ANDROMEDA BLACK

Blossomed roses with blood filled thorns, Beautiful angels with shiny red horns. Infinite galaxies with destructive stars, Flying from bridges into speeding cars. Lonely dark tunnels with light in the end, Feelings of betrayal from friend after friend. Warm sea of happiness with a drowning soul, A forgiving heart with a big empty hole. A harsh stormy night with cold soothing rain, Welcome to the ballad of me and my brain.

[usertoxicyaoi]

dusk till dawn // zayn ft. sia

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# me

[vaememes]

THE    FIVE    SENSES     /      SENTENCE    STARTERS  .

some   may   be   nsfw   and   /   or   be   triggering.   

01    :     TOUCH .

❝ i love this [ FABRIC ], it feels satisfying. ❞

❝ your touch. it leaves me breathless. ❞

❝ your touch is unlike any other. ❞

​❝ have you ever felt anything more comfortable? ❞

❝ feel this. what does it feel like to you? ❞

❝ i wanted to see what it felt like. ❞

​❝ touch it. i dare you. ❞

​❝ you felt ice cold when i touched you. ❞

​❝ you feel warm to me. ❞

​❝ i love the feel of [ FABRIC ] against my skin. ❞

​❝ i love the feel of your skin against mine. ❞

​❝ i would never touch anyone else. ❞

​❝ i love the feel of your hair between each of my fingers. ❞

​❝ don’t you dare touch me. ❞

​❝ i want to feel your lips against my own. ❞

​❝ i can feel your pulse. it jumped. ❞

​❝ let me give you a massage. ❞

❝ you feel like home to me. ❞ 

02     :      TASTE .

❝ i love the taste of you. ❞

❝ i can never forget that taste. ❞

❝ fair warning, it does have a bitter taste. ❞

​❝ no offense, you just aren’t my taste. ❞

❝ can i have a taste of that? ❞

❝ i have yearned for the taste of your lips. ❞

​❝ that tasted pretty good actually. ❞

​❝ it just left a really bad taste in my mouth so no thanks. ❞

​❝ nothing taste better than chocolate. ❞

​❝ i’ve got something you might want to taste. ❞

​❝ i will forever savor that taste. ❞

​❝ blood has such a metallic taste. ❞

​❝ my taste buds are mad at me after eating that. ❞

​❝ how’s it feel to get a taste of your own medicine? ❞

​❝ you didn’t even taste it. ❞

​❝ trust me, you’ll want to taste this. ❞

​❝ i think it has a bit of bitter sweet taste. ❞

❝ so you tasted it, did you like it? ❞

03     :      SIGHT .

❝ i see you. ❞

❝ i’ve never seen things so clearer than i do now. ❞

❝ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❞

​❝ how can you see anything? it’s pitch dark. ❞

❝ i’ve looked close enough and i see you for what you are. ❞

❝ please, just look at me. ❞

​❝ stop staring at me like that. ❞

​❝ get that light out of my face. ❞

​❝ it’s so bright outside today. ❞

​❝ what’s wrong? what did you see? ❞

​❝ you’re scared, you must have saw something. ❞

​❝ what i saw, you’ll never believe me. ❞

​❝ i’ve never seen you before. ❞

​❝ have we seen one another before? ❞

​❝ you see me for what i truly am. ❞

​❝ i didn’t see anything. ❞

​❝ did you see that? ❞

❝ i can’t believe my eyes. ❞

04     :      SOUND .

❝ shhh, i just heard something. ❞

❝ did you hear that? ❞

❝ what is that sound? ❞

​❝ i missed the sound of your voice. ❞

❝ do you hear me? stay away from me. ❞

❝ i hear you, loud and clear. ❞

​❝ i’m sorry, what was that? i didn’t hear you. ❞

​❝ i’ve heard that sound before. ❞

​❝ you didn’t hear anything at all? ❞

​❝ can you hear what they’re saying? ❞

​❝ aw, i love the sound of music. ❞

​❝ i never said i could hear them. ❞

​❝ wait, hear that? something is coming. ❞

​❝ i could hear screams … ❞

​❝ i heard you all the way upstairs. ❞

​❝ you didn’t just hear that? that sound? that noise? ❞

​❝ trust me, you’re going to want to hear this. ❞

❝ please, just hear me out. ❞

05     :      SMELL .

❝ what is that smell? ❞

❝ i have missed your smell. ❞

❝ you smell nice. ❞

​❝ it’s unlike anything i’ve smelled before. ❞

❝ i smell the food cooking from here. ❞

❝ do you smell that? ❞

​❝ how are you able to smell that? ❞

​❝ no offense but it really smells. ❞

​❝ it’s starting to smell. ❞

​❝ tell me, you’ve smelled this before. ❞

​❝ i know that smell, it’s the smell of lies. ❞

​❝ i can smell you from here. ❞

​❝ are you smelling me? ❞

​❝ i missed the smell of your hair. ❞

​❝ i need to step away, get some fresh air. ❞

​❝ do you smell that? that’s the smell of freedom. ❞

​❝ i could never erase your smell. ❞

❝ i can smell the fear on you from here. ❞

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[memeasaurus-promptus]

The First Snowfall Starters

[dcvereux]

memeasaurus-promptus:

Send an icon to:

❄ to throw a snowball at my muse

⛄ for my muse to try to convince yours to help build a snowman in the fresh snow

👤 to drop a coat on my muse since they seem mighty cold and not dressed properly for the weather.

👥 for our muses to go for a walk in the falling snow

👅 my muse drags yours out to try to catch snowflakes

🍵 for your muse to make mine something warm to drink

🏂 for our muses to go out to snowboard/ski/sledding

🎥 for our muses to say “nah” and stay inside where it’s warm and watch a movie or something.

🌁 + any other scenario you wish!

[shwdgold]

[andrcmedaisms]

tedisms:

ted watched her reaction ( and apparent displeasure ) to his suggestion. “ oh, please. everyone does that. i wouldn’t be surprised if hogsmeade was full of rogue fifth years as we speak. what they won’t be doing right now is this. ” his attempt at convincing the other of the game’s value was cut short by an answer. “ you can speak three languages ? ” ted quizzed, evidently not following the rules of the game. sure, the dragon was a bit of a stretch, but his muggle brain couldn’t comprehend knowing three languages.  his eyes narrowed, still perplexed, “ why on earth would someone need to know three languages ? ” no wonder muggle games didn’t impress the younger student. 

“ weren’t you taught languages too ? at least just one other one ? ” she reaches for a cup that isn’t by her side anymore, and completely slumps against him when she realizes it isn’t there. “ it’s some rubbish druella thought was necessary. i mean, who even speaks french and italian here ? i guess she wanted me to go to beauxbatons, but cygnus was so into this slytherin family tradition. a load of rubbish if you ask me. ”  she pauses right after, a slight frown on her face. “ well, now you know that that’s a truth. and me owning a dragon is impossible, the ministry would go INSANE. so there goes that round. what are your truths and lie ? ”

[andrcmedaisms]

♠ ( sends u this because why not!! <3 )

♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc !

at first, she doesn’t quite know how to react to verdandi adjusting the necklace that she’s sure is all sorts of tangled now. she’d made the mistake of forgetting to take it off before practice, and that messes up a necklace like no other. at first she opens her mouth, perhaps to say something that might be a little sharp, but then thinks better of it. there’s no point in being awful to someone that only means to help her - not to mention that it’s rude. so instead she waits patiently until her necklace is back to how it had been prior to practice, and shoots a grateful look. “ thank you. this necklace has always had some sort of significant memory, so losing it due to a mistake would’ve been downright awful. thank you so much. ”

[andrcmedaisms]

♧ / ♦/ ♗ for ted !

♧:  Your muse playing with their hair !

at first. she doesn’t register what that feeling is. it only takes her a second to realize that it’s his fingers running through those dark locks of hers, and she tears her gaze away from the lake to only look up at him. it’s only the two of them now, resting underneath a far too large tree that shields them from the sun, with a view of the lake. “ that feels nice. ” she says it absentmindedly, as if trying to remember the last time someone had run their fingers through her hair. she can’t remember because it simply hasn’t happened to her past the age of four.

♦:  Slow dancing !

“ i thought you said you were clumsy, ” she says, albeit a bit distractedly. it may have to due with the fact of their proximity, and the fact that this is the first time that she’s noticed that ted tonks has eyes that aren’t exactly green, but are more jade. “ you’ve only stepped on my feet once, and i’ve stepped on yours t w i c e. i can’t settle for this. ” she’s breathless when she’s done, unsure of how to react to the close proximity and how she can’t stop noticing new details, like how he’s got the slightest bit of stubble now, and she forces herself to look down at their feet under the guise of refusing to step on him again. for the first time in years, andromeda black is truly and utterly a nervous mess, and all because of a GUY.

♗:  Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap !

they’ve been silent for the better part of the last hour. it always better that way, especially in the astronomy tower. she’d managed to cast some sort of spell that left the top of the tower transparent, allowing them to see the night sky with an unrestricted view. and from so high up, it almost seems as if they are near the stars. “ when i was younger, i used to do this very thing on my balcony, with all these astronomy books i stole from the black library, ” she says rather fondly. it’s a memory that will only ever be just that; because the black manor is no longer her home. “ when i get homesick, i look for andromeda and regulus. ” she looks down at him, at the serene face resting on her lap, but pauses once she notices that he hasn’t stirred once in the last twenty minutes. he’d fallen asleep. so she runs a hand through his hair while she seeks out andromeda or regulus, hoping to feel some sort of familiarity in her new world. 

[andrcmedaisms]

Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes

♕: Holding hands

♖: Having their hair washed by your muse

♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.

♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort

♙: Sharing a bed

♚: Head scratches

♛: Sharing a dessert

♜: Shoulder rubs

♝: Reading a book together

♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)

♟: Patching up a wound

♤: Taking a bath together

♧: Your muse playing with their hair

♡: Accidentally falling asleep together

♢: Forehead or cheek kisses

♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.

♣: Back scratches

♥: Your muse crying about something

♦: Slow dancing

[andrcmedaisms]

andromeda black + relationships !!

her first kiss was given to a french pureblood named antoine. they lost touch three years after, when her winter visits to france were no longer an possible. she stops writing after she realized her owl wasn’t losing her letters. antoine simply didn’t care enough to reply.

she never had a boyfriend. she’d always been slightly nervous when it came to boys, but when she liked someone, she grew slightly silent. that’s a hint, seeing as she’s got quite a lot to say when she’s around someone she’s comfortable with.

her current engagement started once she was in her fourth year. she’d known him since they were children. it was easy to state that she tried to make it all work out. she’d brought him things from hogsmeade. sent him gifts during breaks. tried to figure out WHY he didn’t love her. even thought something was wrong with her. she was heartbroken for quite a bit before realizing it wasn’t her. it was him.

she began to speak to other boys while engaged. she realized she didn’t CARE. she was going to find a way out of it, because they both didn’t give the slightest thought about it. it wasn’t going to happen. 

she began to hook up in the beginning of the year. she didn’t regret it. it was often with the same person. her body was hers, and the rules on pureblood purity and chastity simply didn’t apply to her. it wasn’t as if she’d marry someone with the same rubbish standards.

her business was always kept silent as well. there was nothing andromeda excelled in more than that ; she never wanted others to know what she was up to. it was no one’s business, and it was to stay that way.

reminder that andromeda is also sixteen. she craves love more than anything and looks at it with hope. she has never been in something where both parties were mutually attracted, interested, and in LOVE. 

andy is the brightest soul and she deserves happiness !!!!

[insanely--crazy]

I can’t talk about it because if I talk about it that means it matters. If it matters that means it’s real, and if it’s real that means it’s going to hurt.

I can’t talk about it. (via insanely–crazy)

[moirainedamodred]

[andrcmedaisms]

tedisms:

“ oh no.” ted mockingly echoed. his reaction would’ve been a lot different if the forgotten item had been of more importance. by the manner of her walk and everything before that, ted had come to his own conclusion that whatever was left in the cup was better off in the place it had been abandoned. “ you’re in luck, for part of my responsibility as your new friend is to keep you entertained, wouldn’t you agree ? besides, how can i make this the best night you’ve had in hogwarts ever without just that. ” he turned his head slightly to find her gaze a little easier. “ you must’ve heard of two truths and a lie ? or were you too busy looking through your cousin’s stuff to play muggle games ? ”

eyes are narrowed, if only to see how genuine that oh no can be before she gives up ; she can’t figure out if he’s attempting to be cheeky, and only shrugs it off. she does, however, perk up at the mention of entertainment, and the drunk sixth year lifts her head off his shoulder for the briefest of moments excitedly. but then she hears muggle games and gives an exaggerated roll of her eyes before resting her cheek on his shoulder again. it’s only in that moment where she’s a sixth year, intoxicated off of whatever cheap liquor had filled the cups on the table many steps away. she’s no longer a pureblood slytherin with some ridiculous reputation to maintain ; only a sixteen year old girl that’s at her first bonfire with a guy she’s barely ever spoken to until now. “ you know,  here i was thinking you’d say something about exploring the castle, or sneaking out to hogsmeade. something we shouldn’t do.” now add in a ridiculous huff, one meant to be teasing only before she carries on. “ you won’t figure out the lie, ted, but here we go. i speak three languages, and understand four. i own a dress worth seven hundred galleons. and i had a pet dragon from france. absolutely difficult, right ? ”

[andrcmedaisms]

tedisms:

in all senses of the word, he followed andromeda’s lead, walking as she walked and sitting as she sat. “ if you’ve got ‘quite a ton’, why can’t i just have one of yours, hm ? saves my new friend all the trouble of having to sneak into the boy’s dormitory. ” whether it was down to the fire’s blaze or ted’s lack of know-how when talking to a drunk black sister, he was having a hard time keeping his ‘cool’ ; ( why on earth was there not a spell for that? heck, maybe there was, but ted didn’t know it ).  “ SURE ?  ” he extended a pinkie ( on the hand of the arm that wasn’t being held captive ), “ if this doesn’t end up being the best night of your life, i promise to make it my absolute mission to improve for the next time. happy with that, miss black ? ”

“ one of mine ? ” her eyes widen quite a bit, and she lets go of his arm so she can lean back and take a lingering look at him. “ have you fallen into the tight shirts and sweaters trend that that one ravenclaw unfortunately thinks is flattering ? oh no. i can’t let you fall into that trap. lucky for you, your new friend also likes to look out for her friends, so you’ll only be receiving something top notch. nothing but the best. ” she turns right after, looking for something before pausing. then she turns back, slightly upset. “ i can’t believe i left my bloody cup over there. what am i supposed to DO ? oh merlin. the worst truly does happen to me. ” and with that her hand somehow finds his arm again, and she even leans slightly against him. “  the best night of my life ? you can’t set the bar that high. i’ll settle for the best night i’ve had in hogwarts, just so it’s fair. you’ve got a deal, tonks. ” there it goes. a pink promise to seal the deal, too. 

[andrcmedaisms]

tedisms:

“you don’t know– maybe he has a collection of ‘unwanted-christmas-gift-sweaters’ and instead of being HONEST with himself, he’s storing them to keep the guilt of not liking them at bay. you can’t get involved with that kind of pang of conscience.“ he’d almost forgotten about his sticky situation, remembering quickly after his hand had extended out to reach for the others– instead, with a smooth reassessment, he used it to gesture towards the bonfire, along with a nod. “merlin, am i ready for this type of r e s p o n s i b i l i t y?”

“ and what’s so wrong with unwanted-christmas-gift-sweaters ? i’ve got quite a ton, now that you mention it. ” her words are accompanied by a nudge, and also by a hand tightening around his arm so that she doesn’t continue in stumbling. “ besides, i’m his favorite cousin. i’m sure that gives me closet raiding rights. you’ll have a brand new, tag attached, hideous christmas sweater tomorrow, courtesy of your new friend andromeda black. ” one more stumble and it’s finally over ; she’s finally able to sit, and she lets out a sigh of relief. “ you ought to be ready for this responsibility. it’s HUGE. a make it or break it factor in our future friendship, really. you’ve got to make this count. ”