never nymphadora. just tonks.

white house. mother of teddy lupin, formerly the partner of remus lupin. bigender. give 'em hell, kid.

[fclinc-blog]

“I don’t wanna see rude but…do you happen to have a brother running around here?” It was possible Selina was seeing things, but. “A…cousin? Someone possibly of the male persuasion who looks an awful lot like you, anyway.”

@ofavrcrs

[ofavrcrs-blog]

            tonks pauses in her tracks as the woman speaks, slowly moving into a grin. she holds up a hand. “guy roughly the same size, same hair length, even seems like he’s wearing the same clothes sometimes?” she laughs easily. “i’m a shape shifter love, a metamorphmagus. the man? that’s me, how i -- present, sometimes. don’t tell,” she whispers the last two words into her glass of brandy, barely above a conspiratorial whisper. 

[offsyevg]

           ———– ☠ ❝ can’t say that has happened to me, then again i don’t fall for shit like that. it’s shit i use to do.❞ he said with a laugh, shaking his head. his eyebrows shot up before looking down at his figure. now that he thought about it, he wasn’t has buff as the rest of the bouncer’s he had seen but then again he never had a problem holding his ground.  ❝ you’re right, i am capable of keepin’ my own and knockin’ a few teeth out if need be.❞

[ofavrcrs-blog]

            tonks returns the laugh and raises his wand “accio cigarettes,” he offers, and from somewhere in the close vicinity a pack hurdles towards him. he turns it over in his fingers. it isn’t tonks’ brand, but he’ll make it up to the poor person he’s nicked them off of. he lights one, and relaxes back into it. “where’d you come from? your accent, there’s something not totally american about it, isn’t there.”

[sonofkryptxn]

He allowed the silence to linger between the two of them a moment, taking her all in as she surveyed their surroundings. Clearly she was here for other reasons that had no involvement of him — but it didn’t hurt to try and play his chances. She was quite something to look at and touch after all. The Gecko brother leaned in against the table, tilting his head slightly. “So what brings such a pretty thing like you to a place like this?” he questioned, arching a brow. “I mean, no offence, but you could do better than almost any guy in this joint.”

[ofavrcrs-blog]

                “what brings everyone,” she says, motioning to the stage where a girl is putting on a good show. “are you looking to be the exception that proves the rule?” tonks asks, because why not cut to the chase when you were dealing with attractive people in such a no-holds-barred scenario -- even if the place wasn’t one she’d rather be in. it left a bad taste in her mouth, purebloods and the grimier side of auror work. think this place was skeevy? imagine the magical variant. “tell me something interesting about yourself,” she leaned in at the word, the corners of her lips curling. “and your chances improve tenfold. we can even play twenty questions if you’d like.”

[sonofkryptxn]

Of course Seth had been expecting company at his table, after all, who goes to a strip club if they want to be left alone for the evening. But he hadn’t been expecting someone who didn’t work there. His eyes narrowed for a moment, examining the young woman as she cut in to order her own thing.  “I’m sorry, do I know you from somewhere?” Seth questioned lightly, eyeing her entirety up before leaning back in his seat. He had no intention of sending her off yet, after all she was both gorgeous and mysterious — two things Seth liked in a woman. 

[ofavrcrs-blog]

                 tonks has her eyes on the women, half focused on the little gyrations of hips and the movements of bodies, one against another. -- she’s looking for a tattoo. a name above a hip and so far she isn’t seeing it. ( how many strip joints can one town have? and how many different strippers could jean-paul, the client’s husband, have been sleeping around with? )

                             she glances over. “i don’t think so,” tonks says, leaning back into her seat -- crossing and uncrossing her legs. “i tend to remember a pretty face,” she teases easily. he’s definitely not the stripper she’s looking for, but ( she remembers the feeling of sliding the wedding ring off, when she decided that remus was gone ) she doesn’t mind.

[sonofkryptxn]

   With each sauntering step the Gecko brother drifted into the club, eyes observing the numerous bodies crowding the room. A small grin slowly formed at his lips, finally somewhere he could find some fun. Seth had been through way to much shit, he’d earned a night off. Without hesitation he took a seat at a free table, glancing to the barista approaching him.            “What can I get for you sugar?”            “Whatever’s on tap, I’m trying to remember the majority of the night.”           Seth teased, leaning back in his seat.

[ofavrcrs-blog]

               unfortunate part of being a private investigator -- sometimes you just had to go places you’d rather not. lucky for tonks, a strip club wasn’t that far out of her normal purview. the female version of herself though was far from a regular. no one at the club would recognize her, sussed hair and full face on. she gave herself one last look in the mirror.

                   eat your heart out, weasley boys -- dora tonks cleaned up good.

              she made he way into the club proper and slipped down at the table next to a man, “i’ll have -- actually jack and coke.” it wasn’t like she had a boss besides herself.

[offsyevg]

           ———– ☠ ❝all of them really. whichever one is in need of an extra bouncer.❞ he went everywhere, he didn’t want to work for just once, more paychecks the better. he wanted to be able to help out his family whenever he decided to go back home.

[ofavrcrs-blog]

            “fair,” he mumbles, pulling out his wand and moving the familiar wood between his fingers. he’s not sure what he wants to cast but the ‘always vigilant’ is ringing in his head. “how often does the whole -- give the bouncer a tenner and try and slip past actually happen? i assumed bouncers had to be big lads, but if you get work i’m sure you’re more than capable of keeping your own, scrappy, yeah?”

[ofavrcrs-blog]

            they, they -- inside tonk’s mind is sort of a whirlwind of pronouns. when they woke up they felt like a he so they were, moving easily from one to the other with few cares to the how. by the time they got to lunch he was feeling more like a she so he shifted and suddenly felt right in her skin again. she’d been making visits to the other private eyes in town -- finding out if any of them were willing to cooperate or just play nicely. so it’s noon when she’s knocking on erik lehnsherr’s door and she’s going over what she knows in her head. he’s dating a doctor, he seems to have a higher price point than the rest of them, he’s in the white house.

                                she comes in hot -- waiting until the doors been answered and she can step in to shift so she matches his height, relaxing into the feeling of her bones stretching. “tonks. hullo,” she offers a hand, and her card. “welcome to town.”

@magnetowasriight

[ofalexis]

“Oh…” Alexis sort of wishes her dad was there in that moment. For all of a sudden she felt stressed. There was no way she could make it alone in this town, it wasn’t even that big of a town. “Sure. Coffee sounds good.”

[ofavrcrs-blog]

            “hey hey, no need to look overwhelmed. this is just a courtesy call, y’know. we all do the same thing, jones turned down my suggestion we start a club, but if we’re going to be competitors,” tonks gives half a grin and extends a hand. “tonks. goin’ by tonks lupin these days.”

[abxminaticn]

          ‘ SO i went to a grocery store today — weird thing, they didn’t have pork rinds, which i find unbelievably unacceptable, so of course i called up to meet the manager, he didn’t give me a good excuse so of course i HAD to kill him  —- any who, and i found this whole section that was all GLUTEN FREE, and i’m just confused on how that works so i began to read on the internet —- i can have access to it on the phone, it’s just mind blowing —- and it says the gluten disease or the celiac disease was just invented by a bunch of hipsters that have nothing better to do? i mean, WHO in their right mind would make up something like that? people creep me out sometimes. ‘

[ofavrcrs-blog]

            “i’m sorry to inform you that celiacs and everything are actual medical conditions. people half jumped on the idea of gluten being inherently evil though ( which it’s not ) but it’s probably not worth committing murder over, dude. i’m not even going to touch on the whole murder thing.”

[jemilaiisms]

“i’m really just trying to have a drink by myself unless you’re going to buy me one, cher.”

[ofavrcrs-blog]

              “i’d be happy to buy you one, if you’d like. a little bit of conversation -- y’know.”

[ofalexis]

“—Wait, don’t tel me. You’re here about a case.” Alexis smiled big, forgetting she already had a case file in her hand. “Well you’ve come to the right place. Alexis Castle at your service. So what case will I be looking in to today?”

[ofavrcrs-blog]

              “you are offically the fourth private detective in town. you, me, erik lehnsherr, and jessica jones.” tonks plops down in the chair opposite of her, smiling. “i was curious if you’d want to get coffee.”

[offsyevg]

        ———– ☠ ❝ yevgeny, bouncer at the local bar. ❞ he said with a mere shrug. he knew that his job was nothing special but it gave him some money to his name, and that’s all that mattered to him at this point.

[ofavrcrs-blog]

               he’s not amount to judge, a job is a job is a job as they say and he rolls his shoulders, leaning back. “which bar? this town has a shit ton of ‘em, but it’s a uni town so i really can’t blame them.”

[offsyevg]

              ———– ☠ ❝ then shit, here you go. ❞ he said before handing him the lite cancer stick, a chuckle leaving his lips.  ❝ what’s your name?? ❞

[ofavrcrs-blog]

             everyone always wants a name. tonks hums under his breath as he takes a breath a passes the cigarette back. bad habit ( he thought he’d quit, honestly ) but one he was compelled to. “tonks. i’m a uh, a private eye in town. you?”

[offsyevg]

            ———– ☠ ❝  did you want a hit?? or are you starin’ off into space?? ❞ ( @ofavrcrs )

[ofavrcrs-blog]

           he half clears his throat, hands moving idly in his hair. tonks has to come back down to earth before he can answer. “both?” he muses. “yeah, fuck. definitely both.”

[ofsourwolves]

☀ (tonks)

send me ☀ if your muse finds mine attractive

‘ what’s with all these random confessions today? ‘ @ofavrcrs

[ofavrcrs-blog]

                     “as a town we’ve decided to grow a pair and talk about our feelings.”

[ncmine]

“didn’t realize there were so many p.i.’s in such a small town. jessica jones. we pretty much do the exact same thing, but i’m not looking for competition.” she shrugs. “a drink always sounds good. and hell no we are not starting a club.”

[ofavrcrs-blog]

“the club part was a joke, smooth things over on the chance you went ‘no dice’ on the drink,” tonks assures, carding her fingers through her hair. “there are... three, maybe four of us? you, me, and a guy called erik lehnsherr for sure. lehnsherr’s dating a doctor, charles, charges more than either of us, i’m pretty positive.”

[northerniisms]

“A familiar?” Robb asked curiously, a quick arch of his brow showing his lack of knowledge on the matter. “Familiar and magic? I’m afraid I don’t understand, my lady.” This was such a strange place. The cars and strange talking boxes aside, Robb had only heard of magic in the tales Old Nan told him as a boy and once he became of a certain age he believe it all was nothing more than just that; stories. “Well he’s a direwolf, it’s rare to see them where I’m from as they never usually are on our side of the Wall. We found him and his siblings by their dead mother and took them in as pups, there were enough for one each between my siblings and I. Taken care of them ever since. He is a fearsome one, killed more men than most, but harmless to anyone who means no ill will.”

[ofavrcrs-blog]

            “you come from a different land, so do i,” she explained easily. “i’m a witch, a magical person. it probably sounds... fantastical but the mundane world is new to me.” tonks moves, carefully as she can to hug the creature before taking a step back. tonks’ head tilts and her hand moves to her waist as she pulls her wand from her back pocket. -- think of a good memory. strong and powerful -- before her go to had been a holiday with her family when she was young. now it was teddy, always teddy, the memory of their birth warmed tonks from the inside out. “expecto patronum!” she, for lack of a better term, whisper-shouts.      --      the wolf that burst forth is white and ethereal, moving with the grace of something that doesn’t quite exist. it’s nearly tall enough to look the direwolf in the eyes. “i really like wolves,” she mumbles, patting it’s neck.