#avn.starters

[msmaidmarian-blog]

Marian’s life had been completely consumed by work at the library, and when she wasn’t there, she was at home, reading or rearranging her tiny flat. She needed to get out more, both in the sense of seeing people and just literally getting out of the house in general. Up early on a Sunday morning, she stepped out in the crisp morning air - one could smell the first hints of the new season, and threw in her ear plugs, turned her music on shuffle, and headed out for a run. She figured with it being so early, she wouldn’t run into anyone, but she was wrong, because at one point, she was so in her element that she brushed the shoulder of someone, literally running into them. “I’m so- .. sorry.” the brunette heaved between breaths, stopping to acknowledge the person now and scolding herself for not paying more attention.

[scareletxhood]

“No. Nope. Noooo.” Red slammed down her tray and pull the messy apron off as she slammed open the back door of a dinner. “I can’t believe people would be so rude!” Suddenly she looked up and shook her head, the whole front of her shirt was covered in hot coffee and stained with cherry pie. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be so loud... I just had the worst shift at work and I’m feeling terrible.” 

[ycurboo-blog]

     before approaching the stranger sitting at the bench, boo took a deep breath and put on her brightest smile. meeting others this way was something she still found difficult despite being a performer. with a soft tap to their shoulder, she seemed to have gotten their attention. ❝hey-- sorry to interrupt whatever.. it was that you were doing, but I’ve lost something of mine in this spot here yesterday. you didn’t happen to see a tiny journal here, did you?.❞

[lyonhrt-blog]

«  c’mon it’d be fun!  »  she groaned. as much as she enjoyed falling into the same cycle every single day of her life, the thirst for adventure still fresh against her tongue. the smallest pout had painted against her expression as kiara tried her best at the classic “puppy dog eyes” which seemed to work in the beginning. or doe eyes. whichever they thought suited best. but when her looked sparked with an almost desperate twinkle in her eye and the cheeky smile curled against her lips, she knew her small attempt at “cutesy wootsey” wouldn’t work.  «  you never know unless you try this stuff out and what could be worse? i’m not staying home with you and eating caramel corn again.  »     /     OPEN.

[princessxvitani]

Slam. Slam. SMACK. THWAP. 

Vitani punched and kicked, and punched and kicked again. She’d been getting increasingly more angry lately. She channeled that into another punch, her fist connecting hard with the punching bag. Finally she stopped, letting the punching bag swing to a halt and pulling off her gloves and downing half of the large water bottle she’d filled for this. She used to go to the gym but hadn’t been in years. Now she was trying it again. No trainer, just herself. But damn did taking out her anger on the punching bag feel good. And- she couldn’t get in trouble for it. She glanced over to see someone standing a little ways away. “You can use it if you want... I’m taking a break.” She leaned back against the wall. Despite being completely exhausted she felt more relaxed than she had since she finished high school.

[ahhatwoforflinching]

"Hey can I borrow you a moment?” Audrey asked, definitely out of her element but if she was going to be going to more shows at the Thibault then she wanted to look like she fit in. Plus- dressing up could be fun sometimes. “Does this look as ridiculous as if feels?” Of course she had her own opinion, but Audrey felt most at home and comfortable in either her work coveralls or cargo pants. So it was a bit biased by simply feeling a bit out of place. Either way, she thought another opinion could help and gave the person a big, albeit nervous smile.

[apsidedownce-blog]

“what do you do first thing every day?” reading the questionnaire she was filling out aloud, alice hummed a tune of no distinct sound, thinking hard on each number she’d answer before pressing pen to paper, her lips mouthing and whispering as she wrote an unusual answer even the test maker could not fathom. “hmm, well sometimes i believe as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”

[sprvngdoe-blog]

summer is fading in avenir. fall colors are beginning to drop in place of bloom. the warmth is slowly but surely being leeched from the air. and the animals scurry in ready of the changing times. faline sits in the falling sunset, mouth digging into the skin of a ripe peach. she falls back against her picnic blanket utterly content until the wind carries her hat off with quick fingers. she springs up, stumbling over her blanket to chase it. she can only watch forlornly as it lands in chip dip, wilting with weight. “oh no... no, jeez.” she groans reaching to pull it out, lips pouting as she watches dip drip from the brim.