#andromeda is being too hard on herself

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Andromeda and Sirius Black

I was going to make this short and sweet, but once I started typing I couldn’t stop. so here’s a lengthy read on my (re) newest obsession. about 99% canon complaint. not every good with numbers, me.

my headcanon is that one of the reasons andromeda and sirius got along so well during family functions is that they both loved music. musical geniuses both of them. (maybe sirius picked it up from andromeda who always played the piano/violin whenever she got her hands on one and he started picking up on it too).

i don’t think andy married ted right after hogwarts. she gave birth to tonks at 20 or 21 old. so that give her about six years after hogwarts to secretly get to know ted and muggle london. so sirius and andromeda spent the holidays together when their families celebrated. while i do think she kept ted a secret from everyone, sirius started suspecting something. cause she’d sneak her and sirius out of the family celebration to go see broadway west end musicals.

and she knew her way around muggle london far too well. he cleverly tries getting her to spill the tea but she’s far more clever about it. keeping her muggleborn boyfriend a secret from her nosy sisters and her bigoted parents keep her on her toes. she’s not going to slip up her to nosy thirteen year old cousin so matter how much she likes him.

so anyways, she takes him to a musical and sirius is so suprised. first of all, he’s got so much new musical material to obsess over. secondly, he’s so curious about how muggles are setting everything up. (he’s taken a good look, there’s no charms no transfiguration no magic involved at all). he gets so curious he has to know. so next year at hogwarts, he takes muggle studies to learn more to the detriment of his parents.

no one tells sirius that andromeda left. it happens about two years later when he’s at hogwarts. and it seems to him that everyone found out before he did. he’s getting snide remarks from the pure bloods that run in the same circle as his family. nobody tells him what’s happened. not his mother or his father. not bella (not even to make fun of his close relationship to a blood traitor which is weird because that’s one of her favorite pastimes). not narcissa but she certainly didn’t have a problem writing to regulus and letting him know. and certainly not andy.

the last he’s seen her was the summer before fifth year when they snuck out into muggle London and she confessed to him that bellatrix took the dark mark. and how her parents wanted her to marry a lestrange and take the dark mark too since bella had set the precedent. and all he can think of now is what the final straw was for andy. but he doesn’t know because nobody in the family said anything to him. eventually he seeks out regulus (looong story here because these two cannot have a civil conversation for more than 3 minutes) but eventually regulus takes pity on him and give him the tea. but that’s the last time he’s heard anything about andromeda black. nobody has seen her since. and nobody has heard from her since. not even him, to his sorrow.

when he goes home that summer there’s a surprise awaiting him. he’s expected to take the dark mark now that he’s sixteen years old. again thanks to bella for setting the precedent. he’s obviously refusing. but he doesn’t know where to go. james is pretty angry with him over the prank he pulled on snape. remus avoids him eyes. peter ducks him head every time he sees sirius. the one ally he had was his cousin andy but he doesn’t know how to reach her. he knows that she’s now andromeda tonks but that’s all. it’s so frustrating and heartbreaking.

the night before he’s supposed to be taken to get the dark mark, he leaves. there’s shouting, there’s items being thrown, there’s tears, there’s pleas. but he leaves anyway. he knows him and james are at odds but james would never turn him away. he was his best friend dammit. and he knew deep in heart despite remus and peter choosing james over him, that james was just as miserable without sirius as sirius was without him …

… and he wasn’t wrong. the moment james saw sirius in his foyer, there was nothing but tears and laughter and all was forgiven between the two. and that ended up being one of the best summers they had.

andy didn’t know about sirius leaving and being disowned. she was married to a muggleborn and she knew some members of her family would eventually come after her. so she and ted quietly left the wizarding world. she wanted to reach out to sirius — she truly did — but by the time she and ted settled down and found a safe place to live, she was expecting a baby girl. she had new priorities now.

andy has a lot of regrets about that. she finds out in the obituary that regulus died. she didn’t know about her uncle Alphard leaving gold to sirius and being wiped off the tapestry. she just find his obituary in the daily prophet and is saddened. he was her favorite. he was very funny and always made her laugh. she finds out about sirius in the daily prophet. just as the war ends and she’s finally breathes a sigh of relief that her family is spared, she reaches for the newspaper and sees sirius’s face staring back at her. ted looks over her shoulder to see what caught her attention. he tries consoling her but she just shrugs everything off Iike it means nothing. it’s only when she’s alone that she allows herself to think and cry. she blames herself obviously. if only she reached out to him instead of leaving him to fend for himself without her. if only she hasn’t introduced him to muggle London … now he’s kiIIed 13 of them. he was just like them.

years later, when he escapes azkaban, she’s truly afraid. if he came after her husband, she wouldn’t know what to do. she only finds out the truth after the second war. and she’s truly going through it now.

first that sirius was innocent the whole time and she doubted him. why did she do that? why was she so quick to believe he could have behaved like that?

second that her daughter knew he was innocent and kept it from her!

third that remus lupin sat at her dinning table and lied to her face when he said he didn’t know how sirius died or who kiIIed him.

fourth that regulus regulus was one of the first people who tried to bring the Dark Lord down. while he was a death eater. at seventeen!

fifth that narcissa did the same. narcissa lied to the Dark Lord and saved Harry Potter. narcissa dammit. her selfish, self serving sister did that. she didn’t know how to feel.

sixth that it was bella who kiIIed sirius. sirius who was innocent the whole damn time and was a member of the order of the phoenix. how could have bella done that?

seventh that bella also kiIIed her daughter. her daughter. her sister kiIIed her daughter. and all of this happened while she sat at home safe and sound. she would never forgive herself.

she always was burdened by having Black blood. she always hated it. but the Blacks of her generation did more for both wars than she could have ever imagined. she sat there thinking they were all cowards for not being as brave as her for leaving their bigoted family legacy behind. but every single one of them played a vital part in ending the war. sirius, regulus, and narcissa. hell even her daughter, dora, and her sister’s son, draco. she would never ever forgive herself.

#andromeda is being too hard on herself #but survivors guilt amirite #she’s a mess #i feel sorry for her #sirius black #sirius and james #james potter #regulus black #narcissa black #andromeda black #andromeda tonks #nymphadora tonks #draco malfoy #bellatrix lestrange #noble house of black #harry potter #remus lupin #i hurt myself writing this #maybe I should become a writer

[whoopsiesnodaisies]

The Black sisters live in my head rent free lately...

Bellatrix being the oldest and trying so hard to protect her sisters that she literally goes insane from one too many curses, thinking that she has to be the perfect pureblood all the time and that happiness is for the weak, thinking that it's all that's possible for her.

Andromeda seeing her older sister miserable and swearing she'll make a better life for herself, even if it costs her everything that she's ever known. Finding kindness and the ability to extend it to others because of her older sister's sacrifice that she too often takes for granted, she ends up begging her sisters to leave with her and gets turned down, but she knows she has to leave and so she does but loses everything in the process.

Narcissa who is scared to end up like Bellatrix but scared to leave her on her own. Knowing how scared Andromeda was to leave, and not knowing the happiness her sister found by doing so, only seeing the pain she caused her family. Narcissa's deep agony at losing Andromeda, and her inability to lose any more of her family. Narcissa's obsession with being the perfect daughter because the older two failed.

#black sisters #black cousins #marauders #marauders era #narcissa black #narcissa malfoy #andromeda black #andromeda tonks #bellatrix black #bellatrix lestrange

[volpe-kitsune-red]

May i request a lynx X an already partially conditioned reader (gender neutral preferably)?

Of course! I am kind of excited, this is the first request I get to write. :D Hope you'll like it!

An obedient pet

Lynx Andromeda (Yandere OC) x gn!reader

TW. general yandere behavior, possessive behavior, manipulation, gaslighting, threats.

You wouldn't describe yourself as a pushover, you knew how to stand your ground when it came to anyone, be it a friend or a professor. But there was something in her voice, in the way she imposed herself that enchanted you, or more accurately, conditioned your mind into bending down at her will, allowing her to guide your thoughts as she pleased.

It started with you losing touch with any friend you would hang out with the most often. Lynx would remind you that you had already made plans with her whenever you tried to organize a night out with them. "What do you mean you don't remember us talking about going to the cinema today? You were the one that proposed it! Have you been getting enough sleep, love? You keep forgetting our dates. Or is it because you don't care enough to spend time with me to remember?" Of course you cared! Your friends kept pointing out how this kept happening almost every time. But she obviously would never lie to you about stuff like this, you just had a hard time remembering your plans.

You also couldn't remember when she started referring to your hangouts as 'dates', you questioned her about it but kept getting evasive answers until you gave up. "Hmmm? Isn't that what they're called?" "Best friends date all the time!." "Date, going out together, honeymoon, they're all the same thing!"

It became obvious that something was wrong when people stopped inviting you out with them and even went out of their way to avoid you at school. Well, not everyone stopped, Lynx and her close friends were still there for you. You would always be encouraged to meet them in the corridors after every period and sit with them in the dining hall.

It was a very drastic change, it's not like you were forced to follow them everywhere, but you had no one else to go to. You suspected that someone must have spread rumors about you or there was something wrong with you that inevitably pushed everyone away. You felt grateful to Lynx for always sticking by your side, making you feel welcome in your friend group, but you also wanted to get your social life back in your control.

The problem was that she wouldn't let you. It felt like there was an invisible string tying you to her if you strove too far away to connect with anyone else. It was impossible to talk to new people at parties when she was always there to pull you away. "Come on! We are about to start a game of beer pong, you have to at least come to watch me win!" You were starting to get sick of it. It...it was like she was doing it on purpose! You loved being with her of course, she was your best friend, but you should also be allowed to have friendships outside of her and her group! Just as planned, nothing you said or did helped the situation.

"Are you saying we are not good enough company for you? Must I remind you how your old friends abandoned you?" "Do you want to risk the heartbreak of being rejected again?" "..." "Exactly, I didn't think so."

Every fight left you more hopeless than the previous. Lynx would comfort you afterward, sweet words leaving her lips like honey, but in reality, it was closer to venom. "You don't need to risk getting hurt again, all you need is here." "I'm here for you and always will be. You're mine." "Huh, what was that.?" "Nothing, sweety <3"

Eventually, you found yourself always clinging to her. Wherever she was, you were there with her. You became like a puppy, believing whatever your owner told you, never suspecting any ill from them. She was always so nice to you, after all, always locking arms with you whenever she was close, never letting you leave her sight. She would buy you gifts, praise you, and pet you whenever you behaved the way she wanted you to.

You were never left alone, you were always shown affection and support. Life was good, why would you ever desire anything different?

"I love you, my dear. See how everything is better when you're with me? Wouldn't you love for it to last longer, perhaps forever?"

From that moment forward, any hope for your life to go back to normality becomes useless and then, lost.

#yandere blog #yandere #yandere oc #lynx oc #yandere x reader #yandere x you #tw yandere #yandere oc x reader #yandere x darling #anon request #female yandere x you #female yandere x reader #female yandere #yandere female #yandere x partially conditioned reader #yandere x gender neutral reader #yandere vampire #yandere vampire x reader #vampire

[merlinsbudgiesmugglers]

15 for tedromeda if you please!!

Haha I couldn't resist the Tedromeda

#15 - A kiss because I have literally been watching you all night and I can’t take anymore

Kiss Ask Meme

Andromeda hurried along the deserted hallway, the candles flickering shadows across the ancient stone as she took a hidden path to the Slytherin common room.

‘All right, Black?’

Whirling around sharply, Andromeda could just make out the figure at the other end of the hallway, her heart pounded in her chest, but whether from fear or anticipation, she wasn’t sure.

His eyes had been following her all evening, every time she dared to turn in his direction, he was watching her. She tried to ignore it, tried to smile politely with whichever Ministry worker it was that wanted to have a Black working in their department. Tried to laugh at the jokes that her friends made. Clenched her fist so hard she was left with small crescent moons indented in her palm when she forced herself to keep her mouth shut when Lucius made a comment about Slughorn going soft if he was starting to invite mudbloods. 

The party had been far from wrapping up, but Andromeda couldn’t take it anymore. The artifice of it all made her sick. Well-connected people offering jobs to well-connected students. Those with actual talent were invited but overlooked because they had no stories of hunting Graphorns on their family's European estates to impress with.

So she made her excuses and left, claiming exhaustion from a long week and waving off her friends who offered to accompany her.

She knew she wouldn’t end up walking alone.

Ted crossed the space between them, forcing Andromeda to tilt her head back to look at him.

‘You look beautiful tonight.’

They weren’t her best dress robes, which wouldn’t have been appropriate for an event as insignificant as Slug Club, but they were a favourite set. Deep blue with a slight shimmer, they made her feel like she truly belonged with the stars she was named for.

‘Is that why you were watching me?’

He took a step towards her, and Andromeda countered with a step away, finding her back against the stone wall while his easy smile deepened the dimples in his cheeks, ‘See. By my reckoning, the only way you would know I was watching you would be if you were watching right back.’

She couldn’t deny it. She’d barely taken her eyes off him from the moment he’d stepped into Slughorn’s office. He’d forgone the traditional dress robes, instead choosing a smart muggle suit that had filled her head with all sorts of thoughts that her mother would certainly consider inappropriate.

The intensity of his gaze was too much, forcing Andromeda to look away, instead watching her own fingers trace his lapel, the dark wool smooth beneath her skin. 

‘You know I appreciate a well-made article of clothing.’

They were standing so close that she felt more than heard his soft huff of laughter as his hand found her cheek, tilting her face back towards him. Even in the dim light of the corridor, she could make out the soft freckles across his nose. ‘I’ve been wanting to kiss you since the moment I saw you tonight.’ 

Andromeda gripped his jacket tightly, steadying herself as she lifted to her toes in an effort to close the distance between them. A soft plea barely crossing from her lips before he finally, finally gave her the one thing she’d been able to think about all night.

Ted Tonks kissed like a man who had all the time in the world. Like they weren’t sneaking stolen moments in dark corridors, like there wasn’t an entire world of people waiting beyond their hidden corridor who didn’t want them together. He took her breath away, wrapping her in his arms, making her feel like the only place worth being was right here with him.

And right now, that was all she needed.

#tedromeda #ted tonks #andromeda black #it's an illness really #i can't stop thinking about these two

[heroofshield]

hello, hero! for anna ryder and rose cousland, could i know these: 4, 5, 6, 7, 11, 21, 23, 25!!

Anna Ryder

4) What color or colors do you most associate with your OC?

Maroon, Amber, Blue, Purple

5) Any animals you most associate with your OC?

Not really. Anna isn't much of a pet person, Alliance life didn't really allow for one and even before that her parents were too busy to take care of a pet plus twins. In Andromeda Scott gets a pyjack and Anna finds it somewhat cute.

6) Any flowers you associate with your OC?

Queen Anne's Lace, Daffodils, Dandelions

7) Does your OC have a favorite and least favorite food?

Anna doesn't care for winter squashes, she doesn't like the texture. Her favorite is anything noodles, easy to carry in a bowl/eat while trying to catch up on reports/etc

11) What actor or voice actor do you see best playing as your OC?

I haven't really given this much thought for Anna only because I mainly use her CC when getting fanart created. That being said, I could see Agam Darshi being a faceclaim for Anna.

21) Any embarrassing secrets your OC demands you take to the grave but you will share anyway?

Her first time snowboarding, she had a hard time finding her balance and went ass over teakettle right in front of a girl she was crushing on. Face full of powder, Anna managed to get up without too much trouble but that ended up having the girl ask if she was alright and Anna managing to flirt (somewhat) successfully with her. They ended up going out on a few dates so it worked out in the end.

Then when the Tempest first landed on Aya she was so excited to explore that she tripped over her own feet and nearly ate grass. But she managed to right herself and endured the jokes from the crew, brushing it off with a crack of her own.

23) Is your OC religious and what religion? If it’s a fictional religion for your story please give a summary of the core teachings of their faith?

Not really. Alec and Ellen weren't super religious, their mom more because of her science background and Alec just because, so they never really encouraged it with Scott and Anna. They did try to teach them to be nice but firm, to stand up for what was wrong but also be kind, and to help those in need though.

25) The name you chose for your OC, why did you chose it?

I wanted something that I could shorten, that Anna would only be called when she was in trouble (which ended up being A Lot). At the time I was reading War Storm by Victoria Aveyard where one of the characters has the nickname 'Nanabel' and that stuck with me so I decided to go in that direction and came up with Annabel, eventually deciding that she had a vague US Southern/Hispanic background.

Rose Cousland

4) What color or colors do you most associate with your OC?

Black, Silver, Dark Blue

5) Any animals you most associate with your OC?

Her mabari Griffins. She's had Griffins since he was a puppy and wouldn't know what to do if he wasn't in her life. She dares anyone to tell her that she can't have a Marbari in the castle.

6) Any flowers you associate with your OC?

Roses obliviously :P but also sunflowers and snow drops.

7) Does your OC have a favorite and least favorite food?

Rose is a fan of bread, especially if it's fresh from the oven. Also once Zevran introduces her to Antivan dishes, she's a big fan of the spices. Doesn't really care for "travel rations" (aka hardtack & cheese) but knows that when they're on the road there's not much choice.

11) What actor or voice actor do you see best playing as your OC?

I've fancasted Gemma Arterton as Rose, specifically from Hansel & Gretel: Witchhunters because she had the vibe I was looking for in the movie (but with redder hair).

21) Any embarrassing secrets your OC demands you take to the grave but you will share anyway?

Rose is somewhat afraid of the dark, she needs a candle burning in her room once the sun starts setting and can't fall asleep if it's completely dark.

23) Is your OC religious and what religion? If it’s a fictional religion for your story please give a summary of the core teachings of their faith?

Rose had to sit through Chantry services while at Highever, it was expected of her as the Teryn's daughter, and only loosely followed the teachings of the church. Then Highever got razed and she turned her back on Andraste and the Chantry, angry and confused at how she could let that happen since her parents had been devout followers of Andraste. She doesn't belittle Leliana for her beliefs, but at the same time she doesn't try to go back to the Chantry and the Maker.

Once she becomes Queen, Rose knows that she has to at least attend one service a week, but at the same time she tries to find an excuse not to go if she can help it.

25) The name you chose for your OC, why did you chose it?

This was before I fully fleshed out my Cousland Warden and wanted to just jump into the game. A friend on here had been talking about Titanic/Doctor Who and Rose so that was at the forefront of my mind so I went with that.

#anderfels #rose cousland #annabel ryder #ask meme #mass effect #dragon age origins #sorry for the delay #these were good questions though!

[delicatemystic]

Barbie Fun Fact

Symbology of the constellations in island princess

In the sky of the island it is possible to see the constellations of Cassiopeia, Andromeda, Cepheus and Giraffe, Beyond the Perseus constellation in the ocean sky.

In case you haven't noticed, 4 of these constellations are part of a Greek myth, The Myth of Andromeda. Each constellation represents a character. Andromeda is the princess, Rosella. Chepheus is the father, Sagi. Cassiopeia is the mother, Azul. And Perseus the love of the princess, Antonio.

The classifications are what most mark the characters, but not the acts of the myth itself, after all Cepheus and Cassiopeia delivered their daughter to death, what it represents is only the family position. In addition, each constellation has an astrological meaning that matches the personality of our characters.

Rosella - Andromeda: Dedicated and good at warming and captivating people's hearts, she does everything for her love, even abandoning herself.

Sagi - Cepheus: Good leader, great sense of justice, unyielding about what he think is right.It stands out for its curiosity.

Azul - Cassiopeia: Great artistic sense, intuitive, confident and sensual. You can end up relying too much on your intuition and end up missing the logic.

Antonio - Perseus: Courageous and likes to face challenges, at first he seems not to be satisfied with his current situation. Euphoric about his hobbies.

Making symbology to the story of the myth, Andromeda is rescued by Perseus who comes in his Pegasus, in this case, Antonio comes in his boat and rescues Ro from the island. Andromeda would be killed by Poseidon's sea monster, beings bound to water, and Ro nearly drowned twice.

But, what about Tikka? The giraffe has nothing to do with Greek myth, but it has to do with biblical history. How will this make sense? Keep reading.

Tikka- Giraffe: You like things your way, don't like to try hard, She is very restless, and likes to tell and listen to songs that are captivating or captivating.

The constellation of the giraffe comes a biblical episode in which Rebekah rode a "camel" on her way to the city of Canaan to get married. Of course, Tikka wasn't a big fan of Ro and Antonio's relationship. But in the scene where Ro is getting ready for the dance, Tikka shines a bouquet of roses on Ro, emphasizing the wedding. Not to mention that the scene of Ro entering the ball with the bouquet and that dress, was like an affront, like "I'm going to marry him" while it was Luciana's wedding ball with Antonio.

Heart / Reblog

#barbie #barbie movies #barbie aesthetic #barbie as the island princess #barbie island princess #barbie ro #barbie rosella #barbie constellations #barbie fun fact #barbie fandom #Andromeda #perseus #cepheus #cassiopeia #astronomy #astrology #rosella island princess #prince antonio #barbie antonio #barbie tikka #barbie pets

[celestemagnoliathewriter]

Tedromeda J

yay another Tedromeda! thanks anon!

J: Jealous (“Claiming” a partner)

Ted: way more relaxed. In the early years of their relationship and marriage, he's going to be more jealous because he still feels like he's on uneven ground. He doesn't want to lose Andromeda, and he's jealous of the wizards he's up against - ones with more money, more prestige, a better surname, etc. When they're married and a few years go by, he's more relaxed about it and feels more assured in his relationship.

Andromeda: our girl is mega jealous. She has no chill when it comes to others flirting with Ted. Before they're together, at school, she berates herself for being mad that Ted's got a girlfriend. When they are together, she will still be jealous and angry that it's so hard for Ted to be with her because of her family. Even through the rest of their marriage, whenever anyone hits on Ted or gets too close, she's going on the offensive and making sure everyone knows that's her man and to back the fuck off. Ted thinks it's the most hilarious thing because he'd never stray, and loves her so much for it.

smutty headcanon asks

#tedromeda #ted tonks #andromeda black #andromeda black tonks #andromeda x ted #ted x andromeda #asks #send asks

[miss-andromeda]

Even In Your Wildest Dreams

So, uh…the plot of this oneshot is non-canon, but it does take place during season 1. Andi and Donnie are not dating; though, they do have feelings for each other.

An idea that I had while talking with my dear friend @tinkabelle19 - so thank you for always being such an inspiration, girl 🩷

Synopsis: When Andi is invited to the annual gala at the New York Hall of Science, Donnie creates a special watch that can turn him into a human for the evening - so he can attend as her plus one. 

Tropes: Fake Dating, Mutual Pining, Idiots in Love (if that’s even a trope? 😅), Jealousy/Overprotectiveness

Song Inspiration: Wildest Dreams (Taylor's Version) by Taylor Swift

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She had never run so fast in her life - up to that point, at least. 

Clutching the letter in her hand, Andi had a nearly jaw-breaking smile on her face - and she knew her hand was probably going to start trembling with how hard she was clutching the paper. 

But she didn’t care. 

The second she made it to the lair, she bolted straight for the lab. Pushing it open, she didn’t even wait for Donnie to greet her before she made him look at her. “I have amazing news.” She grinned, making Donnie smile and put down his equipment to indulge. “And that is…?”

Clearing her throat, Andi sat herself on the desk as she started to read the contents of the letter (in a fairly crude British accent):

‘Dear Andromeda, 

We have come across your work regarding your school’s science club, as well as your own work regarding the scientific field, and suffice it to say, we are quite impressed. We here at NYSCI would like to formally invite you, as well as a guest, to our annual NYSCI Gala on October 15th at 6:00 pm, where you will have the opportunity to indulge in a fabulous dinner, dancing, and of course, be able to meet with some of the brightest minds currently working in the scientific field. We look forward to seeing you there.

Sincerely, 

The New York Hall of Science’

When she finished reading, her smile was blinding. “Do you know what this means?” She practically squealed. “We’re going to one of the most important museums in the country! And we’re gonna meet so many intellectual and renowned people - this…this is like our big break!”

“Yeah, that’s grea-” But then Donnie cut himself off at what she said. “Wait, ‘we?’” He asked, making Andi nod and smile softer. 

“Well, yeah! You’re the only person that’s as enthused and passionate about science as I am, and admittedly, you’re the only person I’d want to attend an event like a gala with.”

Donnie gave her a sympathetic look. He hated to rain on her parade, but there was a very prevalent elephant in the room. “Uh, Andi…turtle, remember?” 

When he gestured to himself, Andi immediately deflated and nodded a bit. “Oh, yeah…” She mumbled, her eyes averting back to the letter. “So, do I, um…need to ask someone else?” She really didn’t want to ask anyone else, to be blunt; April was amazing, but she wouldn’t be interested in something like this, and as much as she liked the others in the Higgs Bosons (well, save for Matt, that annoying weasel), she saw them every day.

Granted, she saw Donnie every day too, but still! She didn’t have a crush on everyone in the Higgs Bosons!

Ugh, it was still weird getting used to that.

Thankfully, her idiocy was interrupted by Donnie, who was…frantically shaking his head and holding his hands in front of him. “No, no, no! I’ll come up with something amazing! I’ll make myself human if I have to!”

Andi only stared at him at that declaration. “How would you be able to do that? Reverse-engineer your DNA or something?”

Donnie only gave her a serious smile. “If that means going with you to this gala, then so be it.”

She would be lying if she said her stomach didn’t start fluttering at that.

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And before either of them knew it, October 15th had come.

April had come over before to help Andi with her hair and makeup (thankfully, the process took much shorter than when it was her birthday,) but now the latter was sitting in her living room, holding a white purse for her laser gun, her cell phone and the tickets that came with the letter - and waiting anxiously for the knock. 

It was hard to deny that she looked pretty. She was wearing a knee length, lacey pink dress with a high a-line and a thin pink belt around her waist, white pumps (though the heel was not high at all, she estimated only around 2 inches), her constellation necklace above the neckline, and her bow was sitting comfortably in her half updo. 

Her face was also done too. A neutral foundation, light pink glittery eyeshadow (lighter than her dress, though), traditional black mascara and a tinted lip balm ensured that she looked formal, but natural at the same time. April’s signature, it seemed. 

Andi had made a note to thank her with dinner and going to see that new sci-fi movie that April had talked about seeing. It was only right. 

Just as she was about to write it down and tape it to her bedroom door, a knock at the door to her apartment interrupted her, and she smiled softly. Donnie had promised her that he was going to that gala with her, so that must’ve been him…right?

Well, that was what she thought when a tall teenage boy (well, a quite attractive teenage boy, to be fair) stood in her doorway - and her smile immediately faded. “Hi.” He smiled at her. His voice sounded like Donnie’s, though, which was weird.

“Um, do I know you?” Andi asked with confusion laced in her tone. “I’m waiting for a friend.” ‘Well, more like crush that I refuse to tell him,’ she thought, but she wasn’t about to tell that to a complete stranger. 

Seriously, who was this kid?

The boy chuckled a bit, his cheeks turning a bit pink. “Andi, it’s me. It’s Donnie.” He finally confirmed, making Andi stare at him in shock - and a bit of awe.

“What?”

“I made this!” He held up a watch - it looked like a standard analog watch with a black strap on his wrist. “And by using this-” He then fiddled with the little button on the side, like he needed to fix it to match the time - and then transformed back to his usual self; purple bandana, tall physique…yep, that was Donnie. “-I can go back and forth between human and mutant!” He grinned at her and messed with the watch again, turning back into a human. “Pretty cool, right?”

Andi could only nod as she started to drink in what he looked like. Clean-swept brown hair (darker than hers), brown eyes, freckles, that gap in between his teeth…and the cherry on top. 

The glasses sitting comfortably on his nose.

And then she noticed what he was wearing; a white dress shirt, black dress pants and a matching tuxedo vest…and a purple tie. That should’ve been a dead giveaway, but Andi was too enthralled by the fact that he was actually human to notice it.

“Two things…” She managed when she could finally talk. “One, you need to tell me how you did this so effortlessly afterward.” She requested, then swallowed the little lump in her throat. “And two, you look really…cute like this.” 

It took everything in her not to say he looked as handsome and lovely as he did as a turtle. 

Donnie’s cheeks turned a bright pink this time. “Uh…thanks. You too.” ‘Smooth, Donatello…’ He thought to himself. ‘You couldn’t think of anything original? Tell her she looks as beautiful as ever? But noooo, you had to go with the most lame response possible…well, at least you have the corsage.’

“Um, this is for you.” He smiled softly, taking out a white box and holding it out for her. When she opened it, there was a small corsage with pink roses and baby’s breath, as well as a little white bow. “April told me your dress was pink, so I asked if she could pick this up for me…” He admitted with a shy smile. “Do you want to put it on?”

Andi had to hold back tears as she nodded, holding out her left wrist for him to put it on. It was an elegant move on his part, to be honest. Even if they weren’t going to prom together (nor were they even dating), it was sweet that he was treating an event like this as importantly as she was. 

She beamed as he delicately put the band around her wrist, then found herself laughing to herself as he held out his elbow. “Shall we, m’lady?” He asked her jokingly with a smile on his face. She responded with grabbing his elbow with an odd amount of gusto. “We shall, my dear sir.” She retorted, then laughed as he walked her down the apartment hallway. 

Yeah, tonight was going to be amazing, she could tell. 

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“Thank you!” Andi called as the taxi drove away. Now she and Donnie were standing in front of the entrance, and she had to admit, it was beautiful. People were conversing outside, some were on their phones (likely waiting for someone), and others were beginning to file in. The security guard standing outside checked for tickets and once guests were good to go, she unhooked a velvet rope to allow them access.

“Ready?” She smiled eagerly at Donnie (who only nodded in response), then grabbed the tickets from her purse, took his elbow like they were an old married couple, and walked up to the guard. 

“Tickets, please.” She requested; she was a tall lady, but it was clear that she worked out with her lean, built frame. Andi smiled at her and handed her the small slips of paper, and after a brief reading to ensure they were legitimate, she nodded in satisfaction and unhooked the rope. “Thank you, guys. Have a nice night.”

Andi’s grip on Donnie’s elbow tightened a bit as they walked into the hall and looked around.

And her breath was nearly lost.

 The interior was somehow even more beautiful than the exterior. The ceiling was domed (almost like the Sistine Chapel, complete with paintings) and the amount of lights strung around were blinding. Tables were set up in what looked like a dining hall, and there was a 10-piece orchestra playing quiet classical music - it sounded vaguely Mozart…or maybe Bach?

Whatever, what mattered was that it set the tone rather elegantly. 

“Isn’t it amazing?” She whispered in awe - not noticing that Donnie wasn’t even focusing on the design of the interior. He was looking directly at her…and how beautiful she looked in the light. The necklace from her birthday was reflecting perfectly, and coupled with how bright her eyes looked…she looked as beautiful as any of the paintings on the ceiling, maybe even more. 

“Gorgeous…” He whispered back, a smile lighting up his face. 

But he stopped staring at her when she met his eyes, an eager glint in her eye. “Want to see if we can find anyone from my school?”

“Do you think that’s even possible?”

“It has to be. This one girl, Valerie, literally brought it with her to a meet and bragged about what an honor it was to go to something like this.”

And sure enough, there they were. For the most part, staying back and talking amongst themselves. And judging by how perfect they still looked, they must’ve just arrived as well. 

There were three people; a tall girl with short, cropped brunette hair, Valerie, a boy with curly, platinum blonde hair holding a glass, Kevin, and a chubby girl with straight auburn hair, Danica. 

When Danica saw the pair walking towards her, her eyes lit up as she ran over - as fast as she could in platform heels. “Hi! Oh my gosh, I was hoping you would make it!”

Andi smiled softly at her. “Here I am.” She simply replied, then turned to Donnie. “Let me introduce you to the Higgs Bosons, Don. So this is Danica-” She chuckled when Danica waved at him with a gigantic grin on her face. “-she’s the most…enthused about meeting new people. That’s Kevin-” She pointed to him and snickered when the aforementioned boy gave them his signature gesture, the finger gun. “-arguably the most relaxed out of all of us, and that’s Valerie. She’s like my right hand woman when it comes to the club, and definitely the most…motherly out of all of us.”

“And I wear that with a badge of honor.” Valerie smirked at her, then nudged her head towards Donnie. “So are you gonna introduce us to him or is he gonna have to do it himself?”

“Yeah, yeah.” Andi rolled her eyes, but found herself smiling at Donnie. “And this is Donnie, my-” Suddenly it occurred to her. If she said that Donnie was her friend, they would ask why they never heard about him before. So she decided to go with something that would probably be more awkward, but easier to explain. 

“-my boyfriend.”

She gave a quick look to a stunned and blushing Donnie as if to say ‘just go with it, I’ll explain later’ as Danica gasped and grinned at her. “You never told us you had a boyfriend!”

“Uh, yeah.” Donnie quickly jumped in. “We’ve only been dating for four months now. Still kind of new, you know?” He then smiled softly at Andi. “But I really like her. I can see us going places.” It was easy to say things like this, admittedly. Even if it wasn’t real, he found himself speaking the truth. 

“You’d better not do anything to break her heart, dude, or I’ll break you.” Valerie told him, then looked at Andi. “He’s good to you?”

Andi smiled up at him. “He’s amazing.” She simply replied, then chuckled when he only tittered and smiled bashfully. “He’s as smart as I am, and that’s saying something.” She then looked at Kevin. “You know, he actually helped me perfect that laser gun I was showing you?”

“Seriously?”

Almost immediately, the two boys started talking about engineering (as well as Kevin asking if Donnie could help him create something as cool as Andi’s gun) while the girls watched on in amusement. 

But then Valerie’s little smile faded as she glanced at Andi. “You know Matt’s here too, right?” The latter groaned in annoyance. “Seriously? Where is he?” When Valerie pointed to the left and simply said “Bathroom,” Andi rolled her eyes. “Unbelievable…” She muttered. 

This was going to be a fun night indeed.

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“I’m gonna get a drink.” Andi smiled softly at her friends as she started to step away. When Donnie offered to join her, she laughed a bit. “And interrupt your conversation with Kev? No thanks, professor. Enjoy yourself.” 

She smiled at him specifically, then walked off to the small bar serving drinks. She ordered a sparkling cider (mainly because of the incredible wine glass it was served in), smiled lightly at the bartender, and walked away, about to join the others again. The dinner would be starting soon, and she wanted to ensure that they held a table together - or were, at least, close to each other.

“Well. I was not expecting to see you here, missy.”

Oh. 

Oh no.

As soon as Andi turned around, she had to resist the urge to throw her drink at him. There he was, in all of his disgusting arrogance and overgelled, permed dark caramel hair.

Matt.

“Oh, you’ve got to be fuc-” Andi was promptly interrupted by Matt stepping much too close for her liking. She backed up immediately and stared him down. “Do you mind? I’d like to enjoy my evening without worrying that my sinuses will burn from how much cologne you’re wearing.”

Matt only chuckled, stepping to her again. “Always the feisty one, hm? It’s alright, I’ve always said you and I are like sodium and potassium; we have the potential to be pretty explosive.”

Andi rolled her eyes at the line, her hand gripping the glass tightly. “Seriously, I’ll give you five seconds to leave me alone before I use the laser gun in my purse and turn you inside out.”

Matt only smirked, believing she was bluffing. “Sure. Like you actually got that thing working. Don’t fight it, Andi, come on…”

Andi was so relieved that Donnie had glanced over at the two of them - and caught wind of what was going on. And judging by the stormy look in his eye, he was not okay with it.

He was over before Andi could even blink. “What’s going on here?”

Matt immediately stepped away, but noticed this…weird kid staring him down. He didn’t look familiar in the slightest, and yet, he was here, acting like he had something to do with Andi? “Uh, nothing, just…who are you?”

“Andi’s-” Donnie stopped himself for a split second, the word still felt foreign to him. But they had to keep it up, just for the evening. And besides, if it meant getting this creep off her back, so be it. “-Andi’s boyfriend, that’s who.”

Matt stared at the two of them for a second, then scoffed and chuckled disbelievingly. “Yeah, like I’m gonna believe that. This is the first time I’m hearing that Andi Rhodes has a boyfriend and you expect me to just believe it?” 

Donnie growled slightly to himself. “You want proof?” He asked - completely forgetting that it was all fake. He wasn’t supposed to actually prove it - but it was Donnie. And when he was doubted, he needed to prove himself. 

Maybe that was why he kissed her with such passion that he could feel both of their heartbeats picking up as fast as humanly possible.

Or maybe because he knew that he would likely never have a chance to do this again.

The sound of Matt’s voice was completely faded, but the two could swear that he said something like ‘fine, whatever’ - and when Donnie cracked one eye open for a moment, he internally smirked as he watched Matt stalk away. 

That’s what he got. 

Once he was finally out of view, Donnie pulled away and met Andi’s eyes. Her face was the darkest shade of maroon she had ever seen, her eyes were wide, and her lips were slightly opened.

And even though he knew his face was the exact same way, he didn’t care at the moment. 

It was only when Andi found the words to talk did the high finally wear off. “Um…when I said you were my boyfriend, I was…not expecting that to happen tonight…” She admitted, her mind feeling like TV static. 

“Was it, um…too much?” Donnie asked, his face almost immediately cringing. What if it was and now Andi wanted to leave? What if he just ruined their friendship? What if she never wanted to see him again? What if-

“Not at all.”

Oh. 

Donnie’s face practically exploded in a crimson hue as he bashfully nodded. “N-Noted..”

“Just…maybe we don’t do anything like that again tonight?”

“Right…”

Neither of them admitted it, but they were both protesting in their minds when Andi requested that. 

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And before they knew it, the night was over - and so was their relationship. 

After taking a second taxi back to her apartment, Andi was smiling from ear to ear as Donnie walked her up to her door. She knew the night was going to be fun, but she was not expecting things like him and Kevin to get along so well or to for Danica to ask him to join them at their next meet - all he had to do was just sneak in through the back door of the school. 

The entire night felt like a daze, to be completely honest. But a brilliant daze. 

But it ended as soon as they made it to her apartment door. 

“So, I’ll see you tomorrow after school?” Donnie asked her with a soft smile, and when she nodded, his smile turned into a grin. “Cool. And if you see Kevin tomorrow, let him know that I fully intend on taking him up on his offer of a miniature robotics competition.”

Andi threw her head back and cackled to herself. “I’ll do that.” She replied, but then her face turned much more soft. “Tonight was amazing. I’m…I’m really glad you got to go.”

Donnie’s cheeks turned a soft pink as he giggled to himself. “Me too.”

“Goodnight, professor.”

“Goodnight, enchantress.” 

She gave him one more smile before finally stepping inside the apartment and closing the door. 

And almost immediately, she got her phone out of her purse and texted April: ‘Hey, finally home! And you’re never gonna believe this! Don and I were a fake couple for the night - and he kissed me! 🥴’

Within seconds, April responded. ‘Do you know what that means???’

‘He’s…really good at committing to a bit?’

‘No dummy, he loves you!’

Andi immediately started shaking her head - even if April couldn’t see it. ‘He does not, he probably just did it in the heat of the moment. No way Donnie actually likes me back 🙄’

‘Who else do you know would go to a science gala with you, agree to be your fake boyfriend - and kiss you even when he likely didn’t need to?’

“He did need to, to be fair - Matt Price was bothering us at one point in the night’

‘But he didn’t need to kiss you specifically - and yet he did 😏’

She couldn’t have been that oblivious, was she?

Maybe she was when she saw a text from Donnie. ‘Hey, tonight was amazing! I wouldn’t be opposed to going to another gala with you, to be completely honest :) But nevertheless, I’ll see you tomorrow - we’ll either spend the afternoon working on a new experiment or tinkering with some old ones, your choice :) Have sweet dreams, Andi 💜’

When her face burned bright pink as she read it, she found herself smiling to herself. 

Maybe she was oblivious to the fact that he liked her. Maybe it took her months to realize that she felt the same way about him. 

But if it meant that Donnie actually felt the same way about her that she did about him, she wasn’t exactly about to start complaining.

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Three things:

Happy anniversary to me 🩷

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#tmnt 2012 #donatello #oc andi rhodes #oneshot #all's fair in love and science #anniversary gift #from me to you

[bucketwingthoughts]

Hola I'm here to say.....I love your artwork it is truly a beautiful infact master piece I love your artwork you have inspired me too work hard on my artworks.....also why did you starscream and Megatron's first child magatronia? Will they have second child and if sooooo will the childs name be megastar

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Thank you for answering my ask

Omg this is so sweet, thank you! I'm glad I can inspire people!

So her name is Megatronia because Starscream wanted his first child to be named after Megatron, regardless of the gender. So when she was born, he decided to make it a more femme version of Megatron's name. Megatron actually doesn't like the idea of his children being named after him or anything related to his name, but it's important to Starscream and to Megatronia who ends up calling herself Megatron when she gets into politics and revamps the Decepticon army.

Megatron wanted to originally name her Eris or Maristella akdafjdaf. But he got to give her a nick name which is Dot and he rarely calls her by her real name because of some personal emotions for him.

The other ones are all named by megatron. After Dot is born, then there is her sister, Nebula. Nebula actually didn't have an assigned gender when she was born because in my personal AUs , sparklings pick their gender before emergence. However, she never did so didn't actually have a name and no assigned gender. After a couple of months after emergence, she designated herself a fembot and Megatron named her Nebula.

After Nebula is Andromeda. Like Nebula she takes after Megatron in looks.

After Andromeda is Atlas, Atlas is their only boy (so far) and he looks just like Megatron as he gets older he is just a bit taller than him and if you look closely has Starscream's eyes.

Also the kids have their own specific abilities because two of them our outliers and the others are infected with the talisman that killed starscream but brought him back to life. i love these characters so much sooo if ever u are interested in them just ask me.

#megastar #i love talking about their kids #these kids are in my post lost light/idw 1 au

[bifuriouswaterbender]

Hi! Any Narcissa ship for song... 77?

Send me a ship (or fandom) and a number between 1 & 101, and I’ll use my Spotify Wrapped as fic inspo

55 (as we dmed about) - Watch What Happens Next by Waterparks

Turned into more of a character study than a true ship drabble, sorry.

It felt backhanded the way her mother said it.

"A lady can't be too ambitious. The world isn't at your disposal anymore."

As if it ever was, even before Narcissa had forced her family to acknowledge who she really was.

Still, she learned. She didn't tame her ambitions, but she did learn to curb the appearance of them. Narcissa didn't join her dormmates as they giggled about who they hoped to marry someday. She didn't let anyone see how hard she studied for her OWLS and NEWTS. She didn't share what she hoped to do "after Hogwarts but before we all get married," as her friends put it.

Narcissa didn't necessarily want to be done when she married. Yes, she wanted children, but she couldn't imagine being stuck cooped up in a house all day.

Her parents were necessarily concerned about an advantageous match for her. Bellatrix had cemented them to another powerful family, and Andromeda had a good engagement lined up. They wouldn't ignore her completely, but Narcissa's father had made it clear he would see who came sniffing around for her, not go seek someone out himself.

While she wanted marriage and a family eventually, Narcissa didn't mind that she had more time. She could dance with halfbloods at balls and apply at the Ministry. Nothing fancy, just a receptionist position. But Narcissa was ambitious. She had room to grow.

Then Andromeda ran away with a muggleborn.

"The Yaxleys won't touch us," her mother complained shrilly as she flipped through a list Narcissa hadn't even known she kept of eligible men. "The Rosiers either. Your sister has destroyed us!"

"No one will speak aloud against us," she pointed out. "Not when Bellatrix is a Lestrange. Not when Father and Uncle have so much Ministry influence."

"Ministry influence," her mother repeated, eyes lighting up. "Of course! Narcissa, your job has been advantageous after all!"

She pursed her lips. Her mother wouldn't like any responses she would have to that.

Of course, even her job needed to be a vehicle serving family advancement. She wouldn't pass along the family name anymore, but Narcissa still had to put the family above herself.

As her mother's luck would have it, Narcissa found herself transferred to the Department of Magical Education.

"It's important to keep Hogwarts in line," Lucius Malfoy commented to her one day during their shared lunch break. "Don't you agree? After all, the choices made now will influence our children someday."

"Plan on having a lot?" Narcissa asked.

Lucius shrugged. "I suppose that depends on what my wife wants. I've never imagined myself with many, but a few would be nice."

"I've always thought one or two would be enough," she mused. "More than that, and you're outnumbered."

She smiled as Lucius let out a bellied laugh. "Ah, but isn't that what the house elves are for?"

They'd been friends once upon a time, before Narcissa had transitioned and flipped her social circles on their heads. If it bothered Lucius to know her as she was now, he said nothing. Most didn't. Her sister's scandal was the thing that typically hung over her head as a detractor.

But Lucius seemed oblivious when at the next Ministry ball, he asked her to dance and spent half the night gliding her across the floor.

"You're done it!" her mother squealed in shrill delight when she got home later that night.

Narcissa personally thought she'd done it when she'd been promoted to the department head's personal secretary. But her priorities had never mattered to her mother.

Eventually, Lucius did propose. Narcissa accepted. She became Narcissa Malfoy, divorced entirely from the name her parents had given her. Without the easy access to her through living under the same roof, her mother's voice became less prominent in her mind.

But as pregnancy complications made even more complicated by her history of potions used in her transition stopped her from working, Narcissa knew her mother would be gleeful. Here was Narcissa stepping down into the role of perfect pureblood wife at home, putting her child first. She loved Draco even before he was born.

But she didn't love losing her ambitions.

#trans narcissa #narcissa black #narcissa malfoy #lucius malfoy #lucissa #fuck jkr #my fanfic #my writing

[whatudottu]

Hmmmm if Annie fell and how would the Andromeda 5 react :))

Like what, she tripped? Fell out of bed? Jumped off a cliff?

Annie while being an adopted daughter to 5 aliens that don't know humanity inherently, she's a 16 year old who's first introduction to the 5 was through P'andor which I will state (if you're a long time follower, this is a reminder, if you're new, this is some context) she was immediately trying to mug him with a knife. He also probably looked like his human ID at the time which is... well, the picture of a large Slavic man who takes no shit.

But I'll indulge, I'll indulge, but prepare to be underwhelmed.

So if Annie fell (in the tripped context, maybe she fumbles a dance or just falls ass over teakettle on something), P'andor already has the impression she can take tougher shit than the ground. Might bark a short laugh especially if she gets right up and brushes the dirt off herself, depending on the dramatics of the fall he might jokingly award points for style, but not unless she got genuinely hurt P'andor does the quick 'You good' and move on when Annie starts walking as usual. Bivalvan would disapprove of P'andor's dismissiveness but less out of instinctual parental response and more from the fact he's grown up as a species with an exoskeleton, and Annie being human she has an endoskeleton which the soft fleshy bits on the outside. He takes a glance at whatever skin deep lesions Annie gets and puts in a bit too much stock than necessary into them, but his big main problem with that would be that Annie damaged the parts of her that would have been well protected under armour that humans don't have, and trying to associate the damage to scrapes in shell is building up his ability to cope that Annie would know what hurts or not.

You might expect that Galapagus would immediately baby Annie, but I don't think that would be the case. Aside from having the same instinct as Bivalvan (squishy shell-less human got skin damage), as a species with an unconventional method of flying, that being literal air propulsion, well there's a little bit of his cultural mentality that views children as baby birds or what have you. You could piff a geochelone aerio child (not in the least because they can be held in one human hand like Earth turtles and tortoises) and while still being an asshole, not an irredeemable bastard, the shell doing a lot of lip service (it's built in naturally to compensate for a fall, especially with all the weight of the shell itself contributing to the intensity of said fall) thanks to the inherent learning curve of 'oh yeah you're going to have to fly' children are gonna fall over anyway and heck, an adult too who would be much heavier is going to inevitably drop out of the sky like a rock. Not to say Galapagus wouldn't at least still hover over Annie for a hot sec or too, but if anything given that geochelone aerios have at least some areas of endoskeleton, so long as Annie isn't actively bleeding or straight up broken a bone he's not going to get too worked up about it.

The person that will really get worked up about it would be, of course, Ra'ad. Having absolutely no bones to actually break (his gladius doesn't count and his beak is hard to break at all) you might think he's the most prepared in dealing with skin lesions, but this is the man that grew up in an ocean and lived on land floating around like no one's business, people just don't get hurt by gravity! Not to mention, injuries in the sea are bound to attract predators, or injuries in stagnant water are bound to attract infection, or injuries are (in his culture) the first sign that you will be the next to die and dying isn't a thing his people are concerned with WHY AREN'T THEY CONCERNED WITH DEATH! It's only really his mind reading that tells him to stop right before he panics over Annie ensuing she dies... from embarrassment. If she fell and she's fine if slightly humiliated, Ra'ad will suppress his anxieties and kind of explicitly change the subject to hopefully make it clear he isn't thinking about her falling anymore (if it works it works, if it doesn't well...). And if she's legitmately hurt, Ra'ad would be actually the first to clock it since Annie like to be tough and infallible even if only for herself instead of being someone's stone, so if mentally she's wincing and grumbling etc Ra'ad will be the one to ask 'Are you actually okay?' and attempt (keyword: attempt) to be as low key about it as Annie is.

And finally I think out of all the Andromeda 5 I think Andreas is the only one who has experience with children, both in raising them and with the [alien] to human comparison to what a child is. I've mentioned my piece a whole bunch about making talpaedans ant inspired, and part of that is because Andreas would be the 'male' of an ant colony or the tradie of a talpaedan, which would mean Andreas grew up learning to parent the children of the colony's Queen and other architect/tradie pairings, expecting to in adult do the same in the colony Andreas had been married to if Aggregor didn't cause a divorce instead. So unlike Bivalvan who would claim with 100% certainty he was a father but only because he's a broadcast spawning species, Ra'ad who would claim complete opposite else he'd be actually dead to a herd of zooplankton young, Galapagus who would really be in human translation in his early 20s only remembering being a child, and P'andor that doesn't even know what sex is because prypiatosian-bs literally don't have sexual reproduction, Andreas would have nearly a life's worth of knowledge of childhood development (which is still only the equivalent of being 25ish years old, it's just Andreas being essentially a male ant) and have the most experience with a child falling over.

Which - because Andreas has experience - Annie falling over is not a big deal and if in arms reach, Andreas would lift her back up and brush her shoulders a little bit before letting her run off again and move on from the whole thing. The worst thing any parent can do is coddle their teen like a toddler and damn, Annie falling over is not as bad as what happens to talpaedan youth, it's a breath of fresh air.

This is hardly a 'P'andor exposes Annie to radiation' moment, but I did use this as an excuse to shoot forward some brief biology and culture headcanons about the Andromeda 5.

#ask #anonymous #annie andromeda #p'andor #bivalvan #galapagus #ra'ad #andreas #andreas ben 10 #andromeda 5 #ben 10 oc #ben 10 #someone falling over especially in public is not a big deal (maybe embarrassing but not angsty) #i don't know what else to interpret from this ask especially with the :)) there implying grinning for some pain #which i mean if you constitute cringe (one the result of cringing at someone falling not cringing at someone having fun) #as being 'painful' then sure it can be very painful- in the secondhand embarrassment way #/not me sneaking in some ideas i've been thinking on for a while #i think orishans are bigender hermaphrodites and can be a mother and a father or at least that's the translated words #bivalvan associates 'motherhood' with raising children as 'fatherhood' to him means forever on the go- it was his job as a trucker #at least as a trucker that wouldn't ever settle and it informed his unigender in a bigender normative society- gender is personal #and since you can be a 'father' by standing out on a windy breeding season day spreading gametes into the air #sex to him is just a thing that happens and being on the move he'd never think to consider himself a 'mother' at all and called himself uni #i don't know if i've mentioned this before but squids die in the act and in the development of young #male squids die because all their energy was spent growing up and mating so they kinda ran out by the time their peen got removed so sad #female squids die after using all their energy growing up mating and then having babies which means they live longer by proxy #of course it takes more energy to make a brain capable for mind reading and psychometry but i do base amperi off of squids #so i might have to think over why in particular a sapient species would still die from energy expenditure after mating #because brains take a lot of energy to make (it's why human babies are so useless) #part of the reason why prypiatosian-bs don't have any ability to sexually reproduce is because look at em #they're energy beings in canon and mine are radioactive deer skeletons they don't have any organs

[alessandraesmee]

where: a bathroom in Hogwarts castle when: Spring 1971, near the end of Alice and Andromeda’s 7th year who: Alice and @medasgalaxy​

In truth, Alice had ducked into the bathroom to avoid Frank Longbottom. It was a weird thing to do, going out of her way to avoid a fifth year, but really it was for his own good, out of the goodness of Alice’s own heart in fact. She wasn’t worried that he’d ask her out again, he’d gotten the message the first time like a good lad. The problem was all his other friends were lads, too, and whenever she passed them in the hall they’d bring it all up again, laughing and teasing all in good fun the way teenagers do. She just liked to spare the poor kid the extra embarrassment, so she kept her head down, when she could, and sometimes she would duck into the bathroom when she couldn’t. 

Alice was planning to just mind her own business for a few minutes and then head back out until she heard the absolutely unmistakable sounds of someone vomiting. There were few things worse than vomiting, as far as run of the mill illnesses go. At least, if you asked Alice’s opinion, or even discussed the topic in her hearing, it wasn’t like she was fussy about being invited to a conversation. And never let it be said that she wasn’t a sympathetic person, because she was. Alice Lestrange, despite what her last name might bring to mind, was a Hufflepuff to her core. She was kind, and she was helpful, and she wasn’t going to let some poor girl toss her cookies without someone to hold her hair back.

“Everything alright over here?” Alice poked her head around the corner to the stalls, and caught sight of the very generic knee-socks and skirt combo of the Hogwarts uniform under one of the doors. “You need anything? Glass of water? A scrunchie?” Alice always had an excess of scrunchies on hand, because she was forever either losing them or giving them away. She was pretty sure they were the best thing muggles had ever invented, and she was always happy to spread the good news. 

Alice was absolutely gobsmacked when she pushed open the stall door, which hadn’t been properly locked, and saw none other than Andromeda Black knelt over the toilet bowl. They got on well, or all that Andromeda came from the same world that Alice had literally run away from in the middle of the night, but they weren’t exactly a sharing secrets sort of close. Andromeda was a big step above most purebloods, not nasty and full of herself like the rest of her family, or even Alice’s, but she was a bit more quiet and academic whereas Alice was distinctly loud and jock-ish. A prime example of this was when, despite the selfless impulse behind her pushing open the door, Alice couldn’t help but crack a joke. “Merlin, Black. I didn’t know you partied this hard.”

#fracturedrpevent #fracturedrpstarter #iandromeda #andromedapast

[violentemperor]

(Azura's universe)

Azura sat there smoking one of her specialty made cigarettes made with some of the most poisonous plants on Kao, the ones growing on the island being far more toxic due to the rich magic energy the island has.

It was one of many by the looks of how many ends are in the tray. About four pack worth of ends it would be once she finished this one, light blue smoke being breathed out by the Evolinaa, the scent being that of caramel. After a final puff she put the dead cig out and opened an new pack, sticking out the tip of her tongue a small bud if bluish white flame was on the end, she would use that to light the new cigarette she has before she starts smoking it.

She is covered head to toe in blood, eyes dull and withdrawn. The Evoline instinct... the Vampiric dragon instinct that makes the species kill their false children, it had finally won over. She had killed the children that had been given to her at times unknown, children that she's raised, children that she gave false love too.

Twenty-three of fifty-one children that called her mom were dead, one had herself a child. Rosa who's daughters name is Primrose, Azura had drugged the child so she wouldn't wake up as she killed the only parent she ever knew. Primrose who Azura had in a sense lovingly swaddled the small girl with cat ears, the small girl who was sleeping peacefully in front of the Evoline who killed her mother.

Azura looked like she was having trouble, she had no problems killing her false nest of seven, the false litter of four, nor did she have trouble killing little Andromeda and the feisty little Helsi. So why was she having trouble with this child here?

There was not much reaction when he saw the bodies of many while Azura was smoking. He had no idea what had Azura make something this horrible, but one thing was certain. He was beyond furious. His nose had no trouble picking up on the scent of the drug, even with all this blood assaulting his nose.

He would waste no time in appearing before Azura, throwing his right fist as hard as possible toward her stomach. If such was successful, he would literally grab her by the neck and lift her off the ground.

— Are you fucking serious? What the fuck did they even fucking do for you to kill them? Do you fucking kill anything that moves? Were you about to fucking kill that baby? What the fuck is wrong with you, Azura?

I thought you were better than this, but do you realize that you're worse than fucking Ragnar with this? You killed the people you raised as your own, and any fucking reason you have will be nothing more than an excuse.

They may not have been her real kids, but this just lacked common sense. Why did she suddenly slaughter the people she had raised since they were babies?

— Is this what you fucking are, a god-damn fucking killing machine. Are you going to fucking kill me as well? I'd like to fucking see you fucking try!

Considering he had his opinion about family, and that he always believed her to be a good mother, but also a foolish woman. For her to destroy the mental picture of her being, at least, someone that could raise children. He has had enough of the nonsense that the troublesome woman happened to be. Everything had been going too well for his taste, and now he understood why.

Azura was someone that he could not know what she would do next. She was too far gone, and after this. It was clear that there was no redemption for this monster.

— I thought you were different, I thought they were wrong, but you're just a fucking god-damn monster like they said! You just kill and kill and kill, that's all you know how to fucking do, literally. I am tired of this shit, I am tired of believing that you are changing only for you to do something like this. Something that makes me regret thinking you have been growing.

#|| sanity of said madness — ic #[ dangerous realms ] #[ Whatever our souls are made of they are the same — Azura ]

[milkywayan]

Andromeda – Great Old One Warlock, Mephistopheles Tiefling, Sage Background

Backstory under the cut

When, where and to what parents Andromeda was born – or what her real name was, she did not know. Her first memories were of The Library, a giant castle in the Sunset mountains, inhabited by a group of very old, very powerful, and very eccentric wizards.

The group of wizards in question had been educated together – a very long time ago – met up a century later to kill a dragon for the fun of it, and then decided to work together, merging all their personal libraries and making it their quest to expand it.

But a library of this size was hard to manage, and the elementals conjured to defend it were no help in actually organise the books, a task for which the group of wizards themselves were too busy for.

Thus, they started to take in orphans – children with no family, and no future, in a pretence of being philanthropic, and to give them a chance to a better life, while instead using them as cheap labour.

The children grew up in the vast library, educated to be perfect librarians, and being free to read about what they liked. Many of course started to learn magic, fascinated by what they found, and amazed by what the wizards of the library were able to do, and so over the years, many talented spellcasters emerged from the castle, on a quest to gather more knowledge, and to find new books to bring home.

Andromeda was one of the orphans taken in, named after a star, by one of the wizards who oversaw her education. The wizard in question was R’lyeh, a mindflayer with arcane powers, who had managed to cut himself off the elder brain.

Andromeda was like a sponge for knowledge, reading about everything she could, and always asking too many questions. At an early age already, she grew more and more fascinated by the Far Realms, asking her mentor all about the place, where his own race originated from.

The young tiefling ventured ever deeper into the libraries, finding books about other dimensions, and great old gods beyond the comprehension of mortals. Most of the books were complete gibberish at first, but started to make more and more sense the more time she spent reading them, puzzle pieces falling together.

Sometimes she spent days in the depths of the library, forgetting everything around her, forgetting to eat and sleep, her eyes glued to the pages, unable to focus on anything else but the knowledge that made her dizzy.

One book in particular had gripped her, a hand written tome bound in strange, greenish leather, filled with spells and rituals and secrets, most of them completely incomprehensible. It gave instructions on how to connect with the Far Realms, how to tap into the knowledge and powers of an elder being, and Andromeda could not think of anything she wanted more.

Parts of the library were still filled with empty shelves – to soon be filled with rare tomes and books – and this was where Andromeda headed one night, alone in the darkness, with candles and books, to set up what she needed for the ritual.

She sat down on the cold stone floor, painting onto the tiles the strange symbols and images, candles illuminating the scene, as she chanted in a Deep Speech. The light of the candles turned green, the shadows around her deepening, as if only she and the small circle of light was real anymore. Her mind opened up, felt infinite and too small at the same time, and she felt a foreign intelligence connect to hers.

There were eyes, too many eyes, and tentacles, in a mass of moving flesh, grotesque but yet so beautiful that Andromeda was in awe.

She pulled a dagger out of her robes, the blade glowing green like the candles, her hand guided by something that was not entirely her own will.

She groaned as she carved into the flesh of her face, knowing the pattern without having to see herself, guided by the foreign intelligence. The cuts bled, and glowed, and with every new movement of her dagger, she felt the connection to the Far Realms grow.

There was no communication, no words, only feelings, sensations, thoughts, images.

Yes, this was right, yes this was good.

The last cut was placed and the dagger fell to the ground, the sound so far away that Andromeda did not even hear it. All she could see was eyes and tentacles, and Aeus. The Great Old being, the eldritch god. Aeus.

There were no words but there was a question, and Andromeda said yes – no, she screamed yes. Yes!

Seething pain was in her eyes as everything went dark, tentacles sprouting out of her eye sockets and she screamed in pain, before unconsciousness took her.

She did not know how long she had been gone, but when she woke up again she was lying in a puddle of dark, black, blood, the candles around her burnt up. There was a whisper in the back of her mind, soothing and reassuring, and urging her to know, urging her to find out.

She flexed her hands, and felt power, magic flow through her, a grin appearing on her face, realising that it had worked.

Returning to her rooms, washing up, she saw the aftermath of the ritual, the cuts in her face that would lead to scars she would wear forever. But not only that, no – around her eyes, where the tentacles had sprouted, they were now marked on her face, as if tattooed on. A branding, a sign. Aeus was looking out through her eyes.

R’lyeh was not surprised, seeing her, telling her that he has expected that it was just a matter of time for her to go down that path. He encouraged her to learn, to study, to find out more about the realms, the material world and beyond, to sate the hunger of knowledge her new patron had.

A few years later, on an errand for the library to pick up books that had been sent, Andromeda was abducted by the mindflayer ship, strangely enough not.. not that afraid.

Her close bond with her mentor, and her knowledge of the Far Realms made her.. curious more than anything.

She embraces the tadpole powers, pushes the boundaries and maybe trusts a certain being more than is advisable.

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 tav #tav #personal #my characters backstory #yes i had to write it #tw selfharm #it is part of how she got her pact #so i think i should put the warning there #you can see the scars #and yes the wizards are literally from a dnd oneshot i once had with my friends #and yes her mentor was my player character hehe #gosh that was one of the best oneshots i ever played #lvl 20 wizards going to kill a dragon for the fun of it

[ironborealis]

#13

"These are the pâté canapes, I asked you bring me the caviar ones, Snape."

"Sorry, sir."

Snape has proven himself to be quite trainable as a fag -- he learns quickly and is quite clever.

Too clever for his own good, sometimes, considering he set fire to all the toilet seats in the upper years boys' loo trying to improvise a charm to warm all the seats at once.

The boy's punishment is to serve him at Slug Clubs again, on top of the ten points taken for destroying school property, and a detention with Filch to remove the soot and replace the seats.

Arson aside, Lucius fancies himself a bit of a Pygmalion as he sculpts the rough lump of clay that Snape is into something approaching civilized. His dreadful Northern accent is starting to fade at least.

"Excuse me, did you say 'Snape'?"

A middle-aged woman pulls away from her current conversation to come towards him. She has a cheery round face set off by a halo to tight curls.

He doesn't recognize the woman, but if she's a member of the Slug Club she must be a some*one* to know.

Even if she doesn't know that she's supposed to introduce herself fir--

"Ah," She laughs, "There's a much-needed prick to my ego -- I'm Proserpina Fitzwilliams. Most know me on sight so that they can run."

He takes the woman's dainty proffered hand and shakes it limply. He knows the name, of course, Proserpina Fitzwilliams writes for the Prophet's society (and gossip) section, and with her quill she has made and broken the reputations of at least threescore. Even his own mother, fearless as she was, was reluctant to get the woman's bad side.

He'd always pictured the woman as being as pointed and hard as her words could be -- not this quite jolly looking woman in diaphanous lavender robes, wearing at least a dozen fine gold necklaces that glowed against her umber skin.

"Lucius Malfoy."

"Mr. Malfoy, I thought it was you, but I did not want to presume -- my condolences again, on the loss of your mother. Lucretia really was a gem."

Snape has the excellent timing to return with the correct canapes this time -- He knows the woman is only buttering him up, but her words sound so sincere and it's hard --

"Yer -- You-r can - ah - peas, sir," Snape offers up the plate to the both of them.

"Ms. Fitzwilliams, this is my fag, Severus Snape."

Ms. Fitzwilliams looks Snape over speculatively, and to his credit Snape does nothing embarrassing.

"Mr. Snape," Ms. Fitzwilliams coolly takes one of his canapes. It's surprisingly how calm she sounds considering that she's practically vibrating with excitement. "I think I was in the gobstones club with your mother. Her first name wouldn't happen to be Eileen, would it?"

Snape utters a quiet 'yesmam', to which Fitzwilliams let's out a loud crow of satisfaction that has two dozen people stopping to stare at them. Fitzwilliams is utterly unrepentant.

"Sluggy! How could you not tell me that one of your firsties is the half-blood Prince?! Surely you remember Eileen Prince? He's almost the picture of her -- Merlin I haven't thought of her in a dog's age!"

Slughorn looks briefly startled but it's clear that he does recognize the name, but Lucius suspects either not well or not fondly.

Snape, is watching Fitzwilliams with a guarded expression, as if anticipating her to make some crass remark about his heritage. Considering how often he's been ragged in the common room about being a mudblood pretending to be half-blood this year, his suspicion is probably not unjustified.

He remembers his mother mentioning the Princes -- or maybe it was father? He'll have to ask Andromeda later -- she's had a fascination with genealogies and pedigrees since the summer. Always banging on about some chap named Mendeleev...

"You do," She confides to Snape, trying to cajole him fruitlessly into a smile. "Just like her. What splendid fate that I should meet you here tonight." She takes Snape's hand, gives it a firm shake, then says with a wink, "Perhaps you'll be head of the gobstones club yourself one day."

Then Fitzwilliams is gone, making her way across the crowded room to some new victim.

#snapetober 2022 #snapetober #severus snape #pro severus snape

[drzone]

Also hmmm what was Abel and the other moonlight reverie crew like when they were going through ISA(and what does Isa stand for!!!) I love ur ocs so much it's insane their like friends to me :]

ISA is like a college sort of! Like where ensigns train to intern for starfleet! it stands for Institute of Space Associations! It particularly focuses on communication with and study of Whos Out There! Theres other space-centric places that teach things more related to the running of ships and the mechanical stuff. ISA has classes for that too but definitely is known for the specialty in .. well. Space Associations!!! You can go for however long you need to finish all your assignments & internships, generally about 5-7 years. Space Travel is Serious Business !! Id say its a bit like medical school, or getting a masters degree!

Abel & Manabi went to ISA together :] Manabi has always been a sort of All-or-nothing type of lady so shes very much a hard worker, very focused on her studies and training! and she is doing the equivalent of double majoring, learning interspace relations and engineering! she loves loves loves spaceships. Poor ladys diet consisted of 90% crappy coffee, and she didnt get out much. Abel sort of kept an eye on her! She was busy too, of course, but doesnt let her work consume her quite like manabi does. Abel focused in Broad Medicine, including the study of how to apply current medical knowledge to an unknown species! She is really interested in extraterrestrial biology too hehe. Abel makes sure manabi gets at least some sort of food throughout the week, and manabi helps abel on any mechanical questions. During this time also they dig up a bunch of old VHS tapes of scifi movies, manabi rigs up a device so that they can play them, and they get really into it. Thats why abels cat is named spock!

Shape was their underclassman! It was actually kind of there to Be studied, but took on quite a few internships in his time there, and did take & pass the final test, so he gets an honorary graduation. Abel met Shape in one of her classes where he was explaining Gaseous Cloud Science Stuff, but they didnt become friends at this time! So Abel & Manabi graduated together (yay!) and Shape graduated (technically) a year or so later. The rest of the main crew did not attend ISA! The planet Zee is from is pretty private, but ce went to a similar sort of school and is interning on the Andromeda Grace! Bunny is a stoaway LOL. Babble and Murmur went to a different, less intense, school for botany. And Dawn … Contains the skeleton of somebody who went to ISA, way back in the day. But she is not this person. Sort of? Oh shes a whole can of worms. I love her.

Shape has gotten more confident, in the years between the present and attending ISA, i think! They enjoy floatin around the andromeda grace and just hanging out, and doesnt spend so much of their time teaching people what they Are, anymore! Abel & Manabis dynamic hasnt changed much, except for Abel being busier now and Manabi having a job that makes it Mandatory to take decent care of herself and not spend all day peering over reports and planning treks and the such. They dont get to be around each other as much as they were in the ISA but they find time to hang out! Usually over a shoddy VHS and a cup of joe. Theyre so lesbians. Heart!

THANK YOUUUU I LOVE THEM TOO. just little guys bouncing around my head… I LOUV YOUR OCS TOO they are SO friend to me. we are having a tea party…

#scrolls #asks #oh! i think i got sidetracked.. im not even sure ifi #if i answered your question..! Good #Good Prompt* #! #THIS KEYBAORD is beating me.