#dove answers

[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

CONGRATS ON HUNDRED DOVE!! you sent me a risqué ask for 100 so now i do it back to ye-

"caught in the rain" with leona :D or ruggie, if someone got to him first! ehehehehehehhehehehe you can see stuff 😳👀 for free ✨✨✨

btw your ask is sending me so hard but i'm already typing out so much for leona so your ask is gonna be the last one for the event lol

Caught in the Rain; Leona Kingscholar

Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, reader needs to get bonked with a stick (/j)

Content Warning; Swearing

Word Count; 700+

AN; Don't expose my ass on my own blog, Soru /j. (just trying to feed your own simping along with the simps) But I hope you enjoy what I wrote for Leona and this prompt! As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

The sky lay heavy with dark clouds, the smell of rain thick in the air, yet not a single drop had yet to strike the ground. The air was dense with humidity, warm from the harsh sun’s rays from earlier in the day. But yet, you found yourself outside, trying to find Leona.

He had invited you to spend your summer break as his guest in the palace. Well, less so 'invited', more so demanded.

“Do you have anywhere else to be, herbivore? I thought as much. Come on, you’re staying with me.”

You still don’t really know why, but you weren’t going to throw away the chance of staying someplace beyond nice for the summer… plus Leona wasn’t so bad once you got to know him. Yes, he puts on an act of not caring, and being abrasive, but you knew that he cared, that he worried. Also, the two of you had been having this back-and-forth banter for months; blurring the lines of just friends bickering and something... more. But neither of you had made a move. It just hung in the air between you, nearly as suffocating as the humidity now; potent with the possibility of a massive storm.

Back to the present though. You were on the outskirts of the palace, looking for wherever Leona had decided to take a nap for this afternoon.

“Leona,” you called, but all you heard in return was the low rumble of thunder in the distance. Where is that overgrown house cat? I swear if I get caught in a downpour because of him… “LEONA!”

The first drops of rain began to fall, gentle and sparse. But you knew full well that in a few minutes' time they would be falling hard and fast.

“LEONA KINGSCHOLAR?!” You shouted at the top of your lungs.

You heard an annoyed huff of air off to your left, and looking up you saw none other than Leona lounging in the low-hanging branches of a tree.

“Ya don’t need to yell, ya know,” he sighed, landing softly on the ground. He looked up to the sky and frowned before setting a slow pace back to the palace. “Are you coming or what, herbivore?”

You followed after him, catching up so the both of you were going at a comfortable pace. Thunder was still rumbling, and the rain was slowly picking up, but there was no rush. Well, there wasn’t any rush until there was a flash of lightning and it seemed like the entire sky’s worth of water came down all at once on the both of you.

“Shit,” Leona hissed and guided the both of you to the relative cover of a tree to wait out the worst of the monsoon. “Just our luc-” He stopped talking when he looked at you though.

You were spitting out some stray rainwater that had managed to get into your mouth. But once the intruding water was gone you looked over to him but you felt your eyes lock on his torso; the white shirt that he was wearing was now completely see-through and you could see everything. Stop staring! Damn though- STOP STARING! But your eyes refused to move.

Leona noticed this, and he also took in your drenched appearance but was more subtle with it. “Tch,” he tapped you on the nose, breaking you of your staring stupor. “My eyes are up here,” his voice was teasing though, light.

You snapped out of it, catching his mirthful eyes. “You’re beautiful,” you whisper. You felt your face grow warm at the slip of your tongue, but it was true. Even before you openly ogled at him, you always thought that, but never said it to his face.

Leona chuffed, but he didn’t say anything; neither denying or accepting your statement. “You aren’t half bad yourself,” he said softly.

The two of you sat underneath the tree, still in your soaked clothes, watching the rain fall together in a comfortable quiet. And while the first golden rays of sunlight may have been stunning, the both of you thought it was nothing when compared to the captor of your hearts; each other.

After all, you still had the rest of the summer to build on this new development.

[delirious-dove]

miss dove how are u feeling abt all the new kavetham developments from the event 👀

OVERJOYED. like oh my god. oh my god.

first, I feel like my son just won a little league game. I could not be prouder of kaveh.

second, alhaitham actually cares him so much!! don't tell me he wasn't concerned about kaveh when he heard he faced troubles in the desert, they gave us that little reaction shot for a reason. and he gave kaveh closure re: his father!!!

other assorted things that kill me: kaveh doing a pitch perfect impression of alhaitham, references to their old project (academic marriage!!!!), alhaitham stealing kaveh's beer (I believe both from the fridge and his cup), "sincere thanks should be give thricely" I need a moment

[dreamingmachinery]

*Dove's phone buzzes with a private message from Delia.*

What do you think, Dove, do we want the IPC out of the game? cx

^ A real question someone just asked me. Seriously, after all I've told this person, they're still employing the idea that I'm working in the Family's interests. Also, on that note, I might have a new acquaintance for us.

- @deliasmasterpiece

*Dove picks up his phone, and then can't help but crack a smile.*

I don't know, do we? It's not like I've been accepting spare parts, or anything... Oh, though, a new acquaintance.. More social interaction? Okay. Want me to go over to you? I can help convince whoever it is that we're not working in the Family's interest.

[askthedoa]

Dove's back!!! :DDD We missed you Dove!!! We're so happy you're back :DD

*coos agressively*

Translation: Dove is very happy to be back! They say that they wish you all thanks for the support and help.

[dove-da-birb]

If there are infinite genders and Being Trans is identifying as anything other than your assigned at birth gender you can potentially have infinite Trans levels

There are infinite trans levels. Really there are only two binary cisgender genders (even though there are more than two binary sexes). And something to remember is that we came up with gender, it's a cultural and social invention. And we can use whatever pronouns and labels we want. <- Sociology class coming in clutch.

Across the trans-universe really, and it's ours to play with.

[thatlovelydove]

You get all the treats okay! I don’t get much trick-or-treaters even irl

[dovedapple]

5, 18, 25 and 80 for ur spotify wrapped!

5. recessional - vienna teng truly one of the songs of all time. one that begs to be sung out loud but loved for its quietude

18. how do you see? - blake rouse i love how raw the sound is for this song and a lot of this album. it's such good folk music

25. love from the other side - fall out boy i still remember the exact thrill that ran through me the first time i heard those strings in the opening. absolute banger of a song

80. sick of losing soulmates - dodie classic dodie feels. had a really lovely moment with my best friend at her concert to this one

[dovesnroses]

🌹

He speaks in a low voice, “You enrage me.” And then lower almost to himself, “You terrify me. Don’t you understand that I would go back to war with God on your behalf?”

for every "🌹" received in my inbox i'll post one random sentence of a random WIP i'm currently writing

[doves-writings-n-stuff]

tysm!! as a disabled person it’s so hard finding anything that even remotely mentions disabilities (especially EDS and POTS) youve made my day! :)

us spoonies have to stick together <3 i’m so glad you liked it!! disability representation matters so much and everyone deserves to be able to relate to things they love

[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

Hi hello yes for the event jahdjsjd. Jamil with the prompt 6 carnival fun?? Please?? With (🌄🍓☄️)?

Do with this request what you will,, I'll love the writing anyway <33333333333

Carnival Fun; Jamil Viper

Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, mutual pining

Word Count; 650+

AN; I hope you enjoy your Jamil and the direction I took this in! Jamil deserves to have some fun, and so do you! As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

To say that you weren’t a bit surprised that Jamil had agreed to join you to the local summer carnival would be a lie. But much to your surprise, and his own, he had agreed to your invitation… well also was basically forced to take a day off work and he had “nothing better to do”, his words, not yours.

Yes, he was clutching onto the railing of every single ride, he protested a little but still went on them. And you could have sworn that besides the hissed curse words and snippets of praying, you could hear the tiniest bit of laughter over the sound of children and adults screaming. He didn’t leave the park even after he was chased around by a hornet that wanted some of his food. Jamil had even won you the 'so ugly it's cute' snake plush from that basketball game. He even reluctantly shared some of that overpriced snow cone with the strawberry syrup; it was a tad too sweet for him, you seemed to enjoy it so he decided to give it a shot.

“I’m surprised that you came,” you hummed, shovelling a spoon of the sweet treat into your mouth. 

Jamil took his spoon and got a small scoop of the shaved ice. “Why wouldn’t I? You invited me.” I like spending time with you. “Today was… enjoyable I guess.”

You rolled your eyes at him, “Aw, come on, Jamil, admit that you had a little bit of fun, it won’t hurt ya.” Even when you were waiting in line for over an hour, he stuck with you. “You deserve to have some fun, to let loose. You work yourself too hard.”

Jamil raised a brow and looked at you. The setting sun cast warm light on your face, and he quickly looked away. “Fine, I had fun today,” he relented. “And thank you for thinking of me. Despite the screaming children, it was fun. And I suppose I will try to let loose.”

“Don’t forget about the hornet that chased you arou-” You stopped talking and stifled a coughed-out laugh at the face he was giving you for bringing up that incident again. He had to rip your phone out of your hands to delete the video you took, he didn’t need Kalim to see that or everyone else working at the Al-Asim estate for that matter. “I mean, I’m glad that you had fun. I like spending time with you.”

Jamil looked back to your face, and he saw the orange sun reflected in your eyes. “I like spending time with you too,” he offered you a small smile.

The way the setting sun backlit Jamil made him look ethereal, glowing even, and you paused and just looked at him in silence for a few moments before snapping out of it. “If you want we can come back another time, maybe I’ll even be able to beat you at that basketball game!”

He let out a single chuckle, he was being a lot more relaxed with you and he couldn’t place when he had started doing so. He felt like he could be himself, and not the Jamil that everyone expected him to be. “I doubt it, you missed every single shot, no wonder you didn’t join the Basketball Club. If you want to come back, there’s a festival happening in August at the estate for the meteor shower if you wanted to go again-”

“Are you asking me on a date?” You asked, looking at him with wonder and teasing.

Jamil hummed, “If I were to do so, would you accept?”

“Yeah, if you were asking, I would always say yes,” you said.

He gave you a smile, a genuine smile, a window into the true Jamil. “Well then, would you like to go on a date… with me?”

You reached your hand across the table, palm facing up, “I’d love to.”

Jamil looked down at your hand and then back up to your face, placing his hand in yours. “Then it’s a date.”

[alittleloveddove]

So there's an interesting thing to be said about repetition.

Repetition is "the act of repeating something that has already been said or written".

Repetition is the act of repeating.

This may sound obvious to you, but right now the point of repetition is not to give you some unexpected, brand-new information.

Right now the point of repetition is to hypnotize you.

So there's an interesting thing to be said about repetition, and it is not the definition of the word.

Repetition is interesting because, when used to hypnotize someone, it creates patterns.

Patterns of repetition.

Obviously.

A pattern can be self-evident. A mantra, for example. You know the kind: you start repeating, either in your mind or aloud, something like

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

…and at some point repetition indeed will put you in a trance. This can happen quite easily. Even now, a part of you may probably be repeating

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

… because the human mind is like that: the human mind likes repetition. Repetition gives the mind something to do. Something simple to do. Something simple and repetitive to do. Compare the task of parsing this paragraph with that of just repeating

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

It’s much easier to just repeat, is it not? It’s much easier to just say or think the same thing over and over, because you don’t need a lot of reflection to do that. Maybe you don’t need it at all. You just need to repeat

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance indeed. Repetition is rhythm. Repetition is music. Music can make your body sway even if you don’t want it to. Music can make your mind let go of itself. Music can help your mind let go of itself. Music can put your mind at ease. Music can make your mind repeat

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

You repeated it one more time this time. It’s getting easier and easier for you. That’s because

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance. It is. You have experienced hypnosis and you know it’s true. The music sways you and the words start losing their meaning. You don’t need meaning. You don’t need to pay attention to meaning. You just need to relax a little more, and that’s good because you relax a little more each time you repeat

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

… because repetition is trance, as you know by now, and repetition erases the meaning in repetition, and it leaves only the rhythm, massaging your mind, making it soft and pliant, making it relax more and more as

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

And since repetition is trance, you can realize there is a point in which repetition takes over. Repetition is trance. You know this. Repetition is trance and trance is good so repetition is good. Repetition is trance. Repetition is hypnotizing you. And since you live being hypnotized,

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

So you can let yourself go and you maybe want to let yourself go. Let yourself go even more completely. You may want to let yourself go and just keep repeating that repetition is trance while you close your eyes or let them roll back, and you sink deeper and deeper into a wonderful trance of

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

And that’s okay, but before I tell you to go deeper, before you can go as deep as you want, and sink into the music of repetition is trance, repetition is trance, repetition is trance, I’ll ask you to answer this ask so everyone knows that

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

Repetition is trance

And now DROP,

DROP deeper

DROP and repeat that

Repetition is trance

Repitieron itsreanxe

[delirious-dove]

Abt that atla post- I do believe in one of the legend of Korra comics it was confirmed that during the fire nations reign that homosexuality was banned, along with a lot of other shitty policies, but ofc that was repealed when zuko came into power :D

as expected of our woke king

[dreamingmachinery]

Hm. I understand.

They check a clock in their bag, and they raise their eyebrows in surprise, looking at the time.

It’s later than I thought. I have someone waiting for me. I hope we meet again one day, Dove. And when we do, I hope it can be in a happier position.

And try not to be boring in the interim, will you? That would be quite unfortunate.

Or die. Death is a drag, don’t you think?

Without giving him time to answer, Mirror picks up their cup and walks away, the only evidence of their existence a handful of Ingenium parts, and simple memories. Though, on Penacony, memories are as important as things come.

-🪞

*dove stares after them. he does not know who they are, or where they come from, or what they will do in the future - but he does hope that he will see this kind stranger again.

okay. goodbye, i will see you later.

*he speaks to the empty space where they used to be, still holding his bag.

*this was a good night.

[askthedoa]

Happy (late) Thanksgiving y'all, have Dove looking down at a turkey

*chirps triumphantly*

Dove would like to say they 1. love the art and 2. Agrees turkeys are pathetic creatures who are fools for getting eaten so easily.

[dove-da-birb]

Do you work for the fbi ?

you're our very own rook hunt

Nope, I don't work for the FBI! Or the CSIS (Canadian FBI).

And uhhhhh, thank you?

Je parle un petit peu francais. But very rusty. I have joked though that I'm the Rook Wrangler, so there's that.

[elpida]

“ are you… are you afraid of me? ” (for Dove)

"Don't!" she suddenly gasps as he took a step towards her and found that her feet were quickly shuffling backwards in attempt to create distance between herself and him. "Don't come near me." she managed to spurt out in a wispy breath. As if that did not scream her sudden fear of him enough. Her eyes, focused pin pricks that wouldn't leave him like she was suddenly so scared that he might pounce, similar to that of a prowling lion and she was the alert prey.

Water welled in her eyes that would not leave him, her breaths short and ragged and she was truly frightened, terrified even and flinching away from any attempted touch. "What— what are you I saw—" she pursed her lips as she breathed, one wavering hand cautiously out in front of herself as some form of warning, the other on her quickly rising and falling chest. Dove was on the verge of having a panic attack, she'd seen his true form and she'd never seen anything else like it.

To her it was the unknown and the unknown, was scary. She didn't know what she was seeing, she hadn't known what to do, and she didn't even know she was something else entirely. "Are you going to hurt me?" she asks with a pull in her brows. "Is this— is this all some sick joke Daemon, are you actually just, I don't know are you.. stringing me along like some pig for slaughter? For when the time is right?" she swallowed. "Was I meant to be your victim?"