#warrior nun lilith x reader

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You are the reason - Lilith, Warrior Nun.

Sister Lilith x reader (she/her), no names used. request by @loaksmuntxa fluff, some spoilers but it does not follow perfectly the plot. 1,7K words. 

english isnt my first language!!

The bond you shared with Lilith was special.

Yes, she was clearly rude at first, and she still was, even with how close the two of you were. Both of you were “legacies”. Her family being the halo bearer for 6 generations before Ava took over, and yours being known to be the mighty-protector, the one who taught everything to the halo bearer. It may sound a little bit dumb, considering that they were the one bearing the halo, but it takes a lot: mentally and physically. But your little spanish family was known to have a pure heart. And all the women in your family were amazing at archery, so that did help. Naturally, both of your family were very close. You balanced Lilith’s family’s harsh nature, while she balanced with your too soft family. But being legacies had its problems. The pressure from both of your family was extremely intense and that may have contributed to Lilith’s downfall with Adriel. But anyways, you both bonded on that pressure, especially after Ava took over Lilith’s role and Beatrice kinda took over yours. 

Don’t get it wrong, Lilith and you still had that bond before the incident, when Shannon was still the Warrior Nun. She was training all day, all night, and you can’t count on your fingers all the times you had to stop her from throwing an umpteenth knife around 3 am. Your hands softly touching her shoulder, before resting on it, while she nearly jumped from the contact of your hot skin against her cold one. You coaxing her to go to bed with pleading eyes, desperately trying to make eye-contact with her. Because that “damm fucking bond”, made her unable to resist to your sleepy eyes begging her to go to sleep. But every time, you would make eye contact, because that’s what you were good at, and she would end up cuddled against you in bed. Lilith would never admit that she was cuddling with you. It was more of her fulfilling her legacy-halo-bearer-duty, of course. She would never admit that she liked those soft touches, your fingers tracing the contour of her face-bones, that would always lull her to sleep. Or that she loved counting the moles and soft marks on your face when she thought you were asleep. 

The bond you shared with Lilith was special, unique, soft, and intimate.

It all changed when she changed sides, obviously. You couldn’t deny it, it was hurting to see that woman whom you shared so many intimates and soft moments, trying to kill Ava. She had grown wings. And God, they were beautiful and you couldn’t stop looking at it when you saw them. It was impossible to hurt her, or even to try to hurt her. You were an amazing fighter, and you helped Lilith with her training for years. But throwing a knife or an arrow at her felt wrong. Maybe it was your mother speaking into your head. “God, I hate her mother, but please don’t embarrass us more by killing the one you were supposed to help.” Or maybe it was that bond, telling you this wasn’t YOUR Lilith. That she needed help. Killing Adriel was the only way. And you knew she needed help and wanted it. With those new powers, new abilities, she had the opportunity to kill you, more than one. But weirdly enough, her knives, her arrows, and everything that could hurt you always ended up a foot away from you. The bond was speaking, even in her corrupted mind. 

Then, she disappeared for a while, but you didn’t stop fighting. You had your place next to Ava, Beatrice and that weird guy they found, Miguel. Your family had been fighting for years against devils, and killing Adriel would definitely bring back the honor in your family. So here you were, next to the portal, bow in your hand, and with the most cold face you could have put on. Facing Adriel and Lilith, the girl whom you shared soft kisses, shyly, in the dark, after a rough day. Lilith, who looked more and more unrecognizable, suddenly pulled Miguel’s heart, who was actually Michael or whatever, out of his chest, destroying the divinium bomb plan. Rising your bow, you throw a first arrow at Adriel, and you pray for you, and Lilith, as the fight begins. Everything is such a blur. Camila crying in Adriel mind’s, as she tells you, Beatrice protecting Ava from Lilith, you end up limping, bleeding nearly everywhere, a hand holding your left flank, stumbling every now and there, near the arch, your other hand bearing a sword, trying to stab as better as you could Adriel. His laugh resonates inside your ringing ears. “Miserable human…Fighting to protect the life of such an unknown person…Ava does not deserve this…Look at you, poor creature, putting your life at risk for her. You nuns are really mad.” Swallowing the blood in your mouth, you raise the sword once again, and God knows how, you actually touch him. And with the coolest smirk, that was so much like Lilith’s, you answered him weakly. “I am not doing this for Ava. I’m not saving Ava, but Lilith! I’ll try for centuries if she needs me to!” 

He catches the end of your sword and throws it across the room, the shining weapon ending up into a wall. That ugly laugh gets to your ears again, and as you see him talk, Adriel raises his leg, and God, he’s going to push you in that fucking weird dimension. And God you were swearing like Lilith. Speaking of, a black ball comes towards you at lightning speed, and you realize it’s Lilith, who dropped Ava in the corner, coming towards you like a fury. When you lose your balance, your hair flies out of place, your hand leaves your side, and you turn your head, trying to make eye-contact one last time with your Lilith. Now questioning every bit of your sanity, you try to understand why you’re not dead yet, as Lilith’s burned arm holds you, just a little bit above the floor, as her other arm throws a kick at her ���master”, punching him a few feet back. God, when has she become this muscular? Her arms weren’t this strong around your waist before. You didn’t know if you were hallucinating, dead, or alive, but you can hear the confusion in Adriel’s voice, and feel the stares of your sisters. “"Lilith, the supposed halo-bearer choosing that human over me, Adriel, when I have shown you the true world! I have given you wings, power, everything you needed to avenge yourself! You have shown your true colors and weakness by choosing love over loyalty. You will regret this betrayal as much as you will regret ever crossing me. I will make sure that you suffer for your treachery and that you never forget the price of betrayal."

Now, you were clearly hallucinating, your head spinning, ears ringing like there were bells in your head, vision becoming more and more blurry, but all you can do is focus on Lilith’s beautiful face, counting her eyelashes one last time as her arms hold your bleeding figure tighter. “You were about to take away the only person that I loved! The only person who loved me for who I was before you turned me into a monster! She means the world to me, miserable human or not! And me alive, you will not hurt her!” Rage echoes in her voice, and soft and cold tears falling on your cheeks are the last thing you can remember. 

Everything's a blur, foamy memory. Everything but the pain that rushes to your nervous system when you move an inch of your body. A strangle moan leaves your body, and the door flies open. You want to scream, to run, to hide or even to fight. But you make eye-contact. With her. And she walks, not flies to you in a scared manner;like you were about to run away or even to disappear if she blinked too slowly. A smile falls on your face, and Lilith’s smile mirrors yours, and she sits on the chair next to the hospital bed. “Do you really think, after all this, I want you to sit next to me? I’m not made of sugar. I know, we are in public, and things have changed… You take a deep breath, eyes filling with tears as she abruptly stands up to wipe them as they only start to fall. Damm her and fast reflexes, and damn the way she so easily reads into you. Lilith's dark pink lips shushes you, but you nod softly, too scared to move your neck as you continue speaking. And if you knew better, you’d think her eyes were watery too. But right now, I just need you to hold me. How you want, where you want. I know this isn’t usual, but God it was so scary Lilith! I thought I lost you!” 

And Lilith shushes you again, because she knew. She now knew what it felt like to nearly lose your most-loved one, and how scary it is. She settles to the edge of the bed, her long dark hair framing her face perfectly, and the nearly angel looking girl that she was, holds your hand as the other cups your face lovingly. Loving you was easy, you made it look like the easiest thing ever. She was ready to love you. It would take time for her to heal, for the both of you. Especially with the holy-war that was coming. But she would protect you. It was her legacy. Loving you never felt so easy when she realized. Bearing the halo or avenging herself were not her only reasons to live. You were the reason.

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Chapter 17. :)

Camila is a little ray of sunshine to everybody. Her smile was a contagious one. Her black, short, curly hair fits perfectly on her face alongside her sharp jaw. There are only two people that matter to her most.

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Lilith is cold and calculating. It was how she was raised by her father, the Alpha of her pack. Everyone is scared of her. She seems to have a permanent scowl on her face. Her long, raven hair falls straight down on her back with cheekbones so sharp it could cut glass. Her pack is her everything.

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promoting my werewolf AU. so many Avatrice fics, so I decided to create one for my other favorite ship, Camila x Lilith. Of course, Avatrice is here too. :)

[bumblesimagines]

Imagine:

Ava having a crush on you, the adopted son of Mother Superion

Request: Yes or No

Don't worry, we'll have sum lesbian nuns soon enough

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Ava looked over the paintings on the walls. She let out a half-impressed hum before her gaze went over to the nuns training. She watched them, eyes wondering until they landed on a young man.

"So.. If this is all women, why's there a dude here?" Ava asked, tilting her head as she looked him over. He was attractive, maybe more attractive than JC.

"That would be (Y/N). Mother Superion took him in after he had been left at the gates as a baby. She raised him as her own." Father Vincent explained. Ava hummed, nodding.

"So.. Do I call him Brother (Y/N)?" She asked, looking at Father Vincent. "Also, is he a monk?"

"He prefers being called just (Y/N)." Father Vincent chuckled, shaking his head. He looked at the young man, watching him nod along to something one of the Sisters said.

"I suppose he is a monk." Father Vincent said.

"Aren't they usually.. Bald? And wear orange?" Ava asked, cocking a brow. Father Vincent glanced at her, staying silent. Ava hummed.

"Good talk." She mumbled.

Ava grunted as she hit the floor, letting out a deep sigh. She looked at Sister Lilith, lifting herself up on her elbows.

"Starting to think you don't like me." Ava said. Sister Lilith shrugged. Ava got up, rolling her shoulders and picking up her stick. Her gaze went to (Y/N) when he entered. Ava grunted, shooting Sister Lilith a glare as she held her side.

"Stay focused." Sister Lilith huffed. (Y/N) chuckled, going to Mother Superion and standing beside her.

"How's it going?" (Y/N) asked. Ava looked back at him.

"Getting my ass beat. How about yo-"

"Language!" Sister Lilith happily hit her again. Ava rubbed her arm.

"Can I train with someone who isn't trying to kill me?" Ava asked, looking at Mother Superion. Mother Superion kept a stotic look on her face.

"You'll train with (Y/N)." She simply said. Sister Lilith went to stand beside her, handing the stick to (Y/N). Ava hummed.

"Isn't this.. A bit unfair?" Ava asked. (Y/N) chuckled, nodding.

"Yeah, probably. I'll go easy on you though." (Y/N) assured. Ava nodded, feeling her face hit up a bit.

"Show me what you've got." (Y/N) encouraged. Ava thought back on everything she had done with Lilith. She went forward, swinging the stick but (Y/N) blocked her hits with ease. Ava huffed, trying to go for the head but (Y/N) grabbed her arm and pulling her forward. He stepped to the side, letting her arm go and watching her faceplant. (Y/N) snorted, biting his lip.

"This is easy?" Ava got up, facing him. (Y/N) shrugged, nodding.

"Yeah." he chuckled. Ava huffed, trying to avoid looking at his exposed arms. She licked her lips. A simple crush wasn't gonna stop her. Or maybe it would.

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Jeremiah 29:13

Request: Beatrice x reader with the final fight against Adriel. (It kind of ended up being a slight Avatrice x Reader, Beatrice x Reader is already implied)

"Beatrice is going to kill us for this." Ava whispers to you as you enter the van behind her. You look back out of the van to see Beatrice conversing with Mother Superion. "We've already discussed this, I don't see a need to reopen discussion." Ava goes to respond but you cut her off, "You and Michael can't take Adriel down, or blow him up, if you have to worry about Lilith as well. And I already promised to stay as far away from any and all explosions as I can." Ava just grunted in response as Beatrice climbed into the van. "Everything all right?" She asked as she looked between you and Ava. "Everything is perfect." You say with a smile as you reach forwards to grab her hand.

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The parking garage is loud as you and the rest of the nuns shoot at the guards. You peak your head out and send a few shots at the guards as Ava runs in to go Warrior Nun on them. You watch for a few seconds as you watch her phase through a wall to punch the guard on the other side before feeling a tug on your arm. You look back to see Michael and he gestures with his head towards the exit. You nod and start to follow him while making sure to keep an eye on the fight behind you. You lock eyes with Ava, who gives you a quick nod before phasing as Beatrice throws a knife threw her and into a guard. "That was so hot." You tell Michael, who rolls his eyes in response, as you both turn and start jogging towards your destination.

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"She lied about it's location." Beatrice says with anger in her voice as they round the corner into a dead end, the arc no where to be seen. "Why would she do that?" Yasmine asks confused. Ava takes a deep breath before turning around, "Because we- I, I told her to." Yasmine looks towards Ava with a questioning gaze but Ava keeps her focus on Bea. "Because things change when you realize that not everything is about you... I'm sorry Bea." Beatrice can feel dread start to consumer her. "You said we, what do you mean we?" Ava sends her a pleading look, hoping that Beatrice would grasp what she meant and not force her to say it allowed. "No... I knew I should have been worried when Michael and Y/n disappeared after that first fight! We don't even know if your plan will work!" Dread and gut wrenching heartache consume Beatrice as she fully realizes what the three of you had planned. "You don't even know if it's going to work and your risking all your lives on a what if?" "Bea please-" "No I can't let you do this." Beatrice cuts Ava off as she grabs the crown from her belt holder. Ava reacts in kind but wrestling it back from her, both of them ending up chest to chest. The proximity causes Beatrice's breath to catch in her throat. "I asked for permission for this." Is all Ava says as she pulls Bea into a kiss that she'd been wanting to give her for the past few months. Ava pulls back when she needs to regain her breath and leaves a light kiss on Bea's forehead, "That one is from y/n... They... I..." Ava bites her lip nervously. "In the next." Is all she can manage to say before she phases through the floor.

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"Nice of you to join us." Michael says as Ava phases through the floor. She doesn't respond and Michael looks at her concerned. "You okay?" Ava just nods in response and Michael sighs before looking for another way to get to the arc. Ava moves to follow but you grab her arm and pull her back into a tight hug. "Is she okay?" You ask as you pull away from the hug. Ava shrugs and gives you a sad smile. "She will be." You return the smile in the same fashion and tenderly kiss her forehead before pulling away. "C'mon, let's catch up with Michael."

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"Stay behind me." Michael says as the three of you walk into the chamber. You pull out your sword as Michael starts his speech of justice and wonders deep into the room. "Where is Lilith?" You whisper to Ava the farther into the room you get. "I don't know she's suppose to be-" Ava response gets cut off as Lilith suddenly appears next to Michael and injures him before ripping his heart out. You stare at her with horror in your eyes as Ava lets out a sob. Lilith disappears again before reappearing behind Ava and scratching her across her back causing her to fall to her knees. She goes to grab Ava again but this time, finally, your ready and swing your sword towards her outstretched hand. That forces Lilith's gaze on to you and the next thing you know, your in the fight of your life.

"Come on y/n, you can do better than that." Lilith says with distaste as you lean against the wall, breathing labored due to either exhaustion or your injuries or both. You did not realize how hard it would be to fight someone who can teleport. "I'm not done yet." You say as you stand fully and swing wildly at Lilith, self preservation over ruling technique. "Pitiful." Lilith says as she cuts you again, causing you to collapse back against the wall. Lilith puts her hands under your arms and lifts you up over Ava and Adriel. "I want to give you a birds eye view of Adriel winning." Is all Lilith say as she holds you.

You watch as Adriel sends gusts of wind towards Ava and she allows them to push her back, until she's almost directly under you. Your breath catches in your throat as you see her head move slightly towards Michael and you realize she's still going to use his body to blow up Adriel. You also hear quiet footsteps behind you and you turn your head slightly to see Beatrice enter the room. Shit was about to go down. Is all you could think as you turn your head some to look at Lilith, who is still behind you holding you up. "You know what?" Lilith raises her eyebrow at you at the same time that the halo starts to glow on Ava's back. "Mary would be so disappointed in you." You tell her as you elbow her hard in the stomach, causing her to drop you. Lilith dives down to grab you again but Ava's already thrown a blast at Michael's body and Lilith teleports away to save herself instead. "NO!"

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You remember a bright blue flash and now everything hurts. "Please, please, please." You hear whispered beside you as you slowly come to. "Ava, please stop. It won't work, y/n has never been connected to the Halo in the way that you and mother Superion have. You need to focus on healing what you can." You let out a grown of pain as you squint open your eyes. "Y/n! Can you hear me?" Beatrice asks as she places a hand on your cheek, ignoring the blood on her hands. "Bea? It's hard to breathe." Your eyes finally come into focus and you can see Beatrice and Ava over you, Beatrice clearly propping up your body against hers. "What were you thinking?" Comes from your right as Ava lets tears fall freely from her eyes. "We had a plan, you promised you would stay away from the explosion."

"I'm sorry but the world needs the warrior nun, besides who says warrior nuns always have to die young." You try to joke but it's lost behind a sharp breath as you feel your body temperature dropping every second. "But what about me... What about the both of us?" Ava responds as she and Beatrice share a look. "As much as I would want to have a deep conversation about the feelings that all three of us, now, clearly share. We need to get you up stairs and to Jillian or someone who can help you." Beatrice says as she tries to sit you up more but you stop her, "It hurts every time you move me, please let me enjoy my last moments in peace... With the two people I love." You say, knowing you would never get a chance ever again to express how you truly feel to Beatrice and Ava. Beatrice lets a sob slip through her lips at the confession and hangs her head against your shoulder. "Please, you've been with me since almost the beginning. I can't do this without you." "You've always been strong Beatrice and you wont be alone." You send Ava a small smile as you reach out and grab her hand. "This isn't fair. This wasn't supposed to happen." You drop Ava's hand and reach to cup her cheek, she has to lean down closer to you because you were losing your strength and couldn't reach all the way. "Don't think like that. I've done almost everything I've wanted to do in my life. You were given a second chance Ava, after 19 years of hell, you were given a chance to live. How could I let your throw that all away on the chance of killing a powerful demon."

"You could have at least given me a choice! Anything! A hint at your plans just something so I could have stopped-" You stop Ava by weakly tugging her down into a kiss. "Sorry I had to do that at least once." Ava just gives you a smile and goes back to holding your hand, he argument and anger dying out immediately. "Bea?" You ask as you turn your head towards your girlfriend, who had been silent. Bea just leans down to give you a kiss of her own and lets her forehead rest against yours. "I love you. I love you so much. Please." is all she repeats and you finally let yourself cry as you realize everything you'd be leaving behind, but it was too late now for any help and you couldn't feel anything except for Ava's hands in yours and Beatrice's tears falling onto your face. "Go back to Switzerland for me. I don't care if it's only for a week, just once all this is cleaned up, sprinkle my ashes in the lake we use to go to." "Of course." They both respond and you smile one last time before letting your body go limp in Beatrice's arms, missing the way both girls collapse into each other. Only for the rest of their friends to run in seconds later and witness two of the strongest people they know crumble.

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Beatrice stares at the sword hanging on the wall, your sword. She reaches out and runs her fingers across the bible verse engraved in the sword, something every nun chooses when they first join. "Are you ready?" She hears behind her as Ava grabs her hand. "I got the car waiting outside." Beatrice quickly wipes away the last of her tears before turning around and nodding her head and giving the other girl a smile. "As ready as I'll ever be." They walk out of the church and see Mother Superion, Father Vincent, Camila, and Yasmine standing near the entrance. The group had known of the two girls departure as they had watched both of them distant themselves from things around the church. Beatrice, who usually trained the new recruits, had Camila replace for the last week and Ava didn't really leave her side. Well, neither, left each others side. As soon as the two girls get near, Camila launches herself at them and brings them into a group hug. No words are said as she pulls back, not so discreetly wiping her tears away, and lets everyone else hug them, except for Father Vincent. "We'll be back... Someday." Ava says to Mother Superion as she hugs her last. "I hope so." Is all she gets in response as she turns back to Beatrice, offering her hand and heading towards the exit. They place their bags in the trunk of the taxi before hopping into the back seat. "Where to?" The man driving asks. "The airport." Beatrice replies as Ava looks at her with a confused look. "Where are we going exactly Bea?" Beatrice gives her a smile as she lovingly squeezes the hand she's holding. "Anywhere, you have the whole world to see... And at some point Switzerland... For..." Beatrice falters for a second at the thought of you that crosses her mind. Ava squeezes her hand back for comfort. "Switzerland it is them."

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John 14:27 (NASB)

Peace I leave you, my peace I give unto you; not as the world gives, do I give to you. Do not let your hearts be troubled, nor fearful.

Word Count: 2,164

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