#Deputy Dove

[suntails]

💙 best friends 💛

#okay so. look at me in my big blue blinkers. so theres this acct on twitter called marc_nui. and they have a silnui #and when i tell u i have never seen a more dripped out mf in my LIFE. this silver is a FASHION MODEL he rocks FITS hes STUNNING #im so dead serious it is my favorite twst acct across all platforms. not illustration not writing its nui fashion pics and im OBSESSED #okay so do u guys remember my sheriff silver? well i think he and silnui should be besties bc this is the cinematic universe of MY life ^_^ #therefore what i say goes. marc_nui and i are moots i love their work and like to show support and also i have brainrot disease its fatal #this isnt even a gift like the last time i drew silnui. this is deranged self-indulgence for ME. they just got dragged into it GVHFJD #dove mentioned on twt that silnui can be sheriff silver's deputy and i DIED. i DIED i DISSOLVED i VANISHED from this reality. WEEPING #twst #twisted wonderland #twst silver #suntails

[quiverpaw]

if there's going to be some stupid meaningless war can we at LEAST get a conclusion to the ivy/dove conflict

#i need cloverfoot to die so tiger makes dove deputy #PLEASS #my art #dovewing #squirrelstar #tigerstar II #ivypool

[yuridovewing]

thinking about how ivypool thought dovewing got favoritism from the clan growing up and continued to enforce the idea that dove was an entitled bitch, and then she participated when the clan was manipulating and guilt tripping dovewing into a relationship with an entitled creep who didnt respect her, telling her she owed him affection

#‘’my sister gets so much special treatment!! anyways my clanmates are bullying her into an unhappy relationship i better get in on that’m #idea here but what if ivypool was regarded as like a hero for spying on the dark forest and is seen as a respectable warrior now #(like ffs shes getting considered for deputy) #but dovewing is now the one getting ostracized and tossed aside now that shes not ‘’useful’’ and she didnt ‘risk her life’ #and now ivy has it all but she still insists on punishing dovewing for what happened when they were kids #because shes solidified the idea of dove as a whiny entitled spoiled brat who cries to get what she wants #and she absolutely refuses to change that view of her bc she wont let go of her spite #so shes controlling to dove and gets really guilt trippy when dove dares call her out on it #ok im trying not to seem like an ivypool hate blog. im not i think shes interesting and i think her being bitter is fine #my opinion of her has certainly soured over the years (and admittedly bc of the fandom) #also all this talk isnt ‘’omg this is canon this is why she SUCKS!!!!’’ its more ‘’this is probably how id go about it in my rewrite

[derelictheretic]

OC KISS DAY 3: Anya Cherkov & Dove Ash — Cheek kiss

Thank you @deputyash for letting me use your lovely lady for this! <3

#ockiss23 #Anya brings flowers. gets a smooch. 11/10 interaction her gay lil heart will never recover #Dove is like standing on a log here to reach okay ajsjdjsndn it's cute and wholesome #Deputy Dove Ash #oc: Anya Cherkov #nadine doodles #misc: other peoples oc's #Far Cry Tag

[angawdswarriorcats]

Been awhile, but here’s some more warrior cats! This page is full of designs for characters that I didn’t include in the masterpost, plus some alternate/redone designs for other cats. Some are still subject to change (like Thistleclaw and Jake), but I’m happy with most of them!

#thunderclan #riverclan #shadowclan #warrior cats #medicine cat #deputy #goosefeather #snowfur #jake #mistyfoot #mistystar #jay’s wing #dove’s wing #lion’s roar #pebble heart #shrewpaw #river ripple #riverstar #thistleclaw #thrushpelt #sparkpelt #jagged peak #lightning tail #shellheart #stonepelt #lilyheart #warriors #warriors designs

[deputyash]

I couldn’t resist having another commission done by the lovely @redreart! This time with both Dove & John! They look absolutely adorable together! 💗🥰💗

#so soft… 🥰🥰 #Dovie’s expression and John’s hair…just perfect #fc5 #far cry 5 #fc5 ocs #dove ash x john seed #dovie ash x john seed #john seed x deputy #my ocs #art commissions

[vaugarde]

tawnypelt and dovewing really feels like such a natural fit for a good bond between the two characters because tawnypelt has not only been in dovewings shoes in being ostracized from her birth clan over stuff she couldnt control and moving to shadowclan to feel close to family that does care about her, but i always got the impression that tawnypelt has made peace with her past, not stewing in bitterness over it. like, she knows shes from thunderclan, she knows shes the daughter of tigerstar, shes mature enough to just let all that slide now and focus on the life she’s built over there, but doesn’t hate her thunderclan family either, like she still cares about bramblestar clearly. so if she sees another thunderclan cat who left her clan because she felt ostracized and disrespected, i don’t think she’d go “EUGH ew im projecting my past onto her because i hate myself for what i did and outsiders BAD” i think she would be a good mentor figure for dove and help her adjust and get along with her new clanmates.

like if tawnypelt was apparently super bitter over all that and still hated thunderclan so much that she hated any cat that was from there, that doesnt come through in the text before her novella. she constantly goes over there for refuge she constantly confides in her brother she cares about where she came from but doesnt belong there. there is literally nooooooooo good reason for her to just hate dovewing besides the erins loving petty but boring drama that will never be expanded upon

#everything ive seen from her novella feels so off tbh. why is she kidnapping a baby #why is tigerstar demonized for not wanting his infant son to go on a long perilous journey to where people have died #(his infant son w seizures also who has already been on a risky journey and iirc did almost die on it. he is death prone) #what is the point of the novella besides ''oh well we dont want tawnypelt to be deputy bc shes a conservative'' #anyways. adding this to the rewrite in my head tawnypelt is dovewings shadowclan bestie #i also think she'd just feel protective to dove bc tiger is all she has left of her children now and shes the mother of his kids #and now she just wants one of her kids to finally have a happy life and move on and have a happy family #after all shes suffered and after flametail died and after dawnpelt was murdered by her daughter and after tigerheart #was ostracized for being lured into the dark forest #like. mayyybe yeah she'd be leery bc what if dove ends up hurting him in the end by going back to thunderclan #but i dont think she'd linger on that for too long given what shes been through herself #echoed voice

[musings-of-a-lovesick-fool]

Safe & Sound

Character(s): Dove Ash & Phoebe Ash-Seed (@deputyash), Caleb Sinclaire, Ace Sinclaire, Charmeine Seed & Dean Sinclaire

Summary: Dove gets a call that Dean has been captured and Caleb overhears it.

Warning(s): Cult mention, references to death

The static from the radio cuts off, Dove switching it off and putting it down on the kitchen table with her brows knitted together. Having Jerome inform her Dean had been captured by John's chosen was not how she'd planned her morning going, the knowledge spiking fear in her mind. He had been skirting the line these few months, pushing harder against the cult and no doubt irking the Herald to no end. It seemed he'd reached his limit and finally sent people after her friend and despite Dean's usual ability to evade them he'd failed this time.

A creak pulls her attention to the kitchen doorway, two wide, watery brown eyes stare back at her and she straightens up in her seat in surprise.

"Caleb," she reaches a hand out as the teens shoulders begin to shake, it was a shock to Dove's system. Caleb hadn't cried once in the whole time this mess was going on, at least, not in front of her. He seemed to be as strong as his father, always smiling and joking despite the circumstances they were all in. But right now he was shaking, holding onto the door frame with a death grip and sucking in shallow breaths.

"Hey, it's okay." She tries to soothe the boy, standing and slowly stepping towards him as his gaze falls to the floor along with the tears now streaming down his freckled cheeks.

"Are they gonna kill my dad?" He sobs, voice cracking as Dove gently rests her hands on his arms, pulling him away from the door and into a firm embrace. Her heart hammers in her chest, the same question swirling in her mind now fighting with what to say to Dean's son. She couldn't possibly know the answer but she didn't want to stress him more than he already was. 

"No. He's gonna get out of there, you know why?" She says, tone hushed to avoid the shake that would be there if she spoke any louder. Caleb's shaking hands cling to the fabric of her flannel and he can't seem to get any words out through his sniffles and sharp sobs.

"Because he knows you're waiting for him and he always comes back to you doesn't he?" Dove runs her hand through his short hair, wiping away the tears on his cheeks as he looks up at her. His face is red and eyes already puffy and he sniffles as she fixes his hair.

"Yeah… He does." He says weakly and Dove offers a reassuring smile. She tugs him into a tight hug, hoping more than anything she was right. They'd know by tonight, either Jerome would call or Dean would walk through the door. She really hoped it would be the latter. Caleb's breathing evens out after a few minutes of Dove rubbing comforting circles into his back and his grip on her shirt loosens by a small fraction.

"This isn't fair." Caleb whispers and Dove can only nod. It wasn't fair, nothing that was happening was, but it was complicated and there wasn't much they could do differently.

"Why can't he just stay here with us?" He asks, looking up at Dove and her mouth hangs open as she tries to think of a good enough answer.

"We need him more than everyone else does," Caleb continues, voice straining as tears well up in his eyes again. He bows his head and Dove sighs, resting her forehead against his brown hair. She felt helpless here, she couldn't leave them and go get Dean herself that would be irresponsible. But waiting for any news on Jerome's planned rescue was going to be agonising. For both of them.

"He's doing it for you Caleb, so you and your siblings can have your lives back. I know it's unfair but he's going to come back… And you can duct tape him to a chair then if you really want." Dove chuckles gently, trying to lighten the mood even if just a bit. Caleb giggles weakly and nods, offering a thankful smile up at her.

"Thank you… Will you tell me if…" He trails off, lip quivering at the mere thought of what he was implying and Dove squeezes his shoulders comfortingly.

"I won't have too because he'll walk through that door tonight safe and sound, okay?" Dove says firmly and Caleb stays silent for a moment before that shining resilience sparks in his eyes and he nods.

"Yeah, okay." Caleb lets go of her shirt to wipe his tear stained face and Dove walks to the sink to dampen a tea-towel. She walks back over to him and dabs at his flushed face, petting his hair as the last of his sniffles die down. As Dove puts the tea-towel away Charmeine and Phoebe bound into the kitchen, words incomprehensible as they grab at Caleb's hands and start dragging him out of the room.

Dove considers telling them to leave him be, thinking he might need the space, but the smile that blooms onto his face as they usher him out convinces her to leave it. Maybe the distraction would be good for him, she could use one of her own honestly. The quiet of the kitchen quickly gets to her, she walks out into the living room and smiles at the sight of Ace on the ground drawing on the spare paper Dean had brought back last week.

She walks over to him and sits across from him, the four year old offering a bright smile as she joins him.

"What are you drawing, hm?" She asks with a gentle smile.

"Bubba beating up the bad guys!" Ace replies, holding up the drawing for her to see. It has a crude stick figure of Dean in his uniform kicking a red blob of a figure in what Dove could only assume was its head. Her heart swells at the adorable drawing and she feels tears prick at her eyes as he goes back to colouring it in. 

"Your daddy is gonna love it."

Hours ticked by and there had been no sign of Dean or call from Jerome.

Charmeine and Phoebe had kept Caleb distracted by helping them build a fort in their temporary bedroom while Dove tried to distract herself by drawing with Ace. After the sun started to set and her hand began to shake from the growing anxiety however she had to step away, taking the radio with her and going up to the roof. She got a clear view of the road from there and she kept her eyes peeled for any sign of the other deputy.

Every second made her thoughts fly out of control more and more, the possibilities of what could be going on and what would happen if Dean didn't come back not letting her have any peace. She'd take care of the kids, there was no doubt about that, she cared about Caleb, Charmeine and Ace and she wouldn't leave them no matter what. But without their father they'd be wrecks and the County would be down one deputy. 

And without Dean hounding the cult, Dove had no idea how long it would take for the Seeds to hunt them down like they'd threatened all those months ago. And she'd lose the confidant she'd gained, the one person who understood the hardships of being a single parent and all that came with it. Her heart sank for all of the reasons combined, her hands clutching onto the radio and willing it to come to life for any kind of news. Just anything.

The distant sound of an engine catches her attention and Dove stands, grabbing the rifle she'd taken up to the roof with her and clipping the radio to her belt. She readied the gun just in case whoever coming down the road wasn't who she had been waiting for this whole time. Her amber eyes locked onto a quad as it came around the bend of trees, frantically trying to identify the person hunched over the handlebars.

Familiar brown eyes meet hers and relief floods through her, tense shoulders sagging as she sighs. She hurries to climb back inside, rushing down the stairs and moving the barricades to fling open the front door just as Dean stops in front of the porch. He was soaked from head to toe, covered in bruises and scratches but otherwise he looked fine. He was fine. 

Caleb rushes past her, knocking her off balance for a moment as he flings himself into his father's arms. Dean drops to his knees as he wraps his arms around his son, burying his face away in his shoulder and holding onto Caleb tightly. Dove tries not to cry as she walks over, kneeling down to rest her hands on Dean's shoulder and Caleb's back.

"I thought you weren't coming back." Caleb sobs and the sound is raw and painful, Dean's face twists into one of remorse. Obviously distraught that his son had to have such a worry. 

"I told you he would though, didn't I?" Dove says hushedly, squeezing Dean's shoulder and hopefully conveying how glad she was to have him back with them. Dean smiles at her before pressing a firm kiss to Caleb's head, pulling him back to wipe his face and press their foreheads together.

"Nothing could keep me from coming home to you, hear me? Nothing."

Caleb nods, crying freely as Dean presses another kiss to his forehead, pulling him back into the hug and grabbing onto Dove's hand to give it a thankful squeeze.

"Daddy you're back! Why are you wet?" Charmeine rushes out to join them, Phoebe close behind her with Ace holding onto her hand. Dove steps back to let Charmeine take her place, Dean wrapping his free arm around her and pulling her into the hug as well. 

"Just went for a swim in the river honey," Dean says gently and Charmeine nods, seemingly accepting the answer but her blue eyes watch Caleb's shaking shoulders with growing confusion.

"Were you fighting the bad men again?" She asks quietly and Dean shares a look with Dove, one they'd shared many times over the run on months. It was hard explaining to the kids what was going on, Charmeine and Phoebe were only seven and there was no way they could fully understand the threat they were all facing. Ace even less so.

"Yeah I was, but I had some friends helping me this time." Dean answers, brushing his daughter's hair out of her face and watching her process the information. She nods and reaches out to her brother.

"Daddy's okay Caleb, he beat the bad men!" She smiles and Caleb nods weakly, breaths riddled with hiccups and sniffles. Dean hooks his arms under his knees and hoists him up as he stands, holding him close as he walks up to Dove on the porch. Charmeine hot on his heels and Ace grabbing onto his pants when he was in front of the doorway.

"Thank you for taking care of them, are you okay?" He asks, voice gentle as Charmeine walks back inside with Phoebe.

"I'm fine, are you okay? What happened?" Dove asks and Dean lets out a strained chuckle.

"Been better… I'll tell you later, I think we could all use some rest right about now."

Dove couldn't argue with that, she was emotionally wrecked and she could only imagine how Caleb was feeling. She follows Dean back inside, closing and locking the door behind her and shoving the heavy drawer back in front of it. She follows Dean and the kids up to the playroom, smiling gently as Charmeine and Ace usher him into the crude pillow fort and he lays down with Caleb latched onto him with no intention of letting go.

"Come on mom, you can sleep next to me!" Phoebe grabs her hand and pulls her to the other side of the pillow fort, laying down beside Charmeine and motioning for her to follow. She does so and tucks Phoebe under the fleece blanket they'd stolen weeks ago. She smiles at her daughter and glances over to Dean, his eyes remained open and staring at the ceiling and she knew whatever had happened hadn't been good. When was it ever?

But he was back and for now he was alright and that had to be enough.

#far cry 5 oc #Far Cry Tag #AU: Single Parent Crossover AU #Deputy Dove Tag #Deputy Dean Tag #Oneshot Tag

[minilev]

💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💞💗 :D

#💕💕💕 #i still think sometimes that Dove is such a great name for fc5 Deputy! #SO SYMBOLIC

[direwombat]

🐤? :D

#fklasdf sorry i couldn't think of anything for a canon verse #but the idea of syb just fully not entertaining the notion of vampires is very funny to me #ghosts? yeah she'll believe in those #but vampires? naw #dove ash #oc: deputy sybille la roux

[harmonyowl]

💭💭 for Grace & Dove, and for Blythe & Dove :3

Of course lovely! Thank you for asking! 💜

┕ Masterlist

Clink. Schick. Clink.

Why so shy all of a sudden dear?

Clink. Schick. Clink.

You've been such a bad girl—

Clink. Schick.

—haven't you, sweetheart?

'Sister Grace?'

Clink. Grace lifted her eyes suddenly from her lighter.

'Oh, Brother Will.'

Said man hovered in the doorway nervously but he didn't say anything, which caused Grace to raise an expectant eyebrow.

'B-Brother John asked me to come and get you to discuss those new security changes...' His voice trailed off slightly as Grace didn't say anything, but her jaw did clench slightly.

She did not get fetched like some dog. She would come when she was good and ready, when she wanted to.

Flicking open the lid of her lighter again, Grace lit it before snapping it shut.

Clink. Schick. Clink.

'I'll just,' he started to back away from the doorway once he realised he'd get no response, 'tell Brother John you'll be there soon.'

Opening the lighter again, Grace flicked her thumb and looked into the flame. She knew she'd have to go considering she suggested this meeting herself, but now that Brother John saw fit to come and get her she was going to make him wait.

The flame flickered a little, and the warmth reminded her of familiar amber eyes. She had seen those amber eyes display anger and fear before: fear was her favourite of the bunch, she did so enjoy the fear, however recent events might find some more exciting expressions—

My eyes are up here, Dove.

Clink.

Tracing her bottom lip with her finger, Grace smirked and finally stood up. She couldn't keep being late for her own meeting, and besides, the only way to catch her little bird again would be to create another little trap.

I'll be seeing you soon, Deputy.

With a sigh, Blythe sipped on her juice and watched everyone around her socialising. Her parents seemed to be having a good time, smiling and talking to people they knew from Eden's Gate.

At least they were being treated nicely she supposed, a wafer thin silver lining if she ever saw one.

Blythe took the opportunity to look around the house. It seemed like a cosy place, and Blythe thought that she wouldn't have minded spending a lot of time here if the person that lived here wasn't a brainwashed cult member.

Well at least the food here was good.

Taking another sip from her cup, Blythe felt that someone had come to stand beside her.

'It was nice of you to drive your parents here.'

Looking over, Blythe saw a slightly taller woman with dark hair had sidled up beside her with a smile, and based on Blythe's observations she seemed to be the host of this cook out. She just smiled awkwardly in response.

'Thanks for having us.'

The woman smiled at Blythe again, and there was something about it that made her profoundly uncomfortable. But then again, everyone here kind of did.

'You're the new deputy, right?'

Blythe had been fiddling with a loose thread on her dress as she watched the woman next to her, she hadn't stopped smiling since her approach, and Blythe wondered if this questions was the entire reason the woman had come over.

'Yes I am ah—'

'Dove. I'm glad to meet you.'

'Yeah, you too.'

Blythe didn't introduce herself back.

It looked like Dove might speak with her more, but the two people that had walked into her living room caught her attention and made her eyes light up, coincidentally, they made Blythe's eyes die a little.

John and Joseph Seed. Interesting.

Blythe observed Dove as she went over to the two cult leaders. She hadn't been sure what her role in Eden's Gate was, to be honest Blythe assumed Dove was just another member like any other. But the way she had walked up to John and Joseph so brazenly, and now as Blythe watched her speak to them both, Blythe suspected there may be more to this Dove than she first thought. And trusting her gut generally did her right in these kinds of situations. Finding out more about her might help Blythe with her investigation.

She wondered if she could call in a little favour down at Quantico?

#grace seed #blythe paige #dove ash #far cry 5 oc #far cry 5 deputy #far cry 5 #fc5 #ask meme #my writing

[storm-of-silver]

OK NOW THAT SLATE AND POLARBEAR GOT POSTED I CAN SHOW THIS MEME

[Image ID: Art of a meme. Polarbear, a large white tom with tan spots, is punching Maia, a orange tabby molly. Slate, a calico tom with green eyes, is in the foreground, smiling and giving two thumbs up. Art by SageTheFox on TH. End ID]

IT LIVES RENT FREE IN MY HEAD AND I LOVE IT GFDJKGHFDSKJ

#ORIGINAL UNDER READ MORE #warrior cats #warrior cats au #warrior cats ocs #warrior cats oc #writeblr #oc #final light #neverlight era #polarbear #slate #maia #Should have some new posts coming in soon btw #Getting one about one of the gods read over for errors rn #i got some SUPER sexy art done for it and im SO excited #Also had some art of Ash and their advisor Dove done #Might use it for a post talking about advisor and commander relationships? #especially since some people might think its a leader/deputy thing #it isnt #commanders have MUCH more responsibility. All advisors do is go “hey maybe do x?” and there they go they did their whole job

[lobidoly]

Dovewing based on a common pigeon!

To be honest, a more "messy" fur suits Dove better. I'm all for Dovewing being that cute gal, but i believe that she and Squilf have the same energy when it comes to being "tomboyish," so expect a messy Squilf from me as well (as a bonus for when i draw Ivypool cause, you know, Squirrelstar and her deputy Ivy)

#dovewing #dovewing warrior cats #warrior cats #warriors #wc #wc art

[derelictheretic]

Heyo!! @deputyash and I signed our Single Parent Crossover AU up for @group-oc-tournament and here is why you should vote them when the polls come out!!

Dove and Dean are single parents who have overcome many trials and tribulations, it takes a lot to raise kids on your own, even before the County they live in fell under the rule of a religious cult.

Said religious cult took interest in both of them and their kids, which made a horrible situation all the more stressful. When they first ran into each other they were both on guard, Dean's oldest son Caleb standing in the middle of them being what ultimately diffused the tense meeting. It wasn't easy deciding to stick together, but with the looming threat of their kids being taken or hurt they agreed being allies would be beneficial.

So the little group formed, on a dark night with a shaky handshake and weary eyes. They found an abandoned house with a bunker and made base in it, Dove and Dean reinforced and barricaded it to the best of their ability and it's served them well since.

The kids, Phoebe, Caleb, Charmeine and Ace got along much quicker than their parents. As an only child Phoebe was ecstatic to be around them and Charmeine was happy to have another girl her age to play with.

Charmeine and Phoebe became a sort of glue for the group, the two becoming best friends and sharing their secret stashes of candy and pins. Their ability to remain optimistic makes the chaos more bearable for their parents.

Caleb, Charmeine and Ace warmed up to Dove very quickly, appreciating her motherly presence and seeing her and Phoebe as welcome additions to the family. Dove of course cares about them in turn, especially as time went on on and she took care of them when Dean was out trying to help rid the County of the cult.

Dean naturally takes care of Pheobe like she was one of his own as well, sneaking her any candy he finds while he's out.

Time passes and while tensions rise with the cult their little group only grows closer, Dove and Dean opening up to each other and even sharing tips they've learnt over their years of parenting. They become pillars for each other, the normalcy of being able to swap recipes and funny childhood stories much needed in the insanity they were living in.

In conclusion they are a sweet little found family in the midst of a holy war and they keep each other sane and safe and deserve your vote!!

#group-oc-tournament #Single Parent Crossover AU #Deputy Dove Ash #Phoebe Ash-Seed #si/oc: deputy dean sinclaire #oc: Caleb Sinclaire #oc: Ace Sinclaire #oc: Charmeine Seed

[deputyash]

Everything is Pretty

Pairing: Dove Ash x John Seed

Word Count: 1,112

Warnings: Unintentional Drug Use (Bliss), Kissing while Intoxicated, Suggestive Content

Summary: John falls in some Bliss water, kissing ensues.

Tag List: @cryptichobbit @happyhoneyhands

A/N: I’m back with more fics featuring Dove & John kissing…whoops haha XD I decided to play around with some pre-relationship Dovie/John. It’s not really connected to anything, it’s purely standalone.

Hope Y'all Enjoy! :)

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“You…you did this.” John seethes as he tries his hardest to keep Dove pinned to the ground.

His hand blankets across her throat, but the bliss running through his system prevents him from adding any real pressure to the threat. His eyes work hard to stay ablaze with anger, but the sparkling flecks are starting to make his vision swim. His fingers loosen before his hand finally drops away from her neck completely. His head unwillingly dips down, forehead idly resting against the grass next to her face. 

Dove takes the opportunity to try and squirm out of his grasp. Unfortunately the bliss was making him nothing more than dead weight and his torso was keeping her arms pinned down by her sides. She picks up her head as much as she can and looks over at him with a scowl.

“You’re the idiot who fell into the river. Maybe you should try watching where you’re going.”

John lets out an annoyed noise but it comes out more like a whine than anything else. She watches as his head lolls to the side in an effort to look at her again. She could practically see the swirls of bliss twisting through his pupils. His breathing is unsteady as he tries to muster up the will to bite back a response. Instead he just lets out a breathy laugh and his head drops back to the ground.

“Get off of me John.” Dove says, becoming increasingly annoyed. 

He tilts his head to the side, allowing his breath to fan across her neck. It tickles against her skin, causing a phantom of a shiver to run down her shoulder. She tries to turn away but she doesn't get far with his body still holding her in place.

“I don’t think I could even if I wanted to, Deputy.”

His voice has lost nearly every remnant of ire that was present just a few moments ago. She doesn't think she’s ever seen him so complaisant before…well besides the time Joseph chastised him for nearly drowning her.

“Deputy…?” 

She hums in reply.

John’s eyebrows crease as he studies her face. Maybe it was just the bliss emanating off of him starting to affect her too, but she couldn't help but find his expression mildly...endearing.

“Have you always been so pretty?” He asks, mouth lazily rolling across the words. 

His statement nearly has her frozen in place. Dove stares up at the sky as she processes what he’s just said to her. Apparently the bliss was causing a similar effect on him as well. She looks back over at him.

“You’re under the influence of bliss, John. Everything is pretty.”

He shakes his head as he lifts his gaze once again. He drags his right hand up from its spot against the grass and clumsily places it against her cheek. She goes to pull away, but the look he gives her makes her pause. His eyes were so soft and nearly reverent in the way they looked at her. They were the complete opposite of the usual wrathful appearance that so many feared. Her eyes dip down to his mouth where his lips are parted and small breaths escape one by one.

“Beautiful…” He murmurs. 

John begins to lean towards her and Dove quickly realizes what he was about to do. She looks down and notices that one of her arms has been freed now that his hand has moved to her cheek. She pulls her left arm out from underneath him and quickly presses her palm against his shoulder, keeping him from kissing her. 

“You’re gonna regret it later if you kiss me John...” She says, voice trailing away.

His lips fold into a pout and his eyes flicker with rejection. His chest pushes back against her hand weakly, silently trying to persuade her to move her arm out of the way. She tries to swallow down the butterflies fluttering up into her stomach as his eyes continue to plead with her.

“Please…” He says, voice barely above a whisper.

She waits for only a moment longer before the pressure she had on him loosens. As her hand slides down away from his chest, he leans forward, his eyes fluttering closed as he presses his lips against hers in a featherlight kiss. He lets out a sigh against her mouth as satisfaction rushes through his body. His grip against her cheek tightens as he pulls her closer to him. His lips are warm against hers as he goes back in for seconds and thirds. 

Dove wraps her free arm around his torso and grasps onto the back of his shirt, dragging him towards her. A needy groan escapes from John’s throat as he presses himself against her harder. His mouth parts and his tongue licks a stripe across her kiss-swollen lips, begging her to let him consume all of her. She lets out a shuddering breath as she lets him in. 

In an instant his tongue is invading her mouth and sliding up against her own. She lets out a sigh as she presses her own mouth upwards, matching John’s eagerness. He hums in return and reaches his hand down to grip onto her hip. He slips his palm under her shirt and rests it against her skin as he continues his work on her mouth. 

When John finally pulls away to greedily suck in a breath of air, he keeps his eyes closed, completely drunk on kissing. Dove looks up at him equally as breathless as he is. She frees her other arm before reaching up and cupping his cheek, running her fingers back until they’re tangled in his hair. He opens his eyes and looks down at her with an azure gaze filled with desire.

“Deputy…”

“John.” She breathes.

He leans back down, only this time he doesn’t go for her lips. He nuzzles his face against her cheek, letting his beard scratch against her skin, setting off a wave of sensations rushing across her flesh. She feels his lips raise into a smirk as he tilts his head against hers. He brings his lips right up to her ear. He lets out a deep sigh before speaking again.

“I didn’t know you felt so…passionately about me, Deputy.” He hums, voice sounding much clearer than earlier. “I do hope that we can indulge in these activities again in the future.”

Dove opens her mouth to respond, but he quickly bites down on her neck, just below her ear, killing her words before they could even form. Even with the bliss leaving his system, he wasn’t done with her just yet, and neither was she.

#far cry 5 #john seed x deputy #far cry 5 fanfiction #fc5 fanfic #john seed #fc5 #john seed x oc #dove ash x john seed #dove ash #my ocs #my writing #continuing my streak of writing almost exclusively dovie/john kisses haha #when will I ever focus on another storyline? the world may never know

[bonefall]

So- since Ivypool is becoming deputy, (and like, the fact you don't rewrite until an arc is done and the full book won't be out for a month aside), how likely would it be for her to use her rank as an excuse to confront Dovewing, seeing as she couldn't before as a regular warrior? Imagine being a ShadowClan apprentice who accidentally went over the border catching a frog and Ivypool marches you back to camp- you're thinking about how annoyed your mentor will be when Ivypool's conversation with Heartstar is over. But no, miss ma'am starts trying to talk to Dovewing who's already walking away from her and doesn't even mention your slipup, and is about to start a screaming match with your leader 💀

I went blank as soon as I hit "How likely would it be for her to use her rank as an excuse to confront Dovewing" because I already know EXACTLY what I'm gonna tell you, but hangon, lemmie read the rest of the ask too

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YEP

IM SO EXCITED BB!IVYPOOL IS GOING TO BE SO PETTY

GIRLIE Dovewing DOES NOT want to talk to you, but Ivypool just lost a whole baby to the impostor. Dovewing will also lose a baby. Ivypool wants to bond with her sister over this because she misses her so, so much,

And Dovewing wants NONE of it. She doesn't want to reconcile. She doesn't want the drama that Ivypool is going to cause trying to get to her. HEARTSTAR is going to be doing everything in her power to try and stop this. OH my god. This is about to get SO annoying for these poor bastards. I love this.

Ivypool, spiritual successor of her great-great grandfather Redtail down to the bushy tail and drill sergeant shout, but 3x as petty. Angry that Dovewing left her. Wanting to apologize for supporting the impostor early on. Missing the brief period of closeness they had as allies opposing him. Not willing to believe that Dovewing really, truly does not want her back in her life

This poor apprentice utterly confused because they missed all the posts on the deep lore, just seeing a Category 5 Woman Moment brewing right in the center of the camp between Dove "I can't hear you and don't want to" Wing, Heart "Ma'am This Is A Family Establishment You Need To Leave" Star, and Ivy "I never met a grudge I wasn't willing to hold" Pool.

MESSY GIRLS LET'S GO

#LET'S GO LESBIANS LET'S GO #Better Bones AU #RE: I don't rewrite arcs until they are done #But canon just threw me a big large juicy meaty steak #asc spoilers