#andromaQuỳnh
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linaxart · 1 year ago
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Andy and Quỳnh in Buenos Aires' marcha del orgullo <3
for @theartguard June's theme, Pride!
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Okay this might be a concept already touched on because idk what happens in the old guard graphic novels, but remember how the immortals begin dream of the new immortal once the immortality kicks in? What if that happens when/if Andy’s immortality kicks back in? Depending on when it is, all 5 of the other immortals might dream of Andy, if she’s separated from Nile, Joe, and Nicky at that point in time. And Andy could potentially dream of Quỳnh having escaped the Iron Maiden before they’re reunited! Andy may be thousands of years old, but regaining immortality means she’s technically a “new immortal”. I would accept any dumb jokes cracked about how she’s actually the baby of the family now bc I think she would get super grumpy about it and that would be adorable and hilarious. Also, I think that Andy dreaming of Booker again could help bring him back into the fold if that’s the aim because man is SUFFERING when Quỳnh rolls up to where he’s staying at the end of the movie.
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lilolilyr · 2 years ago
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Of Current Contemporaries, Teasing Games and Dance
~ Just a short ficlet about two immortals on a night out! <1k, T, no warnings, fluff. Could be anything from pre to post canon ~
Read on Ao3 or continue reading here!
"Will you not dance with me?"
Quỳnh wraps her arms around Andromache's waist, startling her, she almost knocks over her glass from the bar.
"Quỳnh! I hadn't realized you've come back. Have you been dancing without me?"
"Yes, and tried to wave you over, as you'd have seen if you had not been staring into your drink for long minutes without pause..." She presses her nose against Andromache's neck, then her lips. "What has you so morose?"
Andromache sighs. "I cannot get used to this music," she mumbles, turning on the stool to pull Quỳnh into her arms. "It sounds wrong, the instruments aren't following the melody they should."
Quỳnh laughs, melodically and joyful. Andromache gives her a hurt look, but Quỳnh pecks her on the lips before Andromache can voice her betrayal.
"Oh, is it only that? I was concerned you had some actual worry. Oh, my Anh, you always say this, when you aren't used to the new tunes, and are afraid you won't be able to dance as well as you used to because of it. But love, no matter what new or awful music is playing, you are still more graceful than anybody else - but me, of course - so you needn't worry. Now, will you dance with me?"
"I liked it better when I was the one to interrupt you and tell you you are the most graceful," Andromache mutters, but she allows Quỳnh to pull her down and towards the dancefloor.
"Oh, but I knew you would use the opportunity to compliment me, so I only saved your breath and us both the time," Quỳnh says shamelessly, and Andromache has to laugh despite herself.
"You do know me too well."
"That I do, and that is why and how I know you will do well with this, and you will get used to the melodies by next week, and these will be the tunes you will be missing the next time they change in any big way... So, are you ready to believe me, or do I have to find another dancing partner?"
In reply, Andromache pulls her close and kisses her soundly, stifling Quỳnh's gasp with her lips and waiting for her flailing arms to wrap around her neck before she pulls her even closer, body heat noticeable through their clothes and her hand tangled in Quỳnh's hair.
"Ah! You will not have to look for any other partner than me and you know it," Andromache grins at Quỳnh's dazed face.
Quỳnh blinks, slowly licking her kiss-swollen lips, then walks backwards and tugs Andromache the last few steps towards the dancefloor, her eyes never leaving her face for a moment.
"Wicked woman," she murmurs, sliding her hands around Andromache's waist to curl her fingers around her belt. "But you know I can fight the same way, do you not?"
Andromache laughs, delighted by their game of seduction and words, variations of which they have played for more years than they bothered to count and which never grows old for them. Quỳnh is right, too, that she finds her footing in the rhythm of the dance quicker than she had thought, and none of the locals, these current contemporaries, give them odd looks except perhaps some founded in jealousy.
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Hope you liked it!
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I'm currently taking shortfic prompts, send me an ask if you have an idea for a ficlet!
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yuliares · 2 years ago
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Happy CSH Gift Exchange, @vexbatch! For you I bring this art offering of modern Andromaquỳnh, wherein Andy wakes up early to work out, and her girlfriend Quynh prefers to sleep in. Lured by the smell of the most perfect coffee, Quynh will roll out of bed to steal share a morning cup... and maybe tempt Andy back to bed…
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Quynh’s tattoos are based on the amazing work of Kyle Statcher (aka Thiefhands), a tattoo artist in Portland, OR.
That’s the happy ending, but it started like this…
Andy, burned out and disillusioned with corporate bullshit, abandons the city and buys a coffee shop in a tourist town. There, she meets the tattoo artist Booker, and they quickly bond over their shared disregard for the world over drinks. But when bright, optimistic Nile moves into town, she convinces Andy to start teaching her kickboxing in the coffee shop basement, and then Booker’s coworker Nicky gets involved, which drags in his boyfriend Joe, and Andy finds herself with… friends? Best not to think about it. Also best not to think about the stunning new florist across the street. What she has is good, and Andy’s long since lost hope for anything more.
Quynh takes one look at the hot, motorcycle-riding woman with biceps for days across the street - pretending not to stare, pretending (poorly) to give a fuck about latte art, pretending there isn’t some kind of fight club in her basement - and decides she needs to sweep her off her feet. Violently and romantically.
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erotetica · 2 years ago
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set of warm ups! Most important of which are bottom left: andromaquỳnh hugs, and bottom right: Andy’s Had A Grill And I Know So
I do commissions
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Category of the day:
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VIDEOS
So far, not many videos have been nominated, so here's a reminder that the fanwork awards also have a category for them!
You can nominate
Shipping fan videos
Character appreciation
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Join the Discord Server and nominate your favorites - you still have over ten days to nominate in all of the categories!
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lilolilyrae · 4 years ago
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Because apparently tumblr again refuses to show my posts on @lilolilyr in the search tags, I'm linking to my prompt fill for @salzundhonig here:
Backstage - an Andromaquỳnh oneshot
G, 500words, fluff, no warnings
Summary: designer!Quỳnh is organizing her first fashion show, and she is gad that Andromache is there with her.
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laviejaguardia · 2 years ago
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Every time I see a wlw kiss where the ladies look properly horny my lifespan expands +10 years
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linaxart · 2 years ago
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quỳnh 🪷
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lilolilyr · 2 years ago
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16 (feeding you their cooking and hoping you'll like it) for Andromaquỳnh? 👀💓 Thank you!!
Thank you for the ask!
I wrote a ficlet to it on Ao3
<1k, G, no warnings
Hope you'll like it :)
Taking prompts for all my ships (Andromaquynh, Berena, Bering&Wells, J7, Milippa, Mirandy, VanceDaniels etc)
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cinnamonplums · 3 years ago
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I'm having andromaquỳnh clothing opinions. Both of them prefer ultimately comfortable clothes that aren't restrictive and that you could sleep in if the need arises. When they clean up or decide to put fashion a little bit over comfort quỳnh wears sleek suits with bold bright colors and detailed embroidery, very nice dress shirts with a high quality belt and boots. Andy likes to wear a lot of jewelry, nice colorful eyeshadow that matches quỳnh's blazer, nice elegant dresses without sleeves to show off her arms and extra jewelry, maybe heels maybe combat boots depending on the vibe and occasion
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scorchedhearth · 3 years ago
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destroy me w ur angstiest andromaquỳnh hc pretty please👀
for you dear friend i'll do short and efficient, and one i haven't shared on the discord because i don't wanna be kicked out
quynh kills andy when they meet again in the 21st century when they fight but she doesn't know andy is now mortal. quynh spends her last centuries alive hating herself as much as andy because she never got closure on what happened to her and their violent separation nor for andy's end.
Come get your angsty headcanons
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elizabeth-mitchells · 4 years ago
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somehoww i completely forgot to send u a prompt so here u go:
andromaquỳnh making each other flower crowns please?🥺
It’s been some time since Andromache found her in the dessert. Time, however, is a strange concept for both of them. It had been enough time to discover new lands and fight in old wars. Enough time to learn a new language or two, and for Andromache to say with her touch things that humanity could never put into words. Time enough to figure out that it was the two of them against the world, or for the world, or despite the world. Maybe they’d never figure that out. Just like Quynh believed she’d never have enough time to figure out all the shades of green that came alive only in Andromache’s eyes.
Since the day they met, neither of them ever feared they’d get bored of each other. Only retelling Andromache’s life would take an eternity. And they’d already watched some cities disappear but some days she still felt her heart skip a beat when Quynh’s extraordinary beauty was the first thing she found when waking up. In short, they still surprised each other often enough. Sometimes with big gestures or revelations, sometimes…
“I still can’t believe you’ve never done this,” Quynh said.
“I’ve been busy,” Andy replied, not taking her eyes off the work at hand.
“Apologies,” Quynh smiled, “I forgot that before my arrival your days were filled with endless wars, heroic acts, and no rest at all.”
She was making an actual effort to sound like she was making fun of Andromache. But the sight of that incredible, invincible warrior, sitting on a lush green meadow, frowning with the utmost concentration as she made flower crowns… well, there was only so much Quynh’s heart could try to hide.
Andy groaned in response to Quynh’s words, but Quynh could tell it was just an instinctive response, assuming she was being made fun of. She wasn’t exactly wrong, she was only too focused on the small flowers to immediately process the accusation. When her brain finally caught up with it, she looked up at Quynh. There was only a hint of a smile on her lips, an expression that Quynh knew was meant just for her, so soft and easy.
“As if you were any less of a warrior than I am,” Andy said, “I’ve seen you on the battlefield, my love. You’re ruthless, but you’re also just… lazy.”
Quynh gasped and followed by throwing a handful of grass at the laughing woman’s face. “How dare you,” she shook her head, “I just know to appreciate a good day of rest, that’s all. Without me, you’d be dead.”
The irony of her words made both of them laugh. Neither of them could die. Perhaps on a different day Andromache would have stopped to think about the fact that losing Quynh would be a fate worse than death. But, she pushed those kinds of thoughts away and focused only on perfecting the little creation on her hands. She was only interrupted when she felt Quynh place one delicate crown on her head. 
“For me?” Andy looked at Quynh with a bigger smile this time. She received a proud nod from the woman she loved, so she followed her lead and put the flower crown she made on top of Quynh’s head. “Then I guess this one is yours,” Andy’s grin turned just the slightest bit playful, “just like I am.”
She didn’t get to move away very far before Quynh had leaned in to steal a kiss from her. A kiss that was difficult in the way perfect kisses usually were, their urge to smile was too big to maintain the kiss for long. “You’re beautiful,” Quynh told her, laughing a little for no reason other than pure happiness, and pulled Andy back in for another kiss.
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shortdalee · 4 years ago
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Apparently, the big ship names for The Old Guard fandom are Andromaquỳnh and Kaysanova, and I just gotta say, these are the best ship names I’ve ever heard in my entire fucking life.
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non-un-topo · 3 years ago
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Your AndromaQuỳnh/Kaysanova clubbing art... AHHHHH! Queerest thing to ever queer, I love it! 😍
Oh!! Ohhhh!!! Thank you so much! 🥺 I love these queer goobers so dang much, I'm so glad you like it! <33
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linaxart · 2 years ago
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for the amazing, beautiful, talented and also currently my URL twin @lavieilleguarde hatena nhbek barcha habibti, hope you like it 💚
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