#warrion nun fic

[jtl07]

pocketful

Strange, is Beatrice's second first impression. Strange because it's comfortable, the way the cloth wraps around her hands, the way her palms feel against her own thighs. She's not in the habit of touching - least of all herself. Self-massage if there's a knot in her back, a cramp in her leg. Less an act to self-soothe and more an obligation, necessity, duty. This was none of those. A presence, an awareness - a comfort even, found here, in herself. or: Five times Beatrice re/discovers pockets

[potsticker1234]

across the boulevard, she hears a hallelujah chapter 2 on AO3

Summary:

Caught up in the public eye, what does a day in the life of your friendly neighborhood halo-bearer look like?

Cue Lilith the nosey landlord, spidey senses tingling, and Ava abusing her super powers for photography.

Spiderman AU

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[akira101]

"Beatrice felt the tension of a thundercloud in Ava, the crackling promise of a lightning storm she was too inexperienced to weather, and overwrought, Beatrice broke the kiss."

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