#ava is slightly there

[serendipitouscontaminant]

Abbott Elementary + Reductress headlines

#abbott elementary #reductress headlines #i decided to do something slightly different lmao #janine teagues #barbara howard #ava coleman #melissa schemmenti #gregory eddie #jacob hill #somebody pls politely chuckle #screenshots w the comedy headlines

[storgicdealer]

vicagent brainrot: electric boogaloo

thinking that vics hair always weighted them down. that it was nothing but a long, irritating reminder of the potential they had. of the life they wanted. just an uncombed mess of hair, a memory of her vulnerability. a distraction

thinking that vic wouldn't allow to hand themselves into an unknown persons hands to deal with it, professional or not. either way, going to a hairdresser is a menial task that they dont imagine themselves doing. not in this life. not with her path

thinking that they wouldnt want to leave the familiar walls of the corporate's building either. their mind is settled on their task

and yet, they have to uphold an image. an actual, respected authority figure needs to look the part, right?

so, they think of asking a person that they ... believe, could be delicate with it. a person that puts their all into a task. the one they believe could have the skills to deal with such an absurd ask.

they weren't afraid of being denied. and they weren't afraid of asking such things, either. not with this one, at least.

locks of darkened, completely natural hair fall on the cold, tile floor of a cabinet's bathroom, with the sun piercing through a small window and bouncing off the polished surface of a conveniently placed chair.

agent didn't really mind the mess. after all, they do have janitors.

they didn't really care about their locks falling on their arms and vest, tangling with the fleece and small fabric pellets. their mind had completely shifted to an echoing question that they didn't allow themselves to comprehend completely. how did their boss trust them with it?

victim didn't really know the answer to this question, either.

"done."

the gray stick slightly lifted her gaze, focusing on the image in the mirror, for once.

they felt a cold, uneasy absence of matted hairs on their neck. in the reflection, they saw grey puffed locks of hair curling under their chin that slightly emphasized their cheeks. they definitely had more volume in their hair, now.

the hollowhead stared at their reflection for a while before meeting the patient gaze of their colleague in the same mirror.

this was a call for them to finish this endeavour.

perhaps, vulnerability shows itself in more than just one way.

#animator vs animation #alan becker #they make me sick #vicagent #agentvic #ava agent #ava victim #ava headcanons #you have thirteen seconds before this island explodes you right hand man wannabe and you traumatized son of a bitch #head in hands #victim is not willing to think of the possibility of them being vulnerable #here and as a whole #yet this situation makes them slightly doubt that vulnerability is necessarily a bad thing #my writing #writing #fanfiction #my fanfiction #art #fic

[tvheadfalls]

posting oc doodles without spoilers is ez actually i just need to crop everything relevant out lets go

#draws #memento vita #ava #zero #jasper #ivory #blood #slightly. #oc

[crownleys]

There's a bad moon on the rise

Happy Halloween! I wanted to do something a little spooky with the ladies in addition to my costume drawings 💖 It was fun to tap into some fears with them

#the wayhaven chronicles #twc fanart #ava du mortain #morgan wayhaven #farah hauville #nat sewell #twc morgan #twc m #twc a du mortain #twc f hauville #twc n sewell #my wayhaven fanart #i loved the watcher imagery from the end of book 3 so i wanted to lean into that imagery slightly #blood cw #my art

[shrike4]

a

#slightly tweaked their designs 👍 #ava #animator vs animation #ava the dark lord #ava the chosen one #sorry guys this is the only thing i'm gonna draw for the rest of the month #j #alan becker #stickcrow.png

[piratekane]

I feel like 5 + 21 could lead to some delicious angst...

five: please come get me… twenty-one: no one can hurt you now.

The world pulses around her. She can't see past her hands. The air fizzles, buzzing electric in her ears. It's bolts of blue lightning, arcing and splitting above her and around her and biting at her exposed skin.

"Bea?"

Her voice doesn't echo. It gets sucked into the space around her and suffocated. She turns but she's not sure what direction she's facing. Not in Bea's direction, she knows that. Because this place is full of light and energy and completely devoid of Beatrice. There's an emptiness she feels in the center of her chest that gnaws at her. She reaches out, hands disappearing into the blue. They tingle. She pulls them back against her chest.

"Bea?"

A sharp shock rushes through her body. She looks down at her stomach, at the long lightning bolt that's burrowed into her skin. She gasps as it hooks around something burning brightly and pulls. A raw scream burns in her throat as a shard of divinium is pulled out of her. The pain of it makes her dizzy. She falls to one knee as another lightning lash grips a second piece.

"Bea," she gasps, hot tears running down her face. She reaches a hand out into the nothingness. "Please. Please come get me."

~

She's already in the room when the Arc starts to pulsate. Blues and whites pop and crackle as something starts to throb like a heart pounding. Someone shouts but Beatrice doesn't hear it, only the sharp inhale of her own lungs and the roaring of blood in her ears.

She walks closer to the Arc as someone calls her name, feeling the air crackle around her as she gets within arms reach of it. Something catches the tip of her finger, a quick burst of electrical energy, and she frowns down at it as a the Arc's blue light flickers to bright, nearly blinding, white.

It's graceless, the way a figure stumbles backward out of the Arc and falls into a pile with a wet thud that Beatrice feels echo in her chest.

Ava, gasping for air, shudders at her feet as she rolls over. Her hands scrabble at the floor, fingers gripping the concrete uselessly until they find the edge of Beatrice's pants. She pulls Beatrice to her knees, the sharp reverberation of bone against an immovable object nothing compared to the feeling of Ava's fingers slipping under hem of her pant and brushing against her ankle.

"Enough," Ava pants. The word breaks twice before she gets it out. "Please. It's enough."

Beatrice wills herself into motion. She grabs for Ava's shoulders, pulls hard until Ava is draped across her lap. Until she can see her face, blood stained on Ava's temple and the dried tears on her cheeks and the deep cuts in her chest and stomach.

She exhales a shaky Ava and runs a hand down Ava's face, feeling bruises under her fingers. "It's okay."

Ava's chest rises and falls in staccato rhythm, an asynchronous beat Beatrice can't follow. "I can't give any more," she sobs haltingly. "Reya, please."

Reya. Beatrice shushes Ava, holding her closer still. She presses her lips to Ava's forehead, tasting copper and salt. "It's okay. You're okay. I've- I've got you."

"Bea," Ava sighs. Tears still choke her words. "Don't let her take any more."

Beatrice feels her jaw set and resolution resounding in her chest, rung like a church bell. No. Reya won't take any more, she promises. She kisses Ava's forehead again, breathes in the slight smell of ozone on her skin.

Ava is here in her arms, broken. Ava is home, alive.

And Beatrice - whose commitment has always been God before she poured it into Ava's hand; whose always held her faith in high regard; whose pledge herself to a life of serving - she's going to kill a God.

#what it says on the tin #though i doubt this counts as 'delicious angst' so for that i am sorry #there is a slightly promising ending? #warrior nun #avatrice #ava silva #sister beatrice #between my kids and shoveling this took 5 hours and i am not better for it

[trashratsaws]

may i ask for som cho x dark :3 if not its oki

Ehehehehheeh they are sleepover

#digital art #my art #artists on tumblr #rat's sketchbook #chodark #fanart #ava/m #the chosen one #the dark lord #you know what this is slightly unhinged but. please accept it #rat’s askbox #animation vs animator

[karatam]

come back (even as a shadow, even as a dream) [7/10, 4k]

pairing: Ava/Beatrice (Warrior Nun)

rating: M

chapter word count: 4k

chapter summary: Interlude - Ava

What happens in between.

or, Ava came back wrong

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Bit of a more experimental chapter, and yes, the numbers do mean something.

Total word count: 65k

AO3 link

#avatrice #ava x beatrice #warrior nun #ava silva #sister beatrice #fanfiction #the next chapter shouldn't be too far away but I hope you enjoy this slightly shorter update #fic: come back

[pcktknife]

ocs I made whenever it was I started listening to lemon demon

#mycharacters #myart #i dont feel like editing it now but ava's name is Ay-vuh not Ah-vuh so ever so slightly like abra cadabra but not exactly </3 #alwyn + ava are music rivals and were also kinda dating bts but had a bad break up right b4 ava died #liv's a very big fan of ava and brought her back to life for reasons. shes a teensy bit overwhelming #ooough its late no later than im usually up tho ig

[bechloesupercorp]

Bea watching peacefully through a frosty window. Thick snow draped over the landscape, little footsteps leaving tiny dips in the white. Warm mug of tea cradled in her hands as she smiles at Ava, who's tossing handfuls of powder at their kid.

Delighted giggles filling the air, Bea's heart clenching. Ava's nose is pink and the child is shaking with laughter face down in the snow.

Sometimes she wants to cry. Cry for the deprived childhoods they'd both had, but then cry at the life they've built together, the home they share, filled with love and life and- Beatrice could cry.

THWAP. A snowball flying straight into the glass, startling her out of her thoughts. Mischief twinkling in Ava's eyes. "Come join us!" she shouts, hands in the air. If Bea was three, before she learned the stern necessity of self-restraint, she would have done it, unthinking and free.

Ava's dancing now, head tipped towards the sky. If there is a god, Bea would give everything to be them right now, just to see the joy on Ava's face. It's the little things to love.

Sometimes she can still hear it, the biting, "How undignified," of her mother's tongue. But fuck that. There's nothing holding her back now, pulling on a coat and running into the snow.

#mmmm not coherent but <3 #theres just so much love #in playing in the snow #its dear to me ldsajflsdajlf #also what to call those hats 😭 #i deliberately cut a bit where bea grabs a knitted hat for ava bc i couldnt figure out what to call it LMAO #but imagine bea pulling the hat snug over ava's ears #noses pink from the cold #eyes slightly watering #soft streetlights illuminating their faces #stuck for a second #just there and in love #and then child barrelling into their legs and ruining the moment LOL #avatrice #ava silva #sister beatrice #unnamed child again #warrior nun #hcs #boink scribbles

[samscows]

me 🤝 getting slightly obsessed with extremely minor basically one-episode female characters of supernatural. magda, emma and ava. you guys are not important at all. you're irrelevant. you're my one hit wonder blorbos. i think about you all the time.

#spn #ava wilson #magda peterson #emmanatural #emma winchester #i hate tagging her that bc thats not her name but alright #wait just now writing this im realising that they're all slightly sad and plagued by violence that they cannot escape. okayyyyyyyy. #psychoanlyse me

[goldensunset]

i don’t actually think ava kingdomhearts is secretly evil nor do i really want her to be but dang if it doesn’t make for a lot of fun ideas and mental blorbo rotation

#she’s just so interesting she’s so cool i love her #ok maybe i do slightly want her to be evil but ONLY as an anti hero #like what exactly did luxu tell her that suddenly made her turn around #and lead her union towards the battlefield insisting that this had to be done #when she had previously been such a pacifist #what’s with that ‘some things aren’t for you to know’ line #where exactly did she go after that #she’s one of the most interesting characters in the series but as a mobile game exclusive charactsr whose true face has never been shown #she’s simply not getting the recognition she deserves #and like. girl power. this is a fascinating woman just look at her #like there is clearly a lot of nuance in play here and i don’t want any of it to be glossed over #kingdom hearts #kh ava #master ava #mine: kh

[ava-does-dumbassery]

Horus seeing his dead father in the duat

#It was only *slightly* chewed and stamped on don’t worry #egyptian mythology #egyptian mythology memes #Horus #osiris #the eye of Horus #heru sa aset #usir #Ancient egypt stuff #No id #ava has thoughts #Heru

[daisychainsandbowties]

How many times has Suzanne caught Avatrice having sex in the Palmer station AU? Doesn’t seem like there would be a lot of good hiding places lol

luckily for everyone involved this is how the average workday looks on the island

so it’s mostly lilith who ‘catches’ them (by god she’s not trying) and ends up frozen in a tableau as paprika slaps his arms over her eyes and steers her away like she’s in ratatouille

she does end up dazedly putting paprika back in his tank and crossing through the snow to sit with suzanne eating chocolate digestives and drinking milky tea with a haunted expression on her face. suzanne doesn’t ask she just starts telling lilith about Lichtenberg figures and the weather forecast until lilith shakes herself out of it and says something along the lines of ‘i hate them’ to which suzanne inevitably replies ‘no dear, you only wish you did.’

#ava seeing lilith appear as she fucks herself on bea’s fingers. winks until lilith about-faces and leaves #then bea who is understandably distracted frowns slightly. ‘what was that?’ #& ava panics and kisses her because she REALLY doesn’t want to bring lilith into it right now #the real question is how many times does suzanne make bea turn beet red at the breakfast table #with some variation of ‘i miss my wife’ 😔 which always makes beatrice glance at ava and then choke on her muesli #palmer station au

[muffledexplosion162]

I had a random comic idea of Malus tutorial on how to shut somebody up quickly and then it simply hits victim with a frying pan

This idea popped up when I was in the shower thinking about @zkylearnstherope’s Rendezvous comic

#The idea is that it’s #*supposed* to look slightly suggestive #or something and then it’s just #Turns out to be frying pan #victim ava

[hypertic]

Again - Avatrice training AU [part 3]

[part 2 here]

“How is Ava doing?”

It never bothered Beatrice that Mother Superion was so straight forward and in times like this, she even appreciated it, wanting nothing more than to go back to her room, take a shower and sleep.

“She’s made a lot of progress.” Beatrice started, thinking back to their latest training sessions. “I assume she’s settling in quite well, since she’s already gotten used to the training hours and no longer sits alone during lunch.” Beatrice has to suppress a small smile at the memory Ava and Camila teasing Mary during lunch.

“What about her individual training?“ Superion inquired, leaning back on her chair.

“It’s been… hard.” Beatrice admitted, a little ashamed.

“It’s supposed to be.”

“I know that.” Beatrice looked back up, wetting her lips before speaking. “I’m just not sure it’s the best method.”

Beatrice wasn’t one to often question authority, but Superion always seemed to welcome her insight, so she became more comfortable sharing her thoughts with her.

“But it’s working, is it not?”

“It is.” Beatrice admitted. She knew she couldn’t argue against that, the earthquakes that shook the entire building as evidence. “The Halo reacted strongly to Ava’s anger, as you predicted, but she managed to keep it under control.”

“I don’t think anyone at Cat’s Cradle would say it’s under control.” Mother Superion debated, leaning forward on her desk.

Beatrice didn’t reply, holding the older woman’s stern gaze for what felt like hours, before Mother Superion spoke again.

“I admit it’s a hard task, Beatrice.” She conceded, standing from her place behind the desk and making her way towards her. “So I understand if you don’t wish to continue. I will take up Ava’s training myself.”

“What?” Beatrice asked, her voice laced with both surprise and fear.

As much as she hated being the one tasked with making Ava furious every single day, she didn’t think Superion taking her place was the best idea and, even if Ava wasn’t the best student, she didn’t wish her hours of individual training sessions with Mother Superion.

She wasn’t sure she would wish that to anyone.

“I will train Ava from now on and you can go back to your regular schedule.” Superion was testing her, she knew that, a flash of satisfaction crossing her eyes as Beatrice shook her head.

“I’m not quitting.” Beatrice said, surprising herself with how determined she sounded. “I will continue to train Ava, but I would like you to consider using a different method to help her control the Halo’s power.”

“And what would that different method be?” Mother Superion pushed.

“The same method that is used to teach every Warrior Nun.” Beatrice knew that wouldn’t be enough, that she needed to come up with something more specific if she wanted things to change.

“Do you think it would work?” Superion asked, her voice cold and challenging.

“I think…” Beatrice trailed off, giving herself time to put her thoughts in order. “I think that if Ava learns to control the Halo’s power for something useful, like fighting, then she’ll be more willing to train. If she trains with the Halo, I’ll be easier for her to keep it under control in stressful situations.”

Beatrice was amazed that she managed to keep her voice steady all throughout her explanation, with Mother Superion’s piercing eyes on her and the fact that she made it all up in the spot.

It’s not like she hadn’t thought about bringing it up, she did believe that it would be far more useful and effective to teach Ava how to use the Halo for a fight, but hadn’t thought about bringing it up yet.

“If you wish to try, then go ahead.” Mother Superion conceded, and Beatrice released a sigh of relief. However, it was short lived, as Superion continued. “I will give you a week, after which I will test Ava myself.”

Beatrice’s blood ran cold at the subtle threat hidden in Mother Superion’s words. If she failed, if Superion didn’t consider her training to be effective enough, she would be admonished. Not only that, but Ava would be punished for Beatrice’s mistakes.

“Fine.” Beatrice accepted after a split second of consideration, all the worst scenarios running through her head. She sighed, rolling back her shoulders to release the tension that had built up in them.

Without another word, Mother Superion dismissed her, the silence heavier and louder than anything she could’ve said.

#this is slightly more boring because no avatrice but part 4 is ready #i still don’t know what i’m doing #but y’all seem to enjoy it anyways #avatrice #sister beatrice #ava silva #warrior nun #wlw #writing #save warrior nun #avatrice au #part 3