#convo: avery

[moreferarum]

" are you really fucking rushin' me right now ? " avery asked , lifting his eyes briefly . " or are you gonna shut up and let me work ? " he seemed to wait a beat as if he was waiting for an answer before he dropped his gaze , " that's what i thought . "

[wailingbones]

" who do i have to fuck to get some peace and quiet around here ? " maybe avery was being dramatic even if he would never truly admit it out loud . maybe aspen and the morettis were beginning to rub off on him at this point .

[dancingdanvers1]

Location: sweet nothings bakery Who: @averyxmontgomery

They did the best coffee, Sloane would stand by that until her voice went horse. Sweet Nothings Bakery had been around as long as she had and if she had to be honest it was one of the things she’d missed most while being in New York City. Sure, they had good coffee there but none of it was a patch on this hometown spot - she’d tried enough of them to know. Her caffeine addiction was no laughing matter, at this point her resting heart rate registered as a panic attack thanks to him much was constantly in her system. 

Sliding a couple dollars into the tip jar she smiled at the barista behind the counter who’s rapidly become someone she saw a lot of, so much so they had just asked her ‘do you want the same as normal’ when she’d arrived about five minutes ago. No, that wasn’t worrying, it was efficient if anything. Sloane was saving time by being consistent. Right? Once the mug of black coffee with a splash of almond milk was slid across the counter to her she turned to look around for a table, it was a lull in their custom meaning there were a few open ones she could occupy. That made a nice change. 

Just as she was making herself comfortable at one of the two person tables next to the window so she could be nosey watching everyone walking past (judging their outfits, it wasn’t her fault, it was automatic!) she saw a familiar brunette walk in. Sloane had been surprised by how inoffensive she’d found Avery on their first meeting, the woman was actually very perceptive and reasonable. Plus she didn’t ask too many questions which was always a box ticked for the redhead these days. Plus they had their creative careers in common which helped, there was an understanding there about how much it could consume you. It was because of this somewhat positive memory that Sloane raised her hand in a wave towards Avery, giving her a rarely seen smile. “Avery, hey.” 

[sloanines-fashion]

“I appreciate you coming over, it’s ridiculous how hard it is to be taken seriously in terms of designs unless you have proper photos taken. I mean you’d think working for Vogue I’d have access to the best fashion photographers in the world which obviously I do, but the point of this is that I don’t let everyone around the office know about my want to actually design. They’ll accuse me of wanting to defect from the company which would do nothing for my rep. You’re meant to live, bleed, and die the magazine. Loyalty is everything.” Sloane explained to Avery as she lead her into her spacious apartment, the one she used to rent with her former husband which still held echos of their relationship in the form of wedding photos and holiday snaps scattered across shelves. She kept meaning to take them down but then as if she sensed it might be about to happen her mother in law would show up - the widow was convinced she did it just to make sure her darling boy hadn’t been erased from the couple’s home. “Did you want something to drink? I have all the standards obviously, coffee, tea, water, Perrier, la croix, Diet Coke…” Glancing over her shoulder with a raised eyebrow waiting for a response. @averypierce​

[fairywilds]

"Hey, gotta say, imagining you in a school skirt? That's a vibe," Eitan chuckled, his tone boyishly playful. "I bet you'd look amazing." Eitan quipped with a playful smirk, enjoying the flirty exchange. "So, I guess, we'll just have to keep this up and see where it goes, hm?" He responded, his tone filled with anticipation before a laugh escaped him again. "—Oh, my mom? She's still waiting for me to settle down too, y'know, so she might approve of my heart-stealing mission." He joked, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. Eitan felt thrilled when Avery agreed to the coffee date. It wasn't just her looks that attracted him; he found her wit and charm captivating too. He looked forward to spending time with her and getting to know her better over coffee. "I'll make sure to give you the best sales pitch ever," he continued, nodding in agreement. "Let's meet up at that cool cafe on Main Street with the vintage vibes. Sound good?" Eitan suggested, eager for their coffee and food date.

"oh yeah for sure - i think i'd look great in a little school skirt - don't you think?" she arched a brow at him in competition before rolling her eyes. "i can't wait to see who the cat and mouse is in this situation." avery replied easily, a small laugh leaving her lips. "ohh thats some really heavy flirting, does your mother know you're out here trying to steal girls hearts?" the brunette asked, though her tone was nothing but teasing. "work hard soldier - you make sure you sell the best you ever had." she bit down on the inside of her cheek at his offer, nodding her head in response. "food and coffee sounds nice - where do you want me to meet you?"

[the-inheritance-games]

Lyra at some point in Glourious rivals probably: im so glad were friends

Grayson: *puts ring back in pocket* *slow head turns and side eye* yeah me to, pal

Jameson and Xander:* off somewhere hysterically laughing and chocking* ANSHSDHXNNXNCJCDISJ XXDDDD

[kylarsobsession]

i was talking with a friend about how we both really think dol could use more violence and like...the ideas we came up with...i wish i knew how to mod LOL but i REALLY think this could be implemented and work within the story

i think having the option for the PC to kill unnamed NPCs if they're close enough to a breaking point after going through so much would fit so good in the game. maybe just one or two in specific scenarios so it's not like you're a serial killer but it would add flavor to the PC.

like if you meet certain requirements during a noncon encounter with a random unnamed NPC you can get you the chance to kill them, maybe kyler gives you a knife for self defense and protection at some point, or you just find a brick on the ground or a pipe. but i feel it fits more for spur of the moment so those last two work better

and OBVIOUSLY afterwards you get like, + + + + trauma and stress

maybe different stats give a different reaction, high sadism makes it so it's less trauma and stress? if it's repeatable maybe it stops giving trauma or stress? but I feel having it repeat would get boring and lose the impact.

but I think different outcomes would work!

There's a realization with + + + + trauma and + + + stress for one outcome

a different one with the text "you finally feel safe." With just + + trauma and - stress

Maybe if you've had max/near max trauma and stress for a while you just get text that's something like "you knew something like this would happen." And that could either raise or lower trauma/stress I feel.

also! killing someone would DEFINITELY amp up the horror aspects of dol, with ivory wraith already giving you hallucinations in the library where the students that usually talk about whatever get ivory's glowing text and call you graverobber and thief, you could get them calling you murderer and that could lead into a scene where sydney asks if you're alright, because you look sick you could have nightmares of it, waking up with + stress and/or + trauma. or if you wake up screaming you could get + love + robin's confidence if they run in to check on you. or bailey running in to check on you and offering you their..own kind of comfort. which i will talk more about next! you could get scenes for some LIs/Named NPCs where they try to comfort you if you confide in them, and depending on your stats with them if they believe you and worry for you, or if they think you're just some murderer.

characters I think would work for telling you killed someone (in self defense) robin: prompted to tell them if they run in to your room after you scream due to the nightmare, i think depending on how high/low their confidence is they could be scared of you but still love you, or hold you and tell you that they'll protect you

eden: i think they would be proud of you for defending yourself, but still get mad because you could have gotten hurt or caught by someone (also theyd think it was hot. sorry.)

black wolf (wolfperson): similar to eden, i don't think they'd really get how much of a big deal it would be for you to have killed someone, but they're also proud that you're strong enough to protect yourself

kylar: they'd tell you they could have done it for you, you didn't need to dirty your hands with this, but it's ok. they'll help you. don't worry. (if kylar is stalking you when the encounter happens they could help you hide the body after, otherwise you get a + + crime, but with kylar with you no + crime happens, though you end up passing missing person posters with the person you killed and get + + stress) (also would think you were hot for it)

bailey: they're mean, rude, and sell you off if you're short money, but they do care about you, they always come running in the orphanage when you yell, if you have a nightmare they can come running in, seeing that no one is in your room they can tell you to shut up, but they see your face and this obviously isn't like other times you've had nightmares. your face is different. they reluctantly sit on the edge of your bed (or just reluctantly ask you what's wrong) and you get the chance to tell them what you did, and how it's haunting you and all you can think about. obviously bailey is in some deep shit with what they do, they've absolutely dealt with murder before. they know how it can affect someone. and now two different things could happen. they sigh and walk over to you (getting up from the bed if they sat down) give you an awkward half hug, or they could sigh and tell you that they'll give you an extra day or two to get some money for rent, but just this once.

whitney: when they're in a relationship with you, i really feel they could border on kyler if they were a little more unhinged, with how protective they can get of you (punching someone in the stomach and beating them up and stealing from the person that either has sex with you or just SAYS they'd have sex with you on halloween) but i don't think they've ever done something as serious as kill a person, so they'd think you were bullshitting for a minute, until they see how serious you are, they'd get worried about if someone saw you, if you'd get caught, call you a dumbass while hugging you (sorry im weak to sweet whitney)

pure sydney: they get scared but try to reassure that they're sure it'll be ok, it was for your protection. They'll pray for you. - - love corrupt sydney: still taken aback but doesn't lose any love, says something about how if protecting yourself gets you sent to hell they'll go down with you

AND! i think the PC should be allowed to choke out NPCs during noncon encounters, if they manage to gain control of the situation.

depending on if this is before or after you killed someone the text could change

If you haven't killed anyone, you naturally stop once they pass out. but if you have you keep going until it's a force stop and you get + + trauma + + stress

[blurrypxls]

Corey: So when are we gonna address the elephant in the room here?

Avery: Which is...?

Corey: Whatever's going on with you and Acacia?

Avery: I've got no idea what you're on about.

[moreferarum]

" i actually have no idea what the fuck you just said to me , " avery spoke as he dropped his pen , staring at the other although he didn't know what he expected in the moment . " want to run that by me again a little slower this time ? "

[hvneymelons]

Closed Starter: @averyherochopra at Leandro’s place

With the commencement of school it was almost impossible for the girls to not want to come together and play after school. Leandro had become so used to Avery and her children’s regular presence that the children went off on their own around the yard while the two merely sat on the deck and supervised. Diego held onto Mars as if the sun rose and fell over the older boy. It was heartwarming to witness them having such a bond despite the enormous age difference between them. Despite the distance he could just picture his son naming off all the new insects he collected during their last hike.  Much like his son, Lea sat telling Avery all about the weather system he planned to install in the vivarium in his basement. So far they only had ants living within, but over time he planned on introducing all types of insects and watching nature take its course. It was a hobby he and his children enjoyed even if the set up could take months. “I also think we can get it to adjust weather accordingly on its own. That’s the goal at the very least. I found this guy online who made his own. Much bigger than mine of course, but I’ve been emailing back and forth with him about it.” Leandro, noticing Avery’s glass empty, moved to stand and extended a hand, “Would you like a refill?” They were merely sipping on mocktails as it was rather early and he didn’t like drinking in front of his children, however he enjoyed a fun and tasty drink so he opted for making them virgin horchata. His children’s grandmother had gone through the trouble of preparing and blending the rice for him so all he truly had to do was pour some ice, the drink, and place a beautiful layer of cinnamon on top along with a stick of cinnamon just for the giggles.

[dancingdanvers1]

The way the answer so quickly came to Avery, how willingly she spoke it, made Sloane’s eyebrows pop up in surprise. She guessed it shouldn’t be that surprising that people who were in happy relationships were willing to be open about that. She had to remember that not everyone was as emotionally blocked off as she was because they didn’t actually see emotions as a weakness. They didn’t see a facade as protection or a way to cope, they just…lived their truth. Must be nice. “Well would you look at that, it seems we actually have something in common, pretty sure I’m not able to do anything other than dance either. Throwing all your eggs in one basket can really fuck you over it seems. You must like it a little bit though, I can’t imagine someone with no passion would stick at professional violin from the age of four until they’re…” She gestured to the other, no idea how old she was. She looked both fifteen and forty at the same time - the latter because she came across as mature, not because Sloane was taking in depths scans of crows feet or forehead wrinkles. 

Why’s that? Again, a valid question she couldn’t fault the other for but it wasn’t really something she could answer without exposing herself, her entire story, Ophelia may have chosen to leave the New York Ballet of her own free will but Sloane certainly hadn’t. There was no way for the brunette to know that though. “It’s an industry where a lot hangs on reputation, even if two companies are entirely different entities that doesn’t mean they operate independently from each other.” Was what she ended up offering up, hoping her curt tone might dissuade Avery from pressing further. 

“Ophelia.” The answer was instant, unquestioning. Ophelia made her happy enough that she didn’t miss the stage at all. “Truthfully, violin was something I did because I was good at it—great even—but I was four when my parents made me do it. I love it, I do, but it was never a dream for me the same way it probably was for you. I’m not sure I’m good enough to do anything else,” Avery confessed, not afraid to be honest. She had met a lot of overachievers like herself and it was unhealthy to pretend that they all loved every moment of it. It was hard work and it was ok to occasionally hate it or falsely believe it was their only value.

Her brow raised when Sloane said she couldn’t just switch to another company. Was New York really the only option? Avery couldn’t hide her disappointment. She definitely couldn’t stay in Aurora Bay forever. There was no career for her here and she was never going to force Ophelia to return to New York if she didn’t want to. She wouldn’t make Ophelia go anywhere she didn’t want to—especially so long as that creep was still working there. “Oh… Why is that?” Her sensitivity from before was replaced by concern for the longevity of her relationship.

[xminxvs]

status : closed, avery hart. @averyxhart location : avery's place. time & day : 2010 & saturday.

the moon follows him; leaves rustle over the pavement, his boots crunch those that are unlucky to get under his footing, he continues his stride along the path, it'll eventually lead him to where he's going. down this end of the street, headlights cease to flash past his peripheral vision, he shoves his left hand into the depth of his sweatpants' pocket, slowing his walk a bit... he hadn't called ahead to inform her he was coming over, what happens if she's not home ? what if she has someone over ? gross. he'd sit on her front steps and drink until he gets told to move on.

he's been rattled ever since the first secret had been revealed, surely they wouldn't have anything on him... he couldn't take that chance though, he had a nasty skeleton in his closet which he had been ignoring for a better part of year and bit. it's not going to put just him on the playing field but it might bring the syndicate into play, or they'll hang him out to dry alone... maybe they should ? it'll be an end to donovan's problem.

eyes like a car crash, body like whiplash, he's had a hell of a few days in the reckoning of everything, searching for revenant that is making near impossible to find and can't keep their bloody mouth shut. it was all a bit too much, he's getting less than two hours a sleep over these days. and well the path has led him to his sister's front door.

he stood there with his brown paper bag, containing some cheap liquor he got on the way over here. composing himself took longer then it should have, the only tell are the bags under his eyes but he can easily blame that on work. he pulled his hand out of his pocket, brought his hand up to rap his knuckles on the wooden door. ❝ avery ! ❞ he said in his usual chipper tone, she need not know what is plaguing him as she'll worry.

[persephonyed]

closed starter for: @cigvrettedvet​ !

      the metallic smell hung heavy in the air, red streaks running down her lover’s face and vibrant puddles softly clapping beneath their feet. “it’s done,” the girl muttered, instinctively pulling theo into her chest and holding her tight, hoping the physical reassurance that she did well was enough to melt away most of the post-first kill shock. “you did so good, baby, you were incredible.” the words floated melodically off her lips as avery caressed the other’s hair and didn’t even attempt to hold back her proud grin. “the way you took initiative and used the pain he caused you against him was incredible — you were incredible.” she repeated endlessly. “and now he can never hurt you again, theo. you’re free.”

[girthwindnfire]

who wants a new friend 🫶🏻

[wntrflln]

'  what  the  fuck  ?  ‘  avery  breathed  out  as  he  came  around  the  corner .  ‘  no  shortage  of  gentrification  around  here ,  huh ?  ‘  there  wasn’t  much  avery  could  do  about  it  other  than  complain .  granted ,  maybe there  was  a  lot  he  could  do  but  that  would  be  a  sure  way  to  spend  a  few  nights  behind  bar  and  avery  wasn’t  looking  forward  to  that  right  now . 

[musical-avery]

Coming back from lunch was never supposed to be easy in this place. Or so Avery thought as she came back in with her coffee and took in the packed locale and one of the girls gesturing for her to re-check her schedule. Of course she had gotten bookings while out.. No peace or rest for the wicked. Stepping over to the computer, she took in the names on the list. Naturally, the one with her own last name on it made the girl frown. "Tilly, did you put in the wrong info? Says I have an appointment with myself in five minutes." she prompted her co worker, who chuckled in response. "No silly. Your sister specifically asked for you." she said, making Avery's already non too colorful face ashen further. "You... oh shit." she bit back the urge to yell at the other. She had no desire what so ever to see her sister, much less at work where she couldn't possibly loose her temper and had to make sure no one else was listening in. What the fuck did Aubrey want anyway?

Muttering profanities under her breath, Avery went to double check that her station was clean and set up right before taking a seat in her chair, closing her eyes for a minute and trying to take some deep breaths. Her attempt at serenity was quickly squandered when the bell over the door rang and the redhead in question walked in. Getting back up and walking over, Avery decided to try and nip this in the bud. "You don't need your nails fixed Aubrey. Do me a favor and walk back out. Now."

@aubreymillerx