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wydfinley:

he doesn’t respond, simply hums back at her as he narrows his eyes. that should say it all.

     Unsure of what to say now, she sits in an uncomfortable silence. But she doesn’t leave.

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wydfinley:

❛ oh. so that’s not going to make you go away ? ❜

      “Of course not!” She pauses. “Why, was it supposed to?”

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      “oh, come on.” girl would tug on the other’s shirtsleeve, shifting her weight in her childlike excitement. “come with me! spending money is always fun - but it’s more fun with someone else - and i’ll even spend some of it on you.” so maybe their group was known around town for being a bit different, for not fitting it, but avery decided that didn’t mean they couldn’t do something as simple as go to the mall. “please, please, please? i really need some new jeans and i don’t wanna go alone.”

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rvncns:

      ronan nods his head, that hint of a smile now fully tugging at the corners of his mouth upon hearing the response he had elicited from the girl. the sound something so joyous that he desired to swallow himself up in it, that pure happiness that echoed between the two bodies for a few seconds. the smile coloring his brims, accompanied by a slight twinkle of amusement in his warm hue, has the crushing weight in his chest lighten up. ‘ yeah, whack ! like that shit is fucking whack, y’know. what’s so funny ? ’ he inquired, the smile still blantly plastered on his mouth. taking a final inhale of the cigarette, allowing the nicotine to consume any left over stress for the time being before stubbing it out on the concrete. sliding his tongue across his dry brims, ronan simply states, ‘ i honestly don’t doubt it. love to see all the ideas that run across that forehead. ’ blinking a few times albeit after his own words, smile dimming due to the inquiry that now hung in the air, the male shrugged. ‘ nothing too important, same ole’ feelings, ’ he confessed.

      “i just didn’t know whack was a word that still infiltrated the vocabulary of my friends.” she explained, nudging his arm playfully. there was something beautiful when he smiled; something that drew her to him - it was probably why her introverted form had befriended him in high school in the first place, if she’d ever managed to catch a glimpse. she wasn’t normally one to reach out, but she would, for the right reason. and among their small group of rag tag friends, she had realized long ago that they were each hidden gems (in her opinion) and she felt like she was lucky to know them - even if they were rough around the edges, and even if sometimes she got caught on those edges. “you wouldn’t. sometimes my ideas are like camping trip and sometimes they’re like dogs in tuxedos. it’s kind of a hit or miss situation going on in there.” she jokes, and purses her lips when his smile fades. she didn’t mean to cause that to happen, but she feels like she has to be that person for ronan. she doesn’t mind being someone for him to talk to, especially if he’s just going to bottle it up otherwise. cautiously, she’d place her hands on his shoulder, comfortingly, breaking their touch barrier more obviously than her previous nudging. “your feelings are important, rone.” she said, rolling her eyes good naturedly and smiling. “but we don’t have to talk about it right now if you don’t want to.”

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wydfinley:

❛ man, i’m so freakin’ stoned right now. sorry for cursing like that. ❜

      “don’t apologize.” strand of her hair gets moved behind her ear. “you act like i’m not totally used to hearing that stuff from everyone.”

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anyone else have a heart thats too soft….. a marshmallow heart…… tempur-pedic mattress heart…. a cotton candy heart…..

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rvncns:

      finally shifting his gaze from the simmering twinkles in the dark blue sky, to trail it over her visage features & taking in her side profile; a hint of a smile dared to color his brims at how she appeared when taking a moment of her own to observe what he’d been previously looking at. however, the moment of admiration dissipated as swiftly as it came when the end of the cigarette sat against the plush of his lower lip once more, inhaling the nicotine & releasing it as he’d done before. ‘ yeah, those damned employees. don’t know whom they think they are, slacking off at a time like this. whack, is what i say. ’ ronan retorted with a hint of teasing in his tone. flicking the end of the butt, he listened to her continue on with her idea — - slightly nodding through it to show that he was in fact, listening. ‘ y’know that actually doesn’t sound like a bad idea, fuck. i think we could all use a little vacation, like hell we never do anything spontaneous anymore. ’

      “whack?” she echoes, in a shrill & squeaking voice, giggles emitting from her moments later. she finds the word utterly ridiculous, & hearing it spill from the lips of ronan is amusing to her to say the least. she finds a grin playing on her mouth & she purses her lips to smother it, resulting in a smirk that lasts for a fraction of a second. “well,” she cocks her head to the side, resulting in her curls tumbling to the side as she ponders his phrase. “i do believe myself to be chock full of good ideas, ronan.” she emphasizes his name playfully, an edge to it that denotes like maybe he’s underestimated her in the past... maybe he has, but she truthfully can’t recall. “it would be nice to get away for a little bit.” she thinks of her scheduling. she’d have to do something really good to make up for it to her... audience. “but maybe we can talk to them about it.” she’s quiet for a long moment, before she looks at him, a little more serious. “you really this worked up about the stars? or is there something else going on in that pretty head of yours?”

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rvncns:

      it was supposed to be considered his ‘break’ between his shift times, however ronan was notorious for taking a longer break than scheduled. which wasn’t that much of a bother to his manager hence the closing shift they were both working, and considering that in a town filled with less than five thousand bodies, not many individuals would be at the theater at this point of the evening. so, when the melodious voice had reverberated off the brick walls, he hadn’t even bothered to trail his attention towards her. ‘ yeah, well ….- and no. a shame that you can’t really see the stars because of all the light in the city, ’ the male admitted, taking another puff.

      “ah, pondering the stars - or lack thereof, i suppose.” she notes, head falling back just slightly to examine them with him. “yeah, well, some of us were hoping to catch a show.. but it would seem the employees are slacking this evening, aren’t they?” she moves, in spite of herself and her own desire for plenty of space, closer to him. the wind is biting, strange for this time of year. she doesn’t smoke, but watching him take drags almost makes her want to, some strange desire she’d always had to fit in (a feat she never accomplished, always too soft and too quiet). “well, the city’s lame anyways, rone.” she tells him simply. “maybe we should go out camping some time, a couple of us. see real constellations out there. i’ve painted the stars but i’ve never seen them for all they’re supposed to be.”

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rvncns:

his breath simultaneously appeared in the air, cigarette lay upon his dry lesser lip as his coated back pressed gently against a chilled brick wall. the cement beneath his ass was equally as frigid and solid, inhaling the slightest on the end of stick for a mere few seconds till he retracted it from his mouth & tipped the end of the stick for any & all ashes to fall. tilting his head back against that very wall, exhaling the intoxicating smoke from pursued brims as his gaze trailed towards the bleak, starry evening sky. ‘ such a damn shame, ’ he muttered to himself.

      floral pink print sways around her knees as she approaches, brown wedges clacking gently against the pavement. she should have worn a jacket, she realizes, because the wind is cold and she has no sleeves on her dress, only thin straps, and the wind is chilly and fierce. still, a jacket would’ve truly dampened her style, and aesthetic was more important to the artist than anything else. “what’s a damn shame?” she asks, intruding as always as she took a seat next to him on the gelid pavement, an idle hand combing through auburn curls as she looks lazily over at him. “the sky?”

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hello everyone! my name is bea and i’m a twenty-one year old from the eastern time zone. i’m super excited to play avery, who is a version of a character i normally play except a little more rough around the edges to fit this lovely plot. please only like this post if you’ve read it. can’t wait to plot with the five of you!

avery halper is no doubt a member of the misfits, the twenty-one year old was considered the aesthete of the group. but now, i heard she's making a living by being a female cam girl. other people have always said that she was the split image of zoey deutch but i just never saw it. wondering how she’s doing.

PAST.

avery was the youngest of three siblings, and was spoiled and adored by them as well as their parents despite them never having much money. her older siblings were employed by the age of fifteen, but avery never worked a day in her life, not even through high school.

known as the aesthete, avery had a true eye for artistry and focused mostly on art classes in high school. in those days, she was an anomaly among most people, known as the introverted, sensitive girl whose hands were always stained with paint.

avery’s mother passed away when she was sixteen, and her two older siblings went off to college, since they’d had a small college fund and a few loans. this left her alone in the custody of her father, and without her mother’s income, time became tough on the two of them. avery ended up willingly giving her father the small college fund he’d saved for her, just to help them stay alive.

at eighteen, the girl discovered her future profession. despite being a virgin (then and now), she always lusted after people, but was too shy to act on those urges. watching an adult film led to her researching how much it paid, and all of her inhibitions went out the window.

CURRENT

avery has been a cam girl for three and a half years, at first working with the shitty built-in webcam on the laptop her father had given her for school work, in the privacy of her bedroom in her family home whenever her father was at work. since then, she’s become relatively well known throughout the sex industry by her new name, missy marie, and she never shows above her lips during her shows.

this sort of fame led to a large influx of money, and the online comments she reads on her website combined with the income give her a sense of satisfaction after living a life of poverty and ridicule beyond her small circle of friends. currently, no one knows her secret. everyone thinks that the money she used to get her own middle-class apartment came from an inheritance from some rich, recently deceased, distant aunt.

she’s also gotten new equipment with which to film and broadcast, and she doesn’t have any intention to stop her career, because she’s at her prime and actually saving up most of her money. however, she still works part time (about ten hours a week) at a local coffee shop, just so no one worries too much about her.

PERSONALITY

avery is a bit of a bitter young lady, believing that since she is a good person the world owes her something for leaving her poor and taking away her mother. she tries not to show this too often, but she has a true why me mentality and believes that bad things happen to her in particular

however, avery is also affable - a true sunshine among a rather downcast group of misfits. even in most difficult situations, even when she’s struggling on the inside, she has a smile on her face and she tries to stay positive. she is innocent, to a certain degree, in spite of how she earns her money. she is a gentle soul who truly loves being around her friends.

additionally, people find her introverted and promiscuous. she graduated high school as a virgin and she is still a virgin, but she’s a hopeless romantic who hopes to find true love to help her lose it. missy marie, her alter ego, is not shy by any means, but when she’s not on camera, avery is meek and shy. she prefers to stick to her small group of friends and she doesn’t get out much unless they ask her too.

OTHER INFORMATION

avery is an INFP, a cancer, and is a neutral good on the morality scale

she identifies as a pan/demisexual

avery struggles with anxiety induced insomnia

she has a white cat kitten amelia and a ginger cat named roscoe

IF YOU WANT TO PLOT, HMU, I NEED EVERYTHING !

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zoey deutch photographed by ben rayner for vogue russia