#avery (thread)

[matoitech]

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[lyra-kane]

Just call me Moon or Mina<3

20 y.o | multi-fandom

A fantasy girl from the North magnificent who travels to Elfhame from time to time and solves riddles with the Hawthorne brothers out of boredom.

Bookish favs♡

-Shatter me

-ouabh

-The inheritance Games

-The cruel prince

-This woven kingdom.♡

Bookish bfs:

Aaron warner,Grayson Hawthorne, Jacks and cyrus

[blowingsmcke]

open to: mutuals and non mutuals | females 25+ muse: avery steel (35). lesbian, she/her. a veterinarian in new york with an obsession with her two wolfdogs and a reputation for cracking jokes at the wrong times plot: avery is on her first vacation in years and met your muse at the resort. they started to get along really well and found themselves sitting at the bar near the pool every night, drinking and chatting. can be romantic or platonic, whatever you prefer. you can also assume things if you wanted them to have gone on vacation together instead!

"i'm sorry, i just realized i'm still going on about this," avery says, suddenly stopping herself mid sentence. she's a bit drunk, and has had probably way too many snacks this evening. there's just something about this trip that is making her feel so relaxed, she can't remember the last time she got so close with someone so quickly. "i'm sure it's annoying to hear me talk about my dogs. but it's your turn now. what do you miss most about home?"

[fckher]

OPEN TO: ANYONE

MUSE: AVERY EVANS ( heiress )

POSSIBLE CONNECTIONS: step-/relative, sibling or parent's best friend, bodyguard, stalker or up to you!

POSSIBLE KINKS: faux/cest, daddy, shower sex, dubious consent, voyeurism, oral, stalking, unsafe sex or up to you!

Solitude is her norm, it's what Avery's used to. She's not typically home when her parents are, and they're almost never home when she is. Why, she's never bothered to ask. Their way of life is lavish and expensive, Avery knows that. So if the lifestyle they live requires sacrificing the family from actually being a family, she's fine with that. Besides, it means she's usually alone when she's safe behind closed doors and prying eyes. She likes long showers, scalding hot, enough to steam the room within seconds of her turning the taps. And she's usually in there long enough to run up the water bill, if the Evans family had a water bill. Av's never seen one in her life. Sometimes, she sings. And she's by no means the next global superstar but she carries a decent note and it's comforting. Her hands slide up her naked body, soaped and soaked, her fingers run up through her hair and back down, brushing over her breasts, catching on her nipples and down her flat stomach to her hips and the junction between. One hand reaches out to flatten against the shower wall, holding her up as she slides the other between her thighs. A gentle hum of anticipating pleasure replaces the song on her lips as she tips her head back. Her eyes open, and her head turns to the mirror of her bathroom, and she stills under the waterfall above. "Uh, what the fuck?"

[bloodlaurel]

@stellstells liked for a starter with Avery Hawke.

Could one thing in this Maker damned city ever go right? Avery had lost count of how many times she had thought that over the years.

If it wasn't the mages, it was the Templars. If it wasn't the Templars, it was the Qunari. If it wasn't the Qunari, then it was the Coterie or whatever other band of thugs and ruffians. There was no end. Truly none. Maybe one of these days the whole city would just burn to the ground and she could be done with the ongoing headache that was trying to keep at least some order. Why couldn't her mother have been from Tanterville or Starkhaven?

Now she was in Darktown fighting off thugs who thought it would be a good idea to try and squeeze Ander's clinic for protection money. There was a fool born every minute, Avery supposed. She lifted her greatsword to cleave through the last of the idiots and then she could take the secret passage back up to the mansion.

[ravenspeakmuses]

Avery was a friendly guy, he was also a music lover and there was nothing the man loved more than meeting other music lovers like himself, it so happened that he lived next door to one, Avery would hear him play though the walls and he was not annoyed, he loved it! one thing lead to another and friendship began to grow. And here he was now, sitting with Banks talking, as always, about music.

"So? what do you think?" Avery asks as he finished playing, "Would you think it's weird if I tell took inspiration from the weird shit that happens around town to write that song?"

@glitchfms

[enternights]

𝖫𝖮𝖢𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭　:　the talbot home, after 3am 𝖲𝖳𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖲　:　closed for avery talbot @ichorstained

to  say  that  nathan's  night  has  been  stressful  would  be  a  severe  understatement.  he'd  been  up  late  coordinating  with  the  sheriff's  department  and  preparing  the  stament  he'd  have  to  make  in  the  morning  regarding  alaina  price's  death.  and  now,  this.  as  if  the  night  couldn't  get  any  worse,  his  daughter  got  caught  in  the  middle  of  a  bar  fight  and  ended  up  injured.  “  oh,  sweetheart  .  .  .  ”  he  clicks  his  tongue,  brows  furrowing  as  he  tries  to  figure  out  his next move.  “  no  broken  bones?  no  other  wounds?  come  on,  let's  get  you  on  the  couch. do you want to stay tonight? your room's still how you left it.  ” he doesn't know what to do with  his  hands;  he's  scared  that  if  he  touches  her,  she  might  break.

[backmaskcd]

closed starter for @ambercast (avery) location: the trading post

While the trading post was always busy, it was a place that Prince could just kind of blend in and forget for a little while that they never felt like they fit in properly. Something about them was just built a little different, and they couldn't ever put their finger on it.

They were mostly people watching instead of looking for anything specific when they noticed Avery. Four years in one place still meant new arrivals stood out. "Hey - ponytail." They fell in step with her easily, casting her a sideways glance. "You look a little lost. First time at the trading post?"

[thirtecnth]

@ambercast / closed event starter / avery beck setting: the festival

Benjamin had been wandering around the festival, scouting out all the goods and snacks since Josie and G seemed to be settled in their own booth for now. He didn't want to be overbearing, he just wanted to be sure that Josie would be up to being around all this given her current health. Sighing as he thought about it, he noticed Avery ahead of him, his head cocking slightly to the side as she stuck her hand into someone's pocket... And now that person was just about to catch her doing so.

Fuck. Okay. He made his way toward her, gently steering her away to the side of one of the booths by her shoulders just before she was seen. "Tell me your hand just slipped..."

[mayanoelle]

CLOSED STARTER for @averyherochopra !! WHERE: aurora, before opening

Maya slipped in through the side door of Aurora, catching Avery just as she was setting up behind the bar. The familiar clinking of glasses and low thrum of music from the speakers greeted her, and she found the tension in her shoulders easing as soon as she stepped inside. “Hey, you got a minute?” Maya asked, leaning against the counter as casually as she could manage, but she already knew that Avery would pick up on the tightness in her voice. “I need to pick your brain about something. It’s business-related, I swear, but I might also need a drink while I do it.”

Her eyes darted over to the bottles lined up behind the bar–vodka, rum, whiskey, all potential distractions, but really, it was Avery’s advice she was after. With everything that had been piling up at Latte Love and now that damn call from her lawyer, Maya felt like she was drowning in it all. If there was anyone who could help her make sense of it and cut through the noise, it was Avery. She always knew what to say.

[isabelguzman]

who: @averyherochopra

where: labyrinth

Isabel walks in along side of a person she met outside the bar, making small talk. She leans up against the counter, her gaze raising up to see Avery looking at her. Of course, she was ready for it to happen given the fact the last time she was in here, so was her ex and Avery got a front row seat to it. "You want to ask any questions? You look like you're dying to hear it."

[mctionsick]

moved from here / @luriddaze

Avery's smile never falters as their lips move together. Her fingertips dance down the curve of Zelda's waist almost like she's trying to commit every inch of her to memory. Then her hands settle dangerously low on her back, any thoughts of subtlety went out the window long ago. "Can I let you in on a little secret?" Avery smirks, her lips brushing against Zelda's with every word. "We could have done that like day one," she laughs. "Secret number two is I really want to grab the snacks we ditched in the living room, but I'm way too comfortable here."

[thearcherbrothersx]

Closed starter for @pruricnt / Aaron & Avery

It had been three weeks since he'd last seen her. Three weeks since she'd broken off their engagement and their whole fucking life together in one fell swoop... in a single fucking text. One text was all he'd gotten; no explanation, no conversation - in fact it had been crickets on her end ever since. No one home at her apartment - the one she'd been in the process of moving out of before this sudden shift. No response when he called. No replies when he texted.

Outwardly, Aaron was as he'd always been; no one at work would have noted a difference in his demeanor. Inwardly, he was right at the brink, rage his only constant. The kind of rage that spiked every time his fingers grazed the ring that had been in his pocket since last night when he'd come home to find it on his nightstand. So like any reasonable man, he'd had one of his IT contacts hack into her calendar. She was supposed to be meeting someone at the bar tonight. So he'd made his way there before her, sitting himself in a dark corner with a finger of reposado tequila in a lowball glass before him.

When finally his girl showed her face, he watched with a single-minded focus as she made her way through the crowd, clearly searching for the person she was supposed to be meeting. He remained seated, lifted his glass to his lips, sipped the burning liquid and locked eyes with her over the rim, the heat in his almost hot enough to burn on contact.

[joinmeinenvy]

closed starter @averyxhart // halloscream // anywhere

“Please tell me you know how to handle a heart attack,” Francesca pleaded, half-joking but with a hint of genuine fear creeping into her voice. The character actor in the terrifying mask loomed behind her, his sinister grin only adding to her growing anxiety. “I know it’s all part of the act, but I am so close to a full-on panic right now.” She couldn’t shake the memories of her past experiences—reporting live during a riot, interviewing notorious criminals—but somehow, the sight of this masked man stalking her felt far more unsettling. “Don’t leave me alone, please,” she begged, gripping Avery’s arm tightly as if it were a lifeline. The masked figure waved at her, his exaggerated movements only fueling her sense of dread. “Am I being overdramatic?” Francesca asked, glancing up at Avery, hoping for reassurance as her heart raced in her chest. The vibrant colors of the Halloween decorations felt distant and uninviting in that moment, overshadowed by the palpable tension in the air.

[fadinglights]

continued from here, @velvetdesirez

avery  shakes  her  head  with  a  sigh,  lamenting  her  misfortune.  “if  i’d  known  dating  you  would  come  with  so  much  more  grey  hair,  i  might  have  taken  longer  to  consider  it.”  her  tone  makes  it  clear  she’s  joking  —  she’s  always  known  they  have  very  different  personalities  —  but  her  concern  remains.  “you  know  i’d  just  hate  to  see  you  get  hurt,  right?”

[ravenspeakmuses]

In all honesty it didn't took Avery long to get sweet on Willow, there was just something about her, she was easy to talk to, and there was that sweetness about her that was just hard to resist. He was sitting at the diner, just having some coffee as he thought about what to order, and maybe because he knew she'd be there , and he looked up to notice her, "Hey! how's the best waitress in this place?" he jokes giving her a smile, "I really don't know what to order--"

"So--huh...I got good news, I finally finished that song," he looks up at her, "And! I've got this--project idea sort of? do you wanna hear it? oh, yeah you're working...sorry, do you havve a minute?"

@mystycfics (Willow)