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LOOK: PEAK LITERATURE🔥🔥🔥🐬🌈

introducing andromeda and emery our lovely otp hope you like em

no context you gotta tough it out 😤

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Inside the Miram Mirage, the club was drowning in neon light and laughter. Andromeda twirled through the crowd, her glittering jumpsuit catching the flashing lights of the club. The place was packed, people spilling onto the dance floor, spilling glasses, and laughing loudly, their joy swirling around her like an, intoxicating perfume.

Andromeda lived for nights like this. The energy fed her, and the crowd couldn’t get enough. Her powers thrived in the atmosphere, her presence heightening the natural adrenaline of the club, encouraging people to laugh a little louder, dance a little wilder, live a little bolder.

As she moved through the crowd, she sensed something different. It was subtle, but to her, it felt like a ripple disturbing the flow of emotions around her. Curious, she glanced toward the bar, and that’s when she saw them.

A person, their calm presence standing in contrast to the frenzy of the club. She was leaning casually against the bar, sipping something light in a glass. Her expression was serene, as if the chaos around her barely registered. His long, paper-white hair framed a face that seemed to belong somewhere quieter, like the sea at night. There was a peaceful energy about her that drew Andromeda in instantly, like a cool glass of water after a long night.

Without thinking, Andromeda moved toward her.

“Mind if I join you?” Andromeda’s voice was light, as she slid onto the barstool next to her.

The woman turned her head slightly, her deep blue eyes meeting Andromeda’s with a calm intensity. She smiled—not a grin like the rest of the club, but something gentler, quieter.

“Not at all,” she said, her voice smooth and flowing.

“I’m Andromeda,” she introduced herself with a wink. “You can call me Andi.”

“Emery,” they replied, her gaze never wavering from Andromeda’s. Her eyes sparkled, not with the usual excitement Andromeda fed off, but with something deeper, as if she was amused and knew something you didn’t.

“You don’t seem like the type to hang out at a place like this,” Andromeda said, leaning her chin on her hand and swinging her feet off the stool.

“I could say the same about you.” Emery raised an eyebrow, the corner of her lips lifting in a subtle, playful smile.

Andromeda grinned. “Guilty.”

She expected to feel the rush of energy she normally got from people, but instead, Emery’s aura felt… cool, like the stillness just before a storm. It wasn’t that she lacked emotion, it was just controlled, balanced in a way that most weren’t. There was something else too, something Andromeda couldn’t quite place.

“You’re… different,” Andromeda said, narrowing her eyes.

Emery’s smile grew just a bit wider. “So are you.”

Andromeda laughed softly. “Fair. What gave it away?”

“The way everyone gravitates toward you,” Emery said, her voice casual, like she was just observing a fact. “You’re not just a life of the party, you are the party.”

Andromeda tilted her head, intrigued by the easy way Emery saw through her. It wasn’t the first time someone had clocked her for what she was, but the way Emery said it didn’t feel accusatory or fearful, just… amused.

“And you,” Andromeda said, studying her. “You’re not quite human, are you?”

Emery chuckled softly, it reminded Andromeda of water trickling over stones. “Not quite.”

Their eyes met in an unspoken understanding, the buzz of the club fading slightly around them as they shared a smile. Andromeda was used to intense emotions, but Emery was different. He was grounded, cool, like a river flowing calmly through the madness.

“I have to say,” Andromeda said, leaning in closer, “I’m not accustomed to people like you.”

“Like me?” Emery asked, tilting their head curiously and crossing her legs.

“You’re… calm,” Andromeda said, gesturing vaguely at the crowd around them. “I’m usually surrounded by people who want to get swept up in the energy of a bustling club. But you… you’re steady. You don’t need all of this.”

Emery’s smile softened. “I don’t need it, no. But I don’t mind it either. I like watching people have fun.“

Andromeda laughed. “You’re like the opposite of me, then. I need to be right in the thick of it”

“I noticed.” Emery’s smile widened just a little, a playful glint in their eyes. “But opposites don’t mean incompatible, right?”

Andromeda’s heart skipped. There was something so intriguing about Emery’s calmness, his ability to stand amidst the chaos and remain untouched by it, yet still appreciate it in her own way. It wasn’t that she rejected fun—it was just that she experienced it differently. She didn’t need to be swept away by the current because she was the current.

“Maybe,” Andromeda said, her voice lowering as she leaned closer, feeling a strange warmth bloom in her chest. “I think I could get used to this.”

Emery raised her glass in a mock toast, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “To trying new things.”

Andromeda clinked her glass against Emery’s, their fingers brushing for a moment. The coolness of Emery’s skin sent a gentle shiver up Andromeda’s spine.

Maybe, just maybe, this person could bring a little balance to her world of chaos.

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Outside of the Miram Mirage, the desert-like weather made the night air clear and crisp. The neon lights of Las Vegas flickered behind them as Emery and Andromeda slipped away from the noise of the club. The air was still buzzing with energy, but out here, it felt quieter. The night resonated with a different kind of magic—the kind that lingers when two people somehow fit perfectly together.

“I can’t believe I’m actually leaving the club this early,” Andi said with a laugh, brushing a curl from her face. Her energy, though dimmed from the wild atmosphere of the club, was still electric.

Emery walked beside her, her leather jacket slung over one shoulder. “First time for everything,” she said with a small smile.

They wended down the Strip, the chaos of the city still thrumming behind them, but their path took them toward a quieter area, lined with hotel fountains and carefully kempt gardens. Andromeda, always one to keep the mood lively, skipped ahead, twirling under the moonlight as the mist from one of the nearby fountains caught in the breeze.

“I love this place,” Andromeda said, spinning in circles, her arms outstretched. “All this life, Vegas is like a buffet for me.”

“I can see that,” Emery replied, watching her with a soft smile. She appreciated Andromeda’s bright and carefree disposition. It was the kind of energy Emery rarely indulged in, but in Andromeda, she found it very charming.

Andromeda twirled again, laughing, but her heel caught the edge of a step, sending her off balance. She stumbled backward—right into the large fountain behind her.

Water erupted around her, the cool water completely soaking her shimmering jumpsuit. She gasped, as the cold hit her warm skin. “Oh my god!” she sputtered, pushing her soaked curls out of her face.

Emery, who had been watching the whole thing unfold with quiet amusement, stifled a laugh as she walked over to the edge of the fountain. “You okay in there?”

Andromeda, floating in the fountain, looked up at her and groaned. “I’m fine. Just wet and mildly embarrassed.” She waved a hand in the air, splashing water as if trying to brush off the whole ordeal. “This isn’t exactly my element,“ she pouted.

Emery couldn’t help but laugh now, her normally calm demeanor breaking into a genuine smile. She crouched by the edge of the fountain, offering her hand. “You seem to have found your way into mine, though.”

Andromeda, dripping wet and laughing, took Emery’s hand. As soon as their hands connected, something shifted. The water, which had been cool and chaotic around Andromeda, suddenly became still. The ripples smoothed out, and Andi could feel the water responding to Emery’s touch. The water around Andromeda settled into a gentle swirl, as if Emery’s presence had calmed it.

“I’m guessing you don’t spend much time in fountains,” Emery teased.

“Not usually, no,” Andromeda replied with a laugh, wringing out her soaked curls. “But I think I could get used to it if you’re around.”

Emery’s eyes softened, his smile more genuine than before. “I’ll handle that for you,” They extracted the water from Andi’s hair, and let it trickle back into the fountain.

There was a quiet pause, the night air cool and crisp around them, the sound of the fountain gently trickling as Emery let go of Andromeda’s hand. But neither of them moved away from the edge of the fountain, their gazes still locked.

“I have to admit,” Andromeda said, her voice softer now, “you’re not what I expected when I first saw you.”

“Neither are you,” Emery replied, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “In a good way.”

Andromeda smiled, feeling a warmth that had nothing to do with her buzz. It was a different kind of energy, one that felt real. She wasn’t used to it, but she liked it. A lot.

“So,” Andromeda said, her voice teasing again, “are you going to walk me home or leave me to wander around the Strip looking like watered down glitter glue?”

Emery chuckled softly, slipping her jacket over Andromeda’s shoulders without a word. The gesture was simple, but it made Andromeda’s heart flutter.

“Come on,” Emery said, her hand resting gently on the small of Andromeda’s back as they began walking again. “Let’s get you out of here before you find another fountain to fall into.”

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@porters-fangs (andi’s creator <3)

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