#Warrior nun season 2

[foryourmajesty]

have some more warrior nun pirate AU

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[trupicamasncai]

IT'S COMING!!!!!!!!!

[this-blog-needs-a-new-name]

Oh…

[call-me-maggie13]

Beatrice doubts she’s ever been so nervous. Her head is spinning and she fidgets with the bundle in her hands, brown paper crinkling as she tugs softly on the tiny yellow bow wrapped around it.

She hesitates on the front step, considers tossing the bouquet into the bin closest to her and running the opposite direction. This is possibly the worst decision of her entire life. Completely unprompted. She should’ve consulted Shannon.

"Oh." Ava pauses in the doorway, one foot on the stone steps mere inches away from Beatrice. "Were you…"

Beatrice feels her face burn when Ava’s eyes settle on the red tulips in her arms. Eleven red and a single yellow tulip.

Red tulips. A declaration of love.

"Mama, move it!" Diana pushes through Ava’s legs, stumbling into the daylight like a newborn deer, squinting against the sun until her eyes adjust and she recognizes Beatrice, grinning and leaping into her. "Papa!"

Beatrice can’t look away from Ava, she’s analyzing every micro expression that passes over her face. Ava knows what it means. Perhaps Valentine’s Day isn’t the time for this. Beatrice should’ve waited.

"Papa!" Diana yanks on Beatrice’s coattail, pointing to the brown paper bundle in her arms. "What’s it?"

Beatrice forces herself to thaw, heart pounding against her ribs as she swallows it from the back of her throat.

"It’s a gift. For you and… and your mama." Finally, Ava lifts her eyes, cheeks pink and lips parted. Beatrice fumbles over the flowers, trying to find the yellow tulip to tug free for Diana. But she doesn’t look away from Ava.

Beatrice had really hoped to catch them while Diana was still napping so she would have time to process before attending to the little girl. In fact, she probably had arrived while Diana was napping but she’d spent so long doubting herself that Diana had awoken.

Diana takes her flower from Beatrice, inspects it quietly before extending it for Ava to admire.

Beatrice hadn’t meant to declare her love for Ava in the snowy, winter air. She hadn’t meant for it to be a grand gesture. It was meant for Ava alone. For her and Ava.

She’d had a speech prepared for Ava’s tiny entryway, her stained linoleum tiles, her crayon colored walls.

I’m yours. She had wanted to say. For as long as you’ll have me.

Beatrice offers the remaining bouquet to Ava, extending them for Ava to either accept or deny. Waiting for Ava to either accept her or turn her away.

The next second moves impossibly slow. Ava steps toward the tulips, hand reaching to brush their petals before moving away. Beatrice’s heart falls, sinking deep into her stomach. Ava has been considering the best way to reject her. Beatrice has read too deep into their interactions. She’s misinterpreted and ruined everything and -

Oh.

Ava’s lips are soft and warm against hers, tender and tentative. Beatrice’s mind has barely processed what was happening before Ava is pulling away, apologies clouding the minuscule space between them until Beatrice surges forward and they crash together again.

They haven’t kissed since they returned from Christmas. Beatrice isn’t certain why, not a single moment has passed that she hasn’t thought about kissing Ava. The thought had overtaken her, pulsed deep in her veins until she’d had to pull away, little by little, creating a chasm between them. A chasm flowing with anxiety and worry.

She’s not certain what she’d ever fret over before because this might the only thing Beatrice had ever been certain of in her life.

They’re only pulled apart by a high whine from Diana, a cry of boredom and annoyance. Even then, they linger in each other, noses brushing and breath mixing.

Beatrice still hasn’t found the words she’d rehearsed previously, only four she hadn’t considered tumble past her lips into the shared air betwixt them.

"Will you be mine?" The uncertainty lingers only a moment before Ava pulls away to giggle, nodding rapidly and blushing deeply. She flings her arms around Beatrice’s neck and buries her nose there, effectively knocking the flowers from Beatrice’s hand. Beatrice doesn’t much mind.

"I thought I already was."

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[rosenlis]

I won't. I can't. You will.

(Finally got round to finishing this one. I'm still hopeful we'll get a season 3 ⚔️⚔️)

[brenshor]

Camila: I brought you frankincense

Ava: Thank you

Lilith: And I brought you myrrh

Ava: Thank-

Lilith: myrrh-dur!!

Ava: *gasp* Judas

[tiredwriter888]

Beatrice: Ava, I think it’s time to tell our daughter about the birds and the bees.

Ava, solemnly: they’re disappearing at an alarming rate.

[anotherconventionaltumblr]

Finally, it's done! Warrior Nun Season 2 trailer. Non-spoiler (created as if you've seen the first season but you can also be brand new to watching WN), just keeping it heavier on the Avatrice focus.

I had never actually watched any WN S2 trailers previously, mostly because I was hooked on S1 and went right into S2. But I wanted it to be a fresh take with this score, and editing audio to make it more deceptive to what actually happens in S2 if someone was a first time viewer.

Update: I have since watched official S2 trailers and I was shocked by how much plot they gave away. 😂 So I'd say mine is pretty much 5ge opposite: give very basic plot outline, but throw in lots of out of context lines.

🎶 We Run This Town version from the movie 365 Trailer

Highest quality is up on YouTube as an unofficial trailer:

[beastsovrevelation]

Warrior Nun (Colossians 3:9-10)

[bebsislurking]

Hi...just testing.

[foryourmajesty]

she got her flowers for valentine's day

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[trupicamasncai]

hiiii halo bearers, how y'all doing? it's been a while since i posted something about warrior nun and tbh i made this account just for that :(

I miss those days

[this-blog-needs-a-new-name]

It really is a great edit 😁 can’t wait for the next one!

[call-me-maggie13]

I can only wish that one day, I will write something as ICONIC as this holy shit.

Link

[stars-in-our-oceans]

They’re in love your honor

[comic-book-jawns]

“It’s been more than two months since Netflix cancelled the fantasy drama Warrior Nun, but fans’ efforts to save it are only ramping up with a billboard near Netflix’s Los Angeles headquarters, another in Times Square and another five in London, in addition to ‘PR packages’ being shipped off to rival streamers — which begs the question: what makes a show about Catholic nuns so popular?”