#warrior nun fluff

[spencerreidswhore187]

Take Me to Church

Ava x Beatrice (Warrior Nun)

Summary: Amidst the chaos of their lives, Beatrice finds solace in playing with Ava's hair.

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In the subdued ambience of their makeshift refuge, Beatrice sat beside Ava, the flickering flame of a solitary candle casting an ethereal glow across the room. The air was thick with the weight of unspoken battles and the lingering echoes of their pasts. Yet, amidst the calmness, Ava rested her head on Beatrice's shoulder, humming quietly as Beatrice's fingers gently traced through her hair.

Beatrice's gaze remained fixed, her movements deliberate as she navigated the strands of Ava's hair. There was a certain stoicism about her, a demeanour that spoke of a sister warrior's discipline, even in the seemingly mundane act of playing with hair. 

"You ever notice how we're always on the brink of chaos, yet there's something oddly grounding about this?" Beatrice asked.

Ava, nuzzling into Beatrice's shoulder, couldn't help but smirk at her unexpected insight.

"Grounding, huh? I wouldn't have expected you to go all Zen on me, Bea."

Beatrice's response was a subtle nod, her focus unwavering.

"Call it what you want. It's a distraction. Keeps the mind sharp."

As her fingers continued their purposeful dance, it was as if Beatrice was untangling more than just hair – unravelling the knots of tension that accompanied them wherever they went.

 "They say focus is a weapon," Bea murmured. "And if you can make someone lose focus on the chaos, even for a moment, it's a victory."

Ava, ever the pragmatist, chuckled at the notion.

"I'm all for unconventional warfare. Carry on, soldier."

Beatrice's fingers moved with a seasoned precision, each stroke a deliberate manoeuvre in a silent strategy. Though small and confined, The room was a sanctuary of sorts, shielded from the outside tumult by the quiet exchange between two warriors seeking solace.

"In the midst of battles and skirmishes, even nuns need a moment of respite. This... this is our moment."

Ava, in the embrace of the momentary truce, acknowledged the unspoken pact with a nod.

"If this is a warrior's version of a spa day, I'm all in."

A/N: Thank you for reading ◡̈

[juodojimirtis]

Avalil fluff

Wings. Lilith covering Ava with her wings. Ava rubbing and stroking Lilith's wings. Wings.

Lilith teaching Ava how to do her make-up.

Ava stealing Lilith's clothes (which aren't leather and/or battle gear, anyway).

Them drinking whiskey straight from the bottle on the roof of a church. One of them is a devil, so why not act like devils.

Ava showing Lilith nonsense on the internet, and Lilith simply shaking her head with a small smile.

Lilith kissing Ava's forehead, or tucking a lock of hair behind her ear.

Ava casually sitting on Lilith's lap.

Lilith tracing her fingertips over Ava's Halo scars.

Ava caressling Lilith's scales in adoration.

Lilith teleporting them to the US on Halloween, so they can go out without raising suspicion.

Them laying in each other's arms and listening to music, because neither knows how to dance.

Ava randomly clasping Lilith's hand, because she loves physical affection.

Ava wrapping her arms around Lilith's waist, and laying her head on her chest.

Lilith stealing glances at Ava, only for her heart to skip a beat, as she is so beautiful.

Lilith pulling a blanket over sleeping Ava.

Ava burying her face into Lilith's neck, to smell her perfume.

Lilith nuzzling her face to the top of Ava's head.

Ava playing with Lilith's hair.

Lilith claiming one of her family's estates for them, so they can make their own home (or them buying a home with Lilith's private funds).

Them going om dates in beautiful wilderness areas.

Them discussing books, which both have read a lot of. For once, Lilith actually appreciates her education, as Ava’s passion has sweetened every subject.

Them calling each other "my love".

Avalil Fluff

[juodojimirtis]

This photo makes me think of Ava falling asleep on the sofa, and Adriel finding her.

A small smile appears on his lips, his gaze becoming tender. Exhaustion did catch up to her, at last... His beloved had been pushing herself mercilessly, in every regard, but her studies especially. Even now, she slept with her arm around a copy of the Aeneid. The original text. One could only adore her zeal.

He lets out a sigh. Warmth washes over his chest, as he stares at Ava's face. She looks so sweet, and peaceful. Her lashes are fluttering ever so slightly. Whatever could she be dreaming of?.. Adriel pulls a throw blanket over her, hoping the warm fur would guard her sleep, and kneels down beside her.

"Rest, my beauty" he whispers, leaning down to kiss her temple.

She grumbles, and stirs.

"Ah... I'm sorry."

One eye half-open, Ava lazily reaches for his hand.

"Kiss me" she murmurs.

His smile widening, he bends down again, this time pressing his lips to hers.

[juodojimirtis]

Lilith running her claws through Ava's hair, and Ava just laying in her arms, at ease ❤

[juodojimirtis]

Avadriel fluff ❤

Adriel laying his head on Ava's chest, and her playing with his hair

Ava raising herself on her tiptoes to kiss Adriel on the jaw

Adriel randomly leaning down to kiss Ava's forehead

Ava sitting down on Adriel's lap when he's at his desk, or lounging around with a book, to look at what he's doing

Adriel pulling the blanket over Ava when he's getting up

Adriel admiring Ava's face in the morning light as he gently caresses her face

Them resting in the gardens, Adriel's head on Ava's lap

Adriel putting his arm around Ava, or her grabbing his hand, when in public

Them stargazing, and Adriel noticing how the stars reflect in Ava's eyes, which makes him beam

Ava trying to make Adriel laugh, and succeeding no matter how hard he tries not to

One brushing the other's hair when he/she is tired and/or tense

Them bathing together, Ava leaning back against Adriel to savor the moment

Them laying in each other's arms by the fireplace, or in the terrace of the fortress, with the world quiet around them

Ava excitedly talking about something, and Adriel listening to her with a small, adoring smile on his face

Adriel teaching Ava languages, and politics

Ava introducing Adriel to music and media

Them drinking brandy in the middle of the night

Ava jumping into Adriel's arms, and him holding her close

Ava learning to draw by sneakily sketching Adriel

Adriel playfully telling Ava to turn around, and clasping a pendant on her neck

Adriel using his connections to take Ava on extravagant dates and trips, because he knows how much she wants to see the world

Ava fixing the collar or the edge of Adriel's robe

Adriel writing hymns for the Holy Queen, which are actually love verses for her

Ava getting something for Adriel, and him cherishing the item no matter how nonsensical he could have thought it his

Ava helping Adriel with his disguise before they go out

Adriel fussing over Ava for silly reasons, and her teasing him by calling him her "guardian angel"

Adriel being gallant, like offering Ava his arm, or taking her coat

Ava murmuring "my Angel" before kissing him on the nose

Avadriel fluff ❤

[juodojimirtis]

In an Avalilidriel scenario, Ava would feel completely surrounded by love and warmth. She'd bury her face in Adriel's chest, while Lilith would press herself against Ava from behind. She'd cover both Ava and Adriel with her wing, shielding them. In the arms of her husband and wife, there is no way Ava could ever feel alone.