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#warrior nun#ava silva#sister lilith#sister beatrice#shotgun mary#sister camila#warrior nun edit#wn edit#warriornunedit#alba baptista#lorena andrea#kristina tonteri young#toya turner#olivia declan#scrapbook#my edit#warrior nun season one#warrior nun screencaps#this would probably be a great header#warrior nun fandom#wn fandom
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Pinterest is being a 🤡. Listen here, it's my account. Mine. If I feel like spamming hundreds of Warrior Nun screenshots, that's what I should be able to do. It's tedious enough already, cropping and uploading these things.
Guess who's ✨procastrinating✨
And, I'm having trouble deciding if I should keep one of my ✨aesthetic✨ pictures, put on a character, or something satanic on my profile icon.
If you want the screenshots, by the way, here x. They're in clumps among random WN stuff. Or, just go on my created section.
#warrior nun#pinterest#warrior nun screencaps#diary pages#thought journal#there's a lot of adriel obviously
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“Why would I doubt?”
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ava + being wet
#im going to hell for this lmao#avatrice#warrior nun#ava silva#sister beatrice#alba baptista#kristina tonteri young#pictureset#screencaps#warrior nun season 2#please tip me bc im funny lol#with 300 notes
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#say your prayers and bottoms up!
#avatriceedit#warriornunedit#wnedit#avatrice#warrior nun#ava silva#sister beatrice#alba baptista#kty#mine: parallels#myedit#*23#the more i go back to get screencaps for different sets the more i see these little parallels (or maybe they're not so??) and *sigh*#like opposite parallels?#juxtapositions?#idk#only reinforces how perfect they are for each other#parallels#also ava in that beanie and kit 😍
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kty continuing to be stunning
#kristina tonteri young#kty#warrior nun#avatrice#sister beatrice#am i just nabbing screencaps from people's cameos they post on twitter?#you bet i am!#but look at her omg#she's beautiful#also in this one she talked about domestic avatrice#she thinks they'd have a kid#live in the city#sports mom ava#academic mom bea#no minivan#<3
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Another day with Avatrice ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
#warrior nun#warrior nun season 2#Another day with Avatrice#warrior nun edit#avatrice#ava x beatrice#save warrior nun#text post#thank you screencapped#i havent touch photoshop in a longtime dont judge#ava silva#sister beatrice
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#thinking of starting a screencap series#warrior nun#sister beatrice#ava silva#avatrice#wlwedit#tvedit#warriornunedit#avatriceedit#mysc#wns
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(One thing I find peculiar and unfortunate in current fandom business is the seeming lack of pointed discussion, so here is a humble attempt to spark a conversation and I more than welcome commentary.)
I came across someone in the notes to a post somewhere talking of how Jillian had been better styled in season two than in season one and I agreed, already seeking the justification for it in my mind. My observations are as follows:
S1 Jillian is Arq-Tech's mastermind and public face. Even though we first meet her in Morocco, in her explorer, Indiana Jones-like garb, it's the image of her running her company that sticks with us, her statements to the press, her corporate persona opening metaphorical fire upon the Church. A "powerful woman" as mainstream media constructs for us everyday, in subtle but visible makeup so as to diminish the effects of age on her face, in heels so as to peek at the rest of humanity from above, with controlled gestures meant for the inherent theatricality that comes with introducing life-changing technology to society. It is a role she plays—well, but a role nonetheless.
The scene she shares with father Vincent is worthy of mention, for while he sits without taking up much space, his body restrained to the side of a couch, his legs crossed in what is deemed a more "feminine" posture, Jillian takes up the traditional "masculine" attitude: she commands the room, her body expanding upon her seat, in the broad pose where an ankle rests upon a knee, complete with a generous glass of alcohol in hand and talon on foot. Yet this is also for show—it's a little too calculated, a dance that was so perfected in exhaustive practice that it lost its dynamic.
Our glimpses into the more authentic Jillian come in the scenes with Michael—not only because (coded in white and blue as the Virgin Mary of immaculate conception) she plays the part of mother, but because, in her intimacy, far from journalists and employees and the public's prying eyes, she can be more herself within the areas where she conducts her studies. Starting from when Ava asks Jillian to "science her", we never see the doctor in uncomfortable shoes again, as she retreats from entrepreneurial life and into the lab.
This is clearer in season two, for, as Kristian says, she is on sabbatical, thus isolated from general view; S2 Jillian has nobody around her, nobody to impress. Locked away in her Spanish villa, consumed by her son's disappearance, she need not wear a mask. There are no more tellingly feminine accessories, no staged stunts; her clothes and footwear are even more practical, her movements less grand but more human, more expressive (here, of course, we owe it to Thekla Reuten's underrated range). Even as the OCS invites itself into her house, making it a makeshift HQ, she doesn't fall back on the act we saw in the first season.
Jillian's stepping back from the head of her company is not just in name and contract, but in body, too; she leaves the CEO role in her office and comes home to her science and her cause, to her limited inner circle of which only Michael was privy to and into which the OCS nuns end up finding their way.
Colours also indicate a shift—we begin the series seeing her associated with light hues such as white, beige and baby blues, but when season two comes in, Jillian's striking all-white attire is nowhere to be found. The Holy Mother parallel is in shambles after Michael has gone through the ark's portal, the intangibility of this "saintly", aseptic rich genius broken down, her person brought back to Earth after flights of fancy trying to open a gate to Heaven.
We see her in a darker palette, in greys with dashes of white, yes, but never again in full white. It is not just the authorisation to be herself rather than her company's face while in her private world, but also the reflection of her inner darkness and her loss upon her very appearance.
What a more definite loss could mean, now that her son is gone for good, remains a mystery.
For instance, unlike the nun who served as her superior, our Suzanne rejects the characteristic blues of the Order of the Cruciform Sword to don a heavy all-black outfit, more reminiscent of Orthodox priests than it is Roman Catholic nuns; her resurrection through Ava does not lighten her habit, if it does lighten her burden, so we can only assume, going forward, should there be any relation between how each character expresses their inner workings through clothing, that Jillian Salvius would keep the mixture of white and grey that season two brought along... Or go darker still.
#jillian salvius#warrior nun#i had already talked about this with a friend but i thought i'd better organise and illustrate my thoughts#i did have to go through both seasons in a single afternoon hunting all of jillian's scenes so i was tired by the time photoshop was opened#sorry for the terrible collage is what i mean to say#i do want to investigate the mother superion angle a little more sometime but i'm still unsure#anyway. i said it before and i'll say it again that i find film analysis difficult#it has its own grammar and i'm used to actual language written down in books but i try#hope this is fun to you as it was for me#and NO i couldn't help myself so i had to include the whole screencap when suzanne was in it lol#i love them and there is nothing you can do about it. they stand near one another and i cry. that is it.#analysis and similar#exercises in observation
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[ID: A tweet from Amy Berg (@ bergopolis) reading:
#WarriorNun #WarriorNunSaved We could use your help next week, friends. Same for all fans of everything. ✊🏼❤️
Included in the tweet is a screencap of text, expanded in the second image, which reads in full:
Big Tech companies like Amazon have taken advantage of changes in the industry business model to hollow out the middle class of our profession in pursuit of growing profits. With the rise of streaming, writers are asked to do more work in less time for less money.
We are seeking reasonable protections that will guarantee that writing remains a sustainable career for current and future writers. For Amazon, the cost of our proposals is just $32 million per year, 0.006% of the conglomerate's annual revenue.
On July 11-12, we will takeover "Prime Day" to shine a light on Amazon's exploitative business practices.
Here's how you can get involved:
Jully 11 & 12: Social Media Use our graphics and sample content available online, with hashtag #AmazonCrime and #PrimeDay. Share your story about Amazon's exploitative practices or boost others.
/end ID]
With Prime Day coming up, here's one way fandom can help writers! Even just boosting stories on social media can be helpful. All fandoms can help with this, but Amy Berg, strike captain and writer for Warrior Nun, reached out to the #savewarriornun movement especially!
#wga#fans4wga#warrior nun#warrior nun saved#save warrior nun#wga strong#i stand with the wga#wga strike#writers strike
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#warrior nun#warrior nun edit#wn edit#ava silva#sister lilith#sister beatrice#shotgun mary#sister camila#warriornunedit#alba baptista#lorena andrea#kristina tonteri young#toya turner#olivia declan#warrior nun season one#warrior nun screencaps#warrior nun fandom#wn fandom#scrapbook#tbh i mainly fix the color of these screenshots maliciously removing that weird green tint
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So I've talked a bit recently about wanting to figure out how to make money off my writing. Part of the reason I've been thinking about that more is because I have this new* baby: a science fiction/speculative fiction novel I'm tentatively calling Whispers from Penitents. The screencap above is a (draft of a) passage from one of the first chapters. I'm not very far in, it's not polished (in fact you can see the cursor where I was just making edits like 15 minutes ago lol, and I can already see multiple other problems in this image that need fixing), but I have been working and planning and planning and working and daydreaming my little Ass off, and I'm getting the Good Feeling from this story. The same feeling I had while writing the early parts of Brighter Fires - of like, oh, I'm starting to do something that's going to define me and change me. Something that's going to be really hard and really, really worth it. I fucking missed that feeling.
Point being, I'd like to figure out how to do something with this. I enjoyed self-publishing serially. My initial thought was Patreon but, um, their fees seem very predatory honestly. I made a Ko-fi account years ago but never really touched it, but maybe that? I've heard Buy Me A Coffee is supposed to be good? If anyone has other suggestions PLEASE do let me know.
Anyway, I freaking love Sam and Mariket. They are two soldiers, rivals-to-platonic-soulmates, who end up assigned to protect a young doctor while he investigates a mysterious disease. But they're only part of the story - the other half involves Sam's estranged sister Rachel, an amnesiac living with a secret order of nuns and trying to learn who she used to be. Neither Sam nor Rachel get very far in answering their own questions... but their investigations happen to converge, and soon they find themselves unraveling the secrets that have been essential to the functioning of their society for generations.
*new is not totally accurate; these characters are based on Warriors OCs I had in middle school and their dynamics are mostly unchanged, but the plot has been radically altered by many many iterations
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Nose wrinkling, Mariket said, “You’ve got to pay attention when I’m giving you an order.” He cast his eyes down, and started to busy himself with putting their supplies into bags and baskets. “Like, that’s the only thing you’re here to do. Because when you don’t-”
“I know,” Sam cut her off. “I screwed up. Let’s pack up the boat.”
She had the decency to look embarrassed. The sunlight grew pale and indirect and bluish as they worked, until a sole patch of the cloud cover above was lit with a ray peeking from between two western mountains. The temperature was dropping rapidly as Sam straddled the carryall bag, roughly the size of a 10-year-old, and zipped it closed. Beside him, Mariket dressed in her overcoat, pulling mittens and a scarf from one of the pockets.
He stood and got off the bag, allowing Mariket to hoist it up onto her back. With twenty seconds until the freeze, he cut the motor and chucked the hemp rope into his pockets - he’d have time to fix it later - then took a careful, bracing position behind the engine case. Mariket copied him at the stern. Taking advantage of the last moments of light, Sam peered over his shoulder at the dark smudge of pines and rocks that was the shore. It was only a few hundred feet. Panic seeped in slightly at the edges of his thinking. This wasn’t ideal, he reminded himself, but it was doable.
Then the light turned off.
Instantly, the boat shuddered, and scraped horribly against something with an earsplitting groan. Another spray over the side of the boat hit him, but this time it was pinprick shards of ice that melted even as they pierced him. He heard but could not see Mariket scream. Blinded by the sudden darkness, all Sam could do was clutch the canoe and press his knees to his chest.
The lake had begun to crackle and rumble at its edges, and the sound was getting closer. More sprays of ice assaulted them, now mixed with slush, and the canoe rocked all the more violently. Mariket lowed and heaved. His eyes started to adjust to the darkness, and he could see her chestnut hair whipping at her face, and the dark patches where it had met blood. Sam might have said something comforting, but fear always kept his teeth locked rigidly together.
He forced himself to look out over the bay. The freeze had begun, as it always did, at the coasts, and moved in to the center of the water. This created a pool atop the ice that repeatedly cracked and shattered the ice sheet, then refroze instantly in the insane temperatures. He’d watched the spectacle many a time from the windows in the barracks. And seen God knew how many fish and seabirds fail to get away from the surface on time. The lucky ones were frozen in their entirety - others were stuck partly encased, often upside down or a hundred feet in the air, and usually picked off by predators before sunrise.
The canoe had become partly embedded in a chunk of ice. It seemed solid, but it was fused more loosely to other parts of the sheet, and he could see another crack rapidly expanding as it approached them.
#wip intro#because i guess that's what this is?? even though i did not put in any fun graphics or polish or anything#i am simply not a polished person honestly. i would say sorry but im not#scout.txt#whispers from penitents
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Some Warrior Nun headers for you. I finally got my hands on some Season 2 screencaps, so now I'll be making some wallpapers too.
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#ava silva#warrior nun#warriornunedit#avatrice#avasilvaedit#alba baptista#this is just an appreciation for alba post honestly#like she goes through so many incredible emotions in this moment#and portrays them so perfectly#she's so damn talented#and i love ava so effing much#myedits#so yeah <3#also can you tell i'm just rewatching and grabbing screencaps along the way?
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going insane thinking about a world where this line was meant to be said to beatrice
[ID: 3 screencaps of Lilith from Warrior Nun season 2. She is saying, “Come with me. Adriel will give you the freedom you’ve been seeking. You can finally be yourself without fear of consequence.” /end ID]
#the way i sat BOLT upright on my flight lmao and then i just walked in the door and had to make this#sister lilith#sister beatrice#warrior nun#'you can finally be yourself without fear of consequence'?#wahh
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