My dove

I wont cry for you| angst?

*Authors note~ I love this idea I couldn't help but also adding a song of my own (take me to church by Hozier into the Bloody Mary idea. I hope that was okay.*

Trigger warnings ~ religion against homosexuality??

Prompt~ tumblr anon~ Hey I love your writing so much!
I was wondering if you could do a lesso × f! reader inspired by Bloody Mary (the Gaga song<3) idk the song just makes me think of her and I just know that woman is the embodiment of the born this way album+++*
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Sins. Sins are food for the devils soul, you'd always been told that. Every Sunday you'd attend church, the priest would give his sermons on how god wanted you all to live your lives, in good faith, the right way. That's why you found this so hard, for years you'd been told the way you should think and feel, yet here you were feeling and thinking the exact things you were warned not to.

It was her. Truly, before her you'd always followed the ways you'd been taught, never straying away from gods will, until her. At first you tried to ignore the thoughts and feelings. If you didn't admit them then no one had to know. Right? You thought they'd go away if you ignored them, that you could be how you were meant to be. But they were just too strong. So you did the only thing you could think of, removing temptation.

You were actively avoiding Leonora, something she had not managed to miss, understanding that you had some battles to battle alone, she left you. Religion and matters of the heart were always complicated and due to the fact beliefs vary it made things harder to come to a conclusion. She knew that. She'd long since decided that if dancing with the devil made her happy then that's what she would do. Needing to be strong and accept herself for who she truly was. If god was so unhappy with that then he only had himself to blame for creating her that way.

Avoiding Lesso was killing you, your heart ached as you yearned for her presence and your thoughts clouded by her. Here you were beating yourself up over something you truly had no control over, we don't choose who we love, the heart does, and that's what makes it so special. Your heart had chosen her, you knew that, but you also knew what the church would say. That it's wrong and you'd sold your soul to the devil. Truthfully the bible says to love thy neighbour so why couldn't they accept that you were who you were. It would be boring if we were all the same. Right?

The night you told her you couldn't hide it no more, you broke down in her arms. You felt like you failed your religion, your family and your god. But she was comforting, carful not to do anything that would be too much for such a important conversation. She told you of her views, how the church seemed to be restrictive of who they allow to believe, when truly belief is fluid. We are all entitled to our own beliefs just like we are to our own thoughts and feelings. Why would you be created to be you if that was wrong? It didn't make much sense to Leonora and she didn't want to spend much time questioning it. You felt right, and truly she felt closer to god by living as her true authentic self, embracing and loving herself for who she is.

There was no pressure, you knew that. You decided to keep your newly formed relationship quiet for now. Not a secret, but not quite ready to be pubic just yet. Leonora was patient and understanding and that made the whole process easier. You soon started to realise you felt more confident and happy being who you were meant to be. Truly, God created you this way, so why should you try and mess with why he decided was perfection.

Telling your parents was tricky but not something you feared no longer. You were happy and that's all that mattered. Unfortunately for you they didn't share your views or thoughts but that's okay. Because you had her and you felt Gods presence with you. But even if they were right and you'd sold you soul to the Devil then at least it would be with hers for the rest of the eternity.

Word count~ 773