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Miss Silva sighs, dramatic and put-upon. “Alright. I suppose I wouldn’t want you to lose your stripes for the grievous crime of using my name. But if you can’t call me Ava, can you do something else for me?”
Beatrice nods, even though it’s dangerous, even though Miss Silva could ask her for anything.
Perhaps she nods because Miss Silva could ask her for anything.
“Can you think of me as Ava, just in your head?” Miss Silva requests. “Even if you never say it.”
Beatrice considers this. A truly honourable person wouldn’t agree; decorum should govern the thought as well as the action. But Beatrice is already expected to tell Miss Silva no so often that it gets harder every time, and surely this is a small enough concession that no real harm can come of it.
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Or, Ava throws everything she has at chipping away Beatrice's propriety, and it only takes several years, a pirate ship, and being absolutely shameless for her to succeed.
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18 Sep 2023
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болезненное ожидание, упущенные возможности, украденные моменты, большие чувства, сдерживаемые большими титулами
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Ava drifts, flitting from one formless place to another, catching glimpses of vaguely familiar faces, hearing things she has heard before—please don’t leave me, I don’t want you to die.
Beatrice so rarely asks her for anything, and Ava hates that she couldn’t even give her this one thing. The least she can do is go back.
Preferably alive.
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Bookmarked by dantesaur
01 Sep 2023
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некоторые строки залезли прямо в душу, полученные эмоции - чистый наркотик
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The photo underneath the headline catches Ava's attention before she can figure out what she’s looking at. It’s a landscape shot of a lighthouse sitting atop a cliff and silhouetted against a bold sunset, its beacon lit. It looks like it’s at the end of the world, surrounded by rocks and the sea.
She frowns.
The ad is for a relief lighthouse keeper. She tentatively scrolls down to look at the duties and requirements, fully expecting to find that she’s unsuited for the job.
Except she’s kind of… perfect for it?
Unmoored, a little lost, and always impulsive, she thinks fuck it and spends the next three hours fixing her resumé, digging for her certification details, and writing an overly enthusiastic cover letter.
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This time it takes a lot longer to get a response back, but Ava can wait him out. “Speak, child.”
Ava grins from ear to ear, then forces herself to reign it in. “Yes I uh…I have to confess an act of gluttony.” She drops her head, really pushing the shame into her tone. “Two days ago I took a visit to the city with Sister Lilith and a small boy offered me a candy bar, a Twix. Are you familiar?”
“Yes, sister, I am.” He sounds so annoyed, Ava has to bite the inside of her cheek not to giggle.
“Right of course, you are a man of many travels and, most likely, many many candy bars.”
a nun!ava au
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Bookmarked by dantesaur
31 Jul 2023
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She starts forward and then stops herself with a jerk. Beatrice is an adult, Beatrice can handle herself, Beatrice could probably lay out everyone in this train car without displacing a single hair on her head, and Ava is the mess that dragged her out of her life. Beatrice doesn’t need Ava to save her, doesn’t need saving at all when it comes to a charming-looking hot guy with wavy hair and a good smile, but then he leans closer to Beatrice and Ava feels the halo flare in her back and stomps over, slings her arms around Beatrice, hooks her chin over her shoulder.
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25 Jul 2023