#oc: camilla marie

[shrunkupthejams]

🖊️+ Camilla??

thanks for the ask!

camilla is so scrunkly.

the tidbit of information i have to share about aem today is that i recently decided that ae end up spending a considerable chunk of time in the fae realm (against their will) as a pixie being babysat by another pixie named konce. for reasons idk if i have spoiled/want to spoil yet.

this idea started because i had a 'what if camilla was raised in the fae realm as a pixie' au. and then i figured out how to make some of those misadventures canon when i was plotting :))

camilla is the type of fae that can change their size (like they can be pixie-sized or human-sized, basically) and ae have golden butterfly wings as a pixie.

while i am on the fae realm train of thought, camilla wasn't raised in the fae realm. (also realm is a really loose term for it b/c the fae realm is just the area of astelle where the fae live, on the same plane as the 'mortal realm'.) she was swapped with a changeling at birth and stolen from the fae realm by an elf, her later adoptive father, riven alderbranch. the reasons for that a spoilers but justified so dw about it. (the swap w/ a changeling was intentionally ironic and a 'fuck you' to camilla's biological parent.)

anyway camilla in the fae realm is entertaining because it's an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar customs for her and it's fun to explore. also because i get to come up with lore about when fae come of age and pixie dust and pixies' attitudes toward insects (because they are literally insect-sized!).

[stayatsam]

various call of cthulhu NPCs

[breathe-rainbow]

My head is spinning… THREE films… and that’s just to finish the story we fell in love with. An entire UNIVERSE of warrior nun with other potential spin off films and tv shows?! You mean we might get a Bea origin show? Mary? Camilla? Other OCS badassery?!

Screaming, crying… all of it.

I AM DECEASED.

[yukii0nna]

Inspired by @writing-heiress

Official Art with my ocs and the official characters

JLM

Sumire and Jack looking at each other though a mirror

Jaden, Isamu and Sryus jumping into a Well.

Eric and Carly work on a new story on a desk.

Alici smiles with a look of pure murder at Divine.

Marinette and Ling performing an Unison raid.

Judai talking to Loke on a starry night sky with a telescope.

Malori playing with Johnny and Jade on their bikes.

Camilla with her mouth stitched shut and her eyes bleeding

Katie and Zack on a date in a meadow

Adrien with slit like eyes in his normal form smiling

Vivian sitting down,one half smiling in her civilian form,the other half in her Empress form glaring.

Haru,Lila and Yuga with chains on their necks, looking hopeless.

Izuku and Isamu training under Serena

Zexal Club

Kikyo floating with her Madoles

Yuma casting a fire spell

Mari planning to prank Shark

@punkeropercyjackson @julieemarine @zexal-club @liviavanrouge @marrondrawsalot @insomniac-jay @bakawitch @anxious-twisted-vampire @writing-heiress @kousaka-ayumu @leo-thecactus @starry-night-rose @gritsandbrits

And yes you may add your own

[veyveyx]

┈・୨ ✦ ୧ is this what falling in love feels like?

veyvey !

hello, i'm veyvey and i write on wattpad already but... i want to start writing on tumblr for some reason so i decided that while i'm not doing anything i can start.

i'm going to start writing imagines? oneshots? i don't know what to call them here. i only really do x reader but i might do some other stuff like ocs and that. i'm into:

genshin: childe, anemo boys (- xiao and venti but i dont mind them), wriothesley, neuvillette, the fatui, zhongli, navia,

hsr (i havent played in a while but..): danheng, blade, jingyuan, kafka, acheron, welt.

pokemon: guzma, red (ash), blue (gary), steven stone, n harmonia, brock, paul, alain, sycamore, misty, may, dawn, trip, gladion, kiawe, serena, cynthia, more but idk.

sonic: silver, shadow, sonic, knuckles.

splatoon: callie, marie, marina, pearl, shiver, frye.

fire emblem: dimitri, claude, chrom, marth, fredrick, diamant, lucina, owain, felix, yuri, takumi, leo, corrin, azura, edelgard, tiki, cordelia, camilla, ryoma, xander, byleth.

bnha: dabi, bakugo, shoto, denki, kirishima, hawks, others i forget.

i have others i could do but i forget :sob:

[aggressivelyaverage21]

One Shot - "One of Those Nights" Years after her service to the OCS ended, Beatrice sometimes struggled. Who better to comfort her wife than one Ava Silva?

Or

An exploration of what their life might have looked like after it all as they navigate mental health struggles, and aging, and loving eachother.

Ava rolls over in her -- their -- bed, only for her arm to fall soft to the now cool mattress beneath it where her very warm, very not memory foam, wife should be. Lately it's felt more and more like her bed, especially at this hour. An hour that Ava hardly needed to roll back over and look at her phone to confirm -- 0345 -- and ' yes Bea, will have my phone in bed, because how else am I supposed to know what time it is when you sneak out' she heaves a sigh. 

Sad. Tired. Aching for her wife. Her wife who was struggling with ghosts that haunted and futures that never would come to pass.

Beatrice got like this a few times a year. 

It was predictable. It was survivable . It was completely outside of her fault or control. But sometimes, sometimes something would trigger something in Beatrice, and God did Ava hate that word. 

But it, according to the therapist, was the appropriate use actually. 

It was less violent than a trigger pull. Not that pulling a trigger was violent - a mere bend of a finger a few centimeters, but what happened after certainly was. Beatrice knew that all too well. 

And well, maybe come to think of it, it was exactly the right word. 

Because Bea would see something or someone who maybe looked a little like Shannon on a hard day at work, or hear a song that Mary would make them all listen to on the way home from missions in the grocery store. Or any number of "annoyingly nostalgic happenstances" (Bea's words obviously). 

Sometimes it was less of that sweet hurt only loving something like that could bring, and more to do with other parts of their former life. Maybe it was a quick startle that had Beatrice’s adrenaline spiking just the wrong way for a moment remembering one of those more violent times. A noise. A motion. A smell. 

It wasn’t anything like Beatrice spiraling immediately into a fit of chest heaving breaths and frantic eyes. Though that happened occasionally at the beginning. No. Usually it looked like nothing, because that startle response had been trained out of Beatrice. But, like anyone who had ever spoken to her wife knew, Beatrice had a fucking brilliant brain, and that brain liked to think - well over think in these cases. 

Hours later, Beatrice would be stuck on those thoughts. Memories. Regrets. And she would slip into missing them, or running through missions over and over. Unable to make the broken record of it all just stop. 

So, it wasn’t immediate. Not like a bullet after a trigger. It was a slow, sometimes avoidable, creep toward the same end.

A bloodied soul that ached from the holes torn through it with more devastation as they traveled then when they first entered and scar tissue couldn’t ever really quite fill them the same.

Which then led to the not sleeping. The struggling to put thoughts to words to speech. The paralyzation between trying to put thoughts to feelings or feelings to thoughts. 

To Beatrice's credit, she always got help. She reached out to her therapist. She tried her best to communicate with Ava. She talked to ‘Mother’ because calling her Suzanne never settled quite right with her, or Camilla or Lilith. She tried all the strategies she'd gained over the years to help. And they usually did, but there were always a few days where those bandages didn’t quite fit the proverbial bullet holes. 

Today was one of those days. 

KEEP READING

[daenystheedreamer]

jacelaena king and queen delusional happy ending au. ive maried aegon to black aly and im gonna marry aemond to a bracken oc and she'll be a redhead half-tully named camilla (after camilla the chicken from the muppets) who ends up becoming aegon's paramour. also considering naming her after janice from dr teeth and the electric mayhem

[qprsmackdown]

Full bracket update! Text version below the cut.

[Image ID: A 64 seed bracket showing three rounds completed. Matchups are as follows.

Round 1, Side 1: q!parrotduo vs jesus christ (mary magdalene) emerald duo vs Nepeta Leijon and Equius Zahhak ineffable husbands vs beeduo slimecicle vs zelink etho/skizz vs timsasha Dave Miller and Jack Kennedy vs Bob and Larry me/your mom vs Jesus Christ pt. 2 (12 disciples) samfro vs Merlin and Arthur Kaladin and Syl vs Kim Dokja, Yoo Joonghyuk (ORV) mk/mei vs Lapis Lazuli and Peridot james bond and q vs The Fellowship Of The Ring james kirk and bones vs hamlet and ophelia Mochizuki and Yoisaki vs Will Truman and Grace Adler Camilla Hect and Palamedes Sextus vs Jo March and Professor Bhaer Kimiko & Frenchie vs Poeta huevos (Ferdinand, Rododendro and Gabrelle) Kodama Sakuko and Takahashi Satoru vs Izaya Orihara and Shizuo Heiwajima

Round 1, Side 2: Scarian vs Huntlow Dogwarts vs Swagdoons poly pirates vs benchtrio renchanting vs majorwood smajor/pearl vs c!eret and c!foolish smajor/cleo vs clowndoons arenaduo vs georgia and rooney from loveless the three hunters vs gil galad and elrond and celebrian polywagon vs poly prime defenders All Of Lifesteal SMP vs greater mana polycule Polygun vs All Of The Mechs Polychives vs poly boatem Balloon/Suitcase vs Doc and Donut starfire vs mothman and bigfoot primary colors vs ocie and ceci chaos (Fable SMP) Aero and Lennie (Challenger SMP) vs OC/IRL QPR BRACKET WINNER

Round 2: q!parrotduo vs emerald duo beeduo vs zelink timsasha vs bob and larry jesus christ pt. 2 vs Merlin & Arthur Kaladin and Syl vs Lapis Lazuli and Peridot The Fellowship Of The Ring vs james kirk and bones Will Truman and Grace Adler vs Camilla Hect and Palamedes Sextus Kimiko and Frenchie vs Kodama Sokuko and Takahashi Satoru Scarian vs Dogwarts benchtrio vs majorwood smajor/pearl vs smajor/cleo arenaduo vs the three hunters polywagon vs the greater mana polycule All Of The Mechs vs poly boatem Doc and Donut vs mothman and bigfoot Ocie and Ceci Chaos (Fable SMP) vs Aero and Lennie + Michael and Mantis

Round 3: emerald duo vs ineffable husbands timsasha vs jesus christ part 2 Lapis Lazuli and Peridot vs The Fellowship Of The Ring Camilla Hect and Palamedes Sextus vs Kimiko and Frenchie Dogwarts vs majorwood smajor/cleo vs arenaduo polywagon vs poly boatem mothman and bigfoot vs Ocie and Ceci Chaos (Fable SMP)

End ID.]

[soulnb42]

Times Like These (part 2)

AO3

Part 2

“Ava, come on,” Beatrice’s prompt took her out of her slumber.

They switched vehicle for the third time (or was it the fourth?). The details were blurry, Ava barely kept up with what was going on. It was like being caught in a loop, driving for a while, changing cars with different OCS operatives, driving again.

Ava couldn’t hold a thought still. Had it all really happened? Had she unleashed a malevolent entity onto the world?

Maybe this was just a bad dream…

She closed her eyes and forced air into her lungs in a vain attempt to calm herself down. The idea that people got hurt, were getting hurt because of her weighted on her chest like an anvil.

She glanced at the others in the car. Beatrice probably felt her gaze and she glanced back, the thin line of her lips not really managing to form a reassuring grin. She hadn’t addressed Ava except to give her quick orders when they had had to change car.

Ava didn’t bother asking questions, her guts told her that she wouldn’t get any answers. Beatrice and the others kept getting instructions whispered in their ears. She only had their sides of the conversation where the words ‘protocol’, ‘breach’, ‘betrayal’, ‘compromise’ were coming back repeatedly.

They also talked about her, if Beatrice’s furtive glances were any indication. Upon realizing she was purposefully being kept out of the loop, Ava had simply tuned out their voices.

They had made it through the night.

In fact, the sun had come out and would be on its way down again soon.

“We’re here,” the driver announced.

Ava didn’t know exactly where ‘here’ was, but the van had stopped in the court of what she assumed was a convent.

Beatrice opened the march and Ava followed numbly. She was beat, she had only dozed off briefly during the car rides. Beatrice looked tired but Ava doubted she had taken a single moment to rest.

It was odd the things her mind latched on as she looked around. The flower beds on the side, the vegetable garden, the colour of the habit worn by the nuns waiting for them at the entrance.

Ava felt the hair at the back of her neck prickle, a sense of unease she couldn’t explained that was settling in.

“Ava, this is sister Othilia, she’s going to stay with you while I take care of some…things,” Beatrice announced.

The words were like an icy shock down her spine, it took Ava out of her current apathy.

What was going to happen to her now? Was Beatrice about to leave her here? Was this the protocol? That would explain those fleeting glances in the car. This was why she had been kept out of the loop…

Up until that very moment, the possibility that she and Beatrice would part ways hadn’t occurred to her. Now that she thought about it though, it made sense and she felt stupid.

Beatrice put a hand on her shoulder. “I’ll be back later.”

No, maybe she was just panicking. Beatrice would have told her otherwise, right? She wouldn’t look at her like everything was fine if she was about to get rid of her.

Trust your team…

Beatrice was her team.

Trust your team.

Ava nodded as she tried to swallow the ball of anxiety stuck in her throat.

“Follow me,” sister Othilia invited her with a soft smile.

They walked through several corridors until they reached a room. “Do you need, medical assistance?”

Ava shook her head. She had been hurt but the Halo had long since done its job to ‘mend’ her.

“There’s a bathroom, right there and a change of clothes on the bed,” Othilia continued. “I’ll be outside when you’re done.”

Ava picked up the change of clothes and went to the bathroom.

The hot spray of water seemed to alleviate her growing panic, at least it did until she watched it take a pinkish hue as dry blood washed away. Panic rose again and soon the water wasn’t the only thing running down her face.

Camilla, Lilith and Mary… they had left them behind, maybe they were hurt, or worse… and it was all her fault.

Nope, she couldn’t go there.

“Get a grip!” she berated herself.

Okay, she needed to calm down and think.

What if Beatrice was just arranging the details of dumping her somewhere? Liked it or not that possibility was very real. She had something they needed to keep safe, the Halo. She was only a vessel, so nobody really cared about how she felt or her opinion. She, Ava, was an afterthought at best.

What if she ran?

Right, where would she go? She didn’t even know where they were now.

She had tried the whole going rogue and independent and it had not work out at all. Now that there was a bigger evil who could and would hurt her given the chance, her survival-on-her-own odds had clearly taken a dive.

Ava knew fear, but she hadn’t known terror until she had been alone facing Adriel. Just thinking about it made her body tremble all over.

No, running was not an option.

She couldn’t stay with people she didn’t know though, that was even more terrifying an idea.

The only way out was to get rid of the Halo… but how?

It had to reject her or she had to die? Wait, supposing she figured out how to make the Halo reject her, would she die anyway?

Fuck. How had her life turned into this whole mess? How had she gone from wishing to be dead, to being dead, to being brought back to life by some supernatural artefact, to fighting demons with said artefact?

She started pacing into the small room. She needed to find a way out. At least to come up with a plan B. The first plan was to talk to Beatrice and convince her not to drop her.

She exited the room with the intention to go find Beatrice, but Sister Othilia had other plans and just took her to their common hall where she was offered some food.

Ava’s stomach was tied into a knot so she didn’t eat anything. She asked for Beatrice but was told ‘not to worry about it’.

A terrifying thought started nagging at her. What if Beatrice had already gone?

Sister Othilia eventually led her back to the room where she had changed and left her there. Ava started to pace back and forth the second she was alone.

Even though she had nowhere to run to, she knew that if Beatrice walked away without her, she would escape. No wall could contain her, that much she knew. Maybe she could go back to the others, Mother Superion would know what to do, and surely, she’d take her back in.

She didn’t know how much time had passed when a soft knocked echoed from the door. In spite of her lack of response the door opened a little and Beatrice’s face appeared in the embrasure.

“Beatrice,” the name was spoken like a sigh of relief.

“May I come in?”

Ava nodded eagerly. She took note of Beatrice’s appearance. She frowned at the scrapes and bruises marring Beatrice’s face.

“Are you okay?” Ava asked with concerned. She reached out a hand but stopped short of making contact.

“Yes, don’t worry.”

Ava acquiesced. Thoughts were running haywire in her brain. She took a deep breath and words stumbled out of her mouth. “Please, don’t kick me to the curve,” she rushed to say.

“I know I’m just a job to you and I understand, but please, please don’t leave me here. I’ll do anything, follow orders, whatever you need me to do, I’ll do it… just please… don’t dump me with strangers… please…”

“Dump… what?”

Ava was so caught up in her plea she missed the widening of Beatrice’s eyes and her stunned expression.

“I promise, I won’t be any trouble, just don’t leave me here, don’t leave me… okay… because you’re all I have and I’m scared… I know I messed up, but please… I’m begging you, don’t…”

Despair was colouring her words but Ava didn’t care. She’d get on her knees if she had to. She’d do anything at this point, so dignity was the last thing she cared about.

“Ava…slow down,” Beatrice raised her hands in a calming gesture. “Slow down…” shaking her head as if to her kickstart her brain, then she continued. “I have no intention to leave you anywhere.”

“No?” Ava asked softly not daring to hope.

“No, of course not,” Beatrice emphasized.

Ava didn’t think and just rushed forward to take Beatrice in her arms and held on for dear life because right at this moment Beatrice was very much like a life line. The embrace was probably too tight to be comfortable, but Ava couldn’t help herself. She was so overwhelmed with relief that a sob escaped her lips and embarrassing tears started to pool at the corners of her eyes.

Much like the first time it had happened, Beatrice was taken aback by the sudden hug and it took her a few seconds to return the embrace. Feeling Ava’s trembling body made her snap back to reality. Ever since they had left the Vatican she had focus on her mission as a sister warrior, blocking anything else. Only now did she realize that she had essentially left Ava to stress out and talking herself into bad scenario.

Ava pulled back suddenly and wiped her eyes hastily. “Sorry…”

“No… don’t be,” Beatrice cut her off softly. She rubbed a hand on her forehead “This is…unprecedented, I’m out of my depth here and… a little scared if I’m honest,” Beatrice whispered the last part. “The only way I know how to cope is to hyperfocus on the task at hand, in this case, keeping you safe.”

Ava nodded in understanding. She felt a bit better now that Beatrice was indeed talking to her.

“I’m used to missions, and things going wrong,” Beatrice continued. “But you’re not and I’ve been shutting you out…letting you stew in your anxiety… and for that I’m sorry.”

Ava was agreeing with that statement, but she didn’t say anything because pushing Beatrice away held no appeal.

“So… you’re definitely not leaving me here…” Ava demanded confirmation with a shaky voice.

“Definitely not,” Beatrice assured her.

Beatrice’s mind caught up with some of Ava’s words, now she understood how truly terrified Ava must have been during the last hours. After a brief hesitation she put a hand on Ava’s shoulder, and took a moment to find the right words to assuage her fear.

“Ava, it is my job to protect you, yes, but you’re not a job. You’re my friend. Even if I had received the order to leave you, I wouldn’t have obeyed it.”

Ava looked so small and vulnerable; Beatrice remembered Ava’s confession about her deepest fear. She made a mental note to remind Ava that she was not alone on regular basis, clearly that fear was a gigantic beast and it would take time to tame it.

“You really mean that?” uncertainty coloured Ava’s tone. Tears were rolling silently along her cheeks.

“Yes,” Beatrice replied firmly. “I promised, remember? We’ll never leave you, you’ll always have us…” Beatrice trailed off, because right now the fate of Camilla, Lilith, Mary and the others was unknown. “I’ll never leave you, you’ll always have me, no matter what.”

Ava let out a breathless chuckle through her tears, remembering the promise. “Right… even if I was quadriplegic, festooned with boils or if I was a talking head in a bag…”

“Exactly.”

Ava took a deep breath and wiped her tears again. “Okay, good,” she said with a nod.

She surprised Beatrice with another fierce hug. Beatrice wasn’t use to so much physicality, still she understood Ava’s apparent need for it, so she awkwardly returned the embrace and patiently waited for Ava the pull back when she felt ready to.

It took almost two minutes for Ava to feel grounded again. She let go of Beatrice “Thank you,” she murmured.

Beatrice acquiesced silently then cleared her throat. “Listen… I can’t tell you much right now, mainly because I don’t have the full picture myself. For now, you need to get some rest because we’ll leave again before dawn.”

Ava bobbed her head up and down as she took everything in. “What about you?”

“I have a last briefing in a few. Then I’ll get some rest as well in the room next to yours.”

“Alright.”

“Are you going to be okay?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay then, I’ll see you later. And please, get some rest,” Beatrice ordered softly with a pat on Ava’s shoulder.

Ava watched Beatrice leave the room. Once the door was shut, she dropped onto the bed and let out a deep sigh of relief. She didn’t care what happened next now that she knew Beatrice would be by her sides. As long as that was the case, she knew they’d get through anything.

Feeling utterly drained, she closed her eyes and let herself sink into the sweet oblivion of sleep.

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Thanks for reading

[b0wie-st4rdust]

Oh???? Another person with an AU and their own versions of the Rogues? Which ones you got because I want to know EVERYTHING about them.

OKAY SO I have a list of Rogues that are gonna be in my AU and the list is a bit Long, some of these character still need to be fully shaped, but Asking Question about them is probably gonna help, so feel free to ask about any of them (Also I'm trying to organise the whole thing)

Characters:

Leader of Crime Organizations and people attached to it:

The Penguin - Oswald Cobblepot

Flamingo - Edouardo Flamingo

Music Meister - Darius (Cobblepot) Chapel

Carmine "The Roman" Falcone (and his family)

Sal "The Boss" Maroni (and his family)

Black Mask

Talon and the Court of Owls

Ra's Al Ghul, Talia Al Ghul and the league of Assassin

Mother - Christian Cain

The Big Ones (Very Important to the General Plot):

Joker - ???

Harley Quinn - Harleen Quinzel

Riddler - Edward Nygma

Two Face - Harvey Dent / Harv'

Poison Ivy - Pamela Isley

The Scarecrow - Jonathan Crane

(AU OC) The Mania - Marlene McCree

(AU OC) The Mourning Dove - Bo Hawkins

Dr. Hugo Strange and Dr. Jeremiah Arkham

The Others (some Still important):

Catwoman - Selina Kyle

Magpie - Margaret Pye

(AU OC) Soda Can - Cheryl Lee (Later Cheryl Chapel Lee)

Punchline - Alexis Kaye

Jester - Duela Jones (Joker Daughter in comics)

Mad Hatter - Jervis Tetch

Victor Zsasz

(AU OC) Madame - Camilla Shelley

Jane Doe - ???

Professor Pyg - Lazlo Valentin

DollMaker+Dollhouse - Barton Mathis and Matilda Mathis

Mister Camera - Alexander Gillian

The Eraser - Leonardo Fiasco

Man-Bat - Dr. Kirk Langstrom

Killer Croc - Waylon Jones

Orca - Dr. Grace Balin

Bane - ???

Firefly - Garfield Lynns

Anarky - Lonnie Machin

Ratcatcher (s) - Otis Flanegan and Cleo Flanegan

Clayface - Basil Karlo

Calendar Girl - Paige Monroe

Roxy Rocket - Roxanne Sutton

Baby Doll - Mary Dahl

Cluemaster - Arthur Brown

Clock King - William Tockman

Calendar King - Julian Day

The Calculator - Noah Kuttler

Bookworm - A.S Scarlet

King Tut - William Yasser

Catman - Thomas Blake

Lord Death Man - Tetsuo Fujiwara

Kite Man - Charles "Chuck" Brown

Mister Bloom - ???

Solomon Grundy - Cyrus Gold

Ventriloquist - Arnold Wesker

Character that I want to add but need to do more research on them:

Professor Achilles Milo

White Rabbit - Jaina Hudson

The Carpenter - Jenna Duffy

Cornelius Stirk

Toymaker - Cosmo Krank

Crime Doctor - Bradform Thorne

D.A.V.E

The Designer - ???

Deadshot - Floyd Lawton

Doctor Phosphorus - Dr. Alexander Sartorius

Ten Eyed Man - Philip Reardon (The Spooky Version)

Spellbinder - Charles Dante

Lady Arkham - Victoria Arkham

Merrymaker - Dr. Byron Meredith 

Onomatopoeia

Polka Dot Man - Abner Krill

Killer Moth - Drury Walker

(and Captain Boomerang if I am peer pressured enough)

[mllebabushkat]

☀️ Warrior Nun S2E2 🌙

btw trending NO. 1?? uhhhhhh yes please-

"you're jealous" ava spitting facts (listen she's just subconsciously talking abt herself but we been knew)

"easy on the eyes" HAHAHHAHA ngl a tad ooc for bea but she's just a lil jelly babyyy

jealous bea counter: 2

"i'm your best friend" sure jan bea yes true AND???? WHAT ELSE-

so then That lady at the bar

laying it on tHICk

JEALOUS AVA COUNTER: +1 EYYY

they're such useless gays iltsm

on today's episode of The Adventures of Camilla & Mother Superion uhhh

team super cam !!

camilla with the scissors and the tranq dart and the "oh you were thinking blindfold?" SHEESH yes girlieeeeee y'all don't understand i love her so much

tiny package of badass <3

yasmine!! she's growing on me !!1 small eyeroll at yet another secret world protecting society tho lol

OOOOO avatrice warehouse scene my belovedddd

this made me so gleeful

"that guy he has a..,,thing/,. in his soul" "what do you want me to do" "i haven't thought that far ahead" <- adorable

protective!bea punching him in the throat

protective!ava absolutely going to TOWN on his face after he knocked bea down GET HIS ASS QUEEN

the pure TERROR when she saw that demon heading towards bea's recovering form, and the subsequent halo blast

very crimson-aiming-shotgun-at-bea-esque ***chef's kiss***

she really went AIN'T NOBODY HURTING THE LOML ON MY WATCH <333

personally loved bea's little "come on not again" look of exasperation post-fight hehe

moving on, obligatory fuck off adriel

francesco is fighting a losing battle i do not envy his position

lilith backstory?????? ah top contender for shitty mother of the year yeP checks out

girl what voices are you talking to uh "/we/ need help"(??) weird scene ngl

she's getting bolder tho hmMM

ok so overall nice conflict weaving between avatrice

but more importantly

DOMESTIC AVATRICE MY BELOVED

going wild at all the domestic familiarity they must've built up in that tiny apartment over the past two months, having to pack all that up yet again

anyway the way they fight (valid points from both ends) and move away only to come back together

always gravitating, always comforting (the hands the hands😍)

"just your job?" "well, and my pleasure" 🥹🥹🥹

and then

"we've lost mary" 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

N O

no they did her so dirty what the fuck no

fuck i miss her so much

god the way everyone collapsed sobbing TAT

oh team super cam they must be hurting so much, nobody but those two know right now that the entire ocs has been massacred, i barely knew them but that grief was Palpable :((

mother superion's rare moment of weakness :((((((((

at least they have each other :((

also i just

really really love kty's acting

ugh

HER EYES!!!!! and hands!!!! and all the little movements are SO EXPRESSIVE

that avatrice hug oUGH MY HEART

the way ava instantly goes to hold her after that devastating news

the way she buries her head into the crook of her neck, and bea returns it fully

throwback to when ava first hugged her and she didn't even know where to put her hands the PARALLELS the GROWTH !!!!!!

i cannot

ANYWAY

thINGS are happening can't wait!!!!!

[the-darkness-does-not-bargain]

*sounds of a massive stampede* wn superhero au???? *blurry eyes emoji* beatrice lightning powers, ava frankenstein esque creature, lilith fire & claws, mary & camilla as batman, ga types, and shannon as superman type???? omfg all of this sounds so damn cool, i almost wanna put my fist through a wall but in like the best & most excited of ways (<- might just be a little obsessed w comics and superheroes)

pls do elaborate all about it, and on how ava does gain her powers 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

Bestie, you're really to blame for all of this because you put the seed in my head, so here we go.

What I'm imagining is a scenario where superheroes have been around long enough to receive some amount of regulation. Superhero teams largely act independently but are beholden to government bodies and have to abide by certain special laws. I'm picturing Supreme Court cases and federal bills outlining hero jurisdictions, how heroes are allowed to investigate crimes, and how the court system handles superhero activity (is evidence found by a superhero admissible? Do heroes have to respect Miranda rights? etc. etc. Including variations based on country of origin, so Spain's laws will be different from America's etc. etc.).

People who have superpowers have to register themselves with their local hero agency and either join up or sign a binding agreement not to use their powers. Violators are considered criminals and the local agency and hero team are responsible for apprehending them. Heroes can and often do use secret identities, and the law has a long list of rules for what they can and can't do out of costume, but some choose to hero full-time and have their living expenses covered by their local agency.

So you have your generic comic book city (I guess it could be Malaga or Madrid but idc) and the local hero team is the OCS, one of the most well-known. They've been around since the first generation of heroes revealed themselves to the public, and are currently led by Suzanne, a hero who retired after an ~incident~ 12 years prior 👀 and now oversees the current team, which includes all of our girls.

Ava is still in St. Michael's and quadriplegic after she and her mom were caught in the crossfire of a hero-villain fight 👀👀 and became collateral damage. Her mom died but she was found alive. There was and is an active media initiative to downplay the damage caused by superhero activity, and the hospital was given financial incentives to keep this seven-year-old alive at any cost so they could claim as few civilian casualties as possible. Horrible, disgraceful, and Ava rightfully holds some resentment towards superheroes even though she is glad to be alive.

The OCS girls are as follows:

Shannon (Star Girl) is a Superman-esque alien who arrived on earth and quickly became the most famous hero worldwide for her incredible abilities. Her powers include: flight, super strength, x-ray vision, ocular beam projection (laser eyes), and invulnerability to everything except divinium. Suzanne recruited her almost immediately after she revealed herself and she quickly became the face of the OCS. She helped recruit all of the other girls into the team, and she led most of their missions prior to her death (sorry, yeah, Shannon doesn't get to live in this one, not unless you do it like real comic books).

Mary (she has a hero name built in lmao, Shotgun Mary): is a human without any specific powers apart from being a badass with guns. Unlike canon, she can actually fight well hand-to-hand, but she's a master at all things firearms and explosives. She gives very mild Punisher vibes but it's mostly aesthetic. She was a vigilante who met Shannon by chance while taking down some crime syndicate or other, and Shannon convinced her to join up with the heroes. She often seems out of place among the OCS but she is invaluable to the team.

Beatrice (Maelstrom): is a human with control over lightning and electricity in general. She got these powers in an accident where a bunch of electricity was channeled through an alien space rock (maybe divinium) and she touched it. She was already on the outs with her family by this time, who basically told her to go die being a hero to elevate their family name. She was really angry and reckless when she joined the OCS, but Shannon and the others helped her overcome that. Now, she's a hero in good standing and loved by the public.

Lilith (Morningstar): a hybrid of human and uhhhhhhhhhh (?????) who controls fire and can grow claws (and wings eventually). She doesn't really know how or why she got her powers, only that they manifested suddenly in her teens and her parents also coerced her into becoming a hero. Suzanne took her in and trained her for several years before letting her officially join the team, so she still feels a lot of pressure to be the best and a leader, just not because of a family legacy.

Camila (Gambit): a human like Mary who is just more badass than normal. She's a prodigy at archery as well as a technical genius and hacker. Suzanne finds her trying to hack into the OCS computer system and immediately hires her. She's the newest member of the team and doesn't go out in the field often because she's still learning to fight, but her tech skills are often mission-critical.

So what happened to Shannon? This is where Ava comes in, along with the two scenarios where she gets her powers. Scenario 1: Frankenstein Classic. Shannon disappears on a solo mission to investigate some villain activity in the city, and winds up getting killed by Vincent/Adriel. They take her body to some secret lab along with Ava, who they might have bought from St. Michael's on the DL in exchange for more funding. Disgusting, and then it gets worse. They want to create a superhuman they can control for villainous purposes, and they do it by cutting off parts of Shannon's body and attaching them to Ava. We're talking limbs, guts, spine, one of her eyes, everything. Part of Shannon's alien biology is the ability to assimilate with foreign tissue as a survival tactic, so her bits just sort naturally graft themselves on, leaving only lines of scar tissue where the two ends meet. A consequence of this is Ava getting Shannon's powers to some extent.

Scenario 2: Frankenstein John Carpenter Edition. The OCS goes up against Adriel in a fight, and Ava (for whatever reason) gets caught in the crossfire again and dies. Shannon dies at the same time however, probably from a divinium bomb, and her body lands on Ava's. Alien biology comes back but Even Worse, and Shannon's blood (and probably CSF and other fluids too) basically becomes its own entity, oozing out of her corpse to occupy the closest organic mass and mount a full hostile takeover. So Ava comes back to life as her body is forcibly converted from human to alien.

No matter what scenario you pick, it's bad for her, because she either has to fight her way out of a mad scientist's lab using limbs that aren't hers, or she wakes up alone in the aftermath of the battle with no idea what's going on. To say nothing of the OCS being devastated by Shannon's death. Big Oof imagining them in scenario 1 finding Shannon's butchered body missing so many pieces. And when they find out later where those pieces are? It's bad, it's really bad.

They have to bring Ava in, which is fucked because Shannon was the world's most famous hero for a reason and now all of her power is in the hands of a scared 19-year-old who doesn't trust superheroes. Just finding her is a pain in the ass, and then they have to get close enough to incapacitate her. It probably winds up being Bea's job, which creates some excellent tension and mistrust for them to work through later.

That's what I've got so far in my slow contemplation!

[rainy-weather-supremacy]

I STRIKE BACK!

Which character would survive being exiled in Antarctica?

Funniest thing a character has said or done?

Tell me some more about your magic system! I love magic systems!

Where do your characters live?

If her brother is a evil landlord then what’s Marys job?

Who would you NEVER want to hang out with?

Who is most like you?

If you could put them in a specific time period and place in history, where would it be?

Does your story have multiverses?

Who are Granny’s and Mary’s wives?

Why did your characters end up the way they did?

One: Probably Mikaela, since they can make magical fire that would keep them warm.

Two: This one is hard bc as I think I mentioned I don't have any real story yet.... One thing that's kinda funny is that Jamie has had two seperate occasions where both she and the other person wanted to kill each other and ended up dating both. Also once Avery was trying to dig a grave for someone and accidentally dug up Daniel who was just vibing in the earth.

Three: The magic system doesn't really have any hard rules, there's just magic everywhere manifesting in different ways- Trees that make their surroundings cold or drain the light like a cloud around them, green flames carried on the wind etc. People can use this magic to do whatever they were born to do and with some studying, you can also learn a few other kinds of magic.

Four: I don't know what country they're living in, but Daniel, Jamie, Ozan and Avery live in a house in the city. Jane and Mary live on a top floor apartment somewhere in a different city. Mikaela and Tara live on a pirate ship, Camilla in Nature and Jackson also has a house. For the rest I don't know.

Five: Mary doesn't really have a job. If she does, the description is something along the lines of 'storm witch' or something like that. She can't really keep the storms away, nor does she want to, so sometimes there's just a storm and she runs around looking cool. That is her job. (Thank jod she has a wife with a job lmao)

Six: Hmm, tough one. Most of them can be pretty scary, but I actually think I couldn't stand to be around Granny without feeling bad for her and also for myself and she has a kind of weird effect that makes you feel weird too which I wouldn't wanna be anywhere near- Yikes!

Seven: Most like me... I think Arthur is kinda similar to me, because he likes watching the stars and has social anxiety and stuff but still is cool (Like me obviously) (And you in case that wasn't already clear :D 👍)

Eight: The french revolution, just to watch all of the chaos they'd cause. Mary would 100% try to get Daniel beheaded. Tara has never had more fun getting people that deserve it killed. It think they deserve to go there. As a treat.

Nine: They don't explore the multiverse or anything, but it does simply so that I can make the story where they are all in medieval times canon.

Ten: Granny's wife is Esther and Mary's wife is Jane.

Eleven: Ohh okay. Well, Mary is the way she is because her parents were really ducked up and she responded to violence with violence. The storms make her feel free. I made her because I wanted a cool character. Jane hates the way her flesh is, partially because she's trans, so she is now working on replacing it with carefully carved wood. I made here so Mary can have a cool wife. Daniel started off as a kind of antagonist to Mary but I really like him now, he had the same bad parents as her and he's like that because his first path of action is now manipulation bc if it worked then why not now. Avery was a bit more fucked up first but it's the way it is because it came from a very rich family where people where cold and backstabbers to even their loved ones. They also hunted a lot, so she does that now too but different (TM). Ozan lost his legs for some unknow reason and just started telling lies about it and now the reason he lost his legs are different every day (It's the worst when he wakes up and finds that he currently still has legs because then he actually has to go through it again). I'm not sure why I created him but he's here now and not leaving. (CW: CHILD DEATH) Leon I thought of when listening to 'welcome to the internet' and heard the phrase "here's a nine year old who died". He is the way he is because he was always very indifferent about death, so much so that when he got run over by a car he didn't really die. He's a ghost now that can only touch things that will die soon. That's also the reason his sister Camilla is like that, tough I'm not exactly sure what lead to her cooking with rotten food and having moss grow in her hair. She's just silly like that. Created because I thought of the phrase "my cousine Carmilla from the Corruption" and thought it was funny. For Tara I just took the aroace siren and added agender. I think that probably something fucked up ahppened to them but who knows, they just want revenge on everyone now. Mikaela was also just there someday and their story has something to do with running away, but once again has not been worked out. Toby didn't mean to start taking happiness from the people by watching them but it happened because he liked to observe them and I guess he was just so happy about them being happy that they were no longer happy, if that makes sense. I made him because wouldn't that be fucked and Arthur was based on another character I made once that started existing when humans observed the stars for the first time and ceased to exist after the last. Arthur was kinda bullied and stuff, so he just turned to the sky for comfort. His loneliness attracted some kind of magic power, so here he is. Jamie was kind of smiliar, with being made fun of in school until he was afraid of being known. The darkness, where no one can know what you look like, called to him so much that he can now shapeshift freely as long as he's in the dark. Esther I made because I thought a mysterious but kind grandma with kinda evil intentions would be cool. I have no idea why she's like that she just is. Granny was the last one I made but I kinda just got the idea fully-formed in my head one day. She's like that because she magically went insane, but I don't know why yet. Jackson I made because it would be funny to have a normal dude and tbh he's just vibing and George the monster baby bc it would be funny to have a baby in the family. He's a monster because his parents where and he might actually come from another world.

Thanks! I will return it tomorrow 😈

[solarsleepless]

Update, the sister has made a legend for the OCS!

Lilith - Mean Brit

Beatrice - Nice Brit/Repressed Lesbian

Mary - badass/ Pressed Lesbian

Camilla - just happy to be here

Mother Superion - cool teacher lady

these are kinda accurate but this is not at all how they are regarded in canon bestie

[kermittedfelony]

Don't Take Me Back

Don’t Take Me Back

Pairing: Ava Silva & Sister Beatrice (tf is her lastname?!).

Warnings: Blood, injury, trauma, coarse language

Word Count: 2291

This is my first ever fic without self-insert, so I struggled a bit with the tenses and POV's etc pls b kind <3. Enjoy xoxo

The OCS had gotten a call about a localised infestation of demons in a town in the Spanish countryside, not too far from the Cat’s Cradle. Mother Superion had sent out her best: Ava, Lillith (much to Ava’s regret), Beatrice (much to Ava’s delight), Mary and Camilla. As soon as the nuns and Ava arrived and she stepped out of the van, Ava could see wisps of red smoke everywhere, coming out of alleyways, doorways, and the various town squares. They knew this was gonna be a big effort to save the townspeople, while also preventing themselves from getting overwhelmed and injured. Bea efficiently altered the plan in order to accommodate the mass of possessions they would have to combat. They would free as many townspeople as possible from the outskirts and carefully work their way in. It was crucial that they avoided getting caught in one area with a large amount of possessed, because they would be overwhelmed in minutes. The gang moved their way into the first of the town squares, where a group of 10 men were preying on 2 women. The women were begging, confused as to why their neighbours were suddenly violent, not knowing that they were under the complete control of a being from Hell. Two men each was doable for the nuns. They thought they were far enough away from the other large groupings of demons to not draw their attention, however Lilith screaming as one of the men managed to land a slice on her thigh quickly brought them over. No demon could resist the attraction suffering brought.  

As possessed poured in from neighbouring streets, two men apiece turned into 3, to 5. Each of the nuns held their own until inevitably a demon got past their guard and made them stumble. As Ava looked around after banishing the demon in front of her, she saw her friends prone on the ground or shoved against walls, with the ominous red smoke encroaching on their mouths. Instinct took over, and Ava released a powerful blast of the Halo’s energy in order to decimate the demon population. The force threw her backward against a wall. She felt pain slice through her right shoulder, where a metallic rod was now protruding. Having hit her head, all she could do was stare at the metal and think that now would be a great time to make a shishkabob joke. Before she could,  the last of the Halo’s power drained, her legs gave out, and blackness took over.

***

Ava woke to soft sunlight tickling her eyelids. She felt very light and was sure that if she did not open her eyes, she could simply float away on the wind. How peaceful that would be. But also, lonely. And without Beatrice.

Bea.

The thought had her flicking her eyes open, squinting against the shaft of sunlight from a window high on the wall. She tracked her eyes across the room, searching for her girlfriend. Not spying her in the room, she instead noticed that it looked unfamiliar; clean, but not in a regular way, but the type of clean you only saw in medical environments. The clean that permeated the air in a strong scent, the smell of disinfectant. Pristine white sheets were tucked underneath her chin, the rough material chafing slightly.

It was just the way that Sister Frances did it, even though Ava repeatedly asked her to move the sheets away from her chin. The sadistic ‘nun’ relished in Ava’s vulnerability.

Medical room. White sheets. Single bed.

Sister Frances.

Panic surged through Ava’s body like water filling in a hole. She instantly went to kick the covers off, however her legs did not respond to her. She tried and strained, but they were not her own, nor under her command. They seemed to lay there, indifferent to Ava’s plight, heavy and useless.

Reacting quickly, Ava went to move her right arm, however agony shot through her shoulder, and she cried out in pain. She looked down, only to see red blooming across a white bandage. White walls, white sheets, white bandages. Completely drained of colour, void of life, just like her room at the orphanage. She needed to get out of this room, and fast, before Sister Frances comes back with more taunting remarks. She knows that if she gets out, the main gate to the orphanage is not far. She could make it.

Using her only available and useful asset, Ava shucks the covers off with her left hand, and flips herself off the bed, landing face-first on the cold stone. The fall was high enough that she heard a splintering crack coming from her nose. However, with the adrenaline coursing through her body, she hardly noticed the pain, nor the blood rushing down her face. The adrenaline was strong enough that she was able to use both hands to haul herself forward on the ground, therefore instigating blood to pulse out from under the bandage on her shoulder.

It only lasted so long, and the horrifying pain from being impaled spreads like lightning from her shoulder to the tips of her fingers and down the centre of her torso.

Groans and whimpers force their way from her lips, tears beginning to fall from her face due to desperation and agony. She can hardly breathe from the all-consuming fear running through her body, constricting her to hyperventilation.

She cannot be back to where she was, before the halo. It cannot be fake. She knows that if she stops, she will never leave this place. And to Ava, that is the same as condemning herself to never-ending torture. She has to just get to Bea.

She will save her.

The love she felt for her was impossible to fake, to imagine.

Right?

The realisation that this might actually be her reality, and not the fantasised world wherein nuns wield m16’s like rosemary beads, hit her harder than before. Tears streaming down her face, she cries out again, desperate for hope of another world.

Sunsets, hot showers, chocolate from the box.

A person who loves her unconditionally, sees her faults and failures and only acknowledges them as beautiful, stunning things.

The pain beginning to overwhelm her, Ava rests her head on the stone floor. She only managed to crawl a mere 2 metres from her prison. Sister Frances would remark that at least she is consistent with how disappointing she is.

The coolness of the stone seeping into her forehead allows her to calm down enough to hear rushing footsteps over the thumping of her heart, coming directly for her room.

The panic returns full force: this must be sister Frances coming to abuse and degrade her into submission once more. Ava refuses to give in to the prospect of such an event and reaches her hand out once more to pull herself forward.

----=Beatrice pov=----

Coming back from a walk to stretch her legs, Bea heard cries coming from the infirmary where Ava was situated. She instantly broke out into a run and slammed the door open. What she saw broke her heart: Ava, prone on the ground, desperately pulling herself forward. Her fingernails were cracked and there was blood streaming down her face from a newly broken nose. The wound on her shoulder had opened up as well, which, in combination with the broken nose, resulted in a trail of blood behind the broken girl. Bea rushed towards Ava, who seemingly, from the door slamming open, had doubled her efforts to get herself away from the bed.

Interspersed with sobs, she screams out, “No! I won’t let you take me back to that bed! Please I am begging you, leave me alone, please!”

Grabbing onto her shoulders, Beatrice attempts to halt her crawling, “Ava, stop!”

Pushing the hands off, Ava digs her nails into the stone and drags herself forwards another 30 centimetres, “No, I don’t belong there!”

“Ava you are hurting yourself!”

Ava was bawling her eyes out, desperately hitting Bea’s hands that were on her shoulders.

“Go away! Go, get away from me, please! I am begging you, don’t hurt me again Sister, please Sister Frances please!”

At that, Beatrice pauses, and then it clicks; the white, crisp linens. Disinfectant in the air. Stuffy room. Walls covered in crucifixes.

Ava must think she’s back at the orphanage, where she was paralysed and abused by those meant to help her. As if it were possible, Bea’s heart crumbles further and tears start to prick at her eyes; Ava is clearly in so much distress that she can’t even recognise her lover’s voice.  It’s clear to Beatrice that all Ava knows is that if she goes back into that bed, she will never leave.

Bea takes a breath to re-centre herself. If she forces Ava back into the bed, she knows that something inside her love will break, but she also can’t let her continue to crawl on the floor and hurt herself. She has to get Ava back to the present.

“Ava, darling- “

“NO, I won’t go back, I won’t!”

“Please Hun just listen to me; it’s Bea, Beatrice. Your girlfriend. You’re in the- “

Ava interrupts again, “You can’t convince me, I know you’re lying Frances!”

“Ava you are not there anymore. You’re in the convent, in the infirmary. Ava you are safe here, with me. I will never let that demon hurt you again, I swear it.”

Ava has stopped trying to crawl forward and is just sobbing on the floor, her breaths still coming hard and fast. Bea takes Ava’s bloodied hands into her own and rubs soothing circles on the back, away from the bleeding fingernails. She’s not healing, so the halo must still be drained.

“Ava, I need to slow your breathing, you’re not in your right mind. You are safe, you are with me, Beatrice.”

It has little to no affect. Bea senses she needs to get Ava to look at her face, into her eyes, in order to bring her back to reality.

“Ava, darling, I’m going to turn you over now, okay? I need you to look into my eyes Hun.”

With no opposition from her girlfriend, Bea gently fits her hands under Ava’s armpits and begins to flip her over. The whimpers Ava lets out hurt her in more ways than one. Once she is on her back, fresh blood pulses from the wound in Ava’s nose, and Bea quickly grabs a rag from a neighbouring bed to wipe the blood off of Ava’s face. Ava flinches when the rag touches her face, used to Sister Frances’ careless and rough ministrations.

“I’m not going to hurt you, Ava. It’s me, Beatrice.”

Ava refuses to look at her face, instead training her eyes on some corner of the room, clearly not present at all in the situation. Bea gently brings her hand to Ava’s face and guides it in her direction

“Ava please, just look at me. I’m here, Beatrice is right here.”

Finally, Ava locks eyes with Bea, “You’re safe, you’re not at that place anymore. I won’t let you go back there; I’m going to protect you, I promise.”

Ava’s breath hitches, halting the hard and fast breaths of before. Her eyes flick up to Bea’s. Bea can see the darkness in her lover’s eyes slowly recede as she takes in the impossible amount of love and adoration held in her chestnut brown eyes, aimed directly at Ava.

Ava moves her eyes around the room, remembering where she is, “Bea?”

Bea let a smile of relief take over her face, “Yeah, It’s me. Hey Hun.”

Ava let out a deep exhale as more tears flow from her eyes in relief, “I thought I was back there; I really did. All I could see was the walls of my room at the orphanage, and I couldn’t move.”

“I know, Hun.”

“Please don’t ever let me go back there, ever again.”

Before she could even finish her sentence, Bea cut in, “I won’t. I swear it. you will never, ever go back to that place.”

Ava goes to wrap her arms around Bea’s neck, before crying out in pain- her shoulder injury.

“Ah, fuck.”

“Language,” comes the quick response.

“Seriously? I think I’ve earned my right this time,” Ava replies.

A small smile graces Bea’s face and fuck, what Ava would do to keep that girl smiling forever.

“Let’s get you off the ground, hm?”

Ava nods in agreement, and let’s Bea pull her up to her feet. Forgetting her temporary paralysis, she goes to put weight on her leg. She is quick to collapse, however Bea has the reflexes of a warrior nun and easily catches her before she hits the ground. Again.

“I got you. I got you.”

“I think I might need some help in the walking department… Halo’s still drained. Stupid thing.”

With a small smirk on her face, that Ava has now recognised as when she makes Bea laughs and Bea does NOT want to laugh, “don’t call a gift from God stupid, Ava.”

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever.”

Bea chuckles and asks, “You want some help walking or not?”

“Yes. Yes. Sorry. Love god, all that good stuff. Please don’t leave me as a heap on the ground.”

Bea smiles harder and scoops Ava up, bridal style, “I would never.”

As she’s lifted into the air as easily as if she weighed as much as a feather, Ava can’t help but whisper under her breath, “So. Goddamn. Hot.”

As smug as a nun could be, Bea struts out of the room and heads in the direction of their shared bedroom, intent on not leaving Ava’s side for the foreseeable future.

A/N: I hope you enjoy this one! I was desperate to contribute to the fandom, especially with a hurt/comfort fic like this. I truly hope whoever reads it finds comfort in it, just as I do. Oh, to have someone love me as much as Bea loves Ava. We will find it one day readers, I am sure of it.

[ohtumbly]

My Gacha OCs so far (part 1)

This post is incomplete.

I'll begin with some of the characters I made. I'll introduce myself at the end of the post.

My characters in Gacha Club as of now:

Isabel

First appearance: No. She does not have a character made in any Gacha game.

Character gender: Female

Character element: Water

Rating in the character gacha: ☆☆☆

Age: 13

Location in the real world: London, England

Favourite food/drink: Vanilla soft serve

Occupation: Student

She is a fairy magician, with long black hair in two low twintails tied with pink ribbon, and a pink hairclip bonds the side of her fringe. Her eyes are light blue. She wears a deep blue top hat with a pink stripe and a white lily flower, a sparkly light blue dress with white stars around, short puffy white sleeves from the dress, a deep blue vest over the dress, pink bow-tie, a pair of white gloves, white full-length stockings and a pair of shiny black mary-janes. Her fairy wings are pink and blue with a little yellow. She also holds a simple black magic wand with white ends.

- An alternative outfit with a blazer instead of a vest can be obtained from the costume gacha.

Isabel is a charming, lively girl who can help people with her magic, but they don't always work.

Despite living in London, she does not have a Cockney accent, but Somerset instead. She would sound something like Penny from Open Source Objects.

Honaka

First appearance: Gacha Life

Character gender: Female

Character element: Fire

Rating in the character gacha: ☆☆☆

Age: 9

Location in the real world: Tokyo, Japan

Favourite food/drink: Rice Cake

Occupation: Student

Honaka is a normal-looking human. Both her real self and virtual avatar has reddish-brown hair.

Her hair is styled into a long ponytail. Her eyes are crimson. She wears a large pink bow over her ponytail, white long-sleeved shirt with a white collar pink ribbon tied in front of the collar, blue skirted overalls, long white socks cut to half her thigh, and deep blue shoes.

Honaka is a dog enthusiast who likes dogs of any breed. She can treat any dog like it's hers.

She has a basic voice.

Mabel / Girl Scout Mabel

First appearance: Gacha Studio

Character gender: Female

Character element: Wind

Rating in the character gacha: ☆☆☆☆

Age: 14 (15 in the real world)

Location in the real world: Minneapolis, Minnesota

Favourite food/drink: Spaghetti Pomodoro

Occupation: Student

In both her real self and virtual avatar, she has blonde hair in two low, short twintails, tied with a black bow on each one. Her eyes are sky blue. In the virutal world, she wears a dark green beret, a light green button-up top with a darker green collar, red neckerchief, and a dark green sash with badges pinned on it, a dark green skirt, white socks with a ring of black around them, and protective brown shoes. This is the same outfit Mabel wears in the real world when she's out to the camp. When she's at her bedroom in her real home she would wear wear any minimalist outfit such as a T-shirt or singlet and shorts, along with a pair of round glasses.

- Her old Gacha Life outfit back in 2018 was a yellow short-sleeved top, green sash over her shoulders, beige skirt, and a yellow and green cap on her head.

Mabel is an American girl scout. She could be clumsy helping and mess things up, but she's trying her very best. She's the oldest in the Dokitown Daycare (she's the only 14-year-old), and one of many human people without any inhuman appendages.

She has a regular American accent in Gachaverse, but her real self keeps the Upper Midwest accent.

Camilla / Miss Lady Luck Camilla

I made this character first in: Gacha Studio

Character gender: Female

Character element: Fire

Rating in the character gacha: ☆☆☆☆

Age: 19

Location in the real world: Atlanta, Georgia

Favourite food/drink: Parfait

Occupation: Vlogger

Camilla is a very lucky girl who can win a lottery or get the best in gachas. She has long brown hair with short sidelocks, striking emerald-green eyes, eyeshadow, and nails polished pink. Her default outfit has a pink hairband with a large bow on it, heart-shaped sunglasses worn over her head, a fuchsia patterned dress, a dark coloured belt and tall boots.

- She has the most outfits in the costume Gacha.

Camilla is a sweet and lovely girl who enjoys shopping.

She has a soothing Southern accent.

Jodie

I made this character first in: Gacha Life

Character gender: Female

Character element: Water

Rating in the character gacha: ☆☆☆

Age: 10

Location in the real world: Stuttgart, Germany

Favourite food/drink: Cheesecake

Occupation: Student (real world), Artist (GV)

Jodie is a little girl who takes up upright painting on a canvas sitting perfectly on an steady easel. Her father (who does not have a Gachaverse character) is a mural artist who makes magnificent murals on walls with spray paint. She has blonde hair in two drill pigtails, blue eyes, wears a white beret with a small bow, a blue dress with long sleeves, long white socks and blue wellies. A new default outfit for Gacha Club was given to her in the middle of 2020 that changes to a white blouse with a collar and long sleeves, a deep blue knee-length skirt, long white socks and polished black shoes with a single buckle each.

Diagnosed with autism, Jodie was given a different mindset. One that makes her not very hardworking and would tend to lose focus. But that wouldn't stop her from being looked down upon by others. She usually acts normal and speaks smoothly. In the virtual world, she is one of some homeless children that stays in the Dokitown Daycare. There in her room, is where she keeps her paintings, and her canvas when she wants to paint something again. She looks around town for anything she would like to paint a picture of.

Her voice is a childish voice in a light German accent instead of a strong one.

Sara

First appearance: Gacha Club

Character gender: Female

Character element: Dark

Rating in the character gacha: ☆☆☆☆

Age: 24

Location in the real world: Nashville, Tennessee

Favourite food/drink: Soup & Salad

Occupation: Owner of So-Cheap Sara's

Sara was the first new character I've made when I began Gacha Club. Sara owns a diner called So-Cheap Sara's in Gachaverse, where a mean can get under 10 gachabucks. She has long brown hair with short sidelocks in front of her ears. Her eyes are violet with doll lashes. Her outfit is a 50s waitress uniform made up of a white headpiece, purple button-up dress, short puffy sleeves, small white gloves, white apron, short white socks and roller skates.

Sara likes to sing along to classic 50s tunes. She goes around her diner giving out milkshakes, iced tea, lemonade, sliders, waffle fries, hot soup, toasty sandwiches, and fresh crunchy salad, to her mellow customers every luncthime. The creator (me) would usually go there if he's looking to get a milkshake.

She has a light Southern accent.

Ben

Character gender: Male

Character element: Wind

Rating in the character gacha: ☆☆☆☆

Age: 12

Location in the real world: London, England

Favourite food/drink: Steak Dinner

Occupation: Student

Ben is a small boy with big ambition. In real life, he has neat brown hair a black sweater, long blue pants and platform shoes. He in Gacha Club however looks different. His brown hair isn't as neat, and his eyes are blue. He has a leather flight cap with avaiator's goggles, a beige scarf, a black jacket with long sleeves over a loose white t-shirt, a belt with a buckle, blue jeans, leather kneepads and leather boots.

Ben keeps his calm, even in the toughest of situations. He likes steam locomotives, steam tugboats and old airplanes. In the virtual world, he is one of some homeless children that stays in the Dokitown Daycare. In his room, his table is occupied with a fully-detailed model railway set, his shelves full of trains and boats, and a collection of classic biplanes. The shelf also keeps a remote-controlled seaplane which he takes it to the beach.

He has a Cockney accent, that similar to Ten Cents from Tugs.

Minazuki

First appearance: Gacha Club

Character gender: Female

Character element: Water

Rating in the character gacha: ☆☆☆☆☆

Location in the real world: Osaka, Japan

Favourite food/drink: Shortcake

Occupation: Student

Her name means (the month of) June, the rainiest month in Japan. She is an elf-like person with pointy ears, with long, light blue hair in two low twintails. Her eyes are light blue with shy-looking eyelashes. Her default outfit is a white lotus flower on her head, a necklace with a blue gemstone, a white off-shoulder toe-length dress with short sleeves, yellow wellies, and usually carries a polka-dotted umbrella. Alternatively, she might wear a yellow raincoat and rain hat over her dress and head respectively, but that's a different outfit obtained from the costume gacha.

She's a wise girl who separates the wrongs from right.

Minazuki has a soothing, silvery voice.

Jake & Jane

First appearance: Gacha Life

Character element: Light

Rating in the character gacha: ☆☆☆☆☆

Age: 7 (both)

Location in the real world: Des Moines, Iowa

Favourite food/drink: Chicken sandwich (Jake), garden salad (Jane)

Occupation: Farmer's son (Jake), farmer's daughter (Jane)

Jake & Jane are farmhouse twins who work and play together and would never be seen apart. Both have brown hair, hazel eyes, and wear the same red polo shirt with short sleeves. Jake has short hair, puffy yellow knee-length shorts with suspenders, white socks and brown shoes. Jane has her hair tied into a ponytail, a denim skirt with suspenders, long socks and black shoes with a single buckle.

Both Jake and Jane have been helping their father carrying wheelbarrows of melons and pumpkins, and feeding the animals. It was a lot of fun for them and they wouldn't give in.

Jake and Jane both have a generic American accent, something like Tommy and Tallulah from Tickety Toc (US dub)

Belle / Lifesaver Belle

Character gender: Female

Character element: Water

Rating in the character gacha: ☆☆☆☆

Age: 21

Location in the real world: Miami, Florida

Favourite food/drink: Mocktail

Occupation: Lifeguard

Belle is a former swim instructor and current lifeguard. She has reddish-brown hair in a ponytail. Her eye color is blue. Belle's outfit is a red two-piece lifeguard outfit that consists of a sports-bra-like top, red hi-cut briefs and no footwear. She also sports a red and white visor cap with a white circular rubber attachment with a red cross on it. The red cross represents the medical red cross.

Belle is a brave lifeguard and is always ready to jump in to the scene to save lives, but when she's on the watchtower, she keeps all her focus on the sky, the sea and the sand and nowhere else, so she might lose focus on other things. Her real self does regular routines and behavior.

She has a generic American accent, but her courage would make it sound a bit harsh.

And here is me, myself. My real name isn't used here.

The Creator / Creator

First appearance: Gacha Life

Character gender: Male

Character element: Water

Rating in the character gacha: ☆☆☆☆☆

Age: (follows my age)

Favourite food/drink: Milkshake

Occupation: Creator

The Creator who made Dokitown with his tablet and pen. And with these two tools, he can create anything and bring them to Gachaverse. His outfit in Gacha Life has blue hair, one white pupil, one black pupil, a jacket, belt, long pants and a pair of shoes. In Gacha Club, he is called DJ Creator, and has dark bluish-grey hair, a black t-shirt, track pants and chuck taylors.

He's mostly chill, and sometimes jokes getting through hard times.

He has a light Australian accent with a bit of Asian essence, so he would sound something like Jeff of the Wiggles, but younger