#busy nuns

[lovelooksgudonu]

avatrice doodle

#uhmm hi? sorry for the lack of art. life has been quite busy #and I've been struggling to find the inspiration to draw. i'll just share an old sketch for now #avatrice #ava x beatrice #warrior nun #ava silva #sister beatrice

[coldzonkprofessorturtle]

Watching a Netflix show nowadays is like curling up next to a warm fire on a cold winter’s night and reading your new favorite book and just as you get to the good part someone walks past, yanks it out of your hands and throws it into the fire. 

#netflix #they really said fuck having endings #we're only about the beginning and sometimes the middle #a good ending shouldn't be kindle for a business model that's on fire #this is exhausting #too many good shows #warrior nun #1899 #first kill #teenage bounty hunters #and on and on and on #television

[paintpanic]

dream i had

#i don't know how to explain this other than assure you everything i say in the image is real and true. #i saw this in my dream and it pissed me off so much i woke up. stupid fucking idea. #if anyone actually likes it you're free to do whatever just don't credit me LOL #king dedede #kirby series #“panic why are you a nun on discord” #how about that's NUN of your business LOL.

[howaboutjude]

Ava "Golden Retriever" Silva

#Warrior Nun #Avatrice #Ava x Beatrice #Ava Silva #Sister Beatrice #not really satisfied with these #life is busy but I must do my duty #also Michael is like another dog in the park to Ava in the first scene #hilarious #my gifs #*mine

[princington]

quick doodle before travel ✌🏼

#avatrice #ava silva #sister beatrice #i havent picked up a pen in a hot minute but i missed them #fanart #my art #warrior nun #gonna be very busy for the next few days so ✌🏼

[the-blondetheory]

s1: ‘in this life or the next’

s2: ‘in the next’

#literally don’t talk to me #i need a minimum of 78 business days to recover #i’m so happy yet so sad what the fuçk #crying myself to sleep tonight #avatrice #warrior nun s2 #warrior nun

[sixtynineinchnails]

if this had happened a decade ago tumblr would have had to shut down permanently

#the real game is phil vs the nun costume to see who will break first #dan and phil #dan and phil games #btw mutuals if you see me posting dnp in the year of our lord 2023 mind your business. it’s been a rough decade.

[simplyavatrice]

alba.baptista GQ MOTY Awards with @miumiu & @cartier ✨

#alba baptista #warrior nun #avatrice #albabaptistapics #as an alba stan #it has been a busy ass day #but a damn good one <3

[nunalastor]

Hey! Saw that you followed me and figured I should gift you this. Looks a little weird to me but I already wasted 30 minutes and I’m not revising it. Did you know fishnets suck to animate?

My god.

#hazbin hotel #alastor #nun alastor #cursed cat baddie alastor #cursed cat Alastor #nunalastor asks #I can't wait until other mod gets here to see this but she's busy hanging out with her mom and Pete Davidson

[fiddleabout]

on the run from a losing game, 8/10

warrior nun, ava silva/sister beatrice, M, chapter 8/10

Beatrice wakes up to the sliver of light from the cracked door faded and cool, a telltale promise of the impending sunset.  Her mouth is dry, her eyes gummy, but there’s a warmth in her stomach she can’t place immediately as she unwraps herself from the pillow she’d curled around and rolls onto her back, blinking up at her ceiling sleepily. It comes back slowly, the way she’d burst out with a confession that should’ve driven Ava away but had instead dragged her closer, the way Ava had kissed her and told her she wants her, the way Ava had set aside her own self-proclaimed want so that she could tuck Beatrice into bed to catch up on sleep. The warmth in her stomach bubbles up into her chest, her throat, spreads along her cheeks.  Ava likes her.  Ava wants her, wants everything Beatrice does, wants the sex and the romance and the next steps forward with her.

AO3

#writing tag #warrior nun #avatrice #ava silva #sister beatrice #if you saw the chapter count go up by one no you didn't #i wound up breaking this chapter in half #it's fine don't worry about it it's fine it's fine everything is fine #sorry it's been 84 years life has been So So Busy

[ghouljams]

In which Cowboy!Soap is seized by the fatal American need to have a pretty good time. Or, Soap is really pretty and the nuns remember they haven't taken any vows against looking.

"County executioner, you book 'em we cook 'em." You sound so bored when you say it, Soap can't help the way he laughs, big and boisterous. You frown at your cell and hang up, setting it to the side as you stare at the numbers for the month. A half second later it rings again. You sigh and pick it up, "Big Bill's Car-B-Q, you road kill it, we road grill it."

"How many of those you got, bonnie?" He sounds like he's smiling, just barely tamping the laughter down. You glance at the unknown number on your screen.

"Who is this?"

"John MacTavish, Goose gave me yer number."

"How can I help you Johnny?" Oh, he loves the way you say his name. You could call him whatever you wanted and he'd come running.

"I hear you've got fireworks." You hum, and he wonders if that was the wrong way to ask.

“What are you looking for?” You ask finally.

“Biggest you got.”

“I’ve got some flour and gas, you want that?” He can’t tell if your inflection is flat because of the conversation or if that’s just how you talk. You’re clearly not interested in him, which means you’re smart. Which really makes him want you all the more.

“Why’d I want that?”

“Redneck C- Y’know what nevermind.” He can hear you tapping at something through the phone, both of you silent as you think. “Why don’t you come down to the house,” You tell him.

“The nunnery?”

“If you want to call it that.” You smile a little despite yourself, his accent is cute. “Lemme text you the directions, come by any time.”

A smart and reasonable man would wait a few minutes after receiving directions to leave. Soap grabs his keys as soon as you hang up. He doesn’t even wait to see if you text him before he’s in the truck.

-

You blink up at the man in your doorway as he smiles down at you. You weren’t expecting him so soon, it’s not even noon yet doesn’t he have anything better to do?

“You must really want fireworks,” You say, because you truly can’t think of anything but the way his eyes sparkle.

“Something like that,” he says, "can I come in?" You nod and stand to the side to let him shoulder past you, inhaling deeply as he does. He smells good, not that you… notice(clean linen and something cinnamon you think) and fills the whole doorway even as you press back against the jam to let him in.

"So what are you in the market for?" You ask, leading him through the house, "We've got a little bit of everything."

"Anythin' big, loud, and sparkly," Soap says, sliding up to walk next to you. You nod, thinking through your current inventory of less than legal goods. You glance up at your guest, he's got his head on a swivel, peaking in the various rooms of the old farmhouse. He glances down at you and you look away, conscious you've been staring too long.

"Um, they're out back. Can't keep them in the house or-" you mumble, trying to think of anything but his fucking pretty this guy is.

"Never seen a nun's hair before," he cuts you off, fingers petting over your head. You smack your hand against his touch, and he pulls it away quickly. You forgot your habit. You're not even a real nun pointing it out should make you duck your gaze away from him and blush.

"Goose called you Soap," you change the topic with the grace of a tap dancing elephant.

"Ach, she's nae but haverin'." He shakes his head, you aren't going to try and parse that. "It's a nickname." That you understand.

"I'm guessing you clean up nice?" You unlatch the back door, swinging the screen open.

"Something like that," he hums, reaching past you to hold the door open as you walk through. "You can call me Johnny."

You sort of like the way he says that, like it's a name just for you. Though you're sure he must have plenty of people calling him that. Much more reasonable than "Soap."

Soap isn't really sure what he's expecting when you unlatch a little white storage shed behind the house. You open it with such little fanfare that he would think it was just a tool shed except for the neat shelves of colorful explosives. He gives a low whistle, looking around. He hasn’t seen this much fire power since he left special forces. The fact that half of these things are proudly boasting names like “the mother in law” and “alligator rodeo” only adds to the absolute absurdity of nuns selling this stuff.

You lean against the doorway watching Johnny pick up cakes and mortars like a kid in a candy store. His distraction is your gain. You let your eyes roam over his back as he reaches for the bombette on the top shelf, almost envious of the explosives he’s holding to his chest. He’s got a good walk. You rest your head against the door, arms crossed to keep from getting fidgety. Yeah, that’s what it is, his walk. Confident, assured, military you think. It would explain the hair.

You snap your eyes from his thighs to his face in time for him to turn to you with an expensive amount of firecrackers. You’re probably going to have to limit his purchase. Goose’ll come after you if his fireworks catch on something.

You pull the fold-away table down from the door for him to set his goodies on. Tallying everything mentally as he pats his pockets for his wallet. He groans loudly.

“Left ma cash at the farm,” Johnny drags a hand down his face, glancing past you before starting to walk, “I’ll be back.” You grab his arm, and try not to marvel at- wow actually how much can this guy lift, that is one firm bicep.

“We could use some help in the garden,” You say quickly, “if you can spare some time, I’d trade you.”

-

It is hot as the devil out, and he is sweating like a sinner in church.

When you'd said garden Soap had thought you meant flowers, maybe some weeding, maybe a few little veggies. This is a whole farm. You're not even helping.

There are a few other nuns out in the "garden" collecting fruits and vegetables from the neatly laid crop rows. He's gotta admit, they all seem a little young to be nuns, far flung from the mean old women he'd expect. Also he's pretty sure he's caught all of them staring more often than is proper for a woman of faith. There was even the loud snap of a phone camera lens when he stripped his shirt off. If that's not an ego boost he doesn't know what is.

You stop at the edge of the vegetable patch, and join the obvious stares the rest of your roommates are fixing on John MacTavish. He is absolutely glowing with sweat, and you are transfixed by the way his muscles move as he works. You're not the pious woman you pretend to be by any stretch of the imagination, but he almost makes you believe in God. Hell if he was in church every sunday you might find yourself on your knees. You notice your tray slipping before everything falls to the ground and try to get your head on enough to tell him it's break time.

Johnny notices you first, his smile as bright as the sun as he sits back on his heels. He scrubs his face with his discarded shirt and loops it over his shoulders as he stands. Does he have to look at you like that? Like he's just so pleased to see you. It's almost pornographic, you think he might be doing it on purpose.

"What's this?" He asks, leaning to inspect your tray. You're sure he's just asking for something to say. You're… not really in a position to say anything right now, your tongue feels like it's stuck in place trying to make sure you're not drooling over him.

"Tea," you say dumbly, he raises a brow at you, "And I've got lunch inside, if you're hungry, but hydrate first."

Soap shrugs, his fingers wrapping around the tall iced glass. There's dirt under his nails, clinging to the sweat on his hands, you think he's more than paid for the fireworks by now. You're not sure the rest of your roommates are willing to give up their eye candy just yet.

He tips his head back for a drink and you try to focus on something boring like this month's budget, or taxes. Anything but the way his throat moves when he swallows, or the way he tips his head to the side to press the cool glass against his neck. You turn back to the house quickly and stalk towards the door just as fast as you can without looking like you're rushing. You cannot be around this man anymore.

You can already tell he is going to be very, very, bad for business.

#cowboy!Soap #wow i could not stop writing for him so this is a big one #i simply love the way he and his darling interact #the nuns are just roommates who are trapped in an extended bit #its great cover for all the illegal shit and cash businesses they run #johnny mactavish #johnny soap mactavish #john mactavish #soap x reader #soap x you #soap cod #soap mw2

[sisterdivinium]

Mother Superion stared at the black and white picture hanging on the wall of the room she had been given: a woman's body, naked, relaxed, small breasts, tufts of hair suggested beneath arms, between legs.

"I can remove it if you prefer," Jillian said at the door, finding the nun so entranced. "I meant no offence."

Superion frowned.

"Female beauty would never offend me. It's… Alluring, but not vulgar."

"… Alluring beauty?" Jillian smiled, turning away. "My younger self is flattered."

The nun examined the picture again and reddened entirely. She opened her mouth to speak, but Jillian had already left.

#warrior nun #doctor superion #mother superion #jillian salvius #warrior nun drabble #i know this is silly but it got into my head and i couldn't get it out ha ha haaaaa #narratives and similar #posting this while still cackling to myself about it and running off because i am busy #so many wn-related projects so little time!

[dumpsterfireofsubtext]

I miss warrior nun so bad dude

#I’ve been absent because im BUSY and ENAMOURED #but I still miss it #im trying to write but the brain is empty babe #warrior nun #avatrice #ava silva #sister beatrice

[wildstar25]

MiqoMarch Day 20 - Town

Once the centre of a great, academic city, the recently resettled town of Idyllshire is always bustling with life. The chattering of fellow adventurers, the whistling of steam from the goblins' workshop, the carefree laughter of children who know they have a warm bed and meal waiting for them... it never fails to bring a smile to Arsay's face.

#miqomarch #miqomarch 2024 #ffxiv #ffxiv gpose #miqo'te #WOL posting #Arsay Nun #i know this might not look like a lot but this took me so long #I wanted a chance to pop some friends in the background! #I know obviously idyllshire isn’t the most busy place anymore but tbh I always pictured the hub zones to be more populated with adventurers #even after the expansion is done and people move on #anyways i love being able to incorporate friend wols into Arsays story by saying they are just other adventurers she happened to run into #certain people showing up to the same jobs as her and stuff #also motek and mira are here because i thought theyd look cute there #they are her retainers technically sooo #tbh dont read into it they are still very much au stuff

[howaboutjude]

There are only two appropriate reactions to the above scenario.

Which one are you?

#seriously Michael is shell-shocked #he doesn't know how to react #he knows Beatrice can fight #he has seen it first hand #but he is still SHOCKED #meanwhile #Ava in the background is like 'BREATH' #'Don't faint from the hotness!' #HILARIOUS #Sister Beatrice #Ava Silva #Michael Salvius #Avatrice #Ava x Beatrice #Warrior Nun #Warrior Nun S2 #Warrior Nun Season 2 #Warrior Nun Crack #my gifs #life is busy but i must do my duty #*mine

[sugoi-writes]

Don't mind me, just getting ready for work, doo doo doo--

*53 notifications*

Oh holy shit, better check that--

WAIT--

WAIT!!!! GUYS!!! GUYS!!!

I ' m G o n n a C o m p l e t e --

For I am Icarus, who flew too close to the Sun-- Should I go to Church??? Maybe after work??? I should thank the Lord for being God's chosen on this fine day-- FUCK I MISSED EASTER

@st-alastors-confessional thank you thank you THANK YOU I will write 69 new editions don't you worry

#YOU SCRUMPTED #IM SHAKING #MY FRIEND IN SATAN T H A N K Y O U #OML #especially since youre so busy i didnt wanna bug bUT I FUCKING LOVE YOU #and Nun!Alastor of course ♥️ #BUT LORD-- #are we friends? 🥹 #AAAAAGH #you have me kicking my feet and fist pumping #my wife nearly killed me for waking her up #WORTH #hugs and kisses MWUAH #nun!alastor #danny rambles #danny speaks