#ava torres

[novagif]

Match Me If You Can (2023)

[lucy-bradford]

CHICAGO FIRE (2012 -)

– 13x17, A Beast Like This

[stellarde]

Awww these pics are so precious of miranda and Ava 🫶🏻🤍🫰🏻

[leoswritingcorner]

SW October Prompts Day 9: Flying

ft. smuggler jean and princess ava

Not good, not good, not good.

AX whirls its head and beeps in alarm. Jean growls, flipping a few switches along the control panel. “Yes, AX, I know!” She snaps at the droid, frowning when the systems kept blaring. That last hit they took was the worst of them all. If she didn’t get these guys off her tail soon, they’ll be done for. “Damn it, Jasper, you owe me.” She mumbles to herself. And here she thought smuggling was risky business, turns out saving a princess from pirates was a much harder gig. 

“Hey!” Jean shouts over her shoulder. “Princess, you know how to shoot?” 

From a seat in the back Princess Ava looks at her with wide eyes. “Shoot?” She repeats, clutching the armrests tightly as the ship rolls again, avoiding another hit from the pirates behind them. Ava’s cheeks tint green and she closes her eyes tightly. “How can anyone shoot with you flying like this?” She groans, putting a hand over her stomach, willing the growing sickness to stay down.

Jean shakes her head, keeping her eyes focused on the viewport. She kicks a leg out, moving the passenger seat open to Ava’s view. “Climb in and quick, you’re getting a lesson.” She says. Ava looks at the smuggler in disbelief but something told her, Jean was not joking. Fumbling with the seatbelt, Ava dashes quickly for the passenger seat and straps in tightly. 

Without looking, Jean leans over and pulls up a firing control from under the panel. The ship rumbles when another blast flies overhead. Ava stares as several of the pirate’s gunships fly ahead, turning on them. “It’s easy,” Jean explains, flipping a switch to activate the blasters. “Just, aim and then fire.”

“I wouldn’t have figured,” Ava responds sarcastically, blowing a few fallen strands of her hair from her face. Her hands shake slightly as she grips the controls. The ship lurches and Ava gasps, squeezing on the trigger. Several blasts fire from the guns and directly hit one of the pirate ships.

Jean’s eyes widen in impress, as she nods. “Not bad, princess.” She compliments. “Now, just four more to go.” She grins nosediving the ship downward. “Ready?” She calls out over AX’s frantic beeping.

Ava presses against the back of the passenger seat as much as she can, “Do I really have a choice?!” She snaps back, firing again at another enemy ship.

[junkyarddemento]

THE RICKETY MAN

Simply put, a well-made Gothic tale of Horror. With strong acting from Russell Shealy and Ava Torres, filmmaker Cameron Gallagher is able to deliver a suspenseful, creepy film that is beautifully shot. It’s no surprise that this film has done well for itself in the film festival circuit. This is a wonderful calling card for Gallagher, who might get a shot at a feature based on the quality of this work. 

[headcanonseverywhere]

it's been a hot minute since i uploaded anything on here, especially art, so i thought i'd put together this sketch dump! :D

[randomheadcanons]

A blurb.. no editing we post like men

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The drive back to camp was quiet. The fact that they all almost had their brains sucked out and eaten as part of a four-course meal might have had something to do with it. Though, Tally noticed, Ava was particularly quite. She would even go as far to say that Ava was miffed, perhaps. Her answers to anything were clipped or sarcastic, which was kind of fun, considering Ava's bubblegum personality. Off-putting, maybe, but kind of fun.

At a rest stop along the journey back from Kansas, when everyone was bunkered down or asleep, Tally saw Ava get up out of her bed, and walk out of the room. Jasper got up to go follow, but Tally stood up.

"Give me a shot," she said quietly, before shrugging on her jacket. Jasper nodded before sinking back down in his chair. 

Ava wasn't hard to trail. Her perfume wafted through the rest stop, and Tally found her sitting on a bench outside the lobby. The redhead took a seat beside her, and stared at the parking lot. The stars weren't visible with the light pollution of the rest stop neon signs, so she settled for studying how crappy of a park job all of the cars were in. 

Tally considered her move. She wasn't the best with emotions; her's or anyone's, for that matter. She also has known Ava for like two months. Why would she want to bear her soul to Tally? Did Tally even want her to? 

So, to avoid making a decision on the matter, Tally stayed silent. 

The two of them stayed like that for a moment, in the crisp Indiana night air. 

"What?" Ava finally asked.

Tally shrugged. "I dunno." She answered truthfully. "Just seemed like you needed a person who hasn't known you as long as the others" 

Ava released a sharp breath. "Why did you get a pass?" She asked, looking at Tally.

"What do you mean?"

"In the hospital," Ava continued. "Its clear you had something help you out to get out of the cell. Nobody yelled at you. Nobody said 'No, Tally, don't be stupid.' Every time I try and help using my powers, everyone always thinks I'm the bad guy for wanting to. How come you got a pass? Nobody even confronted you about it afterwards. It's bullshit." She huffed, crossing her arms.

Again, Tally shrugged. "Well I did cut of the zoom call before anyone could, so," 

Ava scoffed. "Shut  up. You know what I mean." 

It was Tally's turn to sigh. "Listen," she said, shoving her hands in her jacket pockets. "You don't know me, but... I made my choice a long time ago." She paused. "I don't regret it, don't get me wrong, I did what I had to do." She paused again, searching for the words. "But I also didn't have anyone looking out for me. I was alone, and I didn't have anyone to say they were concerned for me or the decisions I was making," Tally looked at Ava, before standing. "Its so clear that they care about you and want you to be okay. You're clearly so important to them. Make your own decisions Ava, absolutely, but also know you got people who want whatts best for you." 

Tally shrugged. "And you can always tell them to fuck off and do what you want, too," she amended. "Its your call."

Ava considered her words and nodded, still staring out at the parking lot. 

"Anyway, that's enough soul searching for me tonight, I'm going to bed." Tally bid farewell. 

As she walked back to the room, Tally heard Penny's voice.

-what's your angle here, dude-

Tally shrugged as she curled back up on the couch she was occupying. "No angle this time," Tally replied in her mind. "Just supporting, I guess."

-hmm-

Hmm was right. 

[readyallthecanons]

add a little bit of ✨spice✨(1 of 3)

Have a Java thing! The first of 3 spicy fics. Kinda spicy stuff under the cut!

Nobody’s going to know.

Ava quickly looked around the restaurant before bringing her eyes back to the menu. Luckily, most of the people were preoccupied with their food or conversation. Her eyes then flicked to Jasper who was sitting in front of her in the booth and busy thumbing an app on his phone. His eyes met her and he smiled sweetly at her. Nobody’s going to know.

Almost immediately, the low vibrations inside her increased, sending tingling waves of pleasure through her. She clenched her legs together and reached for the glass of water in front of her as inconspicuously as possible. When she raised the glass to her lips, another stronger wave rocked her body, causing her to gasp in surprise. Her wide eyes flicked to Jasper who looked away, though a smile was playing on his lips. This fucker. Ava could feel the blood rushing to her chest, the flush going dangerously close to her neckline. Her jacket, which she carefully chose to perfectly match her dress, seemed like a mistake now as her body felt like it would burn up.

A new particularly nice wave rushed through and it seemed to be blending her brain into mush inside her head. She closed her eyes and bit her lip, trying to regulate her breathing so no one would hear just how insane her boyfriend was making her feel at the moment. It didn’t help that she could sense Jasper’s eyes on her, watching her reactions probably with mild amusement. Just focus on something else. Ava eyes trained on the menu in front of her. What was she going to order? How much would she pay? Just focus on that. Unfortunately, the words started swimming before her as her mind wandered with each rise and fall of the vibrations, her insides instinctively clenching around the toy.

The toy started humming a start-stop rhythm and Ava’s mind really started to wander. All of a sudden, Jasper seemed very present to her. He still had his phone in one hand, the screen displaying the app for the little motor inside her. But his attention was at the menu before him. She was suddenly aware of the pleasant curve of his jaw, the breadth of his shoulders under his clothes, the subtle muscle of his arms. And his hands. Ava pursed her lips together, stopping the moan trying to escape from them. Jasper’s hands, though calloused and scarred, never failed to bring her pleasure. She rubbed her palms against her legs as the vibrations continued. She just knew that if she was sitting next to him right now, he’d trail his fingers up her leg. And she would let him. She would let him snake his hand up, up her thigh, under her skirt...

And as quick as the vibrations had come, they were gone. Ava nearly let out a whine at the loss of sensation but quickly covered it up with a cough and another sip of water. Releasing a breath, she shook out the haze and refocused her attention on deciding what to order.

“Having fun?” Jasper’s chin rested on his hand, an innocent smile on his face.

Ava rolled her eyes at him. “Don’t you know the answer to that question?”

“I dunno,” Jasper replied before taking a sip of water. Leaning across the table, he dropped his voice so that only she could hear him. “I don’t have a vibrator stuck in me.”