Aindreis Blythe
"all my grief says the same thing, this isn't how it's supposed to be. And the world laughs, holds my hope by the throat and says: but this is how it is"
Wanted Connections – Living Space – Timeline
Playlist: don't you think we've wrestled long enough?
Self-paras: x,
BASICS
Name: Aindreis Kenneth Oliver Blythe
Nicknames: Andy
Date and place of birth: 10th December 1989, in Summerside, PEI (Canada)
Gender identity: cis male, he/him
Sexuality: bisexual
Hometown: Cavendish, PEI and North Berwick, Scotland.
Lived in: Cavendish, North Berwick, Cambridge, Amsterdam, Italy, London, Prague, around Europe, Vancouver, Ottawa, Toronto, Kismet Harbor.
Time in Kismet Harbor: since March 2023
Residence: Downtown
Faceclaim: Logan Lerman
Education: Bachelor in Astronomy and Applied Physics at Cambridge University (unfinished)
Occupation: Director of the Stellar Horizon Observatory and astrophysics student at Chapman University
Languages: English, BSL, French, some Italian, some Czech, some ASL.
Police Record: none.
Zodiac Sign: Saggitarius
MBTI type: coming
Enneagram: Two, the Helper, w7
PHYSICAL
Height: 1,71 m
Hair colour: brown
Eye colour: blue
Tattoos: TBC
Health: alcohol addiction.
Aesthetic: x
FAMILY
Father: Neil Blythe
Mother: Celeste Blythe, née Abernathy
Siblings: Danièl Blythe (older), Tomàs Blythe (younger), Ethan Blythe (younger), Jonathan Blythe (younger).
Other Relatives: x
Partners: Ali Wesbter (November 2021 - March 2024), Caleb Everett (September 2019 - August 2020), Jane Svoboda (mid 2010s).
Children: none
Pets: Butterscotch (dog, 4 years old)
BIOGRAPHY
tw: alcoholism
Aindreis Kenneth Oliver Blythe sees light for the very first time on December 10th 1989 in Summerside’s General Hospital, the second biggest on Canada’s smallest province, Prince Edward Island. He’s the second of what would become 5 brothers. Daniél, Aindreis, Tomàs, Ethan and Jonathan. Only three of them would be born on PEI. Indeed, as Tomàs, 7 years younger than Aindreis, was approaching his first birthday, their father, Neil, got the opportunity to go back to North Berwick and take over his retiring father’s fishing company. So they did, they left Canada behind for Bonny Scotland. Aindreis was almost 8 when he put down his little suitcase in his brand new room, in an almost new country where the accent was funny to his young ear. He had never been a tall child, and he was lean, and having skipped a grade, he always found himself among bigger kids. It wasn’t easy, and now he was going to be the new kid. He wasn’t looking forward to that.
Turns out that he didn’t have to. Turns out that North Berwick wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be. His cousins were around, and he met a best friend, Ali, the only kid who decided he was interesting enough to sit next to at the camp fire. North Berwick slowly turned into a home, and Andy couldn’t ask for more. His family was complicated and getting crowded, but he wouldn’t change them for anything in the world. Scotland was more welcoming than he thought, and it sometime reminded him of PEI. Came even a surprising moment when his lips unexpectedly met Ali’s. He’d never thought too much about dating before that, but the unasked question had found an answer. An answer that stayed secret, hidden, to Aindreis’s sadness, but it didn’t matter. He was able to hold his hand at lunch behind the bleachers and maybe that could be enough.
But Richard Siken was right when he wrote “Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story.” Ali left first. Andy didn’t understand. Well, he was never given a head’s up or an answer afterwards. His best friend, his boyfriend, just didn’t dare even meet his eyes in school hallways, and Andy was lost. The rest of high school went by with dimmed colours, but the graduated from his A-levels first of his class. Now, he could leave North Berwick and all the memories, good and bad.
Stars. Andy’s passions had always been the stars, the universe, space, you name it. So he was trying to get closer to them. Astronaut was never his calling. Nasa, maybe one day. Right now, he was heading to Cambridge University on a fellowship for a degree in physics, with a minor in astronomy. It was his dream… And he threw it away. Looking back, it was a combination of so many things. Freshers week and student parties, a bit of lying to oneself that what we’re doing is definitely not a problem, Cambridge University’s tendency to ask troubled students to isolate as to not disturb the studies of others, a “predisposition for substance abuse” as the doctor said after diagnosing him with ADHD during the three long months he spent in rehab after being kicked out of university for being drunk in class.
Sobriety didn’t last long once he left. And he did leave. Roaming around Europe then Canada, spending less than a year in each place, taking on every small job he could. He stopped fleeing at the sight of every serious thing, every problem, everyone in Toronto. Toronto where he stayed longer than anywhere else. 2 years. One of which he spent with his new boyfriend. Relationship he threw away as he threw away 10 month of sobriety, imposed by a dilemma. Me or the alcohol. The alcohol, Caleb, you lose. Andy did lose too. Back to square one, he thought as he stepped back into a rehabilitation centre.
You may wonder where he went next. He went back to the green field and colourful boats of North Berwick. It felt like a failure at the time. That's where he found Ali. Or rather Ali found him and made his way back into his life. North Berwick was also where Aindreis got the opportunity of a lifetime: working for the observation centre in town. Finally getting to work with the stars, his dream. Which led to a move with his own partner to Kismet Harbor, where he had been offered to supervise the new observation centre, the Stellar Horizon Observatory. He couldn't say no.
Once again, Richard Silken proves himself right. Someone has to leave first. Ali left first. Again. After months of hardships of different flavours, there had been a last straw that Aindreis had missed and he found himself alone, bottle in hand, having to face the world.
















