#silva hcs

[bwabys-scenarios]

how do you think the zoldyck family would react seeing how killua and (name) act with each other in fixer upper?

like him calling her mom, etc

This is actually a pretty helpful question, because they will be meeting with his family in the future!

Silva: sees this as an opportunity to use you to bring Killua home. when you don’t accept his gifts and money in exchange for convincing killua to come home, he gets a little pissed.

Kikyo: Oh she loathes you. Her precious baby is calling you mom, clinging to you for comfort!? If Silva would allow it, you would be dead already

Zeno: He’s one of the more normal people, and sees you a kind and nurturing person. He knows that killua loves you dearly, and would break if you were to get hurt

Illumi: at first, he is similar to Silva in seeing you as a way to bring Killua home. He asks you out on a date to try and woo you. If he has your heart, he’ll also have killua in the palm of his hand. But… you’re kind. He sees how much you genuinely love and care for Killua and… it makes him feel a certain way. He’s never seen someone care for another in such a way. Illumi thinks he’s fallen in love at first, and follows you around for a bit, but he actually sees you as a mother figure

Kalluto: Honestly he’s a bit jealous of Killua. He wants that same motherly love, to have someone protect and nurture him. Maybe in the future you’re able to do just that for him!

Milluki: thinks you’re attractive, but doesn’t really care much besides that

Alluka: you’re like her big sister! she always clings to you when she visits, tugging on your sleeve and giggling as she clings to you!

[mangocatastrophe]

I think they’d be friends (Read Left –> Right)

This was meant to be a single panel comic… and then I came up with dialogue for the following conversation, BUT THERE WAS NO WAY I HELL I WAS GONNA POLISH AND COLOR THOSE PANELS TOO, the first one took me 3 hours.

I also would like to clarify: THIS IS NOT A ROMANTIC SHIP! It is a friend ship, that being said, don’t tag this as Zora x Noelle pls. Im thinking of calling them the Silveale siblings.

Anyways, reasons why I think they’d be friends

- Their dynamic would be funny as shit, they’re both tsunderes that love to tease. I think most of the time, Zora is the one teasing Noelle, but every once in a while she smacks him back harder, and he cant come up with a good retort XD

- Zora’s fairly isolated from the Bulls(as of rejoining them anyways), he hasnt been close to anyone since his fathers’ death, I think it’d be good for him to have a younger sister figure

- Their powers contrast nicely. One has very little mana but is very tactical and controlled when using it, and the other has a shit ton of mana but struggles with managing it

- Noelle’s family is ass. Nozel is kind of alright, but for most of her life they have been ASS. She’s already got a big sister in Vanessa, I think it’d be neat if she found a big brother in Zora

Annd some headcanons for their dynamic:

- Both of them would rather die than praise/show verbal affection (to everyone, not just each other) so sometimes they get each other small gifts or do favors

- Zora slowly gets more protective of Noelle overtime, and he’s a wingman whenever she’s around Asta

- Neither of them admit that they’re close, only a few of the Bulls notice that theyre close (Vanessa, Finral, Gordon, and Luck)

- When Zora finds out how shit her family was to Noelle, he sets traps in the Silva castle

Aaand yeah, thats all I got XD You can see me slowly getting better at drawing Zora throughout the comic, I dont like how his face turned out in the colored panel, he’s such a bitch to draw.

Shit Im glad Im not a Mihoyo fan, drawing the details on their outfits nearly killed me, AND THEY’RE FAIRLY TAME DETAILWISE

[papurgaatika]

Papaya’s Official Pedro Character Dick List

This started as me trying to just list them in biggest to smallest dick order, but i got carried away so now it’s that but with a few fleeting (horny) thoughts. Enjoy whores. Xoxo

1. Joel

Horse cock, duh

"Just the tip baby" is a line he’s ALWAYS using

Y’know that line about how he never actually went to university to study? That’s bc he was def fucking college girls and lord was he the talk of the town

If you could sneak Joel “big dick” Miller into your sorority house you were a legend.

Yes this might just be me being self gratuitous

2. Frankie Morales

Big and thick

Shy about it but too focused on pussy to care

Can get off just from eating you out, is extremely proud of that because it means he can just stay between your legs for however long he wants

3. Marcus Acacius

Roman army general who comes back aching after months of war

Will fuck you until you’re dizzy bc you can practically feel him in your stomach

Breeding kink galore, wants to see you round with his kids over and over

4. Javier Peña

He cant be that full of himself without having a pretty dick

And he is so pretty, maybe not that thick but he is big regardless

Loves to press against the top of your pelvis to make you feel him a little more if he shifts his hips up

5. Dave York

Look at him. I know you’ve seen his bulge dont lie to me you heathen.

Will trace a knife over your skin while he’s pushing into you to keep you still

Wears a cock ring to keep himself from cumming until you’re absolutely begging for it

6. Oberyn Martell

Royal cock. That’s all i have to say

Look. he is canonically a slut, there has to be good dick

Not a vers, but will switch occasionally if he’s feeling like he wants change.

Jerks off while you watch just to tease you

7. Pero Tovar

There’s something about these dirty sword-wielding men that screams BDE

Have i seen this movie? No. do i know that he’s jerking himself off and not bothering to be quiet about it even when he’s out on missions? Yeah. yeah i do.

He’ll bite and mark you, but will kiss them better afterwards

8. Din Djarin

Above average, but not too big, and he likes it like that

Def a grower, which makes it irritating when you tease him while he’s in the armor

Hates having to adjust while he’s on missions but you make it impossible

Missionary STANNNN, loves to have his forehead pressed against yours

9. Javi Gutierrez

Pleasure dom 100%

Just average length and girth, but he KNOWS how to use it, and use it well

Will slide just the tip in and make you cockwarm him laying like that until he makes you cum at least twice

10. Jack “whiskey” Daniels

This fucking asshole (i love him)

Ties you up with his lasso

Just smaller than average, but claims he’d get too distracted otherwise

Magic fingers. 100% and he knows it too.

11. Ezra

FREAK. He might be the freakiest one here if i speak honestly.

Doesn’t care that he doesn’t have a huge dick, says he can make you feel better than anyone with a massive shlong can (my words, not his, he’s too eloquent)

Into fisting and coos at you about how he can split you open on his hand and you’ll still ask for more

12. Silva

Bottom!

Not that he needs a small dick to be a bottom, but he just prefers it

Likes to grind against the sheets to get stimulation while he’s face down

13. Marcus pike

Cutie pie with a cute dick

I dont remember who it was but someone on here wrote soft!dom marcus so well and it makes me crazy

Overstimulates you while you ride him

14. Max Phillips

This is to knock this asshole down a notch

Endless stamina (vampire) so it doesn’t really matter

Super into slipping a finger inside while he’s fucking you

Also will make you eat his ass

15. Dieter Bravo

He has a small dick and dare i speak my truth when i say it’s hot???

He loves it, he doesnt need to be huge to feel good.

This man is a vers and a switch. Power bottoming for DAYS or being a bratty top. He has the best of everything.

Degradation kink GALORE!! If you call his dick small condescendingly he might cum immediately

[verysanebsdfan]

Helloo 💗💗

Idk if ur taking hxh requests now but could you do hcs on how it'd likely go when Killua's family eventually find out abt his s/o?? How each family member is likely to react and how they even found out abt that anyway, and all that since...

I DONT THINK ITD GO WELL BUT I COULD BE WRONG

Have a nice day by the way <3

Hello and thank you for requesting<3

I doubt it will be accurate but thats what headcanons are for ig? Either way i tried <3

Also i made this gn!reader

MASTERLIST!!

Tw: a little foul language i guess, murder mentioned in a silli way >_<, its really bad so it needs a warning too

○ oKi imagine Illumi somehow saw you on a date or just hanging out ykyk, and told it to the rest of the family cuz Killua is the fav child?! fuckin snitch

○ Alr so lets be fr, it would really depend on your strenght. Are you strong asf and good influence on Killua? Sure, it could be arranged. But are you weak, or bad influence, or have some flaws that they dont like? RUN.

○ So lets say you are not the worst (ily yall dw), i have a strong feeling that Kikyo, Killuas mom, would despise you. She'd be like those moms on socials like, "nuh uh you arent his first kiss, i was, and he is still my baby boy" and "i cant let anyone steal my boy, he is mine, not yours blah blah" girl, grow tf up.

○ And lets be honest, it wouldnt be much better with Illumi :((

Oh? Kill has an s/o? hm...once they have a disagreement, he will kill them anyway

○ STFU U ILLUMINATI >_<

○ Next up would be Milluki

○ Imagine not having a real s/o, Milluki (i aint better)

○ Either way, he wouldnt be happy but what can he do? You arent the favourtie child Milluki.

○ I dunno what to say, really, but Kalluto wouldnt really give a flying shit.

○ Alluka would adore you omg >_< AND you're gonna be her sister in law?! RIGHT? RIGHT? Same with Nanika, adores you. But if you ever hurt Killua....id recommend killing yourself quickly before they find you. (pls dont kys and dont hurt killua)

○ I wanna include Zeno cuz he slays sm. Supporting grandparent fr. Much better than Kikyo and Illumi.

○ Now on to Silva....

○ I can sorta see him be okay with it, i mean, if Kill is happy and wants to get stronger, and return home, why tf not.

○ But be careful, a little slip and *funeral music starts playing*

○ Overally pretty chill on the outside at least

○ So if you were cool and strong, you would probably live (hopefully)

Guys im sorry its badddddddddddddddddd but i tried, I am on a vacacion so my brain kind of got fried its so hot here wthhhh

[thebrokendollassassin]

Due to certain toxic substances creating discoloration in the nailbeds. I have figured that the Zoldyck's would have naturally light indigo-ish coloured nails. Like, sicky blue-purple tinted. Especially due to cyanide.

[imagobin]

Can you please write headcanons of being the Zoldyck grandmother? Cuz like she was mentioned once but there’s no sign of her at all

Aaaa I've been so busy with my current project these requests have been sitting in my ask box for months 😭 You're right though, we basically get ONE silhouette of her and that's it lol, let's see what I can do.

🔯Being the Zoldyck grandma HCs🔯

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There she isss hi grandmaaaa love your cloud-like ponytail!

Being a grandmother isn't easy, especially when the family structure is patriarchal to the core.

Much like Kikyo, whenever there's a big decision to take, your input is rarely take into consideration, especially if your opinions go against Zeno deems as the solution.

Although you may or may not be happy about Silva's choice in marrying Kikyo, your common experience in being disregarded did result in you two growing closer. You oftentimes chat with Kikyo over some tea, and you two rant on and on about your respective husbands.

In your younger days you were VERY strict, less than Zeno for sure, but it was necessary in order to properly raise Silva in a way that would prepare him for the hardships of being an assassin.

Unlike what the current Zoldyck mother does now, however, you could never bring yourself to torture-train your own son, which Zeno was fine with. Your role then became the one of a teacher, because being aware of what the outside world has in store, is also extremely important.

Nowadays you're a lot more lenient with your grandchildren, not just Killua, all of them get to be a little spoiled by grandma, though all of them have different reactions to your doting and small gifts.

The one who absolutely relishes in it is Milluki, he's neglected by all other members, so you acknowledging him never fails to make him feel giddy.

Illumi and Kalluto act mostly indifferent to it, they always express their gratitude of course, but you can never quite tell what's going on in their heads. In reality, they don't really feel like they're worthy of your praise and gifts, as they seem to come from nowhere and they feel like they didn't do anything to earn it.

Killua already gets enough praises and gifts from everyone else, so you adding onto that feels a bit overwhelming and annoying... but he never says 'no' to sweets, that's one thing that will always make him happy, even if he won't outwardly show it.

Unfortunately, like everyone else in the family, you haven't interacted with Alluka in a long time. You don't agree with keeping her in solitary confinement, but you also know that her power can be very dangerous if misused, you don't hate her, of course, but you don't fully grasp what she is either, and that scares you.

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[bungeepuppet]

so this isnt a headcanon or anything but like... there is nothing saying that silva was an only child... as far as we know, hes just the only one STILL HERE

[snudootchaikovsky]

MORNING AND EVENING ☀️🌙

[lyranova]

Hello! Im not sure if your requests are still open but if they are could I pls ask for Fuegoleon, nozel and nacht (or just fue and nozel) with a sweet and lovely s/o who is mute because of some trauma from before she started dating them and something happens like the boys save her or does something exceptionally romantic and s/o talks for the first time in years and it's his name?? It's so fluffy and cute I'm gonna combust >x<

Hiya anon! My requests are open so don’t worry! And Of course, and since you requested for 3 characters I’m going to assume these are Headcanons and not fics 😅. They aren’t really romantic but I do think/hope they are sweet, and I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Mentions of Trauma and being Mute

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Fuegoleon:

• Was a little worried when you wrote a letter to him, asking if it was okay if you went on a mission with him and his squad. He didn’t want you to get hurt, or for something on the mission to accidentally trigger your trauma. But after some persistence he reluctantly allowed her to tag along.

• He made sure to keep you safe the entire time. Even though you were mute you were still able to communicate your feelings to him through various means, whether it was sign language, body language, or by writing notes and letters. It took him a while to learn it all, but now was able to tell how you were feeling with ease.

• During the mission Fuegoleon left you alone for a moment to check on his squad almost as soon as he did the ground beneath you cracked and rumbled before splitting open. You watched the sky get farther and farther away as you fell further and further into the cracked ground. But before you could close your eyes and accept your fate you watched Fuegoleon and Salamander appear in the sky.

• The quickly flew down into the cracked ground with you and Fuegoleon scooped you up into his arms and held you close before Salamander flew you all out. Fuegoleon tried to comfort you as you shook in fright, this was one of the reasons he hadn’t wanted you to come along.

• “ F-F…ue…Fue…goleon.” The man in question blinked in surprise and looked down at you. You had tears in your eyes but a smile on your face. “ Fuegoleon…thank…you.” You continued to speak and Fuegoleon felt tears well up in his eyes. You had never spoken a single word since you two had been together, and now you did. He wrapped his arms around you in a tight hug.

Nozel:

• Nozel had been firm in not allowing you to accompany him on missions. You could get hurt or used as a hostage were his reasons. You pouted and signed to him about how none of those things would happen and that you could take care of yourself!

• Of course Nozel knew this too, but still he couldn’t help but worry. He loved you dearly and was very protective of you after you told him about the trauma you suffered that caused you to become mute. He didn’t want you to see or experience something that would make it worse.

• But finally he relented and allowed you to go on a mission with him. It was a small, easy one that had a 0% chance of you getting scared or injured.

• And yet even with that 0% chance you somehow managed to get lost. You hadn’t meant to get seperated from the squad. You walked and walked for what felt like hours before you finally stopped to take a rest. You wiped the frustrated tears out of your eyes and waited for someone to find you. After a minute you heard some twigs snap behind you, thinking it was a predator. You grabbed the nearest branch and swung at it with your eyes closed once it got near.

• You felt something grab a hold of the branch and you opened your eyes to see Nozel standing there with a worried expression. “ No…zel?” You said softly as the tears that had welled in your eyes earlier suddenly spilt over. Nozel looked at you in surprise. “ Noz…el.” You repeated and before you could say anything else Nozel grabbed you and wrapped his arms around you. He was so happy to hear you say his name for the first time. He softly told you that it was okay and that you were safe.

Nacht:

• Nacht wasn’t going to let you go out on a mission with him period. The missions he went on were particularly dangerous and he didn’t want you to get hurt. After you told him how you went mute due to trauma he made your safety and security his number one priority.

• Instead he decided to take you out on a scouting mission. It was simple, easy, and the two of you could get away from everyone for a short amount of time. Plus nothing eventful ever happened on them, aside from his Devil’s giving him a hard time.

• You and Nacht stayed hidden behind a group of rocks as you watched the targets move back and forth, Nacht quietly told his devils that they were to protect you at all costs if an enemy were to appear. Gimodelo began to tease him about it a bit before you pulled on Nacht’s sleeve to get his attention.

• “ N-N…Nacht.” You had whispered as you pulled on his sleeve. He and Gimodelo blinked and turned to look at you. “ N-Nacht…L…Look!” you whispered again and Nacht turned to look and saw a bunch of beautiful fireflies flying around them.

• But he couldn’t focus on that, because at the moment he was so happy and elated that you were able to overcome your trauma and actually say something. He suddenly pulled you into the tightest hug he could manage without hurting you. Seeing you come over your trauma and push past your limits gave him the hope that maybe he would be able to too.

[queenbutterfly276]

i found some older art on my ipad of these two during the elf fight

idk why i loved this meme so much but i obviously had to put my favs in it

[bwabys-scenarios]

kinda odd but, silva zoldyck icks & headcannons?😵‍💫

honestly I don’t know a lot about him so this may be short!

Silva’s Icks

-patronizes and infantilizes you constantly. your opinion doesn’t mean much to him

-very uptight about what you wear and who you hang out around

-doesn’t let you do much outside the manor. you often feel like a bird trapped in a cage

-controlling

-has very strict standards you have to live up to to be with him

-has and will kill in front of you again without hesitation. won’t comfort you after either

Things that ick him out

-disobedient women, but also women that are TOO obedient(bro pick one already)

-people that can’t take a little murder

-squeamish people

-(sorry I can’t think of anything else 😭)

General HCs

-sugar daddy, will get you anything you want

-surprisingly cuddly behind closed doors

-you will be treated like a queen by this man, if you’re willing to put up with his icks

-his gifts are always weirdly thoughtful! like you’ve been sneezing when you put on your perfume so he buys you a new one that’s hypoallergenic

-really good pussy eater, he’ll make you see stars within minutes!!

[softpascalito]

Christmas Eve - Pedro Pascal Character Headcanons

Summary: How do the Pedro characters spend Christmas Eve with you? Some ideas!

Relationships: Joel Miller x Reader, Silva x Reader, Javi Gutierrez x Reader

Tags/Warnings: Non-explicit smut, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Tiny mention of eventual death (idk??), Headcanons

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Joel Miller

With Joel, Christmas Eve is quiet. It's the first year that Ellie has not been with him, instead opting to have a small party with Cat and a few others.

The poor man is absolutely oblivous to Ellie's reasons at first and it's not until you carefully bring up the topic of teenagers being teenagers that he understands. He doesn't mention it again.

The two of you opt for a nice dinner by yourself, Joel helping you with the cooking before presenting you with a nice bottle of wine he found on patrol a few weeks ago.

After dinner, you let him choose a movie (mentally already retiring to the idea of watching one that was already considered old when the outbreak happened). It's not half bad though, with Joel cuddled up next to you and the small Christmas tree in the corner smelling like fresh pine.

Joel misses the second half of the movie when he falls asleep, silently cursing when you wake him up to drag him to bed as the credits roll.

He complains like a child, not wanting to end the evening already, especially since you don't have plans for Christmas morning. So you both settle for a cup of coffee, Joel pulling out his guitar and softly strumming a few songs.

He rarely plays in front of you (or anyone) and so it feels like a Christmas present in itself. You give him one in return, one that also involves the mouth, even if it's not used for singing.

You both fall asleep at the same time, curled up in bed and more relaxed than you've been in a while.

Silva

Silva goes to church on Christmas Eve. He has since he was a young boy and despite not believing in everything that is preached, he finds something in the sense of community.

He enjoys seeing old friends, folks who have made the trip for the holiday and it usually takes a fair bit of time until he's made his rounds after the service ends.

You tag along, for the first time. You try and not make it too obvious that you aren't exactly a church person, haven't been for years. He notices anway. And he promises to make it up to you afterwards.

He does. Silva decks the small ranch house out with candles, wax dripping practically everywhere. You don't realize quite how much work he's put into it until you return from the stables and find the house glowing, the warm light becoming more intense as darkness falls around you.

There's food, too. Some that he's evidently stored away for this occasion and you genuinely wonder how he's managed to keep it hidden this entire time.

You hum songs together, wrapped into your handmade blankets as you sit in the glow of the candles, just content to sit and be still with each other.

He makes love to you on the bed, taking his time with undressing you, kissing your body for what feels like hours.

When the candles have all burned out, you're certain he has kissed every inch of your body, touched all of you, and in that moment, you silently wish that he never, never leaves you, that he'll always be there to kiss you and hold you and be kissed and be held.

He continues lighting candles every year. Even after you're gone.

Javi Gutierrez

During Christmas time, Javi happens to be fucking head over heels for you. He takes you to Christmas-themed events and markets all throughout december.

It's during one of those markets that he stumbles over a Paddington book, the cover complete with a Christmas tree and the small bear in his blue coat.

You hurriedly buy it when he heads to the toilet a few minutes later, already eager to see his eyes when he unwraps his present on Día de los Reyes.

On Nochebuena, there is a feast unlike one you've ever seen. Javi has gone all out, wanting to leave a good impression on you but also give his family a nice opportunity to meet you.

There is a perfectly roasted Pularda Asada, a truffle-stuffed turkey that has you audibly exclaiming how much you love sharing this tradition.

Javi shows you around, introducing you to everyone of importance, his hand always on your lower back for support (both mentally and physically).

You talk a walk as the party slowly begins to die down, wandering through the woods around the estate, hand intertwined and listening to the music and voices drifting over to you, mixing with the sounds of the sea.

It's everything you imagined it to be, though you know that with Javi by your side, you'd even take a Christmas Eve dinner consisting of nothing but a piece of bread. Lucky for you though, your man spoils you all throughout the evening, leaving you stuffed for hours afterwards. It's well worth it.

[electro-scorpion-moving]

i’ve seen several hcs that ava, lilith, and/or beatrice are dramatic when sick, and i gotta say, not only is that funny given how much worse things they’ve been through, it’s also almost tooth rottingly sweet because of that

like ava, beatrice, and lilith all had childhoods that punished them heavily for having needs, so for any of them to be dramatic about being sick means they probably feel safe and loved a good deal to not just be open about needing things, but dramatjc about it as well

and to me that’s one of the most profoundly sweet thoughts

[bowandcurtsey]

Hi hi hi!

Could you write a headcanon on how Mereoleona Vermillion reacted to when she heard Acier Silva died???

Hi sweetheart, I thought a lot about this request when I read it. I love it, but it's so sad. But i never thought about about Mereoleona in relations to Acier's death, so it was really intriguing to think about.

Thank you for requesting this!

Character: Mereoleona Vermillion, Acier Silva

tw: unchecked works, mentions of death.

When the news came to her, she was on a mission, she was still a magic knight back then, and she was celebrating her victorious mission. And then it came. The news. And the cup she was holding fell on the ground, the alcohol contents spilling on the ground.

She rushed home. She didn't really remember how fast she went, how long she took, how did she even got there. But she remembered looking at the funeral.

Acier's photo, she was smiling beautifully like the goddess she is and a coffin underneath it.

Everyone around was weeping, crying, grieving. And Nozel sat beside her coffin, his body slumped, his face pale and his eyes: soulless.

Mereo slowly walked towards the coffin, muttering under her breath, "it can't be."

And she saw it. Acier laying there. Seemingly peaceful but she was different. It wasn't the Acier she knew. The Acier she knew had a wide smile, and her eyes were bright and cheery. And she always, ALWAYS greeted Mereo in her chirpy yet gentle voice.

But today was different. her eyes were closed, her lips weren't smiling and for the first time ever, she didn't greet Mereo.

There was no "mereo-chan~" today.

Mereo always grumbled that calling her "mereo-chan" was so girly and that she was not a young girl anymore whenever Acier did that. But today she was begging to hear it. What would she give to hear Acier call her "mereo-chan" again.

She sat at Acier's funeral till the end. Not uttering a word, but she sat there and stared into space.

She thought all her fond memories of Acier. How Acier-nee san always took care of her, listened to her troubles, stood up for her whenever she got into trouble and their missions together. They had never ending memories together.

Growing up with 2 younger brothers, Acier was the sister she never had. Being the eldest in the prestigious Vermillion family, there was a lot of stress on Mereo. Stress to be a better example to her siblings, stress to bring pride to the family name. And Acier was her only best friend, who was always by her side.

Over the next few days, Mereo thought about how she has never won Acier in a fight. And Mereo was always training hard in order to win her someday. Acier was her ultimate rival and now, she's gone.

Mereo has never felt so empty for very long. Her sister, best friend and rival was gone to some ridiculous demon curse. She wanted revenge, but if Acier couldn't even beat them, how could she? She had to be stronger.

And Mereo got up, she packed her bags, dropped a letter at the wizard king's office, and she left.

The wizard king came into his office that morning and found a letter on his desk: Letter of resignation.

Mereo vowed to be stronger and she promised revenge for Acier Silva.

[imnotevencatholic]

📁

Ava says "parkour" under her breath every time she has to jump a gap, and the whole squad picked it up. Camila first, because she thought it was funny, then Beatrice who had the most exposure to it. Lilith was last to say it, only picking it up after Tarasque-ifying, and she wants to die all over again every time it slips out

[thelastwarriornun]

oh godddd… hnnn snippets?!? i beg

Two days late but here you are anon as promised

A brief bit of Shannon's flashback in the first chapter:

“I won’t let you take her. Think of all the lives we could save. It’ll end the same for her, she might be immune but you and I both know the infected are not the worst monsters out there. At least this way we have a chance to save everyone.” 

Shannon can’t explain why the life of the girl currently thrown over her shoulder means more than the collective universe around them. This isn’t about the daughter, she’d lost, and atonement was beyond her grasp the moment she’d killed the first firefly. It was as simple as knowing that in spite of the world around them, Beatrice deserved to live.

“Fuck everyone else.”

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some Mary x Shannon x Beatrice from the intro chapter

Beatrice winces, clearly uncomfortable at the praise, folds her arms, seeming to sink within herself, ducking her head in acknowledgement,” I’m glad they think so. Speaking of, I'm really tired. I was actually thinking about going to bed early.” 

Beatrice head tips towards the clock on her desk as if to say please take the hint. You can leave now.

“That reminds me, Mary was just telling me a joke about a clock earlier-.” Shannon’s voice fades, as Beatrice’s expression only seems to grow more dim. “Sorry not the time. We just came by to drop a couple things off.”

Mary thankfully takes her cue and steps into view, a shotgun in one hand, a guitar in the other. Unable to help herself, Shannon scowls, not having realized what Mary’s gift actually was. “Seriously?” 

“Well one of us had to get her something practical.” Mary grumbles.

Beatrice glances between the two, lips tugging up into a soft smile. “So which one is the practical gift?”

Mary scoffs at that. “I’m not sure it’ll be much use if you need that question answered.”

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last but not least the Ava x Beatrice dynamic from the second chapter:

“Beatrice!” 

The outcry startles her, the toes of her sneakers catching against the uneven ground. It’s an unfortunate sequence of events that leaves Beatrice scrambling to right herself. By the time Beatrice orients herself, there’s a firm hand at her elbow.

“Easy, it kind of defeats the purpose if you twist your ankle.” 

“Ava?” 

It should be illegal to look as good as Ava does after patrol. Ten hours of trekking through the forests around Jackson and Ava looks as good as she did this morning. The flecks of mud that are currently clinging to Beatrice’s clothes, totally absent from Ava’s own. Ava seems totally unfazed, an arm moving to curl around Beatrice’s shoulder. 

“You know I think that’s the exact reason sneakers are a no go in the patrol manual.” 

Beatrice scoffs, brushing Ava’s arm from her shoulder. “I’m fairly certain the only rule on patrol is something along the lines of don’t get bit, and don’t deviate from the route.” 

Ava, blissfully unaware of the side effect of her touch, loops her arm through Beatrice’s. “Well if we really want to get technical it’s a dry erase board not a manual.” 

“Ava, you’re the one that called it a manual.” 

“Semantics.” 

Beatrice in spite of herself chuckles. This time resigning herself to the inevitability of Ava’s touch. Years of friendship and Beatrice is no closer to managing the uncomfortable skip in her chest at even the brush of Ava’s fingers. 

“Have you been back long?” 

“Maybe an hour.” 

Beatrice’s eyes narrow warily at the admission. “You waited an hour for me?” 

“Who says I was waiting for you? Maybe Japan just needed a good brushing?” Ava cuts with a feigned innocence. 

“Unlikely. I’ve known you for years, and I’ve never seen you wait to head to the diner after a run.” Beatrice pauses to gesture at the road around them. “Not to mention the fact that it’s cold.” 

“You know most people would be ecstatic to have such a pretty face waiting for them right at the gate.” 

“Most people wouldn’t think to ask what the pretty face wants.” Beatrice counters.

“So you do think I’m pretty.” 

Beatrice can feel the weight of Ava’s stare from the corner of her eye. The muscles in her jaw flex, narrowly averting the words that so easily come to mind. Beautiful. Radiant. Breathtaking. There were far better adjectives that Beatrice could assign to Ava. Pretty was inadequate. 

Unconsciously Beatrice raises her shoulders in a shrug, avoiding direct eye contact, and certainly avoiding a verbal response. Ava was an expert at finding numerous ways to poke and prod at Beatrice through the subliminal admissions in her words. 

A glance is all it takes to weaken Beatrice’s resolve. Ava’s bottom lip juts out, the previous crinkling of her eyes wholly absent now. Worst of all Ava looks genuinely wounded by Beatrice’s lack of response. 

“Obviously Ava, I’m not blind.” 

This time Beatrice allows herself a glance in Ava’s direction. Watching the words sink in, and it’s annoying really. Ava is practically glowing. All previous signs of hurt dissipate into one of Ava’s toothy smiles, the kind of smile that Beatrice has seen light up a room. Annoying. The concept that such an offhand comment from Beatrice might genuinely elicit such a reaction. 

“So I have a question.” 

“I’m shocked by this development.” Beatrice snarks. Her lips twitch with the effort of impeding a smile. 

“Shut up.” Ava’s shoulder shoves playfully against her own. “Back to my question. Are you coming to the dance tonight?” 

Beatrice can’t help the groan that escapes at that. It was the most logical conclusion, given Ava’s propensity for always being involved in societal gatherings, and Beatrice’s absolute hatred of going anywhere remotely populated. “Ava-”

They stop suddenly. Ava’s feet planting, as if Beatrice’s aversion to societal events is newfound rather than habitual personal preference. Their arms stay entwined long enough to force Beatrice to pivot, turning to face Ava. Ava who releases her arm only long enough for warm fingers to curl around Beatrice’s forearms. A preventive measure forcing Beatrice to absorb the full force of Ava’s disappointment. 

“Bea, please you have to come.” 

There’s a reason Beatrice has actively avoided any mention of the dance. Ava’s fingers ease in their restrictive grip, shifting into something gentler. A thumb smoothing over the raised skin of her forearm. Ava’s eyes are somber now, and honestly? Beatrice gets the feeling that there’s a level of authenticity to this. It cements the fact that if Beatrice doesn’t attend, it’ll compromise Ava’s ability to enjoy the evening. 

“You really want me there?” Beatrice hates how hopeful she sounds.

“I really do.” 

“Then I’ll be there.” Beatrice relents. It’s a decision of her own making after all, one that has absolutely nothing to do with the rush of heat pulsing through her with every gentle brush of Ava’s thumb. 

“It starts at 7. Don’t be late!” 

Ava practically cheers, pushing onto her toes to press a kiss to Beatrice’s cheek. “See you tonight!” 

Ava’s long gone by the time Beatrice finally blinks, pressing her fingers against her cheek absently. 

Fuck.