《 Therapy Sessions♡
DAY 2
《 Pairings: Lady Lesso x reader ft dovey
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Psychiatrist: Okay so today, I brought a budget hat with papers in it, and depending on what you pull out, we'll talk about it today.
- All three of you nod
Psychiatrist: Okay, Who's first? *smile*
You and Lesso: *looks at Dovey*
Dovey: What? *confused*
Psychiatrist: You dont mind pulling first, do you?
Dovey: Not at all! *puts hand in hat and pulls out paper* *opens paper* "Have you had any past trauma you'd like to share?"
Dovey: *deep breath* Well, there was this one time.. I took Lesso's trench coat.. I wore it to breakfast that morning and she had a smile on her face.. *shiver* The next day when I went to choose my dress.. THEY WERE DYED BLACK! ALL OF THEM.. *sniffle* *sob*
Lesso: *rolls eyes* Atleast it wasnt your shampoo, I was being considerate..
Dovey: Lesso! *starts long ass lecture*
You: Hey, is this bread? *points at bowl in middle of table*
Psychiatrist: Yes, and- uh-
You: mm? *mouth stuffed with bread*
Psychiatrist: Alright, whose next?
Lesso: I'll go-
Dovey: I AM NOT FINISHED! *sigh* *glares*
You: *swallows bread*
Lesso: Woah! Calm down princess.. *shiver*
Dovey: *groan* Do whatever you want.
Lesso: *puts hand in hat and pulls out paper* *reels open paper* "Any relationship problems that come to your mind that need adressing?" *burns paper*
Lesso: Well for starters.. *points at you* Everytime she comes into my room, she HAS to have an article of my clothing on. I dont understand why?
You: Well, what do you mean? Its bloody cold? *frown* I should be allowed to help myself..
Lesso: Your body is just a placeholder to crush them up. *scoff*
You: Well pardon me.. *stands up* *walks infront of Lesso* Anything that's yours is mine..
Lesso: Is it?
You: It is..
Lesso: It is unnecessary. You have your own clothes..
Psychiatrist: Alright.. May I have a say?
You and Lesso glare at the psychiatrist
Psychiatrist: first of all.. y/n why dont you allow your lover to access some of your things.. I deem it unfair if only you can access her things..
You: *looks at Lesso* I give myself to her.. what else does she want..?
Lesso: *blushes out of embarrassment*
You: What else does she need.. *sits down* *thinking deeply*
Psychiatrist: Oh dear, my comment must have been taken the wrong way..
You: What if-
Lesso: shut up..
You: *looks up*
Lesso: You are enough for me.. I dont need anything else from you, darling..
You: *evil smile* See.. she doesn't need anything else from me.. *laughs*
Lesso: *glares* Why you-
Dovey: BOTH OF YOU, quiet down.. *holds head*
You: I guess I'll pull now.. *puts hand in hat and pulls out paper* *opens paper* "Who could you be nicer to?"
You: eh.. it depends.. You mean the people I know..? *gets a new peice of paper crushes it*
Psychiatrist: Whoever you deem fit for the question.. *raises eyebrow*
You: I guess I could be nicer to Clarissa.. *flicks paper towards Lesso*
Lesso: *deadpanned* *opens mouth to say something* *paper lands in her mouth*
You: *smile* Even though shes basically my sister.. *slides hand ontop of hers*
Dovey: Awh, thats sweet!
*Lesso aggressively shaking in the background with a pissed off expression*
Psychiatrist: What about Lady Lesso..?
Lesso: *spits out paper* *glares* What about me?
You: *grabs Lesso's jaw* *tilts head* *kisses her cheek*
Psychiatrist, Lesso, Dovey: *blush*
You: What?
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Lana Myers | Mindf*ck series by S.T. Abby
I am obsessed with her. Each reread ends with me barking like a dog.
For those not in the know, this girl is a revenge serial unaliver who gets a boyfriend named Logan. Logan ends up being the profiler FBI agent in charge of catching her.
Screams pierce my ears, and I realize that moment of weakness with Mr. Profiler earlier doesn't affect how pretty the screams sound.
"You're supposed to be dead." I stare up at him, moving the blade over his thigh, feeling his tremble. "You should have killed me deader,"
I'm just a girl in love with a man who's destined to hate me when he learns the truth.
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《 Unconscious~
《 Just finding a dead body~
♡shitpost~
You, Hester, Anadil, Dot and even Hort were walking in the hallway
You: *laughs* Thats funny.. *stubs toe*
You: Wtf.. *looks down*
There was a cold body of a boy on the ground..
All of you: AHH- *pause*
Hester: Wait.. we arent allowed to kill anyone until after graduation.. *kneels down* *pokes the boy's cheek and feels for his pulse*
Anadil: Maybe he's unconscious? *rats squeak in agreement*
Dot: Maybe he fainted from sugar overdose? *bites into chocolate*
Hort: Bloody hell.. *covers eyes* Is he dead? *peeks through fingers*
You: No.. *you nudge the boy's cheek with your shoe* Okay maybe.. *shrug*
All of you: *clears throat* AHHHH!
Lesso: Oh, stop your whining!? *storms up to you all in the hallway*
All of you: *points down at the boy*
Lesso: *does a double take at the boy's body* *frowns* *pokes his cheek with her cane*
Lesso: *smirk* He's not dead, just unconscious..
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