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[sunsafewriting]

Do A Flip - chapter 7 (11.2k words)

chapter excerpt:

Shannon.

She’s always been a light sleeper, prone to waking up a few times a night, and the effect is magnified when she’s somewhere different. 

Tonight, different is their backyard: Diego has been desperate to go camping, and sleeping out under the stars behind Shannon and Mary’s house is their trial attempt at the whole experience. 

Beside her, Mary is still out, eyes closed. She tends to frown in her sleep, which Shannon finds charming; or perhaps what she finds charming is the way the frown clears when Mary wakes up, how she sees Shannon and her expression changes, first thing. 

Shannon slips out of their makeshift bed and stands, stretching her arm, working through a couple of nerve glides. Sometimes, when the weather changes too much too quickly, her old shoulder injury still twinges. It’s not too bad, anymore, but it’s better to get ahead of these things. 

From here, she can see the banked remains of the small fire they’d had in the pit, and the arrangement of the others, strewn out across the lawn. 

Diego, Ava, and Beatrice are lined up on a collection of mats. Ava has curled around Beatrice, and the way the two of them are pressed close makes Shannon sure they’ve slept like this before, but that doesn’t necessarily mean anything. Together, Ava and Beatrice have made an art out of avoiding change, or rather, of changing everything except that last little thing that makes it impossible to go back. 

Diego’s head pops up from his nest of blankets. In the moonlight, Shannon can see him blink, rubbing the back of his hand across his eyes. He catches sight of her and squirms free, scooping up his water bottle from the ground nearby before weaving his way over to her. 

He’s wearing a hoodie that he inherited from Ava recently — it features a graphic of a turtle in a judge’s wig, with the word TORTLE printed below. Shannon’s not sure he actually gets it, but he wears it all the time now anyway. 

"You’re awake, too," he says — softly, so he won’t wake everyone else.

"Yep. Thought I'd check out the stars for a bit."

They sit down together in two of the chairs by the firepit and tip their heads up to look at the sky. 

"How are you liking camping so far?" Shannon asks. 

"It’s cool," he whispers back. "Definitely marshmallows are the best part." 

Only Shannon, Ava, and Diego eat marshmallows — Beatrice is bothered by the texture and Mary finds them too sweet — but between the three of them, they’d managed to finish off a whole packet. Shannon had about three marshmallows total, so most of the credit has to be split between Ava and Diego’s industrious efforts. 

"Marshmallows are the best part," Shannon confirms. 

Diego’s attention drifts back to the stars for a moment, and then over to their campsite: the inflatable mattresses and the sleeping bags and the heaps of pillows — almost every single pillow from their house.

His expression shifts, and she can’t quite read him anymore.

"Everything okay?" 

At Diego’s age, if asked anything about how she was feeling, Beatrice had a variety of responses. She’d inform Shannon, stony-faced, that she was fine, that it didn’t matter, or just change the topic completely. Occasionally, when she did open up, it was almost always accompanied by a preface: this is ridiculous, but —

It’s a habit that stuck through her adolescence, a sense that emotions could only be discussed after having gained distance from them, after positioning them as inconsequential or unimportant. 

Shannon doesn’t really hear Beatrice talk like that anymore. Maybe it’s growing up and growing into herself, and being away from her parents. Maybe it’s Ava’s influence, and how she wants to put every one of Beatrice’s feelings under light and examine it and take it seriously. Or maybe it was a conscious choice, out of fear that Diego might pick it up, might start to speak and think in the same way. 

"Yeah," Diego says. "It’s just nice, isn’t it? It’s really nice."

"It is," Shannon replies. 

There’s a beat, and then Diego admits, "I wanted to try it because of what you said. You said that camping trips were your favourite thing when you were a kid."

Actually, what Shannon said was that family camping trips were her favourite, but this omission, it seems, has been made deliberately: Diego is watching her very carefully, now, his fingers tugging at his hoodie sleeve. 

"Is this like the ones you remember?" he asks. 

"Well, my brother used to snore like a tractor," Shannon answers, and Diego’s nose crinkles in amusement. "But other than that, they were exactly like this." 

Diego nods, satisfied, and the two of them sit there a little longer, until Diego yawns, and then he’s off again, saying goodnight to Shannon before disappearing back into his nest, wriggling a bit closer to Ava before going still.

[closetcasefabray]

Pleeeassee some avatrice fic recommendations, pretty pretty please . slow burns. I want to read my eyes out. Thank you very much

sorry for the delay but i come with a few recs with links! (and my nicknames for them)

choose the devil I know (over the heaven I don’t) aka Firefighter AU [WIP] - reverse slow burn - they don’t talk about their feelings but they have a lot of sex and then the emotional slowburn fucks. me. up. love to see/read it. @sapphicstacks is a real one but also p much lured me in, making me be like “yesss firefighter pxrn” and then it turned into “oh no i fEEL TOO MUCH” (in a good way)

not exactly slowburn, but there technically is a good amount of burning (S appreciate this)… if you want a s3 canon fic with some angst that squeezes your heart so hard but heals you at the same time (also gets quite horny), read Sixth to the Ninth Hour [Complete] aka Ava Walks Through Hell (to get back to Bea) [canon compliant]. i recently reread and yelled at @snowandwolves about it. they also have a new fic that’s slowburn and 🥹 it’s so good—leave the light on (i'll find my way home) [WIP] aka Lighthouse AU where ava isn’t sure where she wants to go or what to do in life but she finds herself working with bea at a lighthouse and it’s just the two of them building a routine and life together as they navigate their own internal things and their feelings for each other.

i can’t talk slowburn and not include @sunsafewriting—Do A Flip [WIP] rewired my brain chemistry—diego 🥹 ava taking him to aikido 🥹 ava taking every opportunity to befriend bea 🥹 ava’s so so patient and gentle 🥹 diego loves bea 🥹 (+ lilith cannot stand being in the same room as ava & bea bc gOD they’re unbearable 😂) their chosen family is so fucking important to me. also by sunsafe, Favourable Conditions [WIP] aka Pirate AU - has so much yearning it makes me feel stupid - bea is daughter of the commodore, ava is the governor’s niece aka off-limits (not because the gay but bc authority etcetcetc) but ava finds every way to push limits. bea has to call her Miss Silva despite ava’s insistance—“Can you think of me as Ava, just in your head?” Miss Silva requests. “Even if you never say it.”

i’m also currently reading If Saint and Angels Spoke of Love [WIP] by mermaiddrunk, aka Catholic HS AU. it’s ruining/saving my life rn. bea is a nun at a catholic high school. ava is the new english literature teacher. they both can’t seem to stay away from each other.

let me know if this suffices or if you’ve read these all already 😘

[closetcasefabray]

I DONT HAVE NOTIFICATIONS ON FOR TUMBLR BC MOST OF THEM ARE S3X BOTS FOLLOWING ME 🤣 BUT YES PLS MAKE SNOWY COMPANION PIECE.

but we’ve talked about this—you get in my head enough that i can literally tell you all about snow with silly anecdotes to brainstorm. i already told you about all the snow 🍆 at my campus as soon as it snowed more than 6 inches lol

have i told you about the waves that freeze in the great lakes? like it gets so cold so fast it the waves freeze??!!!??? i want to see them even though i’ll complain about the cold the whole time. so basically my need to cry & be in awe of nature & the seasons will always make me think of this fic.

i also always imagined ava being ass at ice skating & bea having not really done much of it being a natural (bc balance or whatever). last winter i told @sunsafewriting about the little penguins they provide (typically children) to push & hold onto as they learn to skate at one of the rinks in NY & diego would get one for ava (“because your clumsiness is concerning, ava”).

diego would throw a snowball at ava & a snowball fight would ensue & ava would accidentally duck into a snowball & it hits her in the face & she gets a black eye & diego feels soooo bad he takes care of her but ava’s just ☺️ bc bea also takes care of her & “c’mon i look pretty badass, bea.” & “ava, i know how you got the black eye which is decidedly not badass.” & (from the other room where he’s cooking dinner) “i’m sorry 😭” & “ok not badass. but i’m still cute right? 🥺” & “yes, darling. you’re as cute as ever.”

don’t even get my started on the holidays. or bea with rosy cheeks & nose & her freckles 😭. omg the northern lights together??? jillian gets them one of those igloos with clear views of the sky for an anniversary present. (listen—i wish so bad to have a mind-blowing ****** under aurora borealis but if i can’t then my fav ship should).

YOU STARTED THIS.

(enjoy your potato day but i’ll prob send you 487558 additional messages about this now.)

ps: i love your cat. truly. but i stg S, please spend my kofi on yourself.

pps: actually, i demand it.

ppps: [affectionately]

so rain now makes me think of your lighthouse au but now it's snowing and i'm wondering does it snow at the lighthouse they're at? just picturing bea with snowboots and snow all around at a lighthouse at the edge of the world

this reminds me of a conversation i had with @closetcasefabray where i asked her what season we're in now at the lighthouse au cos i genuinely don't know LMAO though when i started this, i had the spring months plus a few weeks of summer in mind 💀 so, we're not gonna get into snow in this fic bUT NOW YOU'VE PUT IDEAS IN MY HEAD bec what if they're bundled up and ava is being silly and bea falls on her ass despite her snowboots and she's embarrassed about jt until ava laughs and she joins in until it's hard to breathe? oh god, what if they make a snowman and they argue about what the nose should be? OR what if they're standing at the top of the lighthouse, snow all around like you said, nothing but white beyond them, together before the world begins again? WHAT THEN

[princington]

Beatrice’s restraint is sharp yet precarious, like a blade balanced on its point.

“Are you attempting to influence my decision?” Beatrice asks, after a long beat, when she is again capable of asking.

Ava tilts her head. “If you were so easily influenced, there are a great number of things I would’ve done many years ago to convince you,” she asserts. “But you’re so devastatingly principled.”

It does, in this moment, feel devastating.

favourable conditions ch4 by @sunsafewriting

[daisychainsandbowties]

any avatrice recs :)))) have already read all your fics and now i am depression (genuinely daydream abt ur star wars au daily)

i could hype each of these fics individually but basically if it’s here i think it’s incredible and you have to read it 💖💖🥰

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the sweetest taboo// 1930s au &

i know now what no angel knows// fallen angel au by @dumpsterfireofsubtext

indy au part 1 & part 2// or, ava peels an orange & makes me feel insane 🫠🫠🫠 by @estherthenormal

lemon drop boy// t boy ava au

lazarus woke with a kiss// scp/ lab rat ava au &

how to stitch holes in the sky// dragon age au, all by @the-darkness-does-not-bargain

teach me to love (as you have loved me)// this is. yeah. this is beautiful. newbea au by @birgittesilverbae (💖💖 ily)

beyond our space and starlight// eldritch au by @thistleation

escape attempt number whatever thousand, some hundred and four, probably// hades au by @foulbearobservation

do a flip// aikido gfs au by @sunsafewriting

if saints and angels spoke of love// (bea is a math teacher & ava’s basically the guy from dead poets society) by @mermaidandthedrunks

choose the devil i know (over the heaven i don’t)// firefighter au by @sapphicstacks

leave the light on (i’ll find my way home)// lighthouse au by @snowandwolves

on the run from a losing game// chef au by @fiddleabout

this must be the place// lumberjack au by @littledata

love thy neighbour// my fav roommates au. pokemon strap-on fic 😌🙏

turning sun into sugar, spinning straw into gold// pnw au by @gohandinhand

the world is just an illusion (trying to change you)// roadtrip au, &

a lover, or something of mine// reincarnation au by @smokestarrules

who needs comfortable love// sentient halo au by @the-ominous-owl

this celestial glow is blinding// firewatch au

the thought of high windows// 60s au

pull back the curtains for venus// alien bea au &

of greater marvels yet to be// fleabag au, all by @seabiscuits-us

[mpliego]

been thinking about favourable conditions by @sunsafewriting for weeks... so I made something :)

[simplykorra]

Avatrice fanfic recommendation???

a beggar in the morning - @thecousinsdangereux

how shall i speak of doom - @thirteenyasmin

peach plum pear - @lightsaroundyourvanity

mirages of you - @justawhitewall

on the run from a losing game - @fiddleabout

winter hymnal - @mermaidandthedrunks

To climb a tree - @frenchsoda

desperate times, desperate measures - @adeledazeem

who needs comfortable love - @the-ominous-owl

Do a Flip - @sunsafewriting

come back (even as a shadow, even as a dream) - @karatam

of greater marvels yet to be - @seabiscuit

move the kitchen table out to the lawn - @care

the tie between us is very fine - @mitchelljoni

eternal silence of these infinite spaces - @lovepotionnumber5

i sense a rhythm humming in a frenzy - @littlepacketofchips

and there it is, a mark of the divine - @understreetlights

so many of these authors have other outstanding fics you can find on their profiles too.

this fandom is absolutely stacked with talent.

[lexa-el-amin]

Warrior Nun - Avatrice: Fan Fiction Recs

let's start with favorite authors:

everything by @sunsafewriting is next level. favorite stories are favourable conditions (pirate au!! the pining in this!) and do a flip (ava and bea take care of little diego! so adorable).

seabiscuit! they are all my favorite but if i had to rank them i'd say the thought of high windows (60s AU, Bea is very repressed and Ava very gay), of greater marvels yet to be (Bea is a nun in a church archive, Ava studies theology and falls in love in said archive), pull back the curtain for venus (Bea is an alien sent to earth to explore, she falls in love with Ava, obviously) and if mine, then yours (and so all yours) (switzerland fic, Ava sees Bea naked accidently and has a gay awakening).

@simplykorra is keeping us entertained singlehandely with all her fics, my favorite remains to be let me photograph you in this light (in case this is the last time) (set after season 2, Bea goes back to Switzerland and tries to live her life like Ava wanted her to).

then some tropes etc.:

my favorite switzerland stories are definitely show me something of a reckoning (fake dating!) and the gods we can touch (mutual pining!)

christmas fluff? christmas fluff! Snapshots for the future is set after season one. Bea wants to arange a perfect christmas for Ava, even if they are on the run from Adriel.

tension! pining! Ava and her stupid (and successful) plans to make Beatrice kiss her: Hickey AU and the to do list are the way to go! (honorary mention: To climb a tree by @frenchsoda. Bea is a personal trainer and Ava is very gay for her)

the planets & fates & all the stars aligned (i couldn’t lose) by @possibilistfanfiction (every wlw pairing needs a footy au! Bea and Ava are both professional football players and fall in love, obviously)

Whisks Worth Taking (a Bake Off AU) where Ava is a punny comedian and Beatrice a five star chef and they film a baking show together

can i get your house key? where Bea and Ava are roomates and besties and secretly in love with each other

[appleciders]

Tagged by @explosionshark! thank u so much!! sorry it took me a minute i shuffled them and wrote them down the day you tagged me but it took me till now to post lol

Rules: put all of your music on shuffle and list the first ten songs that pop up. Tag however many people you want, to keep it going, if you want to, of course.

(I listen to music like all spread out on a ton of playlists, so i don’t have a unified library, but i just hit shuffle on my “on repeat” spotify playlist lmao)

Crowded Table - The Highwomen

Masterpiece (Mona Lisa) - Jazmine Sullivan

Man to Man - Dorian Electra

Ciara - Sudan Archives

Walking Into Battle With the Lord - Chumbawamba

Cerritos Custom - The Mexican Weirdoh’s

My Love - Florence + The Machine

Hottie - Flo Milli

Lynchpin - Dan Mangan

Dártelo - Ruzzi

No pressure to do it at all tagging @weirdandoffputtingpussy @rasam @appleseedsofdiscord @dykeydays @dykerory @kchzndrvh @random-french-girl @talaricula @beatricexbenedick @lightning-in-your-teeth @purplecowboywombatgoth @daisychainsandbowties @gohandinhand @princington @birgittesilverbae @suchacomet @sunsafewriting!! anyone else who wants to - please feel free to say i tagged you <3

[sunsafewriting]

favourable conditions - chapter 4 (3.9k)

chapter excerpt:

Beatrice doesn’t sleep that night, but still, there are routines that can’t be broken. 

She slips out of bed, dresses, and runs.

She runs too far and too fast to pretend it’s only exercise for the sake of conditioning. She runs until she can’t breathe, until the muscles in her left side cinch tight and burn, and still, she runs. 

This time, she changes her route and heads for the beach, keeping the Governor’s manor safely out of view. 

It doesn’t matter if Ava is awake. It doesn’t matter if there’s a light on. A candle isn’t a signal, only a flicker in the dark. 

Beatrice knows that; she knows better .

And yet. 

There is still the impulse to find Ava and demand something of her, to tug her close by both her hands, to hold her the way she has always held Beatrice, even without touching. 

But there would be no use in any of it.  

This was always going to happen. 

(Beatrice remembers the first parade of suitors, when they were eighteen — remembers hearing about it second-hand from one of the other officers, and then sparring with Lilith until even Lilith’s usually inexhaustible fury was wrung out, and only Beatrice stood to go again. 

“What has got into you?” Lilith demanded, with something almost like approval. Lilith, the only person to ever like Beatrice more after Beatrice split her lip. 

And later, at the manor — Ava carrying on as she always had, barely waiting for Beatrice to take up her post in the foyer before abandoning her latest art project in favour of other pursuits. “I was informed by one of the guards that you speak Dahulean fluently.”

“Yes, Miss Silva.” 

“I have been teaching myself. Perhaps you might permit me to practise with you?” 

And then, in a lapse of restraint, unexpected and unstoppable, perhaps among the first things she ever said to Ava that she desperately desired to take back: “Wasn’t one of the young men here today from the Dahulea Isles? Surely he would’ve been the better candidate for this revision.” 

Ava fixed Beatrice with a delighted smile. “Are you keeping track of my suitors, Officer?” she asked, twirling her paintbrush to tap Beatrice’s chest with the wooden end, and smearing a streak of blue over her own wrist.

“No, Miss Silva. One merely hears things.” 

Untrue, and Ava might’ve known it, as she seemed to easily know all of Beatrice's secrets. 

“Regrettably, as I had to inform my uncle, they were each exceedingly ill-fitting as matches, although many of them were quite lovely.” 

“Your uncle heeds you on this matter?” 

Something passed across Ava’s face, then — not anger, exactly, but not unlike it. “For now,” she said. And then the unease was gone, replaced by the kind of amusement that Beatrice feared and longed for in equal measure, that was invariably the prelude to head-swimming dizziness. “Have you forgotten my request?”

“No, Miss Silva. I will practise with you.” 

It had not taken especially long for Beatrice to realise that the verbs Ava kept mixing up were very particular verbs with very particular meanings that did not, in fact, sound alike at all. Beatrice gently corrected her as often as she could, flushed and stammering herself, but Ava proved to have an inexhaustible number of mistakes ready to be made.)

[closetcasefabray]

hey, i know you don't really write faberry anymore. But I have just read through your just-like-the-movie tumblr posts because I love that story, and I saw you were considering a fic from stevies pov at one point. Would you share? Even in brief, how that would have developed? I still think that would be so interesting!

oh my goodness that’s like in the archives of my mind. but my dream/aspiration of a stevie pov would be similar in tone to @sunsafewriting’s Do a Flip from diego’s pov (if you are a warrior nun fan & haven’t read it, it is the most wholesome gd fic).

but it would also mimic sam’s pov in that it’s v limited moments & glimpses in, but more innocent bc yknow—child. it would start with hs when rachel would join quinn & sam babysitting—stevie likes any excuse to hear rachel sing. stacey likes any excuse to learn about make up & how to do her hair with the girls. she soaks up the time she has with quinn & rachel bc it’s normally just her, stevie, & sam.

it would include times stevie sees quinn & she seems upset as she navigates family & rachel & her sexuality. the glee club friends coming over for study groups & jam sessions. of course graduation. probably a faberry break up over winter break back in lima. a summer home from college as quinn & rachel navigate trying to be friends. a holiday party that winter where quinn & rachel are friends again—quinn blushing when rachel kisses her cheek under the mistletoe. spring break where a bunch of them come back sunburned & sam has hickeys but so does quinn & briefly stevie’s like ???? but obviously not from each other. that summer stevie sees a moving truck—quinn is moving to an apartment in new haven. rachel is moving to an apartment in queens (bc that apt in brooklyn they joke about the rent was STILL a severe underestimate at the time—i think they said $900/mo each?—that space in bushwick circa 2010ish was ~$4,000/mo lol.) & eventually sam takes stevie & stacey to see rachel in a play on broadway. & quinn is there & yeah. it’s all so wholesome.

[the-ominous-owl]

12, 19, 28

asdfas hi em thank you <3

12. Is there an episode above all others that inspires you just a little bit more?

of wn, not really cos it's all so good. maybe the switzerland ones, for obvious reasons

19. Stephen King once said that his muse is a man who lives in the basement. Do you have a muse?

not really, just random waves of inspiration that i ride until they crash me into the cliff-face of writers' block

28. Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.

limiting it to three is just so rude cos there are so fucking many breathtakingly awesome writers in this fandom, but fineeee if you're gonna make me pick, off the top of my head - @seabiscuits-us is awesome because they do this thing with words that i don't understand but it fills them with new and awesome power and i am in awe; @sunsafewriting has somehow managed to capture the exact feeling of being all cozy in bed under a thick blanket when its raining outside but you don't have anywhere to be and turned it into ficwords; and @birgittesilverbae for the absolutely bonkers rollercoaster of 🥹 to 🥺 that has been inflicted upon me

ask me things i'm procrastinating

[princington]

Only she passes straight by him and throws herself instead at a girl who’s just walked through the door, hugging her tightly, kissing her cheek one-two-three times.

Do a Flip Ch 4 by @sunsafewriting

[stars-and-birds]

Wenclair fic anon thanking you for the recs!!! I will take a gander! And if you're offering and willing on those WN fic recs, well, I wouldn't say no. :)

HIII ANON

Sorry this is late I was brainstorming but fuck it I’m going for it

So! Wn fic recs! Im new here so I’m just gonna do the ones off the top of my head lol

do a flip by @sunsafewriting. Wait are you the anon who recommended this to me in the first place? Either way, it’s brilliant I love it it’s so adorable.

a lover, or something of mine by @smokestarrules. Brilliant. Literally incredible. I just finished reading it today and it’s sooo good. Another fic author who I would recommend any of their fics. Reincarnation au so ofc it will make you cry.

Eternal silence of these infinite spaces by @lovepotionnumber5 super good. Martian ah which I never would have thought of but it’s really good

there are more but I have a huge fucking headache right now and I have homework so maybe another time. Definitely check out the first two’s other fics as well (haven’t read the third authors other fics but they are probably also great as well). Happy reading anon :)

[closetcasefabray]

@sunsafewriting diego with bea & ava energy

Before COVID shut the library down, I was helping a little boy and his mom find books.

“What do you like to read about?” I asked. “Dinosaurs!” This is common request, but can mean different things, “Okay. Do you want a story about dinosaurs, or facts about dinosaurs?” “Facts.” I took him to the dinosaur section (567.9) of the juvenile nonfiction. He picked out a couple books, and I asked him if there was anything else he was looking for. “Do you have anything on DNA?” I had to think about that for a second. “I think so…but I’ll have to look it up.” The boy beamed, “I want to find out how DNA works, so I can bring them back!” “We just saw Jurassic Park,” his mom explained with a smile that did not waver when she added, “We didn’t learn anything.”

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