#sara x ava
Needy!Sara who needs to hold her wife’s hand at all times <3
Rating: T
Words: 1.8k
Status: 1/1 (Complete!)
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Summary:
“I can help, honestly,” Sara complains from where her wife parked her in the rocking chair. “This is ridiculous.”
“You can help by sitting there and looking pretty,” Ava insists, next to her screwing together two hinges for the crib. She pauses for a moment to kiss her.
“Smile,” Zari sings, turning her phone to them. She’s been documenting the entire pregnancy for posterity, as she had put it. “Say hi to your baby.”
“Hey honey,” Sara laughs, waving at the camera while Ava kisses the top of her head again before returning to building the crib. “Your momma is being a control freak.”
“I am not!” Ava argues playfully. “I just don’t think that my gorgeous wife should have to lift a finger.”
(Or, four instances of Sara and Ava being the raddest moms ever. Happy Mother’s Day!)
hands searching slow in the dark (let me hold your fragile heart)
Rating: T
Words: 5.5k
Status: 1/1 (Complete!)
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Summary:
There’s the time before Ava, and there’s the time after.
Death comes for her, but Sara’s soul finds reason to return.
Her demons call for her, but she sends them back to Hell.
There are endings and new beginnings, moments she’s so low she has to look up to see the ground and highs that push her to be better. Sara’s heart beats to a drum of renewal and growth until she learns to grasp at every second, every memory, until her life is full, until there is only softness and satisfaction in the air she breathes.
(Or, the six times Sara died or came close to touching death, and the years where she doesn’t have to worry anymore - the years after she finds and falls for Ava. A progressive understanding of the end. A look at Sara’s legacy.)
Rated: T
Words: 1.2k
Status: Complete! (1/1)
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Summary:
A plan. She has a plan. Which is crazy to think, considering she spent most of her past lives stabbing first and asking questions later, but Ava changed all of that. Ava forced her to look forward more than a day, to make lists about the life she wanted to have with her, to organize her thoughts before they came out of her mouth.
If she had just listened to Ava’s plan, maybe things would have been different. Maybe her future wouldn’t have blinked out of existence right in front of her.
But, Sara thinks, what’s worse than anything is if she’d never met Ava at all. What’s worse than anything is that she knows how the timeline works – that the further away they get from the moment Ava, and Gary, disappeared, the more she’ll begin to forget.
(Or, Sara’s thought when Ava fritzes out. Or, news of the cancellation is hitting hard - I hope what I’m trying to say in this one comes clear as you read.)
and for me, it’s always you
Rated: T
Words: 10k
Status: 1/1 (Complete)
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Summary:
Ava moves to the block the summer she turns seven, freshly adopted and terrified of the prospect of calling somewhere home permanently, but Mr. Hunter, her social worker, told her that it isn’t the worst thing in the world – to have a home, to find a place where living doesn’t have to hurt all the time.
Within the first week, she decides that he was unbelievably, hilariously wrong.
Kids on the street have already made friends, and it’s hard to make her way into dynamics that already exist. Besides, she’s convinced herself she doesn’t really need to get close to anyone. In fact, she’s decided she doesn’t want to.
But, two weeks into summer, when the sweltering heat has driven most kids inside or into their sprinkler systems and pools, someone comes to the door. Of course, she hasn’t heard Ava’s rule about people.
(Or, a childhood best friends AU. There’s such thing as love before you know it’s love. There’s such thing as love that terrifies you. There’s such thing as love that makes you tell the truth. Snapshots in the lives of Sara and Ava until they’re finally ready to be honest.)
