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van shark autism is real to me
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#24, about any fic !! you always got your fics out so quickly and as a writer myself i was always wondering if you wrote chronologically or with particular scenes in mind that you wanted to eventually get to !
also #26 if you want !
24. Did you write every scene in order? What was the first scene you wrote, and what was the last?
every fic i've ever written has been done chronologically. i have a hard enough time making sure there aren't any plot holes by writing everything in order, if i tried to write anything ahead of time or out of place i'd certainly mess up a ton of shit lol
another fun fact...
in definition of insanity, the plan for a follow up was about ava and beatrice using the church's money that they had kind of earned with saving the world, and opening up an orphanage with it that they both run
the idea of it being that in a surprising twist, ava is actually the more stern caretaker of the two - there was a scene where ava catches a kid running down the halls with paint all over their hands and then the kid leads them to where he's been fingerpainting on the walls and ends up finding beatrice sitting right in the middle of a bunch of kids, paint on her own hands as they color the walls
bea: they were having so much fun i didn't have the heart to stop them
ava: so you JOINED them?
bea: i thought i could help keep things organized!
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Avatrice domestic bliss and Beatrice saying “I love you” every chance she gets
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lil warm up sketch jdsakjdlas thought i should try to draw them with bb
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i am not joking we need to force teach cooking in schools. like. it is an essential thing for survival. do you know how easy it is to make things if you know even the bare bones shit about how cooking works. we need to teach teenagers how far you can take an onion and some other veggies it''s sad that people grow up not knowing how to prepare literally anything. and i'm not talking about oh this home ed class taught me how to make chicken nuggets at home i'm talking about learning the balancing of sweetness and acidity and saltiness and bitterness and shit like that and techniques and oil temperatures and how meats cook. it needs to be taught because it's literally not even that difficult and it matters so much
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the latest round of kty cameos is drastically improving my life
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Avatrice holigays
Here's another Avatrice comic for all you us gays lmao this took AGES jfc anyway hope you like it. This is based off of puppybusby's fanfic called "Snapshots for the future" it's CUTE AF yall should read it and support the author!! I did change a few things tho so they can fit into just a few pages.
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In which Beatrice teaches Ava how to cook but things don’t go as planned
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hi good morning have we considered ava calling bea "pretty boy" as a joke once like "okay calm down," she says, running a hand absentmindedly through beatrice's hair where it's lose around her neck, "I'm still gonna think you're gorgeous if you cut your hair, prettyboy" before going back to reading her magazine and bea just like. straight up has three gender crisis in a row. and ava only looks up from her magazine after bea has been silent for a solid ten minutes. "you alright babe?"
"I—um. I don't know." beatrice says like it physically pains her. She doesn't like not knowing.
ava walks back through the conversation, carefully poking around for the trigger phrase. She hadn't really said anything interesting just—ah. "Did you not like it when I called you prettyboy? I wasn't thinking, I'm sorry."
beatrice chooses her words with a carefulness that most reserve for disarming bombs. "I... I enjoyed it."
Several things about bea come into starker focus now, things bea probabaly doesn't realize that she does. "Do you wanna talk about it? Or wait until you've gathered your thoughts a bit more?"
beatrice again takes one of those long silences where she searches through every language she knows for precisely the right word. "I don't want to be a man." She says, the little confused crease between her eyebrows making an appearance. "I don't... I want time I think?"
ava shrugs, thoroughly nonplussed, "no matter what's going on in that handsome head of yours, you're still my person."
beatrice takes a few weeks to gather her thoughts. ava sees her walking around with a veritable library's worth of lgbt literature.
"I've made up my mind on the prettyboy issue," she says one day in the most beatrice way possible.
"yeah?" ava tries to keep her face neutral as beatrice joins her on the couch.
beatrice takes out a notecard and ava falls in love all over again. "I would enjoy it if you called me prettyboy." she reads off her little card. "I've been doing some reading and have some other terms of endearment that I think I would like as well, if you want them."
love me, beatrice is saying without words, love me in the way I want to be loved. she offers up the notecard. ava ignores the way bea's hand shakes just a little bit as she takes the card.
ava scans the card quickly, "I love you so much," she says, because it's true.
bea let's out a breath she probably didn't even know she was holding and deflates back into the couch a bit. ava clambers onto her lap. "were you nervous? is that why you busted out the notecards?" ava smiles and pokes at bea's cheek.
"I didn't know how you would react to me wanting to be called," bea's voice lowers like it's a secret, like they're not the only two sitting in their apartment right now, "your boyfriend sometimes."
"babe, I mean this with nothing but love in my heart. I don't care. I can handle some gender fuckery," ava says, than tilting her head to the side, adds "outside of my own gender fuckery, of course."
"I just," bea's head falls forward, tucking herself into ava's chest, "I love being a lesbian but then you called me prettyboy and..."
ava makes a soft soothing noise, trying to stave off beatrice's butch lesbian gender crisis part 2, if only because it really does seem to stree bea out. "baby you're mine, no matter what pronouns or terms of affection you want used." she kisses the top of bea's head. "plus, do you know how much fun I'm gonna have with this? Hans is gonna be SO confused when I start talking about my boyfriend, AND I get to call you prettyboy more often, so really just a win win for me."
they sit in silence for a while until ava starts playing with beatrice's hair, moving her head this way and that as she does.
"what are you doing?"
"I know you were thinking about just cutting a few inches off, but I really think you could kill that sort of floppy haired eboy look."
"none of those words are in the bible, ava."
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Libby has to collectively start referring to her parents as her moms somewhere around fourth grade, because kids can be cruel, and what's funny and cute at age 5 will be used as a knife at age 9
it lasts for years, this split of calling them her moms in public and her dads in private. it's only at high school graduation, when she ascends to the stage to give her valedictory address, that Libby again calls them her dads. when she stands at the mic in front of a crowd and thanks her dad for teaching her to be resolute, and her baba for teaching her to have faith, and her mom for teaching her to be brave
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