Allow Me To Be Perfectly Queer

24, she/her, scientist, writer

[pattdork]

Ava: Are you mad?

Beatrice: No.

Ava: So doing pushups at 3 in the morning is just a hobby?

Beatrice just breaths heavily...

Ava: Ok. I'll prepare your favourite tea and you can tell me what's bothering you...

Ava finishes the tea and looks at Bea still exercising.

Ava: do you want something to eat?

Beatrice: You.

Ava: what?

Beatrice * stopping mid pushup looking panicked *: what?

[codenameclementine]

This feels accurate

[codenameclementine]

*Ava and Beatrice, running late to a fancy dinner*

Bea, in a suit, arms crossed, leaning against the door: Camilla just texted - they’re starting mozzarella sticks without us

Ava: I’m ready, I’m ready!

Ava: *steps into the light wearing a VERY low-cut maroon dress*

Bea:

Bea, unbuttoning her shirt: I’ll text Camilla back and let her know we’ll be a while

Ava, raising an eyebrow: we will?

Bea, half her clothes already on the floor: yes, we will

[heartenders-nightmare]

ava: if I can't cause a tiny bit of chaos everyday, I think my body will shut down

[codenameclementine]

In the mood to feel lots of feelings? Want to read about an Avatrice make out session, a crisis of faith, and attempts to heal religious trauma? If yes, then boy do I have the chapter for you

Chapter 9 of my ongoing Avatrice fanfic is up!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[birgittesilverbae]

Sister “I became skilled at so many things just so I would still have value” Beatrice not having hobbies makes me feral. Camila has her music, Shannon had her art, Mary had her cooking, Lilith has her being-a-massive-bitch, and Beatrice is over there like “I have encyclopedic knowledge of the fighting styles of every woman in this convent, and also I have spreadsheets”

girl, ava shouldn’t have to yeet herself into another dimension for you to realize you need a better work-life balance

[dearsheroozle]

ok but i checked and no one reblogged your tags, so:

#no wonder you reached your breaking point the first time someone really invested themselves in you as you are#rather than judging your worth by what you could bring to the table#(teen bea at boarding school like maybe if I’m top of my class maybe if I’m winning martial arts tournaments maybe they’ll let me come home#teen bea devoting every waking moment to bettering herself because that’s the only way she could get her parents to notice her as a kid#teen bea losing herself in the focus and isolation of individual sport)#(adult bea trying and trying and planning a museum heist and /failing/ and losing ava and if she can’t do what’s asked then she’s worthless#adult bea coming undone becoming desperate chasing and chasing and chasing and vehement that Ava thinks she has worth as a matter of course#believes in that and believes in Ava hard enough to power through the fog plague#adult bea who enters the church and flies true as an arrow towards ava comes back to her path every time she’s dealt with an opponent#adult bea heading dead ahead towards her north star towards the space at ava’s side where she belongs) (@birgittesilverbae)

[codenameclementine]

Yasmine, to Camilla, three hours into a surveillance operation of an FBC stronghold: so, this might sound crazy, but do you ever get the feeling that Beatrice and Ava are… more than just friends? I mean, have you seen the way they look at each other?

Camilla, knowing full well that Ava had volunteered for “archive research duty” today with Beatrice because she wanted to see if they could fuck in the back of a convent library and not get caught: you know, I think you might be onto something there

[kchzndrvh]

the thing about beatrice and lilith also is that its easy to watch lilith for five minutes and go Oh There Is Something Wrong With You and beatrice just moves quietly along, steady and proper and very pretty

until you watch her enter a speed competition with a stick against a man with a gun and four shots and win

until you watch her say "i became skilled at so many things just so i would still have value"

until you watch vincent pick tranquilizing her first over a girl with literal divine powers that include superspeed and phasing

until you watch her singlehandedly track ava across madrid by attacking and impersonating cops in the middle of a plague

and you really just have to conclude that, Oh, there is also something very wrong with you

[littlestarlost]

we stan an overcompensating queen

[codenameclementine]

Jillian, stitching up Beatrice’s arm wound after a fight: I didn’t know you had tattoos, Beatrice

Camilla, from the corner: she has three - arm, back of the neck, and ankle

Ava: she has five actually

Camilla: what

Ava: what

[codenameclementine]

Soft kisses, pancakes, card games, new love 🥰 Chapter 8 of my ongoing Avatrice fanfic (season 2 but gayer) is officially up!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[littlestarlost]

Ava: I brought home the knives you wanted Beatrice: ...these are from IKEA Ava: Yes, the Lesbian Capital of the World Beatrice: That's not remotely true Ava: You say that but you refused to come with me and so you could not see it for yourself, the promised lands of CKAZYU and BZRJ Beatrice: Neither of those are real IKEA product names Ava: You don't know that either Beatrice: Yes I do, I've seen the full catalog Ava: They still make a paper catalog? Beatrice: You have to special order it from the app Ava: And you did that instead of just looking at all the stuff in the app? Beatrice: The point is, these knives are garbage Ava: I don't know about that, you haven't even tried them yet. Worst case I can return them Beatrice: Oh, no, IKEA is very particular about knife returns. They have a black light. Ava: To check for animal blood?! Beatrice, flashing back to the time Shannon took them demon-hunting during the back to school sale: Sure.

[tiredwriter888]

Ava: I love Bea so much, but she doesn’t understand pop culture, like at all.

Camila:

Camila: So just teach her…?

Later:

Ava: *makes a mess of the kitchen*

Bea, very seriously: Darling, how can I be expected to live laugh love in these conditions?

Camila: *chokes on water*

[codenameclementine]

Lmaoooo i can see this happening tho 😂😂

[westenraskiss]

Beatrice rarely lost control of her words, not even when she should, especially not when she should.

First time Beatrice whimpered oh God during sex, Ava—suddenly overflowing with a heady blend of love and lust and longing—almost faltered. Up till that point, it’d been fuck, Ava and yes, Ava. This took both of them by surprise.

The second time it happened, a loud oh my fucking God, Beatrice froze. Ava leaned down and kissed her on the cheek, murmuring sweet nothings, telling her not God, it’s just me, your boring old Ava.

The third time was different. They were trying out some of the kinkier things, and the oh Jesus Christ just slipped out in time of Ava’s thrusting.

This time, Beatrice didn’t hesitate before saying it again, deliberately making sure Ava’s registered it. Of course she did.

Ava, in an attempt to coax it out again, wrapped her fingers gently on Beatrice’s pretty neck, and purred in her ear sweetheart, not even His dad can save you now.

Beatrice had never cummed that hard in her life.

[codenameclementine]

Holy shit this is SO good

[westenraskiss]

Beatrice: darling, I have a zoom meeting in ten minutes

Ava: oh, no, not again

Beatrice: please, I have to look good for this

Ava: okay, fine

The Halo: *lights up*

Ava: I’m ordering you a ring light now, so I don’t have to do this ever again

[codenameclementine]

I just CACKLED aloud to myself lmao

[icameisawicancellednetflix]

Hit another milestone 105k on the petition! We should give it a bit more love today - please sign & share if you haven’t already.

Tagging other fandoms - let me know if there’s a petition we can sign in exchange. We’re all in this fight together!

[avocadosockz]

this is the plot of warrior nun

[codenameclementine]

Chapter 7 is up! Spoiler alert: they FINALLY kiss in this one 😊 also featuring: jealous Ava, drunk Beatrice, protective and badass Beatrice, some hurt/comfort, and just a lot of two idiots head over heels for one another :)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[codenameclementine]

Camilla, at the breakfast table, knowing exactly what she’s saying: so, 2am seemed like the right time to rearrange the furniture, hmm?

Beatrice: chokes on her orange juice

Ava: Camilla, how dare you? Beatrice has taken vows and we both respect them.

*later*

Ava: we should probably fix the springboard

Beatrice: or we could just try being quieter

Ava: quieter? Why? We’re having too much fun disrespecting your vows

Ava, reconsidering: you’re right, let’s fuck in the shower instead

Note: I’m reserving the right to potentially use this dialogue in my ongoing Avatrice fanfic lol (A Crown of Violets on ao3)