When I think about Ava and Alex fics, the emotional tension always seems to hinge on forced proximity—like they’re stuck sharing an apartment after a bad breakup, or stuck on a road trip. That physical closeness makes every glance or accidental touch feel loaded. I’ve read a few where Alex is secretly in love with Ava while she’s dating his brother, and the tension isn’t in big declarations, it’s in him fixing her favorite coffee exactly right and her noticing but not saying anything. The best ones make you feel that ache of something being so close but completely out of reach.
Sometimes I think writers rely too much on miscommunication tropes for them, though. An entire 50k-word story where the main conflict is Ava overhearing half a sentence and storming off. It can work, but after a while it just makes me want to shake the characters. I prefer when the tension comes from internal conflicts they can’t articulate—Alex struggling with guilt over a past betrayal, Ava battling her own pride. That feels more real than just not talking.
The really memorable Ava/Alex dynamic I read recently was a post-apocalyptic AU where they were the last two people in a city, and the tension was this quiet, desperate need for human connection warring with the fear of losing the only person left. Every conversation was about survival, but every subtext was about loneliness. That kind of setting strips everything back to the emotional core, and you get to see what’s really between them when the world isn’t watching.