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bigmeandragonlady · 2 years
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oh it's youngest peg'asi siblings brainrot time :)
long, disorganized thots b/c my traveler is
a kit
arlo's twin and born just a little after him.
gives up trying to be cordial with Celeste after the book burning incident
Celetse and Arlo putting down the traveler b/c if not her (and they do like each other, most of the time), they end up on the lowest rung and SOMEONE has to be below them. Being cruel about it b/c they could.
Celeste venting out her frustrations (despite being one of her mother's favorites, had no control of her life and Nerissa wouldn't give her the time of day) on the youngest b/c they're the easiest to pick on.
Can you imagine how much resentment Celeste had towards them, when they had Nerissa's attention and affection and she had NOTHING?
So, she's as cruel as the voice in the back of her head lets her be when it's just the two (sometimes three) of them. In particular, she finds my traveler writing in her little composition notebook in some room one day and snatches it out of her hands. After mocking a few lines she throws it in the lit fire place. She thinks it would be fine to watch her try and save it, even just a few pages, but the burns on her sister's hands would draw too much ire.
A few months before the coup she pushes her youngest sister down a flight of stairs and walks off, not caring what happens at the bottom. Traveler lies and says she fell, not wanting to be berated for fighting with her sister again or risk further retaliation from Celeste. (two concussions within a six month span babee)
A kit who Arlo resents b/c they're not doing anything to help their mother, let alone visiting her. Wondering to himself that if he DID find a way to help Nikolle would he share it with his youngest sibling if they showed the same tendencies? The thought of his mother being so so disappointed in him is the only thing making him consider it.
If she was present, he would hate having to share her affection with his baby sibling, who their mother doted on as much as him.
Arlo is assertive and arrogant and refuses to be on the same rung as his twin even though they're the same age. His sister wastes time with art and music and getting in trouble for sneaking around, being on the rung below him is all she's good for. He's better then her. He has to be.
And he didn't MEAN to throw their holo-pad in the fountain, he was just trying to keep it out of reach. Just a funny little game and he didn't care when it slipped out of his fingers and sank to the bottom. When his twins' eyes started to well up with tears upon realizing it didn't work anymore? Pretty pathetic.
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sysba · 4 years
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✨ a while ago my verrry talented friend @elania drew my favourite (🥺) space engineer from @andromeda-six and I thought I’d keep him safe until Andromedatober 👉👈 i would DIE for him!!!! he’s the bestest, prettiest boy and that’s a fact. 🥰
+ bonus:
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confettininjabean · 2 years
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Okay so @wanderlust-games had their Andromedatober prompt thing up for this month.
and naturally im late.... Like its the 29th.
So... Here's my one thing for it XD Alone, which was like Day 1. (Left the sketch in it cuz i liked how it looked FYI xD)
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lawrichai · 4 years
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Double post today:  #Andromedatober #Drawtober2020 17 - Traitor / 18 - Protector Copic markers on coloured paper
Vexx Serif is a romanceable character from the game @andromeda-six
... Fun silly fact: When I took a picture of those two together on my desk, my phone went automatically into “Sunset Mode”. =^.^= That’s a WIN in my book!
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the-what-now · 3 years
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Andromedatober #1
Day 1-Alone
(Day 2- Memories)
(Day 3- Chase)
(Day 4- June)
“Why the long face, Captain?”
Calderon doesn’t need to look to recognize the sharp voice of the Tilaari princess, though the way it’s begun to soften in his presence lately isn’t lost on him. Jaeta leans against the bridge railing beside him and tilts her head to peer into his eyes, dark lips twisting upward into that familiar sly smirk. “I thought you’d be happier after that last supply run.”
He instinctively turns away from her piercing stare, offering only a humorless smile in return. “I am happy. This is my happy face.”
“It should be, considering we walked away from that deal with twice the money left over than we thought we would.” When he doesn’t respond, she tsks disapprovingly, “Look, no one’s ever accused me of being a natural empath, but even I can tell something’s bothering you. Are you going to tell me what it is, or do I need to stand here making you uncomfortable until you do?”
The captain is silent for a moment longer, before letting a slow, even breath out through his nose. Even when she’s needling him incessantly like she so often does, some part of him just can’t seem to push her away. Not anymore. “I didn’t need your help,” he says finally, his voice low and tense. Even not looking at her directly, he can practically hear her rolling her eyes.
“No, you didn’t. But you saw how that Arcnos was trying to rip us off, I was just stepping in to--”
“Rip me off, not us. The deals we make as a crew are for me to worry about. I’m the captain, and it’s my job. Just like yours is to be our navigator. Nothing else.” The words come out harsher than he meant them to, but he means them all the same. He finally meets Jaeta’s gaze, her pale eyes narrowed in skepticism.
“I was only trying to help. You know, make myself useful somewhere other than navigating. Or is that against your rules now too? I do have a hard time keeping up sometimes.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
“So, what then? You thought I was going to screw it up for you? You really still have that little faith in me, after all this time?”
“No, I--”
“Or some bullshit pride thing? Worried the crew will think their captain is weak if he doesn’t keep the uppity princess in her place?”
“No.” He finally snaps. A frustrated sigh escapes him before he can stop it, and he glares into the void outside as he tries to find the words. “It’s not that. It’s not any of that. I’m...not mad at you. I just...don’t want you to feel responsible for things like that. Don’t want anyone on this crew to, not when it should be my problem.” The uncomfortable heat rising in his cheeks only worsens when he sees her expression soften at that, though he can’t say why.
“Is that what this is about?” Jaeta asks quietly. He doesn’t answer, but she’s known him long enough to recognize when she’s right. She sighs, brushing her long emerald braid over her shoulder thoughtfully before moving in close to him. “Calderon, listen. I won’t pretend to understand everything you’ve been through. I’m not that naive. But I do know something about feeling like it’s you against the rest of the world. I mean, do you know how many times I’ve been called a bitch for speaking my mind, by my own siblings no less? Never to my face, of course, but they made no secret of it.” She lets out a bitter breath of a laugh, more pain in it than she meant there to be. Cal winces at the sound.
“Jaeta, I--”
“It’s fine,” she presses on, “looking back, I can’t say I blamed them. But that’s not what it felt like at the time. I convinced myself that I didn’t need them, that they just weren’t worth my time if they couldn’t handle what I had to say. Even if they were family.”
Cal watches the princess carefully, unsure of what to say. It’s rare that he’s ever known this willful woman to show regret for her actions, but it’s written all over her face now, clear as day. And just as quickly as it came, it’s gone again, a fierce determination in its place. “I don’t want to be like that anymore. Not here. I may have lost my chance with that family, but that doesn’t mean I can’t try again with this one.”
He blinks in surprise. Family. He’d never thought to use that word to describe the Andromeda Six, but somehow it doesn’t feel wrong. Jaeta gives a low laugh at that, sliding her fingers forward slowly, almost hesitantly, to take his hand in hers. “We’re a team, Calderon. All of us. This doesn’t all have to fall on your shoulders. We’re here for you. I’m here for you, if you want me.” There’s a pleasant warmth in her skin as that familiar glow blooms green on her face. “You don't have to be alone.”
Something in Cal feels as though it’s been suddenly lifted away, and he can’t help leaning in to rest his forehead against hers. “Thank you,” is all he can manage to say for a long moment, and then, “I do. Want you here.”
“Good. You couldn’t get rid of me if you tried,” she chuckles. She seems to ponder something, giving his hand a gentle squeeze, “I’m sorry I interfered before. You’re right, you were handling it just fine yourself. But would it be so bad if you accepted help every now and then?”
He smiles dryly at her. “No promises, but I’ll try. In return, maybe you could give me more of a heads up before steamrolling my business deals.”
“No promises.”
He gives a real laugh at that, sliding his hands around her waist to pull her close. “I do enjoy seeing that side of you, you know,” he admits, “the one that knows what it wants and isn’t afraid to take it.”
“And here I thought it just got on your nerves,” she teases, returning his embrace, “But really, would we be here now if I hadn’t?” Cal reaches up and taps her chin thoughtfully, before tilting her face up to pull her into a long, lingering kiss.
“I guess you’ll never know, stowaway.”
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kajasartspace · 4 years
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Andromedatober Day 24 - Bash
Had no time for October prompts this year but this one I couldn’t miss.
Bash is the sweetest sunshine boy and he deserves all the love ❤ Drew him with Valentina, his glowstick (Tilaari) gf. Because what day is better to shower him with kisses than his day?
Bash and Andromeda Six belong to Wanderlust Games @andromeda-six
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sabraevn · 4 years
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~ .Andromedatober, Day 01 - Alone. ~ Rhys and his freshly regained memory. He doesn't miss most of his family, but Nerissa was a different story entirely..
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meesta-egg · 4 years
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Inktober day 6: Stars (Andromeda 6 version) 
A man with stars in his eyes
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intern-seraph · 4 years
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our soft cowboy for day 4 of Andromedatober!
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mt07131 · 4 years
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Andromedatober Day 4: June
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Monsters stuck in your head
Monsters under your bed
We are monsters
We are monsters
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bigmeandragonlady · 2 years
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i did have plans for andromedatober this year but the complete silence from the devs in regard to it either way pretty much killed my motivation
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scgdoeswhat · 4 years
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"Prisoner No. 10864, Ex-Commander Calderon Lynch"
Day One - Alone
From the @andromeda-six #Andromedatober prompt list.
Did not even mean to do this but here we are 🤷
[Click for HQ; Ko-Fi & Commissions: Open]
Reposting because tumblr ate my post. Tag list under the cut
Tagging @hellomynameisdevi @leondaltons @brightpinkpeppercorn @toglidethroughlife @the-strangerthings @ayameikeda 
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baltersome · 4 years
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Andromedatober Day 4
finally got to draw him 💚
i really need episode 5 already 🥺🥺 wanda needs her man
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lawrichai · 3 years
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Double Post: #Andromedatober #Drawtober202 27 - Bionics 28 - Vexx Copic markers on coloured paper. Vexx Serif is a romanceable character from @andromeda-six
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the-what-now · 3 years
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Andromedatober #3
Day 3- Chase
(Day 1- Alone)
(Day 2- Memories)
(Day 4- June)
What was Calderon Lynch, Captain of the Andromeda Six, prepared to put up with when he woke up this morning?
Whatever it was, it wasn’t fucking this.
It was bad enough that his neck hurt, the ship’s air conditioning was broken (again), and he’d walked into the kitchen to find that someone had finished off his favorite coffee. Now he had the gunslinger in his face, in a tizzy over his missing lizard. The very same lizard he’d been against bringing onto the ship from the beginning. But hey, it wasn’t like anyone in this crew listened to him anyway.
Cal let out a long, slow sigh. It’s fine, he told himself, June he could handle; the big man was among the least irritating of his crew members, and he wouldn’t be bothering him if it wasn’t important.
“Where did you see him last?” Cal mumbled, barely turning his attention from the shitty instant coffee he now had to make do with.
“He was in his enclosure when I left him earlier this morning, and when I came back he was gone!” June responded, face furrowed with worry, “I know I had it secured, I don’t normally make mistakes like that—“
“Uh-huh. And how long was he left alone?”
“Well, not long I don’t think. I just went to get some practice in, walked around to find that rattling you were talking about, the prince asked me if he could play with Lizzie but I told him he’d have to wait cause he was still sleeping, and—“
That did it. Cal set his mug down with a loud thunk at the mention of him, staring at the World’s Best Dad lettering with the fury of a thousand suns.
“Xami.” He hissed under his breath, uttering the name like a curse. And with that he turned on his heel and stormed out of the kitchen without another word, on the warpath to track down the offending stowaway.
To Cal, the answer was clear: find Xami, and he’d find Lizzie. He was unsurprised, though, to find that no one else in the crew could tell him where the prince had gone; Ryona had been in the infirmary all morning, Ayame and Bash weren’t paying attention as usual, Xami was still avoiding Vexx like the plague, and Damon just plain couldn’t be assed to help him (“You pay me to stab people and look pretty, Commander, not keep tabs on runaway royals.”). Because nothing could ever be easy.
The assassin did, however, mention seeing him down at the docks, muttering something about trying to steal his reading spot. So there Cal found himself, pacing the dingy downstairs for the smallest of clues. Where could he have--
He stopped, kneeling down to pick something up off the floor, crinkling the discarded cellophane that had been tossed on the floor. Candy wrapper. He couldn’t be far. Straightening up, he got to work on hitting all the spots the prince could usually be found, prowling like some feral stray cat.
Not here. Not there. Not there either. Cal was almost ready to throw his hands up and tell June to find his own damn pet, when something caught his ear. A quiet skittering from the hallway outside, followed by footsteps, quick and light. There! He burst out of the room just in time to see the tail end of that familiar black coat, vanishing around the far corner. Cursing under his breath, Cal gave chase, unconcerned with the noise he was making. So close, he was so close…
He turned the corner to find his quarry nowhere in sight, and several doors he could have gone through. He threw open every single one of them, growing increasingly manic with every empty room. Nothing. It was as though the stowaway had vanished into thin air. That’s it, he’d had enough.
“Where the fuck--”
A low chuckle, sounding from somewhere above him. Cal looked up to find a sight that both relieved and infuriated him: Xamidimura Peg’asi, perched up in the rafters, Lizzie nestled safely in his arms and looking down on the captain with a shit-eating grin. “Looking for something?” He called down, violet eyes dancing impishly. Cal glared up at the Tilaari.
“What the hell are you doing up there?” He growled. Xami shrugged, patting the lizard gently.
“Trying to catch this little guy. June had just told me he was sleeping when I saw him so I figured he must have gotten out. No idea how he got all the way up here, but I grabbed him just in time. You’re welcome,” he adds, sticking his tongue out slightly.
“Get down here. Right now.” Cal demanded. Rolling his eyes in amusement, Xami hopped down from his perch without protest, landing lightly on his feet in front of the captain. It still surprised him sometimes, how nimble the young prince was despite living such a sheltered life. But right now he was too angry to give it much thought.
“Jeez,” Xami snarked, “this is the thanks I get? Maybe I should just mind my business next time the bitey lizard escapes his cage. Not like Bash needs all his fingers, anyway.”
“Don’t lie. You let him out yourself.” 
Xami put a hand to his heart in mock horror. “Why, sir, I’m offended by that allegation! I am a good, upstanding navigator, and I always try to do right by my crew!” When met with only a continued glare, he frowned, “But seriously, why would I do that? June already told me I couldn’t see him, you really think I don’t know how to take no for an answer?” 
Cal relented slightly, his expression morphing into a dry hint of a smile. “Never stopped you before,” he retorted. The prince looked up thoughtfully at that. He did have a point. 
“Lizzie! There you are!” June suddenly appeared at the end of the hallway, rushing towards the two of them and taking his beloved lizard from Xami, the Tilaari happily handing him off.
“Found him trying to scale the wall,” Xami said with a laugh, “clever little dude gave you the slip.”
“Y-yeah, I guess he did,” June agreed, then looked at Cal sheepishly, “I’m so sorry, Captain, I just checked his enclosure and it looks like there was a latch loose. He must have gotten it open somehow.” The tight smile slid right off Cal’s face at that. Xami had been telling the truth, then. June’s gaze darted between the two of them for a moment, before he cleared his throat awkwardly. “Anyway, um...thanks for finding him, Xami. I’ll get that door fixed right away. Sorry. Again.” And with that, June turned and shuffled down the hallway and out of sight, Lizzie in hand.
Cal could barely stand to look Xami in the eye, so smug was his expression. Instead he stared at a spot on the floor, mumbling an apology. “So...sorry. I guess.”
“Hm? What was that? I didn’t catch it.”
“I’m...I’m sorry.” Cal repeated, a little louder through gritted teeth.
“And whatever are you sorry for?” 
“For not believing you. About the lizard.” He barely had time to react before feeling Xami’s arms wrap around him, the prince smooshing his face unceremoniously into his chest.
“Of course I forgive you,” Xami laughed, looking up to flash him a crooked grin, “I could never stay mad at you...sir.” Cal let out a breath of a laugh, running his hands through the Tilaari’s pale hair. He had to admit, this pain in the ass had his good points too. And he’d miss him an awful lot if he were gone.
“Yeah. Likewise.”
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master-of-the-mill · 4 years
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day 1 - Alone some Peg’asi ghosts окей, я ни хрена не могу разобрать, не знаю, как вы
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