Don't Leave Me

Don't leave me

Pairing: Brienne of Tarth x Reader

Word Count: 863

Warning: Angst, talking about possible death

Prompt: "Quit looking at me like that." / "Like what?" / "Like you're never going to see me again."

You knew the day would come. It was inevitable and still you had hoped it would come. That time would somehow be kind, just this once and would stop. That the good times could last.

But waking up every day in a camp full of soldiers preparing to fight made it more real. You couldn't deny it anymore, and you became more and more scared with every day. Scared that one day you'd wake up and Brienne would tell you that she has to leave to fight.

This morning it had happened.

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It was a morning like all the others. You had woken up, gotten ready and left your tent to find Brienne and have breakfast with her. You had walked through the camp, greeting some people you knew and looked at the ones getting ready to say their goodbyes with pity in your eyes.

War wasn't something nice. All the men always said it was necessary, it was honourable to fight in this war. But you could see how it was honourable to leave your family and die for something you didn't even really believe in, for something that didn't affect you. For the king's will.

Standing in front of Brienne's tent you had tried to push the bad feeling away and think optimistically. You had entered with a big smile on your face, ready to greet tour favourite person. The person you loved, even though you had never built up the courage to tell her. But the second you had laid your eyes on her, you knew. The day had come.

She stood in full armour, that wasn't something she normally did until after breakfast. She looked at you with an apologetic smile. She knew you dreaded this day, but she couldn't change it. She had sworn an oath, and she took those very seriously. You knew that and you respected that.

But having to let someone you love go, into possible death still wasn't easy. No matter the reasons.

You could stop your eyes getting watery. You didn't even know what to say. You just stood there. Looking at her, more scared than you had ever been in your whole life.

"Quit looking at me like that."

"Like what?"

"Like you're never going to see me again."

You let out a slight, pathetic laugh at that. It immediately turned into sobs and Brienne was at your side in a second. She pulled you in a hug and embraced you fully.

"B-… But what if I don't. What if you won't come back?" You pushed her away a little to look up at her.

"Shush, don't say that. I will come back. You know how good I am." She pulled you back into the hug and held you until the tears stopped coming.

Brienne bad still prepared breakfast, so you sat down and ate. But it was different than usual. It wasn't filled with laughter or happiness. It felt like a farewell. It felt like you should have fun, if she wasn't to come back you didn't want your last time together to have been this. This sadness. But you just couldn't help yourself. You weren't able to even smile. A few times a tear slipped down your cheek again, but you immediately dried it. You didn't want to cry again.

After breakfast, you accompanied Brienne to her horse and watched her prepare the last bits for the fight. Right before she left, she turned around once more and hugged you again and in that moment you wanted to tell her everything you felt for her. But no words came out. You couldn't talk.

So you pulled her down, stood up on your tiptoes and kissed her. You hoped that the kiss showed her what you felt. What she meant to you. That you loved her. With all your heart.

You broke the kiss of and watched her get on the horse without saying anything as she turned her head one last time, you would have sworn that you saw a tear roll down her cheek.

With a last wave of your hand she left. You turned around, went to Brienne's tent and the second you closed the curtains behind you the most gut-wrenching sob left you mouth.

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In the night, when you were already sleeping the soldiers and knights came back. A lot wounded, even more dead.

Your sleep wasn't very deep, you had fallen asleep crying. Exhausted from all the sobs, not having eaten anything but breakfast. So when you heard someone enter the tent you woke up right away.

You were really too exhausted to be alarmed. You really didn't care.

But when you looked closer you recognise the figure. You jumped up and threw yourself around her neck.

And the sobbing started again. But this time it was out of relief and happiness.

You felt strong arms wrap around your waist and pull you closer.

"Please never leave me again. I can't do this, I was so worried." You tried to form a coherent sentence through all your crying.

"I won't, Darling. I'll stay with you. I promise."

"I love you, Brienne. More than anything."

so i was thinking about new years and loved the idea of larissa and r being each others new years kiss.

like the two of them are in an urgent meeting discussing something that had gone down with some students before christmas break, them needing to get some reports done and filed. them sipping some champagne, just for festivities. the meeting going on so long they lost track of time, only a few minutes left before midnight, realizing this one of them takes the leap and asks the other to be their new years kiss, and linger on each other’s lips longer than they should

New Years Kiss

Larissa Weems x Reader

“I can’t believe their end of semester prank was to reshuffle the entire filing room…” You sit back against the wall and lean you head back, banging your head gently against the wall to make your frustration known. Scattered around you were the files of the hundreds of Nevermore students, all needed to be put back into place.

Larissa Weems sat next to you, resorting through her file of papers, obviously frustrated with the task at hand. Students had been sent home a week ago and today, December 31st, you informed your boss that the entire hardcopy filing system has been shuffled about. Now all of student and staff information was in the correct place. Both of you had to cancel New Years plans to sit in a small back room of Nevermore Academy until it was fixed.

You kept sorting. Every once in a while you would exchange sheets of paper. You were reorganizing students and she started with reorganizing staff.

Larissa checked her watch, “I’ll be right back.”

You watched her get up and leave, but you turn your head back down to the filing job at hand. You saw Larissa Weems as an incredibly beautiful woman, but you had never expected more than friendship from her. When she returned, she was carrying a small bottle of champagne and paper cups.

“It’s almost midnight. We have officially been here for 8 hours.” She handed you a paper cup, and opened the champagne over a small garbage can in case it overflowed, “I kept this little guy in my desk for emergencies.”

Truthfully, you had only been working a couple of those hours. When you were together, sometimes your conversations would veer off into philosophy, politics, or educational dilemmas.

“We should have started drinking when we started.” You stated, holding your cup still for her to fill yours and then her own. You held your cup up to her as she stood above you, “Cheers.”

“Cheers.” She tapped her cup against yours, throwing hers back like a shot. Larissa took a seat back down by you. For the next few minutes, you took turns refilling each others cups and drinking.

11:58

“No New Years kiss this year.” You lean into Larissa’s shoulder, enjoying the light tingle in your skull from the alcohol.

“Who said no New Years kiss? You can kiss me.” Larissa questioned and stated, making your eyes widen. You wouldn’t object to kissing her, this was just unexpected.

11:59

“Okay. I mean, yeah sure. I-“ You were a little nervous at your automatic response, you didn’t want to seem overzealous, but you couldn’t pass up the opportunity to kiss her.

Larissa glanced down at her phone, your eyes glanced down at the time, 11:59. Do you kiss now or-?

She leaned in first. You wondered how she was so fearless or were you just too fearful? You met her halfway, pressing your lips to hers.

You hadn’t been this close to her before. She smelled so nice. Larissa brought up a hand to your cheek. Her hands were soft too. You reached a hand out, grasping at the fabric of her jacket to keep her close.

Her mouth opened a little, you felt her tongue graze your bottom lip. You deepen the kiss a little more. It was when Larissa placed a hand on your leg that you both part slowly.

12:02

She glances down at her phone again. Its 12:02. Had your kiss really been that long? Larissa picks back up the champagne bottle, drinking some before handing the bottle to you, giving you what was left.

Larissa’s face was flush. She was embarrassed by how she behaved during your kiss. You saw the redness in her face as she pretended to busy herself with the paperwork once more.

“Thank you for that…” You say, trying not to embarrass her too much more. You turn back to your paperwork at hand.

Both of you sat much closer together now, your thighs touching. You wondered what your relationship would look like from here on out.

Omg I did not know that you wrote smut?!?! I know you already wrote a lot of Brienne requests but if you want, could you please write a fluffy smut where it’s Brienne’s first time with a woman so reader takes charge and she takes her time worshiping Brienne’s body? It’s what my baby deserves. Thank you!

The first time

Pairing: Brienne of Tarth x Reader

Word Count: 1156

Warning: NSFW, 18+, eating out, fingering, nipple play

A/n: I had already thought about writing something similar to this, so I was very happy about the request. And no problem, please let the Brienne request come. I'm happy about then all!

Brienne and you had been together now for a few weeks. You couldn't believe your luck. She was everything you had ever imagined and more. Just staring at her and being in awe was actually one of your favourite things to do at the moment, but kissing her was also very high up on the list.

You hadn't seen Brienne for a few days because she had left for a mission from the king. So, when she entered your room after having come back, you immediately jumped into her and started kissing her.

"I missed you so much." Brienne gently hugged you and smiled into the kiss. She was very happy to see you too.

You started untying the laces of her armour and helped her take it off. However, you didn't stop after the armour, you went straight to the blouse. But you weren't able to get further than the first two buttons, as she stopped you.

"What are you doing?" She looked at you with insecurity in her eyes.

"Well, I actually wanted to take off your clothes. But we don't have to do this, if you don't want to. We can just sit down and talk." She shook her head.

"I do want this. But (Y/n), I have never slept-" you stopped her, falsely assuming what she was going to say.

"I don't care, if you've never slept with a woman."

"No, I have never slept with anyone before."  She looked down, ashamed of what she had just said.

"Oh, Brienne. Please look at me. There is nothing wrong with that. I don't care. If you really want to do this now, then we will. But I want you to be sure if you really want it." Brienne was moved by your sincerity.

"Yes, I want it. I want to sleep with you." You warmly smiled at her and resumed unbuttoning her blouse. You gently pushed it off her shoulders, and it fell down with ease. Switching positions, you pushed her towards the bed. She sat down and slightly, with a hand on her chest, you pushed her into a laying position. You sat on top of her and admired her body.

You could sense that she got uncomfortable under your stare, so you quickly started stroking her breasts with one hand and brushed the hair out of her face with the other hand while mumbling compliment after compliment.

"You are so beautiful, Brienne. Every little part of you is just perfect the way it is." Leaning down to place kisses around her breasts and still stroking the other one with your hand, you complimented her even more.

"Such pretty breasts. Fitting in my hands just perfectly." While saying that, you squeezed one a little harder and mildly pinched her nipple. She let out a suppressed moan at that.

"Let it out. I want to hear every pretty little sound that comes out of you." Not stopping the stroking and pinching of her breasts, your mouth wandered further down. Placing kisses all over her stomach and hips. As your mouth met the hem of her trousers, her breasts had to spare one of your hands as you started pulling down her trousers.

A wave of insecurity washed over Brienne ad she grabbed your hand right before you could expose anything. You immediately stopped and looked at her.

"You don't have to do this. I can understand if you don't want to. I won't be angry." You looked at her, surprised that she still doubted your intentions.

"My love, I want to do this. I want to show you what it feels like to feel good, to be pleasured. Please, trust me. There is nothing I would rather do right now." She slightly nodded at that, loosening her grip around your wrist.

You resumed pulling the trousers down and let them fall to the floor as well. You couldn't keen yourself from looking at her perfect body again.

"My god, Brienne. You look so good. How is this possible? I will never understand how people could believe that you aren't beautiful." You saw her blush at all your compliments, but it was all the truth, and you wanted to absolutely spoil her today.

Slowly you started moving down her body again and spread her legs. Gently, you kissed her thighs everywhere you could. You felt her shiver under your touch, and to your pleasant surprise, you could practically watch as she got wetter and wetter through your kisses and strokes.

You carefully got closer to her centre and placed light kisses on the outside of her vagina and neared her clit until the kisses were placed right on the clit. You heard her let out a deep groan at that. Grabbing her hand that laid on top her stomach, you gently held her and stroked the back of her hand, all while pleasuring her.

Before you started eating her out completely, you lifted your head and looked at her.

"Please immediately tell if you don't like what I do, okay?" She nodded and you got to work.

At first slower and after time with increasing speed you licked and sucked at her clit. In-between teasing her entrance and tasting her juices on your tongue.

"Oh, (Y/n). Please don't stop, I like that very much." You smirked at that, proud of the work you were doing. Every little sound that escaped her mouth felt like a little present addressed directly to you.

With increasing speed, you felt that Brienne was close. Her legs started to twitch, she held your hand even tighter and her groans and moans got louder.

So, to bring her over the edge, you took the free hand and squeezed her breast again, while also pinching and twisting the nipple. She let out a deep, guttural groan that nearly made you moan too.

A few licks and pinches later, she came. Your name and a loud moan on her lips. You moved up and gently kissed her, your hand still on her breast.

Surprised by the loud sounds that escaped her, she blushed again and hid her face in the crook of your neck. She was just adorable.

"Did you like it? It most definitely sounded like it." She shyly nodded her head, and you just could help yourself, you had to laugh.

"I really don't know what I did to deserve you, Brienne. I'll never leave you." At that, Brienne pulled back and smiled at you, thankful to have you. After another kiss, she looked at you questioning.

"Do you want me to-" her eyes roamed all over your body, and you understood she wanted to know if she should pleasure you too.

"Oh no, today is all about you. And believe me, I am not finished with you yet." Brienne's eyes widened at that, and you let out a small laugh before going down on her again.

Thank you!! I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT, its perfect😍

So aside from happily waiting for Supernova part 4, I would like to request Larissa× teacher!reader where reader just seems to know a lot of stuff about Larissa, like her fav flowers, the way she drinks her coffee, etc. And she uses this info to to stuff for her and make her happy. And Larissa is just like what?! How do you know that. So Rs like, cause I listen and confesses they're love and Rissa ist just completely startled cause no one ever made an effort to listen so carefully?

Her Favorite Things One Shot

Larissa x teacher! reader

pure fluff

authors note: I hope I did this justice! I loved writing this concept because it is the exact thing I do lol

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It started small. You memorized her order from the weathervane. It's not that you tried to do it but when you heard it for the first time you giggled. Despite how she would present herself, Larissa Weems had a MAJOR sweet tooth. You were sitting at a table drinking your own coffee and reading your book when she came in and as always all you could focus on was her. Her presence filled every room she entered with warmth and joy. In the few months, you'd been teaching at Nevermore you learned how to hide how you gravitated toward the stunning woman however you still found yourself entranced by her. Without even meaning to you tuned out all the bustle of the shop, your eyes now gazing blankly at the book as she stood just beyond your shoulder to order. “Hello my dear,  could I get a vanilla latte, iced, with double vanilla, whipped cream, and double caramel drizzle?” she said softly. You couldn't help letting out a slight giggle at the ridiculously sweet order however you quickly buried yourself back in your book in hopes she hadn't heard. Unfortunately for you, or maybe fortunately considering her attention was now on you, she had heard and she moved to sit across from you at your booth. 

 Your breath caught in your throat as her long leg brushed against your ankle underneath the table of your booth. “Do you find my order amusing darling?” she said with a raised eyebrow, the corner of her mouth lifting into a playful smirk. “No no! You exclaimed, “ it's just… rather sweet. I thought you would be more of a black coffee person.” you said quickly as you attempted to hide your blush behind your book. “Oh Goddess no!” She stated “I honestly can't stand the taste of coffee, but with this job, I don't think I'd last without a pick me up, both in caffeine and sugar. Though I find one of them much more enjoyable than the other” she laughed. You let out a quick laugh at that, quickly cringing at how obnoxiously loud it was. Very rarely did you actually laugh in public because of how hideous your laugh sounded. Embarrassed, you pulled your book back up over your face, burying yourself in your reading to avoid staring at the beauty that sat in front of you, close enough to touch. 

That was when you learned your next fact about Larissa Weems. You found your breath once again stuck in your throat as her warm hand brushed against yours, taking the book out of your hand. “So you're the reason my favorite book has been missing from the library?” she says as she flipped the cover open, checking for the nevermore library stamp while carefully holding your place in the book. You blushed at that, your eyes watching her hands on the book, perfectly manicured gently flipping through the pages, occasionally stopping and running her finger over certain lines. “I apologize, headmistress, Pride and Prejudice is a favorite of mine as well, however, my copy was misplaced when I moved here,” you said, shifting your eyes from those red nails to her equally red lips. As her lips pulled up into a gentle smile you blushed and shifted to look down at your coffee. “Don't worry my dear, it is a library book so I, unfortunately, can't lay a permanent claim to it. Heaven knows the librarian is sick of me checking it out at this point but I just never have time to stop and get my own copy” she said with a sigh.

At that moment the barista called her name. “Here you go my dear, take care of it for me,” she said with a wink as she handed the book back to you, still careful to hold your place, before standing. Your ankle felt suddenly cold without her leg pressed against it. You couldn't help but watch her as she smoothed down her dress before going up to grab her drink. You watched as she took her first sip of the drink, a shiver running over your spine as she licked a bit of whipped cream off of her lip. As she walked out your gaze followed, trailing over her long elegant legs to her skirt, hugging her curves beautifully, all the way up to her blond silver hair, perfectly curled and styled as always. Right as she reached the door she stopped, turning slightly and meeting your eyes with a smile as she let out a small wave before walking out. 

From that day on every time you knew Larissa had an early morning meeting you stopped at the weathervane and you would order two drinks. One vanilla cold brew with no creamer and one iced vanilla latte, double vanilla with whipped cream, and double caramel. You would leave it on her desk for her to find when she got in before heading off to prep for your classes. After about a month of this one of the baristas passed you a baked good with your two drinks. “I'm sorry I didn't order this?” you said with confusion. “I assumed you were ordering for Principle Weems,” the young girl said with a smile, “ cherry turnovers are her favorite,” she said as she winked and pushed the baked good towards you. You blushed at that and murmured your thanks before taking your order and walking out, jotting the information down for future use. 

A week later you were walking through downtown Jericho when you spotted a copy of pride and prejudice in the window of a bookstore. The cover was a soft cream with blue text and gold-gilded pages. Almost without thinking you found yourself walking into the bookshop and grabbing it. It was so perfect Larissa, almost. On your way to the register, you saw the last thing you needed to make it perfect, an ornate crimson and gold bookmark. You smiled with glee as you grabbed one. All of Larissas colors together in the gift made you giddy as you thought of her reaction. However, as you walked back towards nevermore with your gift in hand you started to second guess if it was too much. When you got home you placed the book into your bedside drawer debating whether it was inappropriate to give the gift to your boss. It wasn't until a week later when you could tell she was extremely stressed about an upcoming meeting that you decided. After all, everyone deserves a pick-me-up once in a while. 

The morning of the meeting you found yourself in her office once more, coffee in hand with the book and pastry in your bag. As you set the gifts on your desk you couldn't help but pause to take in the room. Her office was almost perfect, bookshelves dusted, papers stacked neatly, however, the ever-present flowers she normally had were wilted and sad. You approached the small side table as you took in their appearance, so out of place in the orderly office. As you leaned down to smell them a smile made its way onto your face. The red and white lilies held a hint of Larrissas normal scent, clearly a present note in her perfume. She was no doubt too busy to replace the flowers which is how it became a regular task of yours. Once a week when you picked up your drinks you would stop by the florist on the corner and get a bouquet of red and white calla lilies to replace the ones in her office. 

You found yourself in a habit now. Regularly picking up the early morning coffees and pastries. The florists came to expect you on Mondays and had the flowers ready. On days when you knew she was particularly stressed you would lay an extra lily across her desk in hopes of bringing a smile to her face, even if you couldn't see it. The routine brought you comfort and joy. You knew that Larissa would never have feelings for you but you hoped these small things would be a light in her busy and hectic life. 

It was the middle of the spring semester when you had a stumble in your routine. Your alarm had gone off late causing you to have to rush through the tasks. Flowers and coffee in hand you pushed open her office door, slightly out of breath only to see the woman already sitting at her desk with a slight frown. You froze as she looked up at the sound of your entry, her eyes scanning you up and down, taking in the gifts you held. She slowly stood and made her way over to you, confusion evident on her face. “My dear, it was you?” she said softly, reaching out to take the items from your arms. “I'm so sorry Headmistress,” you said with a blush, looking down to avoid her piercing gaze as your now empty hands twisted together. “Come. sit,” she said with a slightly sterner voice, placing her hand on your shoulder and guiding you to one of the seats in front of her desk. 

Gingerly you sat down, shivering at the loss of her hand on your shoulder. You looked up to see Larissa perched on the edge of her desk in front of you and you let out a sharp inhale as your eyes traced her pale thigh, now exposed from the way her skirt rode up as she sat. With your cheeks flaming you looked down again, staring at your own feet. At the sound of her voice, however, you looked up again, meeting her piercing blue eyes swirling with emotion. “ Why have you been leaving me gifts?” she asked softly, confusion evident on her face. “ I just… I wanted to bring you joy” you muttered, eyes flitting about the office, looking everywhere but at the object of your affection. “How did you even know what to get me?” she said, even softer. “ I just paid attention” you stated, finally meeting her eyes. At this she tilted her head, a soft smile forming on her face. “No one has ever cared enough to do something like that” she almost whispered. “Then they are foolish,” you stated your voice firm and filled with emotion. “You deserve all the joys in the world Larissa. You deserve to be woken up with your favorite coffee. Flowers whenever you could want them. Your favorite meal brought for lunch every day. You deserve all the love in the world!” you exclaim with passion. 

As soon as the word left your mouth you found yourself pailing, realizing what you had just said to the woman. Your boss. You stood abruptly, quickly stepping away from her. “I'm so sorry headmistress, I overstepped” you stutter with a blush. Quickly you turn away and dart towards the door however as your hand brushes the knob you feel a hand grasp your wrist. “Wait!” she exclaims. You slowly turn, staring fixedly at the carpet until you feel a finger under your chin, gently lifting your face until you make eye contact with her. “Darling, I always hoped it was you,” she said with a gentle smile as she stepped closer, her eyes slipping down to look at your lips. You gasped as your back hit the door behind you. Your own eyes darted down to her lips, as you found yourself surrounded by her scent, lilies, vanilla, and bergamot flooding your senses. Meeting her eyes once again you feel her hand shift on your face, no longer lifting your chin, her thumb now stroking your cheek as she slowly leaned in. you closed your eyes as your lips finally met, your own hands reaching up to grasp her, one sliding into her hair as the other grips her shoulder. You pull away as you run out of breath and you take in her face, Lipstick smeared but smiling widely at you until you can't help but smile back. She pulls you to her in a warm hug then and you feel her lips against your ear as she speaks. “My dear I will give you all the joy in the world” she whispers before pulling back so your lips could meet again.

Kathryn Janeway x Chakotays younger sister reader

Maybe Janeway has feelings for r but wont express them verbally because of her age like she feels too old for r. Maybe doesn’t even notice that Chakotay and r are siblings so when she hears r ask Chakotay out pulls back from r until confronted and r says she was practicing asking Janeway out on Chakotay because she was so nervous and wanted it to be perfect.

Chakotay being the biggest wingman alive for his little sister and best friend

Misunderstanding

Pairing: Kathryn Janeway x Reader, Chakotay x younger sister!Reader

Word Count: 1880

Warning: None

A/n: I really loved this idea, and it's my first time writing for Kathryn so I hope you like it and I did the idea justice!! I know it's probably not very realistic that they've been on the ship for four years together and nearly no one had a clue that they are brother and sister, but that was the only plausible way to do this. So 🤫 just ignore that. And ai also know that Chakotay and Reader have a very big age difference but my brother and I have that too so it is possible. <3

Honestly since the first time you had seen her, she had made your heart flutter. But, she was your Captain. That was an undeniable problem. And also you were quite sure that she would never want to go out with you. So it took you four, yes four, years to get your ass up and be bold enough to ask her out.

Even though that was just semi-true. Yes you had decided to ask her out but still, you were nervous. Very nervous. So you were walking a hole into the mess hall at three in the morning. You couldn't sleep and if you had a problem, your brother had one too. So to his delight he sat right in front of you, just half awake. Listening to you rambling about your crush on the Captain.

"You know what? You are going to practice on me and first thing tomorrow, you will ask her out. I'm tired of you always crying about her to me. Honestly this has to stop, (Y/n)." You knew he was right, he was most of the time. He stood up and walked to you. Standing right in front of you, you just had to laugh. This was so ridiculous.

"Ok, sorry. Sorry, don't look at me like that. You can't deny it's ridiculous." He agreed and smirked at you.

"Ok, so. Kathryn, I wanted to ask- Oh, no that's horrible. New try, Captain, would you like to-, Oh god I can't call her Captain. I'm asking her out. Kathryn, .... Would you like to go on a date with me?" Chakotay smiled at you and hugged you.

"You see, that wasn't so hard. No come on, back to bed. You have to work in the morning." You nodded and left.

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She couldn't sleep. Again. And why was that? Because of you. She just couldn't stop thinking about you.

For the past year or so she had started to take a liking to you. Before that she had never been really aware of you. But then she went on an away mission together with you, and unfortunately it went longer than anticipated, because Tuvok couldn't beam you up. So you spent some time together on the planet and talked. She learned that you were really funny and from that day on she couldn't shake her mind off of you. Not even at night.

She would like to go on a date with you very much, but as always she struggled a lot with her position as Captain and the unspoken rule of not dating Crewman as a Captain. But was that rule really necessary 40 thousand light years from home? That's a question that often plagued her mind.

Actually it didn't matter. She just knew that even if she would look over that rule, she wouldn't have a chance with you. She was way too old for you. There was an age difference of about twenty years. No sane 25-year old would agree to a relationship under those circumstances. You were so beautiful, you could easily have every Crewman you wanted. So why her?

These thoughts were keeping her awake nearly every night, because to be quite frank, she was extremely lonely.

She knew sleep wouldn't come soon, so she stood up and made her way to the mess hall to get a coffee and sit down a bit. She didn't think anyone would be there as it was three in the morning and any sane person was asleep or at their station. So when she stepped in and saw your back turned to her, she was a bit startled.

At first, she didn't even see Chakotay, she just heard that you were talking to someone.

"... Would you like to go on a date with me?" Just as she was about to turn around she saw Chakotay approaching you and hug you. Oh god, she shouldn't have come here. This was a stupid idea. She turned on her heel and left.

No, Kathryn. You will not cry. You are a grown woman. You are the Captain for fucks sake.

But just as the door of her quarter closed behind her a few stray tears fell down her cheek.

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Easier said than done asking Kathryn out. You haven't seen her once for the whole day. Which was hard considering you worked on OPS. And the same went for the day after that and the day after that and... Yeah, for a long time.

This wasn't like her at all. She always tried to be close to the crew. Cared for everyone equally and always wanted to seem as close and trusting as a normal Crewman. As far as that was possible being the Captain. Not talking to the Crew for several days straight was very unlike her.

The strange thing was just, that the next week you had a different shift and everyone told you that she was back on the bridge. Everything back to normal.

You had to admit that was suspicious. But the thing that really made it clear to you was, that she always turned around immediately, if she saw you anywhere. No matter where. She saw you, she was gone.

And you had no idea why. You hadn't even asked her out yet.

After two weeks of not even seeing her, you had enough. This was straight up ridiculous. Where you in kindergarten? No, you were grown women. It couldn't be so hard to talk about problems.

So after your shift you went to the Captain's quarters and after hearing a soft voice calling you inside after the door chime, you entered. As she saw you Kathryn jumped up and straightened her shirt.

"Lieutenant (Y/l/n), how can I help you." You rolled your eyes at that. You knew that what you were about to do was highly inappropriate, but formalities wouldn't bring you far in this conversation.

"Oh, please drop the formalities. We both know they are out of place." Her eyes widened at your boldness. In all the years on ship, no one had ever talked to her like that. Not even Chakotay. She was so startled, she was speechless for a second.

You stepped forward and leaned on her table. You looked at her a little amused that you actually made Kathryn Janeway speechless.

"Cat got your tongue?" Kathryn seemed to find her speech again at that. She took a chair, put it in front of you and sat down.

"I hope you know, (Y/n), that your behaviour is highly inappropriate." At least she dropped the Lieutenant.

"Yes, I know that. But probably not any less inappropriate as avoiding your Crewman for two weeks straight." You raised an eyebrow at her and waited for her response.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Kathryn gulped, as she knew exactly what you were talking about.

"Come on, Kathryn. Don't play dumb. I haven't seen or talked to you in over two weeks. Whenever we are in the same room, or you even just lay eyes on me, you flee so fast I can't even say Hello. This is not normal behaviour and I would very much like to know what has caused it."

"I assure you, you are imagining things." You sigh at that. She wanted to play? Ok, you could play. You took a chair and sat down properly directly in front of her. Your knees nearly touched hers.

"I will not leave before you haven't told me the truth. And I promise you, I don't have a problem with making us both miss our shift." Kathryn rolled her eyes at your stubbornness. There was no way out of this.

She looked down at the floor.

"It's stupid." It was so quiet you nearly hadn't heard it. This was very untypical for Kathryn.

"Kathryn, I can assure you, if it causes this sort of reaction from you, it's not stupid. Please tell me, I don't want to do this anymore." She shifted uncomfortably on her chair.

"Well, I... I may have had a crush on you since that away mission last year. But I heard you ask out Chakotay a few weeks ago, and I know you would never want to date me. So I thought if I avoided you I'd hurt less, and I could get over you." You were shocked. That were a few too many information at once. Wait, ask our Chakotay. What?

"I didn't ask out Chakotay, what are you talking about?"

"Yes you did. I heard you in the mess hall. You asked him out, and then he hugged you." You nearly burst out laughing at that. But as Kathryn looked at you angrily you fell silent immediately.

"I most definitely didn't ask Chakotay out, he's my brother!"

"He's what?" Kathryn was completely perplex at that. How did she not know that.

"Yes, he's my big brother, and I was simply practising on him. I had woken him up in the middle of the night because I couldn't sleep. I was thinking about you. And he helped me practice, because I wanted to ask you out on a date the next day. And then you avoided me." Your voice got quieter and quieter to the end, but Kathryn had heard you.

"Pardon?" You looked at her. You knew she had heard you, she just couldn't believe it.

"You have me heard right. I meant every word. Why would you think I wouldn't want to date you?" Kathryn looked down again.

"Well first of all, I'm the Captain. I don't know many people who would like to date their Captain. But mainly, because I'm about twenty years older than you?! Why on earth would you want to date me?" Slowly you understood that Kathryn Janeway was actually insecure. That's the last thing you would have imagined.

You slipped off your chair and kneeled down in front of her. She looked at you.

"Hey, please don't say that. Why would I care about your age? You are fierce, strong, intelligent and so, so beautiful-" at that she slightly shook her head in denial and looked away. You grabber her chin between your fingers and forced her to look at you.

"Look at me please. Yes, you are beautiful, you are so pretty I could lose my mind. Your smile radiates warmth and love. You're elegant, you're sexy. Hell, you're sexy."

"You believe that?"

"Of course. Have you seen yourself?" She had to shyly laugh at that. She hadn't heard something like that in a very long time.

You smiled, your eyes frequently falling to her lips. You looked her in the eyes, questioning look on your face. She understood what you asked and slowly nodded. Her chin still between you fingers, you directed her face closer to yours and gently kissed her. You could feel her grin against your mouth.

"So, no missing your shift needed." She turned on Captain mode to scold you, but you quickly washed that away with you comment.

"Well, I don't know how long this will take." You started gently kissing her neck and took her shirt out of her trousers.

"(Y/n)!" She had to laughed at your face.

"What?" You smiled at her innocently before continuing undressing her.

My Cure

Pairing: Larissa Weems x teacher!Reader

Word Count: 1440

Warning: hurt/comfort, none really

Prompt: "You're in love. There is no cure for that."

A/n: So in the past time I have written a lot of Brienne fanfics, but I also really wanted to try out Larissa. You can also request her if you want!

You had wanted to be alone. That's why you had sat down by the lake. On your own. But Larissa didn't seem to care about that. You had felt her even before she had sat down. With everyone else you would have sent them away, but with her, it was ok. You didn't mind as much.

"I have heard from some colleagues that you aren't feeling so well. You don't have to tell me anything, but I still wanted to check on you." She warmly smiled at you.

You hesitated for a second. You weren't sure if you really wanted to tell someone, mainly because you were scared of the answer. Scared of what could be wrong with you. Not having a diagnosis made it easier to ignore it, but you were sick of hurting. And Larissa warm and genuine smile made you feel so comfortable that you knew you could trust her. So you told her.

"It's- I don't know, I think I might be sick. I often feel very uncomfortable, like my whole body aches. It feels like my heart hurts, sometimes I think I might have a heart attack. But I don't always feel like this. Sometimes everything is fine, and I think it's gone, and then it's there again. No matter what I do, there seems to be no cure." A tear was falling down your cheek and Larissa pulled you into her side for a hug.

"Oh, Darling. I'm so sorry, but could it be that you always feel ok, when around a certain person. And the heartache starts as soon as you're alone again?" You pulled away to look at her.

You thought about that for a second. "Yes, I think you're right." At that Larissa chuckled and gave you a light kiss on the hair.

"Darling, you're in love. There is no cure for that." Your eyes widened at her statement. Could that be? You had never been in love, ever before. That would at least explain your obliviousness.

"I-... Are you sure?"

"Well, I'm not you and I don't exactly know what you feel. But it sounds a lot like it. Yes." You blushed and Larissa just couldn't hold the laugh. You looked too adorable.

"I assume you've never been in love, right?" You looked to the ground and slightly shook your head. You were embarrassed, there was no hiding that. You were 26 years old and had never been in love. You had always felt like something was wrong with you.

Larissa took your chin between her fingers and gently directed your face up, you were forced to look at her.

"There is nothing to be embarrassed about, love." The nickname made your eyes flutter and your cheeks probably grew even redder.

"Everyone evolves in their own timing. And it doesn't matter if you fall in love with 15 or with 26." You slowly nodded your head at that. Honestly this woman was an angel sent from heaven. You slightly opened your arms and looked at her with a questioning face.

"Of course you can have a hug." She laughed at you being so adorable and laid her head on top of yours. She was happy to have helped you, but still she felt a kind of sting in her heart, knowing that you were in love. Most definitely not with her.

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After your conversation with Larissa you laid awake for nearly the whole night. You were in love. With Larissa Weems. There was no mistaking that it had to be her. Knowing this it all made sense. How could you have been so blind and not realize that what you felt was love?

Every time you talked to her or even just saw her, all your problems felt unimportant. You just felt comfortable, warm and calm. Her nicknames for you always made your heart flutter and whenever she was towering over you, you felt like your knees would give in. For the longest time you thought that was respect, that you were even a little scared of her power.

You had never denied that she was a beautiful woman, sexy even. But was that really something appropriate thinking about your boss? Would she ever agree to date you, could she even like you?

You were sure she would reject you. But you had to try your luck. Is this heartache was just cured by her present, then it was worth a shot.

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You gently knocked at Larissa's office door. A soft Come in was heard from inside, so you opened the door and stepped in.

"Oh, (Y/n). How can I help you?" You approached her and sat down in front of the desk. You pulled the flowers from behind your back and held them in front of her.

"I have brought you flowers, I hope you like them." You didn't miss the blush that washed over her face. She gently smiled at you taking the flowers and standing up to put them in a vase.

"I wanted to thank you for our little talk. You were so very kind to me." She turned her head to smile at you.

"No problem, I'm always happy to help. Students as well as staff and colleagues." She filled the vase with water, and you decided this was the perfect moment to ask. If she looked at you, you probably wouldn't get a word out.

"I also wanted to ask you something. Would-... Wouldyougoonadatewithme?" You nearly stumbled over the words, because you wanted them out as fast as possible. Larissa stopped in her tracks and looked at the wall in front of her. Shit, you should have known this was a stupid idea. Who asks their boss out on a date?!

"I'm really happy that I was able to help you, but I don't think it is my task to help you get over whoever you are in love with. I'm very sorry that they aren't interested in you, but this is not the right way to work through heartbreak. I'd rather not be a distraction." While saying that she still looked at the wall in front of her. Not daring to turn around, she didn't want you to see the tears.

"If you could leave now. Thank you." You didn't leave. You stood up and approached her.

"I asked you to leave." Her voice broke away at the end and your heart broke with it. You took the vase out of her hand and placed it down. You closed the water tap and gently grabbed her wrist. You slowly guided her to her desk chair. She sat down, and you placed yourself between her and the desk. She looked at the floor, so you guided her face to look at you. But her eyes still avoided yours.

"Please, look at me." She got goosebumps at the gentleness in your voice. A silent tear fell down her cheek as she looked you in the eye. You softly washed it away and took her hands in yours.

"Larissa, dear, I would never use you as a distraction. Whoever did that to you, was an idiot." Larissa's mind directly wandered to Morticia and how she just wanted Larissa when she fought with Gomez.

"When you told me that I am in love, you assumed that my heartache leaves when I'm with a certain someone. That someone is you. When I'm with you I feel whole, like all is well, like no one can ever hurt me. I've never felt something like that ever before. You said there was no cure for my aching. But you are mistaken. You are my cure. You're my medicine. Larissa, I know this is so wrong because you're my boss, and you probably don't even reciprocate my feelings. But I've fallen in love with you. I am so deeply in love with you. I don't know how to make you believe me." Larissa's eyes closed, maybe out of shame for what she was about to ask. She felt so needy and pathetic.

"Kiss me." That was answer enough for you. So you did. And you hoped that your kiss was sincere enough for her to understand.

"I hope that was good enough. It was my first." Larissa's eyes opened in shock.

"I- You used your first kiss on me." You smiled at her and kissed her again.

"Of course, have you listened to one word I just said. I will hopefully spend all the kisses I have on you." Larissa grabbed your waist and pulled you between her legs into a deep hug. She embraced you completely.

"Thank you."