#dream dove (leah)

[dream-dove]

At the tender age of six, Leah found herself drawn to the training yard of the Lannister castle, her eyes wide with wonder as she watched her brothers, Jason and Tyland, spar with swords in hand. The clang of metal against metal echoed through the air as the brothers danced in a graceful and deadly dance, their movements fluid and precise. But as Leah watched, her amusement turned to surprise when Tyland managed to best Jason, causing him to tumble to the ground in defeat.

A small giggle escaped Leah’s lips, her laughter innocent and pure, until Jason’s furious glare bore into her like daggers. Storming towards her with a look of rage etched upon his face, he demanded to know what she found so amusing. Unwavering, Leah stood her ground, refusing to cower in the face of her brother's anger. "I laughed because you fell," she admitted boldly, her words hanging in the air like a challenge.

Enraged by her defiance, Jason's temper flared, his grip on Leah's wrist tightening painfully as he berated her for her insolence. With a sneer of contempt, Jason loomed over Leah, his voice dripping with malice as he uttered his cruel words. "You're nothing but a burden, Leah," he spat, his eyes flashing with disdain. "No one cares for you in this family. Not me, not Tyland, not even our father." His words struck Leah like a blow to the heart, each syllable a painful reminder of her loneliness and isolation.

"You think you're special because you carry the name Lannister," Jason continued, his tone laced with venom. "But you're just a nuisance, a stain on our family's reputation. No matter what father preaches about you being my sister, I will never accept such. Even so if you don't want Father to disown you like the worthless mongrel you are, then you better learn to be useful when you're older."

As she stared up at her brother, tears streaming down her cheeks, Leah's voice trembled with emotion as she screamed out to Jason, her words filled with pain and desperation. "You've always treated me like dirt, Jason!" she cried, her voice echoing through the empty courtyard. "But I'm your sister! We're family, and family should treat each other equally and dearly. Like lions do in a pack!" Her words hung in the air, a plea for understanding and acceptance, but Jason's cold expression remained unchanged, his heart unmoved by her heartfelt plea.

"Listen here, you little brat," Jason's voice dripped with venom as he towered over Leah, his eyes ablaze with anger. "You think you can talk back to me? At your age, you should show me more respect, not sass. Otherwise, I'll have no qualms about burning another one of your precious belongings, just like I did last time." His threat hung heavy in the air, sending a shiver down Leah's spine as she recalled the pain of losing something dear to her.

"And this time," Jason continued, his voice low and menacing, "I'll make sure you watch every agonizing second of it. Maybe then you'll learn your place in this family." With those chilling words, Leah felt a cold dread settle in the pit of her stomach, knowing that Jason's cruelty knew no bounds and that she was powerless to stop him. And yet in that moment of despair, she made a silent vow to herself that she would prove Jason wrong, to forge her own path and fly away from these shackles of oppression.

[abisbookcase]

100+ songs that remind me of kiribaku/bakushima: the ship between eijiro kirishima + katsuki bakugo from my hero academia (anime)

best friend - rex orange county

sunflower - rex orange county

just a friend - jordi

pluto projector - rex orange county

i love you so - the walters

falling for ya - from the "teen beach movie" - grace phipps

line without a hook - ricky montgomery

mr. loverman - ricky montgomery

the only exception - paramore

devil town - cavetown

falling for u - peachy! & mxmtoon

best friend - laufey

let me down slowly - alec benjamin

anxiety - blackbear & FRND

training wheels - melanie martinez

like or like like - miniature tigers

would you be so kind - dodie

i like me better - lauv

nothing - bruno major

paper rings - taylor swift

puppy princess - hot freaks

i wanna be your boyfriend - hot freaks

let's fall in love for the night - FINNEAS

every summertime - NIKI

cloud 9 - beach bunny

wish you were gay - billie eilish

wish you were sober - conan gray

the king - conan gray

sports - beach bunny

say you won't let go - james arthur

fight or flight - conan gray

are you bored yet? - wallows & clairo

heather - conan gray

cruel summer - taylor swift

comfort crowd - conan gray

lemon boy - cavetown

apocalypse - cigarettes after sex

can i call you tonight? - dayglow

this is home - cavetown

everybody talks - neon trees

someone to you - BANNERS

i love you - billie eilish

this side of paradise - coyote theory

mystery of love - sufjan stevens

always forever - cults

silence - marshmello & khalid

safe & sound (taylor's version) - taylor swift, joy williams & john paul white

safe and sound - capital cities

sweet tooth - cavetown

astronomy - conan gray

me and my husband - mitski

my love mine all mine - mitski

as the world caves in - sarah cothran

strawberries & cigarettes - troye sivan

pierre - ryn weaver

eyes closed - ed sheeran

perfect - ed sheeran

photograph - ed sheeran

can't help falling in love - elvis presley

talk to me - cavetown

we fell in love in october - girl in red

hey there delilah - plain white t's

crush culture - conan gray

for him. - troye sivan & allday

make you mine - PUBLIC

loving is easy - rex orange county & benny sings

i hear a symphony - cody fry

daylight - taylor swift

wildest dreams (taylor's version) - taylor swift

juliet - cavetown

this is what falling in love feels like - JVKE

this is what heartbreak feels like - JVKE

what was i made for? - from "barbie" - billie eilish

reflections - the neighbourhood

oh no! - MARINA

cabo - ricky montgomery

partners in crime - set it off & ash costello

it took me by surprise - maria mena

seventeen - MARINA

this december - ricky montgomery

never ever getting rid of me - waitress original broadway cast

guys dont like me - it boys!

deja vu - olivia rodrigo

drivers license - olivia rodrigo

1 step forward, 3 steps back - olivia rodrigo

bad idea right? - olivia rodrigo

teenage dream - olivia rodrigo

meant to be yours - ryan mccartan, barrett wilbert weed & michelle duffy

verbatim - mother mother

lovers rock - TV girl

lover - taylor swift

freaks - surf curse

electric love - BØRNS

sure thing - miguel

ribs - lorde

sofia - clairo

boys will be bugs - cavetown

i wanna be your girlfriend - girl in red

people watching - conan gray

as the world caves in - matt maltese

two birds - regina spektor

i can't handle change - roar

cardigan - taylor swift

pretty boy - the neighbourhood

cigarette daydreams - cage the elephant

history hates lovers - oublaire

numb little bug - em beihold

where's my love - SYML

dark red - steve lacy

heart to heart - mac demarco

chamber of reflection - mac demarco

for the first time - mac demarco

my kind of woman - mac demarco

kids - current joys

christmas kids - roar

10 things i hate about you - leah kate

boyfriend - dove cameron

my blood - twenty one pilots

my blood - ellie goulding

drumming song - florence + the machine

you belong with me (taylor's version) - taylor swift

sparks fly (taylor's version) - taylor swift

enchanted (taylor's version) - taylor swift

i knew you were trouble (taylor's version) - taylor swift

all too well (10 minute version - taylor's version) - taylor swift

don't blame me - taylor swift

gorgeous - taylor swift

bags - clairo

open arms - SZA & travis scott

all i wanted - paramore

the great war - taylor swift

i wanna be yours - arctic monkeys

afterglow - taylor swift

you get me so high - the neighbourhood

runaway runaway - lullaby layla & keevin

the night we met - lord huron

watercolor eyes - from "euphoria" - lana del rey

late night talking - harry styles

shameless - camila cabello

those eyes - new west

here with me - d4vd

golden hour - JVKE

what a time - julia michaels & niall horan

we belong together - ritchie valens

can't take my eyes off you - frankie valli

i like you (a happier song) - post malone & doja cat

sweater weather - the neighbourhood

K. - cigarettes after sex

out of my league - fitz and the tantrums

until i found you - stephen sanchez & em beihold

loverboy - a-wall

set fire to the rain - adele

mrs magic - strawberry guy

je te laisserai des mots - patrick watson

rises the moon - liana flores

last dance - scratch massive & maud geffray

crush - cigarettes after sex

trust fund baby - why don't we

hooked - why don't we

jenny (i wanna ruin our friendship) - studio killers

not another song about love - hollywood ending

the red means i love you - madds buckley

i won't say (i'm in love) - disney cast from "hercules"

first love/late spring - mitski

love grows (where my rosemary goes) - edison lighthouse

stereo hearts - gym class heroes & adam levine

did i mention - cast from "descendants"

bad romance - lady gaga

sunsetz - cigarettes after sex

still into you - paramore

i kissed a boy - jupither

bang bang (new version) - K'NAAN & adam levine

dress - taylor swift

midnight rain - taylor swift

baby i'm yours - arctic monkeys

falling - chase atlantic

say yes to heaven - lana del rey

cry - cigarettes after sex

sweet - cigarettes after sex

my type - saint motel

they don't know about us - one direction

something just like this - the chainsmokers & coldplay

no one compares to you - jack & jack

yellow hearts - ant saunders

if we have each other - alec benjamin

hey stupid, i love you - JP saxe

if i saw him, i'd still kiss him - mccafferty

i love you like an alcoholic - the taxpayers

i am falling for you - loving caliber

dream boy - waterparks

disaster - conan gray

@ my worst - blackbear

golden - harry styles

start a riot - BANNERS

i love you - woodkid

maniac - conan gray

there is more in the spotify playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/08jACx5UDxnojbTv4I5NR0

if you have any other recommendations for songs please let me know and they will go straight into the playlist. also, please don't be disrespectful and this is a reminder that these are my opinions, i hope that you enjoy the playlist!! ❤️🧡��

[twistedtangledfate]

❝ This wounds me deeply, I will have you know. ❞

@dream-dove

Aemond would have been apologetic if he hadn't caught the expression on her face that indicated otherwise. He shook his head, smiling at her and resisting the urge to laugh. She had correctly detected that he needed this sort of moment of lightness in the midst of all the pain and anger and resentment that was his life and had been for some time. It was easy when he was in Leah's company to forget who he was to the Realm and recall who he was as a person, an individual with his own thoughts and feelings, even if they were so often ignored or pushed to the side.

"If you are so deeply wounded by my disdain for marzipan, do remind me not to tell you how I feel about chocolate." He remarked dryly.

[thanksforthedinosaur]

january 2024

czarface - blast off

dijahsb - how r u

masta ace & marco polo - life music

layfullstop - slow fashion

nyck caution - gunshy

wale the sage - bleue

rapsody - asteroids

kris the $pirit - tswiw

the doppelgangaz - oh my

mindsone - changeling - shapeshifter

de la soul - lovely how i let my mind float

isatta sheriff - rhyme traveller

benaddict - make time as nothing

noname - hold me down

beam - fu

earthgang - flavors of karma

roshin - technicolor

tobi - all night long

connor price - trendsetter

nas - i love this feeling

aesop rock - vititus

donutman - exhibit

soulchef - sunshine

atmosphere - don't mind me

scribe - dreaming

busta rhymes - luxury life

2 chainz - transparency

tkay maidza - love and other drugs

dizzy fae - backseat

jgrrey - theirs13

teni - ybgfa

shay lia - atterrissage

yuna - cyanide

keiynan - triggered

milkoi - skyblue poem

muroki - middle ground

tems - not an angel

arctic lake - fool

holliday howe - miss molly cuddle

saranghae - nevercameback

omniboi - marathon

she loves boon - have a good time

laura elliott - t-shirt

etta marcus - snowflake suzie

nep - fender

david am - what was isn't now

kc rae - bathroom floor

smol fish - sweet taste

packs - abalone

lydia luce - saline

babebee - butterfly 나비

katie pham & the moonbathers - stay inside

arlo parks - i'm sorry

sophie meiers - mutt

field medic - silver girl

addy - carousel

daffo - good god

allie - churning out glitter

leith ross - (you) on my arm

katy kirby - party of the century

bambina - boys who run

liza anne - thank you for your time

yot club - lauren

far caspian - own

tessa rae - someone i know

olivia barton - big sad

ethan tasch - tetherball

grace gardner - surround sound

siv jakobsen - small

haley heynderickx - how does the horse go home?

meg smith - …but i'd miss you too much! (sad girl version)

lexi jayde - worried (demo)

salem ilese - whiplash

tate mcrae - we're not alike

flowerovlove - next best exit

oston - molly.

lauren sanderson - she loves me, she loves me not

dove cameron - sand

cassie marin - could be ours

lolo zouaï - lava lamp

ayleen valentine - anesthetized

lyn lapid - cross ur mind

ko aka koala - sorry in advance (chill version)

new age doom - there is no end

eliza mclamb - mythologize me

emily yacina - nothing lasts

gabby's world - magnify

chastity belt - hollow

soft streak - cruel

wombo - slab

gulfer - clean

sweet pill - chewed up

yurufuwa gang - wash up brain

sjowgren - newrules

green day - look ma, no brains!

dolly parton - heart of glass

motel raphaël - play nice

dora jar - puppet

loony - nothing else feels the same

kimbra - la type

rina sawayama - flavour of the month

lilyisthatyou - siren

tiger darrow - nice girls

tash - lemonade

anni hung - 長大是一瞬間的事 - 電影《夢遊樂園》主題曲

leah dou - monday

linion - the shadow

chelmico - question

taeyeon - nightmare

heize - picnic of night

red velvet - knock knock (who's there?)

slow magic - acceptance

[westerosiqueens]

continued | @dream-dove

Leah immediately turns around and bows, “Good day princess!” She gently fumbled with her fingers, “This may sound silly. But I couldn't help but laugh at your son's training. In a good way of course! The bond they preserve is touching to me. Especially when they joke with one another. It puts a smile on my face.”

Rhaenyra raised her eyebrows before glancing out over the training yard. Jace was paired against Aemond, the nearest to him in age, while Aegon slouched against an armor rack. Luke was there nearby, clumsy with his wooden sword at just six last month. She smiled faintly. “They are sweet boys, aren’t they?” she asked softly. “I hope you will serve them and the realm as the best you can, when they are the next generation of lords, Leah.”

[awfcstoriesandfics]

Love’s Journey- the story of Alessia and Leah- the decision

Introduction of Characters

Alessia and Leah were two rising stars in the world of professional football. Alessia, a quick-footed forward known for her dazzling goals, had a fiery spirit that made her a fan favorite. Off the pitch, she was just as passionate, full of energy and always ready for a new adventure. Leah, on the other hand, was a cool-headed defender with an incredible knack for strategy. Her calm demeanor balanced Alessia’s enthusiasm perfectly, and together, they made a dynamic duo.

They met during a pre-season training camp, where their competitive natures clashed at first but soon morphed into a close friendship. Late-night chats about their dreams and aspirations became a staple of their time together. As they navigated the ups and downs of their football careers, they found comfort in each other, their bond growing deeper with each shared laugh and tear.

As their careers flourished, so did their desire to start a family. They often talked about the kind of life they wanted to create, filled with laughter, family dinners, and the joyful chaos of kids running around—something that felt just as thrilling as scoring a game-winning goal.

The Conversation

One evening, after a particularly intense training session, Alessia flopped onto the couch, her hair still damp from the shower. “Babe, can we talk?” she said, glancing over at Leah, who was curled up with a book.

“Sure, love. What’s on your mind?” Leah replied, setting her book aside and giving Alessia her full attention.

“I’ve been thinking a lot about us… about having kids,” Alessia said, her voice a mix of excitement and nervousness.

Leah’s eyes lit up. “Really? Me too! I’ve always wanted to have a family with you.”

They leaned into the conversation, exploring the idea of starting a family and focusing on IVF as a path forward. “I’ve done some reading about it,” Leah said, her brow furrowed in concentration. “It sounds like a solid option for us.”

Alessia nodded, her thoughts racing. “I want to make sure we give our kids the best start possible. I know IVF can be a bit of a rollercoaster, but it’s worth it if it means we can have a family.”

Leah scooted closer, taking Alessia’s hand. “We’ll get through it together, babe. I want to create a loving home for our kids, just like we’ve always dreamed.”

As they talked, the weight of the conversation settled in. They reminisced about their childhoods—Alessia’s memories of family gatherings bursting with love and Leah’s recollections of her parents cheering her on at every game. It was clear to both of them that while their pasts shaped who they were, starting a family would bring new challenges and joys.

Research and Planning

With their hearts set on IVF, Alessia and Leah dove headfirst into research. They spent evenings scrolling through articles, watching videos, and joining online communities. It felt a bit overwhelming, but they found comfort in the knowledge they were gaining.

“Okay, so what’s our first step?” Alessia asked one night, her laptop open in front of her.

Leah grinned. “Let’s schedule some consultations. We need to chat with the doctors and get a clear picture of what we’re in for.”

“Sounds good, love,” Alessia replied, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves.

Leah was right by her side, accompanying her to every appointment. She held Alessia’s hand during consultations, listened intently as the doctors explained the procedures, and jotted down notes. Alessia felt a wave of gratitude wash over her; Leah’s support made everything feel a little less daunting.

As they navigated the complexities of IVF, Alessia found herself riding a rollercoaster of emotions—excitement, anxiety, hope, and fear. She often reflected on her childhood, wondering how her experiences would shape her parenting style. Leah, ever the steady anchor, encouraged her to express her feelings. “It’s totally okay to be scared, babe,” she reassured Alessia one evening. “This is a big step for us.”

They spent evenings talking about their hopes and fears, dreaming about the future. They envisioned little feet running through their home, family game nights, and the lessons they would teach their children. The decision to pursue IVF felt monumental, but it was also a commitment to building a life together—one filled with love, laughter, and a bit of chaos.

As they settled into their new reality, Alessia and Leah knew that while the journey ahead might be challenging, they were ready to face it together. They had each other’s backs, and together, they would navigate whatever came their way.

[theoriginalmattresstester]

#10K2024 1-13-2024 part 2

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[sunskate]

Ice Dance Programs 2023-24

Misato Komatsubara/Tim Koleto 🇯🇵JPN RD: Ghostbusters FD: Loving You (from Passion) Barbara Streisand & Patrick Wilson; Love Grows (from Final Fantasy VIII) Nobuo Uematsu (choreo: Romain Haguenauer)

Azusa Tanaka/Shingo Nishiyama 🇯🇵JPN FD: choreo Romain Haguenauer

Nadiia Bashynska/Peter Beaumont 🇨🇦CAN RD: INXS, Never Tear Us Apart; Duran Duran, Wild Boys

Miku Makita/Tyler Gunara 🇨🇦CAN FD: choreo by Matthew Gates

Alicia Fabbri/Paul Ayer 🇨🇦CAN RD: AC/DC, choreo Zach Donohue FD: Lewis Capaldi, Someone You Loved

Sandrine Gauthier/Quentin Thieren 🇨🇦CAN RD: Joan Jett, I Love Rock n Roll

Emma Goodstadt/Christian Bennett 🇨🇦CAN (Jrs) RD: B-52’s, Love Shack

Hannah Lim/Ye Quan 🇰🇷KOR RD: Prince, When Doves Cry, Let's Go Crazy FD: Umbrellas of Cherbourg

Emilea Zingas/Vadym Kolesnik 🇺🇸USA RD and FD choreo: Benoit Richaud

Emily Bratti/Ian Somerville 🇺🇸USA RD: Prince, When Doves Cry, Let’s Go Crazy FD: Celine Dion, Ne Me Quitte Pas choreo by Greg Zuerlein, Charlie White, Tanith White

Eva Pate/Logan Bye 🇺🇸USA RD: Bobby Brown, My Prerogative; Run-DMC (feat. Aerosmith) Walk This Way

Katarina Wolfkostin/Dimitry Tsarevski 🇺🇸USA RD: When in Rome, The Promise; Blondie, Call Me

Isabella Flores/Ivan Desyatov 🇺🇸USA RD: Prince, When Doves Cry; Def Leppard, Pour Some Sugar on Me, choreo Massimo Scali FD: West Side Story, choreo Kaitlyn Weaver

Angela Ling/Caleb Wein 🇺🇸USA RD: Aretha Franklin, Hold on I'm Coming

Raffaella Koncius/Alexey Shchepetov 🇺🇸USA RD: Stray Cats, Rock this Town, Stray Cat Strut

Klara Kowar/Thomas Schwappach 🇺🇸USA RD: INXS, Never Tear Us Apart, What You Need FD: James Bond

Leah Neset/Artem Markelov 🇺🇸USA (jrs) RD: Scorpions, Still Loving You; Joan Jett, Hate Myself for Loving You. choreo Kaitlyn Weaver FD: choreo Nikolai Morozov

Eliana Peal/Ethan Peal 🇺🇸USA (jrs) RD: Janet Jackson, What Have You Done For Me Lately, Rhythm Nation FD: Lord of the Rings

Jenna Hauer/Benjaming Starr 🇺🇸USA (jrs) RD: Tina Turner, Simply the Best (?)

Caroline Mullen/Brendan Mullen 🇺🇸USA (jrs) RD: Wham!, Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go; George Michael, Father Figure (?)

Yahli Pederson/Jeffrey Chen 🇺🇸USA (jrs) RD: Queen, Kind of Magic; Queen w David Bowie, Under Pressure (?)

Evgeniia Lopareva/Geoffrey Brissaud 🇫🇷FRA FD: choreo Guillaume Cizeron

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Olivia Smart/Tim Dieck 🇪🇸ESP RD: Blondie, Call Me, Rapture

Sofia Val/Asaf Kazimov 🇪🇸ESP RD: Top Gun

Jennifer Janse van Rensburg/Benjamin Steffan 🇩🇪GER RD: Beds are Burning, Midnight Oil; Don't Leave Me Now, Supertramp; Runaway, Bon Jovi FD: wild west theme choreo: Pasquale Camerlengo for both

Phebe Bekker/James Hernandez 🇬🇧GBR RD: Prince FD: Muse

Layla Karnes/Liam Carr 🇬🇧GBR RD: Sweet Dreams, medley, Eurhythmics FD: Hit the Road Jack, 2WEI

Shira Ichilov/Dmitriy Kravchenko 🇮🇱ISR RD: Get Down on It, Yesterday, It's Raining Men FD: ("to a singer from Montreal") choreo: Pasquale Camerlengo, Igor Shpilband

Mariia Nosovitskaya/Misha Nosovytskyi 🇮🇱ISR RD: FD: Gladiator choreo: Pasquale Camerlengo, Igor Shpilband

Elizabeth Tkachenko/Alexei Kiliakov 🇮🇱ISR RD: Yello, Oh Yeah, Desire, The Race FD: Incantation, Ojo Azules; Inca the Peruvian Ensemble, Danzante Vasija del Barro; Inti-IllMani, Sikuriadas choreo: Elena Novak, Jimmie Manners

Yuka Orihara/Juho Pirinen 🇫🇮 FIN RD: choreo Luca Lanotte FD: music from Chicago choreo Massimo Scali

Carolane Soucisse/Shane Firus 🇮🇪IRL RD: Rick James, Super Freak, Give It To Me Baby, Mary Jane

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Zoe Larson/Andrii Kapran 🇺🇦UKR RD: Pointer Sisters, I'm So Excited; Grover Washington/Bill Withers, Just the Two of Us; The Weather Girls, It's Raining Men (?)

Adrienne Carhart/Oleksandr Kolosovskyi 🇦🇿AZE RD: Billy Ocean, Caribbean Queen

Maria Kazakova & Georgy Reviya 🇬🇪GEO RD: Queen, A Kind of Magic, Save Me, I Want To Break Free, Need Your Loving Tonight FD: Schindler's List choreo by Matteo Zanni

Natalie Taschlerova & Filip Taschler 🇨🇿CZE RD: Janet Jackson, The Knowledge; James Mtume, Juicy Fruit; The Pointer Sisters, Serious Slammin' FD: Negramaro, Bluecobalto; Havasi, Terra Rosa; Giuliano Sangiorgi, Son Felice choreo by Matteo Zanni

[solstice-muse-collective]

♚ + reverse - put a hand on my muse’s knee while sitting next to them, to discourage them from standing up (Aemond to Leah)

@dream-dove

Thankfully it was one of the few days when the palace wasn’t full of chaos, Aemond had managed to spend the entire morning hidden away in the library with Leah. each reading their own books, only making the occasional comment to each other and quietly enjoying the peace of each others company.

Their peaceful morning was broken by some commotion out in the hallway, he saw Leah move to get up and investigate but reached over placing his hand on her knee. “Whatever it is, it’s not worth letting them know we’re here” he sighed, not looking up from his book.

[camthesolemnone]

I wanted to write some HeavyMedic fluff but I didn’t want to make a whole new AO3 story for it so I decided to post the short family feels here!

Medic wakes up to a tiny, bare foot in his face, and one hundred and fifty pounds of fur and slobber keeping his legs pinned to the bed. Heavy isn’t in much of a better scenario: a small white dove has nested itself inside of his ear and the knuckles of a small fist are jammed into his stomach. The blankets have been thrown every which way, and Medic could have sworn that he had been wearing two socks when he had went to sleep.

“What...” He questioned groggily, hardly able to make out the scene without his glasses.

Heavy was able to fill in the blanks for him. The bird that rendered him partially deaf was, to neither of their surprise, Archimedes. His feathery chest expanded and contracted as he cooed softly in his sleep. The colossal creature threatening to break Medic’s ankles was their loyal Saint Bernard named Moose. The hound’s tongue hung out of his mouth with content, signifying a delightful dream. Finally, the small little person sandwiched between them, kicking and punching them even as she snored on was their three year old daughter Leah. Having been a premature baby, she was much smaller than she was supposed to be for her age. It worried the couple little, however, for they possessed the guns and fighting skills needed if anything ever attempted to hurt her.

Heavy let out a low chuckle at the utter hilarity of their situation. How his daughter had managed to get flipped upside down in her sleep was unbeknownst to him, and it made it all the most amusing. Medic smiled as well, not just out of mirth, but out of sentimentality also. It was all so domestic, to the point where if Medic were a less intelligent man, he would have believed it to all be a dream. He would soon wake up and still be in the New Mexican desert with no pets, daughter, or husband to speak of.

But he was intelligent. His home and his family were very real things.

Heavy and Medic centered their attention onto little Leah, who was now squirming in an attempt to fix the predicament her resting body found itself in. Her soft, brunette curls brushed against the pillow, and he tiny arms and legs flailed inwards and outwards and she struggled to reposition. With a great amount of fondness, Heavy gently shifted his sunshine so that she was on her stomach at last. He then moved in closer so that he was able to throw one of his massive arms around both his daughter and his beloved. Medic cuddled in close as well, enjoying the warmth and tenderness produced by his two favorite people. His Heavy was perfect, and Leah possessed an innocent soul he would cease to protect only when he died.

“Papa...Vatti...” Leah muttered in her sleep, and the couple could not contain their giddy, overflowing smiles and affection.

Bliss. That was the only word they could use to describe each day they lived.

[dream-dove]

@gentledoemuses

“A toast to you all and our future Queen especially. And I congratulate you two Jace and Luce on your marriage. It’s a beautiful thing to experience. Especially with one that loves you and is faithful even.” Leah spoke with a smile, raising her cup in tribute. Though half the table did not do the same, at least she got support from Rhaenyra’s side of the table, Daemon included. She’d taken her seat as soon as everyone had had their drink, Leah glanced towards Aegon softly whom she sat next to.

[elen-aranel]

Starlight Études: Prelude

What you hadn’t expected from being on the Enterprise was that you would find Science Officer Spock so… so arresting. ( • Fugue >)

Pairing: Spock x F!Reader (no Y/N) Warnings: A swear, gratuitous musical references, slow burn WC: 3.7k (chapter) Rating: Teen A/N: Blame @starfleetstgmgr​​ who read my Sarek X Reader fic and asked for one set in her Star and Dove universe where Reader is her OC Leah Pike’s cadet. Please read Matter of Time (it’s long but so worth it). You can get a précis in the first chapter of Mycosis.  Reader is a cadet of the Starfleet Diplomatic Corps, on placement on the Enterprise.

Prelude — a short piece of music, the form of which may vary, which serves as an introduction.

You had been a little anxious. Of course you had – you were to train as a cadet under Fleet Ambassador Pike. On the Enterprise. She is a legend in the service, being almost single-handedly responsible for fast tracking Kaminar into Federation membership. There is still work to do before they become full members but no other member of the Starfleet Diplomatic Corps had gotten close to anything remotely like that. Especially since only a couple years ago one of the species on the planet had literally been culling and eating the other. Every one of your classmates had been envious, and some of them had out and out said so.

You had worked hard to get this posting, though, and you were determined to prove yourself. You had remained calm when you had your test for the Enterprise; it had taken you a little while to recognise that it was a test, but you had had all the regulations down in your first couple of months, and… you believed in Starfleet. You believed in the Diplomatic Corps. You believed in doing things the right way. And your beliefs and hard work had carried you through.

You’ve been on the ship a few days, now, and you think that you’re getting the feel of things.

The ambassador had smiled as she walked into her office on the second day for your pre-briefing meeting – you had her hazelnut cappuccino ready on her desk, and it did smell good. You weren’t sucking up, not really, but you were getting your double espresso and you thought you might as well.

On the fourth day you had summarised the diplomatic briefings you were privy to – nothing about the Klingons; that was above your clearance level – and you highlighted the worsening situation in the Jeyra system in Kaminar’s sector, and the news that had come in overnight that Xahea were sending aid to the colony on Beta Corona IV after a blight of some sort caused their main harvest to fail. You presented the PADD to the ambassador with her coffee, and waited as she read it over.

“Well, Cadet, excellent summary. Looks like you’ve got yourself a job – I’ll be expecting a report like this every day. Think you’d be able to do the diplomatic segment at the morning briefing in a couple of days?”

“Thank you, ma’am. And yes I will—if you’re sure?” You had enjoyed the briefings you had attended so far, although you hadn’t opened your mouth. It was such a privilege, being around Captain Pike, Number One (even though she’s terrifying), Spock…

“Of course.” Her smile was warm, and you felt like your dreams were coming true. The Enterprise. Ambassador Pike. And you had impressed her.

*

Your roommate, Adriana Santos, seems nice, too, which is a bonus. She is a stellar physicist, and is as excited as you are to be here and make the most of the opportunity.

You get an early breakfast together; her reviewing the latest astronomical papers, and you reading through diplomatic briefings, as usual. Today is the day you present at the briefing, and you are going to be ready. You have quite the stack of PADDs with you, and she had raised a perfect black eyebrow at them as you left your quarters, but she didn’t say anything. You can’t miss anything important today of all days, and she knows that.

What you hadn’t expected from being on the Enterprise, you think as you try to balance your armful of PADDs with operating the handle on the turbolift, was that you would find Science Officer Spock so… so arresting. He’s handsome, no doubt about it, but you’ve been around good looking people before. That’s not enough to make you lose your cool. But with him it’s something more. You’ve only really seen him in briefings so far, but there’s something about his mind, the calm but compelling way he makes his points... he really makes you think.

You’re still thinking about him as the turbolift slows to let someone else in, and you tighten your grip on your PADDs.

And when Spock walks through the door? That’s when they pop out of your arms and on to the floor.

You really wish that the floor would swallow you. But, you think, as you bend to pick them up, you’d fall down the turbolift shaft and the idea of that is more painful than the darkness of the ground.

And then while you were thinking that you didn’t notice that he’d bent down too, and you bump into him. Spock. The Vulcan touch-telepath.

“Oh gosh I’m so sorry, Lieutenant! Thank you!” At least you didn’t make skin-contact, you think, as you feel yourself warming.

“You are welcome, Cadet. Are you heading to the ambassador’s office?” You nod. “I will assist you.”

“Um, I should be fine, you don’t need to—” his raised eyebrow silences you.

“Cadet, if I may?” You nod once again. “Ambassador Pike would not have invited you to present at briefing if she believed you needed to make preparations over and above your normal level. Previously I have seen you carrying five to six PADDs. Ten may be excessive.”

The door opens, and you follow him out of the turbolift.

“Speaking at briefing is nothing to be nervous about. Everyone wants you to succeed.”

*

“She’s good, isn’t she?” Leah looks positively smug over her raspberry cappuccino.

“What happened to ’I don’t have time to babysit another one?’” Chris needles, though they both know that Cadet Davies hadn’t been ready for a shipboard posting.

“I like making sure that Carlos always owes me.” She takes a sip. “But I’ve barely had to look at the diplomatic wires this past week. Only the classified stuff. She started preparing the summaries off her own bat. And it’s a good thing, too, what with the progress we’re making at Xahea. I appreciate having that little bit more time.”

“I was surprised by how fluent she was this morning. Spock mentioned there’d been some incident in the turbolift, but it didn’t seem to phase her.”

“She didn’t say anything to me, not that that she would have. I dunno, Chris. I know it’s early days, but I just hope she’s more typical of what’s coming through the Academy than Davies was. We’ll need cadets like her if the SDC is to pull its weight...”

*

“Computer! Cancel message!”

“Unable to comply. Message is in processing queue and is no longer able to be modified.”

“Fuck,” you say, aloud, as you realise what you’ve done.

The last few days had been going well. The ambassador had you research and brief senior staff on the Meluran greeting ceremony, after they had reached out to the Federation for assistance. An accident had left their atmosphere more susceptible to their sun’s solar wind, and they needed help before dangerous ionising radiation started damaging their ecosystem and making them sick.

Adriana had told you about the science side; she was working on an analysis of the star, and looking at whether there was anything the ship could do to reduce the particle flux for a time, while other teams worked on regenerating the atmosphere. You couldn’t say you understood all of what she’d said, but you were pleased to do your part.

The Meluran were desperate, so it wasn’t as vital that the ceremony was performed correctly like it might be for a trade negotiation, but you knew it would make everything go a lot more smoothly if the away team could get it right.

There hadn’t been much contact between the Meluran and the Federation before, so after you exhausted the computer you reached out to your lecturer in interspecies communication at the Academy. She’d put you in touch with the Federation Diplomatic Corps Envoy who had handled the initial communication with them, and he’d put you in touch with a Meluran named Pamedra who had not only sent you information on the ceremony’s cultural significance, but had also sent you a recording. You got the impression, from their messages, they were excited to have direct contact with an alien like you.

You wished you could go to the surface yourself, but part of the ceremony dictated the number of attendees – too many could be seen as a threat.

But it had all gone well, and when the captain, ambassador, and Spock had retuned, the captain had actually called you to his ready room to thank you.

You had floated through lunch, and floated through sending out papers you had written and the ambassador had checked on a second contact.

But now it had all gone wrong; you had meant to send the draft trade agreement to Retari. Instead you had just sent your analysis of the strengths and weaknesses of their position, based on confidential Federation data.

Everything had been going so well. But now you’re so screwed.

“Fuck,” you repeat. Just as the door opens, and—

“Excuse me, Cadet?” Of course it would be Spock.

Your hands fly up to cover your mouth. You wish, for the second time, that the floor would open up and swallow you. How do you keep embarrassing yourself in front of him? Of course it doesn’t.

“Lieutenant, I’m sorry for my language. I—I just made a huge mistake. The biggest. I just sent the wrong file to the Retari, full of confidential information, and I have no clue what to do. I need to call the ambassador, but she’s having coffee with the captain, and Number One said you never disturb them at this time, but the Retari negotiation is screwed, and I’m screwed, I’ll be sent back to Earth for sure, I—”

He holds up a hand. “Spock to Nicola. Can you pause outgoing messages please? I’ll explain later.”

“Acknowledged. Messages paused. Let me know when it’s okay to resume.”

“I will. Spock out.” He turns to you. “Our proximity to the star is lowering our available bandwidth, due to its high level of emissions. Therefore the queue for messages to be sent is longer than usual. May I?”

You stand up, stand back, and he sits and logs into the computer. You can’t quite follow his commands, but—

“Computer, display outbound message queue. Authorisation Spock Zeta 230.”

A list of messages scrolls across the screen and you exhale in relief. “There,” you point over his shoulder to the one with routing information for Retari, belatedly realising you have leant a little... close.

“Computer, delete message with ID 34 alpha 2.”

“Message will be permanently deleted. Confirm?”

“Confirm.” Spock’s voice is calm and controlled as ever.

“Message deleted.”

“Thank you, Spock. So much. You really saved me.”

He stands, and you step back. You think you see something almost amused in his eyes. “You exaggerate, but do take better care next time.”

“I will. I’ll tell the ambassador, too.” At least, you think, you won’t have to interrupt her coffee break to do so.

“Spock to Nicola. You may resume the outgoing messages.”

“Thanks, I will. Nicola out.”

“Um, Lieutenant, I guess you originally came here for a reason? Can I help you with something?”

“I am returning to the surface to oversee the next round of atmospheric scans. I wanted to invite you to accompany me; there is someone who would like to meet you in person.”

You grin. “Pamedra? I didn’t think I would get to go see them. They were so helpful...” But no. First things first. “I would love to come but I better tell the ambassador about all this, and get her permission...”

*

“So I hear we nearly had a diplomatic incident on our hands,” Chris says as he carries the plates over from the kitchen.

Leah winces slightly. “I suppose it was to be expected. The cadet’s honeymoon period had to end at some point. But I was pleased that she came out and told me before Spock had a chance to.” She opens the wine and pours it out – the real stuff today. It’s been busy. She’s earned it. “I’ve had a word; a strong one. And I took her through my file handling system too. I don’t think she’ll do it again; she gets the magnitude of the issue, and she saw the logic of my system straight away.”

“Lucky for her that it was Spock who sorted it out rather than Number One. Apparently Spock called the bridge to have outbound messages stopped, and Una had the conn... she was all set to have a—a talk, too, but Spock convinced her it wasn’t necessary.”

Leah raises her eyebrows at that. “Did he?”

“She’s made a good impression on him it seems. This afternoon notwithstanding. He said, after he had been down with the Meluran that her presentation on them and their ceremony was ’insightful���.”

“Well that’s good to know...” Leah takes a bite of her chicken, taking a moment to savour the creamy garlic sauce. “Oh did I tell you Hannah Zimmerman called this morning?”

*

It’s 0605 and you sit, cross-legged, on the bed, every solid you own dumped out in front of you. You know it must be here somewhere.

“What on Earth—?” Adriana says, as she walks in from the bathroom. “What are you doing? How do you have so many solids? I’ve got… maybe ten? Tops? There’s got to be... sixty there? More?”

“It’s a diplomat thing. Or maybe it’s a me thing. I accumulate data. You never know when it’s going to be useful.” You find the solid you want and hold it up for a moment, before tucking it into your pants pocket. “And here it is: how I say thank you to Lieutenant Spock.” You eye Adriana, and she eyes you, her pretty face apprehensive; she knows you’re about to ask her for something.

“Spock is your department head. Do you know what time he has breakfast? I may need to skip out on our run this morning...”

“With all your work with the senior staff you probably see him more than me. Although Lieutenant Llewelyn did let me present our proposal for the Meluran sun device to him.”

“To be fair you did do nearly all the work,” you say as you sweep your solids back into their case. You can sort them later.

“Still, she could’ve taken credit, and she didn’t.” Adriana’s dark eyes are considering. “I think he was impressed. But It’s hard to tell. And I have no idea about his breakfast habits, sorry.” She starts stretching. “I guess I’ll see you later?”

You head to the mess hall, still quiet at this hour, and take a seat where you can see the door. You don’t have to wait long; evidently the reason you and Adriana haven’t seen Spock at breakfast before is that he eats even earlier than you.

“Excuse me? Lieutenant?”

He looks at you, a little puzzled. “Good morning Cadet. Can I be of assistance?”

“Well actually I wanted to thank you again for yesterday. And perhaps offer you a taste of home? You’re from Shi’kahr, right?” He nods, and you finger your solid, although you’ve already uploaded the program to the synthesiser. “Plomeek soup. From a restaurant recommended to me when I visited Shi’kahr. It’s not the same as being there, but I think it’s pretty good.”

He raises a brow at you. “Thank you, Cadet. I will try it.”

He sits at the table you just vacated, and you go to the synthesiser and return with two bowls of the soup. You take a mouthful and watch, apprehensive, as he does too. You’ve heard the soup described as bland, but it’s breakfast food; personally you wouldn’t want anything spicy at this time in the morning. You think that bland is the wrong word, anyway. It’s subtle: savoury, with hints of flavours and spices you can’t name.

“This is... very good, Cadet.” He takes another spoonful. “Can you tell me how you come to have this program? I am struggling to imagine a Vulcan sharing it with you.”

“I told the restauranteur it was logical.” You grin. “It was the summer after my first year at the academy – I got a placement at the Federation Embassy on Vulcan for a few weeks. I wasn’t doing anything important, just filing, helping out on the front desk, fetching and carrying – that sort of thing. I don’t think the Ambassador was there, even. But I did get to see a bit of Shi’kahr.

“One of the Vulcans working there recommended this particular restaurant to me; most of the humans ate from the synthesiser, but I wanted real food. And I liked the soup so much, I said if they let me create a synthesiser program for the Embassy, the humans there may try it and share it, and because real food is almost always better than synthesised, eventually they would want to try the real thing.”

You take another mouthful. “I think my logic was sound; I got a technician to put a Vulcan Specialities section at the top of the synthesiser menu and by the third week I was doing a daily breakfast run to the restaurant.”

“Fascinating,” he says, after staring at you for a moment.

*

You go through your day taking a lot of care over your work; the ambassador’s words from yesterday about filing things correctly and paying attention are still ringing in your ears. But you can’t quite stop thinking about Spock. You had talked about Shi’kahr over breakfast; you noticed he didn’t mention his family but you compared notes on the things you’d seen, both of you agreeing that Vulcan’s Forge was a place you’d enjoyed spending time.

But you had to stop yourself from staring at him during the briefing as he gave his update on the Meluran situation, although you did make a note to tell Adriana he’d mentioned her by name.

You finish up all the work the ambassador had left for you well before she is back from her afternoon coffee break, and you catch yourself thinking about Spock again.

You had enjoyed breakfast with him, and you would really like an excuse to spend more time with him, but this morning aside, he’s seen you drop all your PADDs like a clumsy child. He caught you swearing at a stupid mistake when you should have been sorting it. Not forgetting that he’s a senior officer, and you’re a lowly cadet. He’s Vulcan. You know relationships are a no-go subject with them. There is absolutely no way he is interested.

But still, that nagging little part of you says, he didn’t need to ask you down to see that Meluran, even if it had been at Pamedra’s request. He hadn’t had to help you out yesterday. And he hadn’t needed to be so nice to you ahead of your first briefing address.

You sigh. When you were a teen and you were trying to work through an unrequited crush you’d spend time on the piano, getting lost in music. But there isn’t a piano here and you’re on duty still, even if you have a few minutes to kill.

You need a good dose of cold Vulcan logic. Perhaps you should reread your Surak. Give yourself a mental splash of cold water. You download the text from the computer onto your personal PADD.

“Cadet?” You jump.

“Ambassador!” You stand. “Sorry, I was... um. I modified the pro-forma for the Crassian second contact, and I made notes on the latest version of the Retari treaty. They’re here. I also compiled the background information you requested on dilithium use for Xahea, and the data on the projected yields for those crop varieties on Kaminar is here too.”

“Thank you Cadet, that’s good work.” The ambassador smiles as she walks round her desk. You always enjoy this part of the day; you like how spending time with the captain always seems to leave her in a good mood. You’ve thought that it would be nice to have that yourself. With Spock, that traitorous voice in your head adds, but you ignore it, sitting back down.

“What were you reading just now? It seemed like it was pretty absorbing.”

“I was, uh... rereading the Teachings of Surak? In English, I’m not good enough at Vulcan – I only know the basics. I read them originally when I was on placement at the Federation embassy there.”

“Skon’s translation?”

You nod.

“Did you know he’s Spock’s grandfather?”

You shake your head. “I hadn’t made the connection. I should have, I suppose.” You frown a little.

“It’s not the most obvious thing to think of while reading Vulcan philosophy...” her brows draw together a little, studying you, but her expression soon clears.

“Let’s take a look at that pro-forma.”

*

“I caught the cadet reading Surak earlier, by the way. Do we think she’s good enough for Spock?” Dinner is long over, and Leah should get up and clean up the remains of their Chinese food, but she’s so comfortable.

Chris laughs. “Our boy could probably do worse.”

“Worse than a diplomat? It seemed to work out well enough for you, darling.” She turns and frowns, mock-reproving.

“Touché. But that’s not what I meant and you know it.”

“On the Republic I would have invited them both for dinner. Probably with another couple. I often found that encouraging people to spend time together outside work was enough to ignite that spark.”

“We shouldn’t interfere, love.” Chris tightens his arm around Leah, and she relaxes back into him.

“I know, I know. It’s just it’s written all over her face every time she looks at him, and… I don’t think he’s indifferent. I just don’t think he’s worked out what to do about it.”

“You’re right, but...” he sighs. “I’m the captain. I’m not going to say I’ve never interfered, but I have to use a light touch. And that really wouldn’t be.”

“I suppose arranging a turbolift malfunction would be out of the question?”

He laughs again. “Too obvious, love. Though talk to Spock about turbolifts; you never know, you might get him to tell about his first day aboard this ship.”

She turns in his arms to look at him. “There’s a story there?”

“And it took me years to get it out of him. Years.”

“Bet you I can do it in weeks.”

“You’re on.”

• Fugue >

[twistedtangledfate]

“ I  do  know  how  passionate  you  are  for  the  histories.” (Leah to Aemond)

@dream-dove

That was putting it mildly. Aemond's appetite for knowledge was voracious, far outstripping that of all his siblings combined. He hungered for the knowledge of the world which is why this seemingly simple gift from Leah was particularly touching. "You always know which gift to present don't you? The best nameday gifts I receive tend to come from you and Helaena."

[honey-from-hell]

Alphabet TBR

Inspired by this TikTok 

Not-so TikTok popular books A-Z on my TBR

A- Amberlough by Lara Elena Donnelly

B- The Beautiful Ones by Silvia Moreno-Garcia

C- Chilling Effect by Valerie Valdes

D- Dead Dead Girls by Nekesa Afia

E- Elysium Girls by Kate Pentecost

F- For the Killing of Kings by Howard Andrew Jones

G- Grasshopper Jungle by Andrew Smith

H- Hell Followed with Us by Andrew Joseph White

I- In the Dream House by Carmen Maria Machado

J- Juliet Takes a Breath by Gabby Rivera

K- Kaikeyi by Vaishnavi Patel

L- Let the Right One In by John Ajvide Lindqvist

M- Missing, Presumed Dead by Emma Berquist 

N- Night of the Raven, Dawn of the Dove by Rati Mehrotra

O- The Ones We’re Meant to Find by Joan He

P- Portrait of a Thief by Grace D. Li

Q- The Queer Principles of Kit Webb by Cat Sabastian

R- Radio Silence by Alice Oseman

S- Strange the Dreamer by Laini Taylor

T- Theme Music by T. Marie Vandelly

U- Upright Women Wanted by Sarah Gailey

V- Vengeance Road by Erin Bowman

W- Woman, Eating by Claire Kohda

X- The Poet X by Elizabeth Acevedo

Y- You Should See Me in a Crown by Leah Johnson

Z- Zeus Grants Stupid Wishes by Cory O’Brien, Illustrated by Sarah E. Melville

[the-teddy-bear-butch]

18, 22, & 28 :)

Hi rj!! Thank you for the asks! <33

18: Do you believe dreams have meanings or are they completely random?

Oh I answered this one!

22: What do you like most about nature?

Oh gosh, I guess just how alive it is? Like it’s nice to sit outside and see how green the plants are and listen to the birds and see any local wildlife roaming about. Especially birds, I think. I used to like to lay in the sun with my eyes closed and just listen to the doves as a kid.

28: Name a book you don’t mind reading over and over.

The one that came to mind first was “Leah On the Offbeat” by Becky Albertalli. I read it a couple times through high school because I related a lot to Leah, being a plus sized, nerdy queer woman going through a wild time in high school. But also “The Hobbit” has remained one of my all time favorites, and while I’ve only read it once, “Crier’s War” by Nina Varela is also a lovely duology and I need to read it again!

Link to the asks!

[in-your-walls]

Dreams for Hire, Ojo Taiye / x / In Memory of Joe Brainard / Zertretene, Käthe Kollwitz / I Believe in Unicorns (2014), Leah Meyerhoff / Childhood, Dove Ditlevsen / Death with Dignity, Sufjan Stevens / Dead Mother I, Egon Schiele