andromeda tonks @drxmeda - Tumblr Blog

I loved you so much once. I did. More than anything in the whole wide world. Imagine that. What a laugh that is now. We were so intimate once upon a time I can’t believe it now. I think that’s the strangest thing of all now. The memory of being that intimate with somebody. We were so intimate I could puke. I can’t imagine ever being that intimate with somebody else. I haven’t been.

Raymond Carver, Where I’m Calling From (via larmoyante)

#( ted tonks. )#( & the harsh logic of a forlorn woman resigned to being alone. )#( & i'm now so old that my pussy is haunted ! )#avidheart #( nymphadora tonks. )#( bellatrix lestrange. )#( narcissa malfoy. )#[ and lbr. me @ this account. : ( definitely. ]

morning starshine ! the earth says hello. you may have noticed i’ve been quiet lately ( or maybe not man, i don’t know ur life, i don’t know where you’ve been, what you’ve done to survive ) but yeah, i’m closing this account.. i might do a few replies here and there, but as of now, this blog is closed.

it’s been great. this blog means so much to me. i’ve been here for almost three years, and i owe all my happiness to things i’ve gotten from it ; friends, skills, experiences, feelings. and, i love my muse. she’s incredibly important to me, and i’m going to miss her. i’m going to miss all of you. i just wanted to say that i will miss everything about this blog, annnnd i luv u all.

#[ wow :( ]#[ night. ]

when ur grumpy ass muse gets rlly happy and playful bc they are with someone they love ┌( ⌒ ‿ ⌒)┘ when u know that muse and all the other muses ur muse loves die and wreck ur muse 4life ┌( ಠ _ ಠ)┘

#( ooc. out of family. )#[ shOOT ME. ]#[ in other news im on hiatus until i move blogs. ]#[ message me if u want my skype and i'll love u and give it to u. ]#[ also yall knowi am talking abot tonkses and avidheart BUT W/E im cool i m totally CHILL ]#[... lies ]#[ I HAVE NO CHIL L ]#[ and anyway GOODNIGHT I HOPE UR ALL SUPER WELL ILU ALL ]

“Mum…” The rest of the sentence was never finished as Nymphadora Tonks tripped on the doorstep almost sending her face down on the hallway. Groaning she glared at the front door and shook her head closing the door. “Mum?” She had called out while venturing into the living room but no one was there.

It was a truth universally acknowledged, that a man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a housekeeper wife. ( She came across as though she cared in deadly quantities ; this was untrue. She wasn’t bitter, she simply enjoyed internally complaining as she scrubbed dishes, knuckles white against porcelain plates. ) There was much to do ; clean the house, sort the clothes, get dinner ready, and -- time allowing -- go for a walk later. Music floated from the radio, matched by Andromeda’s own humming and slight swaying -- dancing. At the sound of an ugly clattering, her ears pricked and she turned, knowing exactly what bruised legs were the driving force behind a tornado of chaotic collateral damage. “In the kitchen,” she called coolly as she wound the plug chain around her fingers and watched the water swirl away, before splaying her fingers to shake the remaining water. ( Mundane chore-charms had not been ought practiced by her in her youth ; it was Ted’s mother that drilled a habit of harsh physically regimented cleaning into her muscle memory. )

"You’re early,” Andromeda remarked idly as she dried her hands with a cloth, eyes wandering over with anticipation to the door where Nymphadora would crash through. She had come to not expect Tonks to be a steady time keeper, like her father, instead being more unstructured and fluid, like Andromeda herself. “On time to help with jobs, I see.” Her musings were wicked and deliberate teasings, born from affection and bloomed from her mouth because -- secretly -- she was truly a troll.

#( nymphadora tonks. )#[ patty this took me RIDICULOUSLY long to reply to bc im on hiatus ]#[ but i loved it so much that i came back especially to reply !! ]#[ uGH its late so if its terrible i blame.... someone whose not me ..... ]#[ ........ ]#[ donald trump. ]#[ i blame donald trump. ]#[ anyway !!!! this was so cute and i loved it ! thank you so much ! ]#[ if you wanna respond be my guest uvu ]#[ you can pick an era you were thinking about or anything W/E SUITS YA. ]#clumsyxtonks

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Put a symbol in my ask for a character that...

♟ - my muse obeys ♛ - my muse admires ☯ - acts as a foil to my muse ♥ - my muse tends to cling to ☒ - my muse refuses to talk to ☀ - my muse refuses to talk about ☑ - my muse wants to know better ✉ - my muse likes to pester / talk to ★ - has the complete trust of my muse ☢ - my muse cannot stand being around ♫ - my muse likes to get into antics with ? - always manages to confuse my muse ♡ - my muse is crushing on / in love with ☎ - my muse first contacts in a emergency ☃ - my muse has very mixed feelings about ☮ - makes my muse feel calm when around them ✗ - my muse likes to pick arguments / fights with ◎ - makes my muse feel empty when around them ☁ - makes my muse wish they could fix their relationship ☊ - keeps my muse grounded or my muse keeps grounded ! - makes my muse piss their pants / run in fear at their presence ☓ - has scarred my muse in some way ( physically, mentally, emotionally, etc )

#( meme. )

❛ ah, valentines. it’s valentines day today. you know what that means -- !!! ❜

❛ another day closer to death. ❜

#[ she thinks she's funny. ]#( open. )#[ i thought i'd at least have some intense feelings of loneliness or inadequacy to keep me occupied ]#[ but no i don't even have that ]#[ ridiculous. ]

sickfake

fuck yall with your “i want hickies and to nap with him and make out in the bath <3 relationship goals” posts. you know what i want? a smoothie and immediate death.

#( andromeda. )#{ || ** ANDROMEDA ** || }#[ oh my god. ]#death tw #( queue. )

friendly reminder that old age isn’t a disease, and i don’t follow back blogs whose entire premise is “ THIS CHARACTER.... but when they are younger : ) ” old people are already under-represented and purposefully de-sexualised in tumblr media, or not given a voice or respect (unless they are male, wealthy and white, but that’s just irl and not in media/fiction). you wouldn’t do the same with any other minority of character like writing: “THIS CHARACTER... but when they are straighter/whiter/thinner/richer : )”. so, no. i don’t follow back marauder’s blogs who only do teenage verses, or have a teenage verse as a main verse. the actors in the films were too old, yes, but the best blogs in the HP fandom have taken new fc’s to suit this, and have executed their actual verse really well. i’m not saying don’t have a younger verse. that’s fascinating and very fun. i’m not saying you should do/don’t do anything. what i am saying is that aging your character down for the sake of “humanizing” them or because old people having lives of their own is upsetting to you is AGEISM. and i don’t want that shit on my dash.

#( ooc. out of family. )#[ :/ when i look around there are so may fantastic blogs with characters based in their forties + ]#[ what irritates the crap out of me is characters being de-aged. why ? so they are more relatable to you ? or more human ? ]#[ :/. bullshit. old people are humans too. i'm not old at all. im not even twenty yet. but that doesn't mean i can't RELATE to someone ]#[ someone who IS old like drom orrr. claire underwood or rumplestiltskin or regina or whoever. ]#[ regina mills isn't even old lmao but whatever. ]#[ i legit saw a regina blog list her age as ''28'' ]#[ :| ]#[ and it wouldn't be cool if it was any other repressed minority. ]#[ so yeah. if you have a blog with a use 35+ or lol even 30+ then i adore you. ]#[ but as a blog with a muse of 50 + whose female and who keeps getting put into maternal roles by default ]#[ its annoying as all hell. and people are content to ignore it. ]#ageism tw

lesstrue-deactivated20170828

we’re like sid and nancy, loved in the fight. my man’s crazy and his mind is a knife, but i like him - fact, i love him. i can’t get enough of him. he knows only i can save him tonight. i’ve been waiting on your love, baby, for too long now. i thought that i could change you like the others, but i don’t know how. it’s gonna backfire. it’s gonna backfire, baby.

independent therapist oc & independent serial killer oc written by ruth & christl

#( promo. )#( self promo. )#lesstrue #agathophilique #look at what a gorgeous thing christl made ! !#also i have a therapist oc over @ agathophilique #and christl has a serial killer socialite @ lesstrue #THEY ARE GREAT sskgdjksljdh i am havin so much fun uvu #skhjdglsjdg I LOVE IT.

❝ … 𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒂 𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒇 ! ❞

#oflupins #{ || x.: ** PROMO ** || }#( 8) here ya go birty )

malachite

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malachite: what my muse as a child thought they would be when they grew up

when she was very young, she dreamt of being a pirate, or a magizoologist, but had very little comprehension of what ‘growing up’ meant. after her fish were destroyed, and after she killed the dogs with bella, she decided against working with animals, convinced they could smell these deaths on her skin. after these dreams fell away, she wanted to be FREE when she grew up -- but knew she never would be. she would be an aristocratic socialite housewife, so, she did not think about her future very often. the further she progressed into her teenage years, the more she believed she wouldn’t have a future, but not in any way she could express. impulsive as her decision to run away with ted was, once she was gone from her family, she was quite aware that now she would have a life, and she would grow up. into what, she couldn’t be sure, but she didn’t care much either.

#( andromeda black tonks: her motto is 'just wing it' )#( headcanon. )#{ || ** HEADCANON ** || }#{ || ** ANDROMEDA ** || }#( thank you !!!! )#kcdavra

tsavorite and ulexite !!

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tsavorite: if my muse believes in destiny or fate

i think so, but it would be more likely to say she gets overwhelmed with the idea of it. i think she might look back on things and say “it was meant to be”, but she remains to be a very immediate reactor, and when she was younger, she was a lot more impulsive. as she gets older, she is more aware of her duties, more caring for the effects it has on the people around her, and more aware of a feeling of being indebted to a certain path. she knows that if she starts something, it’ll demand to be finished, or finish her. sometimes she carries on anyway, like her fight with severus. she is upset, and she knows it is a bad idea to shout bloody murder at him, but she does, and she loses his friendship. other times are when nymphadora sneaked out of the house to go help remus. it is my headcanon that andromeda heard her going past her door and she stayed in bed, barely breathing and eyes wide open, facing away from the door. she knew she had to let it happen, and while she didn’t know what the consequences would be, she knew it had to happen, and couldn’t avoid that. i think if destiny / fate is interpreted to mean ‘unchangeable future’ then she relates to it by doing actions which she knows will have potentially terrible consequences, but feels compelled that she must let it happen / do it anyway. she can be wrong, of course. it was exactly this feeling that became a huge part of her self-destructive cycle, in that she believes the only thing that matters is that eventually she’ll die, and she passively doesn’t avoid it, certainly. she becomes titillated by the idea of death, terrifying herself to feel something at all.

ulexite: how empathetic/sympathetic/compassionate my muse is

she does have problems with expressing compassion, and is typically quite tough. she was raised not to express her emotions, and generally failed at that. in relation to others, she is surprisingly understanding, but extends very little in the way of emotional support, except she will go out of her way to look after that person in her own ways, ie cooking, cleaning, physical affection. it is different for her children, where she will attempt to solve the problem, or advise them on how to solve it, and it is different with her husband, who she just worries about a lot, and who she’ll listen to, albeit it quietly. she finds it a lot easier to get mad on someone else’s behalf than to be sad for them. post war, she finds it incredibly hard to connect to people in any case.

#alcohol tw #death tw #suicide tw #( headcanon. )#{ || ** HEADCANON ** || }#{ || ** ANDROMEDA TONKS ** || }#( thak you !!! so much !! uvu !! )#monophobi

emerald xoxo B)))

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emerald: how my muse tells someone they love them without words

yes !! i love this question. thank u so much afkadgjdg. but, ahem, aback to the point. andromeda has trouble with expressing affection verbally, it means very little to her, and she had grown up without much affection ever being expressed. when she wants to show her love, she does it with actions. that can be a myriad of things ; collecting her children at unreasonable hours if they need her to ( for the sake of ease, i’m categorizing teddy as her child along with nymphadora, because its shorter. this title would also extend to draco, or any younger muses she feels maternal towards, but mostly just tonks and teddy. ) or when tonks was pregnant, drom insisted that she move back in, even though she was wanted by the ministry at the time. in terms of actions, even though she is a rather selfish person at times, she is incredibly loyal to this forged family she has made, either post leaving the blacks, or post the second wizarding war. she keeps her house incredibly clean, and it is because she values what it means to her : a home away from the blacks, and a place of independence to share with ted and her children. ( she did not enjoy cleaning at first, but found there was a lot of catharsis in it, and eventually grew to love it. even if she hated cleaning, she would have continued to maintain the house in a clean enough state, because of what it means to her. ) she is not very verbal with her love at all, but she is more than willing to postpone a half-made dinner to make someone’s favourite dinner to celebrate whatever it is they’ve achieved. she despises dogs, but when tonks got a scrup, she was the one doing most of the practical caring for it. she considers people providing things for her, such as financial stability, joy, companionship, to be rewarded with these kind of physical affections such as sex, food, cleaning, and any kind of physical tending. post war, she is actually quite promiscuous. in the absence of a husband to look after her and love her, she has a series of one night stands in order to pretend that she can love someone else / someone else cares for her. that is the most unconscious reasoning, the other reasons being that it feels good, that she hates sleeping, that it makes her feel a little powerful. also post war, she tends to be less restrictive with her maternal side ; her daughter is dead, and she ferociously wants something to fill this gap in her heart. she loses her husband, daughter, best friend, estranged sister -- who murdered her daughter -- and so she runs away, once more, from expressing her feelings, instead letting them pent up inside her and explode over things that don’t matter. also post war, she feels extremely suffocated. she cannot talk or connect to people, she cannot bring herself to care about much. she goes outside and drinks and does all of these things to feel something, but it rarely works, and leads to her alcoholism and self-destructive tendencies.

#( headcanon. )#{ || ** HEADCANON ** || }#{ || ** ANDROMEDA TONKS ** || }#( thank you so much !!!! )#( ur the best B) )#donapirata

*Nuzzles your prettiness.* Is this IC or OOC? Noooo, it's both, <3.