#(avery.)

[rowantheboats]

This is slowly becoming a slimeknight blog as I use them to get through exam season and I can’t even be mad I love them so much

[funniestoneist]

my oc AVery redesign :D (slight changes to come but im happier with this outfit lol)

[peachfvzz]

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avery was prancing and posing, completely caught up in the motion of herself. it took her a moment to really process what max had said, the words slow to land. but when they did, the realization snapped across her face, carving a deep furrow between her brows.

"what? no, no! you blew your chance! this isn’t even how it works!"

he didn't get to swoop in and take advantage of their history! stupid, stupid man. grabbing onto her dress, she stepped off the platform so she properly look at him in the eye. "you're shit out of luck, maxipad. keep dreaming."

[c0zys]

open to m / f / nb

" this would be so much better , if you weren't just here for my money . "

[joost--man]

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A circle? In the square factory? How queer! I must consult this with my supervisor immediately.

I GUESS WE DOIN CIRCLES NOW.

[ofdamnation]

muse : avery shields , 28 , bisexual . plot : avery accidently sent your muse a not so safe for work picture thinking they were someone else and your muse sent one back and now they're confronting her about it . possible connections : m / f / nb . posted with beta but can change to legacy if needed!

' excuse me ? ' turns herself in the direction of their voice , scoff emitting her lips . ' i ... i am not a tease , it was an accident okay ? didn't you figure that one out when i , you know , didn't respond to your unsolicited nude ? '

[unkindnvss]

@soaringstill ☾ 'so... when do you leave? what time? so i can be ready.' from sarada uchiha.

he shifts back, looking down at his beloved five year old daughter. she's become a talker, having gone from staying quiet to chatting everyone's ears off just like her mother. he remembers leaving her a few weeks after her second birthday. sarada runs faster than he remembers. a flash to a three year old. clinging to her mother's apron. a four year old. she's slightly scared of him now, a bit forgetful of sasuke's presence. (it stings more than he wishes to admit. but he has to do it.) he's lucky to have naruto, a friend in high places always him this reprieve, offers sarada and sakura protection. this time, sasuke stays long enough to spend weeks with them, memories of his own mother and father painting the same mornings that he spends running with sarada as sakura laughs. it's blissful. it's all he ever wanted. but a scroll comes, a mission calls. he has to protect his family. he has to protect her. sasuke crouches down, meeting her at eye level. of course. she thinks she'll go with him — naturally his daughter is an expert at fighting, likely to be a great hokage one day. a great ally to him. but not yet. ❝ sarada, you can't come with me. ❞ his fingers quickly brush her cheek, trying. he's not gentle by nature, he's learning. picking up actions from sakura, picking up the love sarada and sakura have left her. ❝ i need you to stay here, to take care of your mother. ❞