#Lady Leonora Lesso x reader

[v3nusxsky]

Hi

could u pls to a smut oneshot with lady lesso with prompts 29 and 52 it’s the readers first time with her. Possibly adding in overstim and aftercare.

Princess 18+

*Authors note~ Lesso smut has returned god I’ve missed writing! I love being back into my happy space and writing fics for all our favourite ladies*

Trigger warnings~ overstimulation kink multiple orgasms, orgasm denial, dom!lesso, daddy kink, bondage, mirror sex, sex toys (vibrator and enhanced strap on), dirty talk/sexting/nudes teasing, fingering!, oral, fem!good!reader, power dynamics (good vs evil), somnophillia (consented before)

Prompt~ see ask^^^^

52~ "Look at your reflection. Look at how gorgeous you are. So gorgeous when I'm fucking you like this. So pretty for me, and only me.

29~ "Want my fingers in you?"

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You’ve always been a firm believer that the line between good and evil is never as clear cut as people perceive it to be. For you, it’s more a spectrum that people move up and down on, not something to define someone’s character. After all the phrase “what’s another man’s trash is another man’s treasure” has to mean something. Right. Perhaps that’s why you, of all the princess professors to enter the walls of the school for good and evil, caught Leonora’s eye. Fate. Destiny. Or just pure luck would have it that you’d soon become her princess. The one she would try to be better for, to move up the spectrum of good and evil. But even you should know that the red head wouldn’t be able to be purely good all the time. No. She limited that side, the almost cruel sadistic side of her, to the bedroom only. Was she evil for this? You were about to find out.

The special chime of Leonora’s phone sounded around her office. You. Only you had that chime. But why would you be texting her knowing how she had a meeting with all the staff to attend now. “I’m sorry daddy, I just get so turned on thinking about the last time” was what it read with a video underneath. At first pixelated but it soon became clear. Here you were wearing nothing but wine red rope, tied in intricate patterns while holding your favourite vibratior to your clit. Your phone in front of the mirror allowing lesso to not only hear but see every reaction to your self care. Teasingly running your fingers down your body to spread your folds apart, your arousal just leaking out of your puffy lips. Clearly this wasn’t the first self induced orgasm of the day.

Instinctively the red head chewed on her ruby lip as she replayed the video. God you were something. However did she get so lucky? But something lying dormant in the woman screamed to be let out, to put an end to this foolish attempt to prove dominance over her. Simply, this beast wouldn’t take this lying down at all. Fingers as quick as lighting typed her response before shoving the small black device in her pocket of her waistcoat and left for her meeting, “be naked when I get back home dove.”

Two whole hours. She had to wait two whole hours before leaving the school. And in those two hours you’d gifted yourself three more self inflicted orgasms before passing out in your bed naked. That’s exactly how she found you when she returned. Blissfully unaware of what you’d caused.

Your right leg position at a right angle as your left leg lay flat against the covers, your arousal still thick in the air as you unknowingly left your core on show to her preying eyes. Really, it’s not her fault. At least that’s how she reasons with herself. You’d spoke about her waking you up this way, something you wanted to try, and what better excuse than today. Falling asleep like this was asking for it after all. Practically begging her to take advantage of you. Her poor innocent princess.

It took less than a minute for Leonora to position herself between your legs. Now eye level with your pussy she couldn’t help but dive in. Her precious little dove all ready for her to take. Eating you out from behind like a starved animal. No matter how many women she’d had in her bed, no one could ever compare to the taste of you. The scent of you. Just you. Hers. The way your body responds to the ghost like touch of her hands trailing your body as she lapped away at your glistening folds. The sleepy little moans that only she could hear. Hers. And to think you had yet to wake up, to find her home where she always wanted to be.

“M Nora?” You mumbled disoriented and dazed by the delightful feeling of someone’s mouth working at your sensitive bundle of nerves. The only response you were given was the fee of her teeth grazing your clit in a silent reminder. “Daddy!” You almost squeaked in shock and pleasure to but cut short with your displeased whine at the sensations she provided stopping dead. “Oh no was my poor princess getting close hmm? Did you like daddy waking you up little slut?”

Oh did you ever. With how your chest rose and fell and the pretty blush on your cheeks spreading to your breasts being all clear indications of how much you liked it. That’s ignoring the copious amounts of slick now covering your folds and her chin and lips. “Daddy why’d you stop” flew from your pouty lips before you had a chance to think about it. “Because my princess is a grade A whore who can’t help but touch what is clearly mine. You. Are. Mine. And you must be punished dove.”

At least you’d had the decency to cover your sleepy features with an attempt to look ashamed of your actions. But deep down you both knew that this was exactly what you wanted to happen. You wanted to rile her up, push her buttons and get well and truly fucked. Strutting around the room the dean of evil tied you to the bed frame in record time. Now lying flat on your back arms and legs spread. Cunt on full display as her eyes raked over your beautiful body.

“Want my fingers in you? Hmm do you want daddy to fill that slutty little hole for you?” She teased knowing that it wasn’t everything you wanted. See Leonora knows her princess. You need more than her fingers to feel like worlds exploding. But she also knows that her fingers can get you most the way there. Many nights had passed with her testing how far her fingers alone would push you into pleasure. “Fingers or nothing princess” was all it took for you to begin to plead for her to touch you. Anything really, “please daddy. Please just touch me. It never feels good unless you do it please.”

She couldn’t help but be mesmerised with how well you took her. Your greedy little pussy sucking my fingers into your weeping little hole. She’d chuckle when a harsh curl of her slender digits against your G spot had you gasping for breath. “More. More please god more Nora” you whimpered as your hips continued to buck up into her skilled hand to once again be denied. “Poor dove. My poor useless little princess. You need daddy huh? Want to be daddy’s play thing? My precious doll? Let daddy use your slutty body and take what you’re given.”

Time really is a concept when your girlfriend is Leonora Lesso. Your whole body bound and marked up at her will. Orgasms ruined by her demand until tears streamed down your checks as you babbled out incoherent please and whimpers. Lesso would be lying if she said you didn’t turn her on to the max. You were just so pretty. Her pretty princess. Even crying so prettily just for her. God it turned her on. A beautiful princess all for her to use.

“Shhh okay princess, daddy will give you what you want now. So pretty dove. Daddy has just what you crave sweetheart” lesso murmured while she shredded the last few remaining articles of clothing. When had the rest gone? You weren’t sure, too lost in chasing the orgasm she wouldn’t allow you to have. Wide eyes taking in the new appendage between your lovers legs, “d-daddy?” You stuttered confused. How ? More so, you wanted it. In your mouth, in your hand and more importantly burried inside your cunt as she crawled up to ensure her crotch was level with your mouth. “Oh princess you like what daddy has for you hmm? Come be a good little cock slut and make it nice and wet for daddy. Repay me for turning me on for hours while I was working. Come earn your pleasure darling.”

Despite the fact that lesso was now adorning a life like dick, she was moaning and grunting like she could feel the way you’d hallowed your cheeks to take her further. The head of the cock touching the back of your throat as you gaged around the shaft. Slender hand gripping a make shift pony tail in your hair as she guided your head along the length just long enough to edge herself. Not only does she love to edge her dove, but receiving edging was also something she adored. “Out! Now. I want to be inside of you now. She demanded quickly manoeuvring herself to be between your thighs once more.

You felt every inch slip inside your snug walls. Every ridge hugged by every pulse of your pussy. “Take it princess. Take it for daddy” she grunted as the last inch sunk into your tight warmth. “Such a slut, just made for me. Sophie tight I can hardly move with how you’re gripping me. Fuck.” She grunted as she slowly pulled out of you to slam back inside. Mesmerising herself with how your walls sucked her back in. How well you fit together. As one. Hers.

As if it couldn’t get any better, vibrations began to fill the room with a constant buzz. Inhuman sounds began to work their way from your body as you bucked like a wild horse into her thrusts. "Look at your reflection princess . Look at how gorgeous you are. So gorgeous when I'm fucking you like this. So pretty for me, and only me. Mine” she growled forcing you to turn your head towards the fall length mirror. Watching as you joined as one. “Daddy need to please god please need it” you jumbled up your desperate pleas as she finally gave you the permission to cum for her. The orgasm being everything you needed and wanted. Blissed out by the pleasure she was bestowing on you. Only, she didn’t stop. No. She continued to fuck into you until finally she was satisfied. “Good fucking girl princess” she whispered before slipping out of your now gapping quivering hole, “such a good girl for daddy. My best princess.” She used her magic to free you and clean you up before whispering praises and holding you close for the remainder of the night. Her girl. Her princess. Her love. Her dove.

Word count ~ 1879

[bunniebubbleswrites]

Just a Cold

Lady Lesso x Sick! Teacher! F!Reader A/N: School has been keeping me very busy and I've wanted to finsih this fic for some time now but my finals are in like 4ish weeks so we shall see if I post anything before that! Warnings: mentions of vomiting, fainting and just being sick in general Words: 1147

You woke up in a cold sweat, your throat sore and the ache in your stomach growing. Laying in your bed looking up at the canopy above it. You had classes to teach and papers to grade, you couldn’t afford to be sick. Glancing out the window the moon was still high in the sky, thinking you could sleep it off. You turned onto your side to face the door. 

You shut your eyes and you didn’t get much sleep before you were running towards the bathroom and throwing up in the toilet. You turned the sink on and rinsed out your mouth. When you looked into the mirror you saw what you looked like. You were paler than usual and the bags under your eyes had grown. 

Walking out of the bathroom, you walked back over towards your bed holding your stomach. You threw yourself onto it and managed to fall asleep. 

You woke again when the sun was just barely coming up. You rolled out of bed not feeling any different than the night before. You sat up and immediately the room started to spin and you suddenly became all too aware of how sick you felt. You stumbled out of bed unsure of how you were going to make it through the day. 

You made your way to the bathroom, the room still slightly spinning. When you reached the bathroom, you leaned on the sink and tried to steady your breathing. You turned the sink on with shaky hands and splashed your face with cold water. You took a deep breath and looked at yourself in the mirror. 

You're okay (Y/N). You’ll be fine.

You pushed off the sink and went to get ready for the day. While walking over to your wardrobe you stumbled and barely managed to catch yourself on one of the bedposts. You did manage to get dressed albeit with some difficulty.

You only taught classes in the afternoon, so you had plenty of time to make your way to your classroom and try to get some work done. You sat on your bed for a minute before gathering yourself. 

You felt somewhat better, or that’s what you kept telling yourself. You walked past a few groups of students on your way to your classroom. It seemed like no one noticed anything, so you were relieved. You had a few hours to yourself before lunch which made you relax a little bit. 

You reached your classroom and when you closed the door behind you and leaned against the door reaching your hand up to your forehead feeling the sweat that had accumulated on the short walk to your classroom. 

You took a few deep breaths and pushed off the door walking over to your desk at the front of the room. You looked up at the clock you kept above the door, 6:54. You had plenty of time to grade some papers and plan a lesson for your classes that afternoon. 

You sat at your desk going through the papers sighing at some of the answers that were given. You turned over the last paper and put it in the pile of papers you would pass back at the beginning of class. You put your hands up to your face feeling a headache coming on. 

You pushed yourself back letting the wooden chair roll back with you. You stretched your arms up and looked up at the clock. 7:45 breakfast would be in about 15 minutes. You stood from the chair and felt the room spin. You gripped the edge of your desk, trying to steady yourself. 

Once the room had stopped spinning, you started for the door of your classroom but the world around you started to grow hazy and you had barely reached the center of the room before everything went black. 

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The teachers were slowly filling into the dinning hall with the students. Lesso sat down next to Clarissa, her eyes looking over the crowd trying to spot you, but you never came into the dining hall.

The Evil Dean had started to grow fond of you since the schools combined. Maybe she just overslept. Lesso furrowed her eyebrows, you never overslept. You always stick to your schedule.  

Everytime someone entered the dining hall, Lesso’s eye’s shot up, but it was never you. She started to grow impatient with how long breakfast was taking. She stood from the table abruptly, startling Clarissa and the other teachers around her. 

Lesso left the dining hall and made her way to your sleeping quarters. 

She knocked on the door and waited for a few moments before she walked in. She checked your room but you were nowhere to be seen. The only place you could be was in your classroom. 

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Lesso stood at your classroom door, she was nervous and she didn’t know why. She knocked on the wooden door, but no answer came. Lesso opened the door, her eyes immediately falling on your unconscious body. 

She rushed over to your side taking you into her arms. She was frantic, she ran her fingers through your hair moving it off your face in a panic. 

She brushed your cheek and automatically pulled her hand away, you were burning up. You were sick and you still tried to come do your job. You stirred and when you opened your eyes you were met with the Evil Deans worried eyes. 

“You’re sick. Care to tell me why you even bothered to get out of bed?” Lesso gently sat you letting you lean against her. 

“No, No I’m not sick. It’s just a cold.” You said, your voice coming out tired. 

“No, it’s not ‘just a cold’,” Lesso mocked you, concern lacing her voice. “ You are burning up and I found you unconscious on your classroom floor. You need rest.” She put her hand up to your cheek finally realizing how hot you were.

“Come on Princess,” Lesso put one of her arms under your legs and the other on your lower back lifting you up. “I’m taking you back to your room. I’ll talk to Clarissa about finding someone to cover our classes.” 

“Our classes?” You questioned the woman now carrying you to your room as you rested your head on her shoulder. 

“I’m going to take care of you until you get better.” Lesso said, as she glanced down the hall. She wanted to save you the embarrassment of being seen by students. 

“Thank you, -” You glance up at her, you only knew her as Lesso. 

“Leonora. My name is Leonora.” You barely hear her whisper it out. 

“Thank you Nora,” You said, letting your eyes close.

Lesso smiled at the nickname you had just given her. She was fond of someone once, what could be the harm of being fond of someone who was good.

[annie-creates]

Beautiful I know

Pairing: Lady Lesso x reader

Genre: angst to fluff

Words: 1100

Note: Another spring fic is here, I hope you enjoy this one. We have had a tough couple of weeks but I hope we can get back on track.

The air got fresher, early flowers started blooming and the days were sunnier and warmer. Everything around you implied the spring was here. Even the ever students got overly excited for the longer and warmer days, and nevers were willing to spend more time outside than absolutely necessary. It made teaching both of them the slightest bit more pleasant.

What didn’t make your classes easier however was the upcoming Spring ball. A tradition your school kept from before the merging, now both faculties equally accepted and invited. The buzz of your students chippering about the dress and shoes they’re going to wear and the date they’re going to invite was louder than the bees in the gardens.

You couldn’t blame them, you’d too get excited for the opportunity to dress up and dance. But your girlfriend wasn’t a big fan of such festivities, preferring the dark and coldness of her chambers and loneliness of her own company. You knew bothering her with it would not bring much more success, yet you were hopeful for her to change her mind about not going.

“Hey babe?” You question once you enter the office you so often shared.

“Yea?” Leonora reacts, not raising her head from the papers she’s currently grading.

“I know you said you aren’t really a ball type of person, but Dovey got the fancy chocolate fountain out…” You try to bribe her.

“I thought I already told you clear enough I’m not going.” She turns to you with a heavy sign, her arms folded over her chest and brows scrunched.

“Well… yes… but I thought you’d like to come with me…” You specify as if your presence should be her reward.

“I wouldn’t go with you even if you were the queen of Sheba.” She levels you annoyed.

“Oh… I’m sorry.” That stung a lot, pinching your heart in a twist. “I thought you would have done it for me.”

Lesso watched your hunched form leave her office, happy to finally have a bit of peace. Yet even after she did all her work, she couldn’t stop thinking about what you said. Did she not do enough for you? Why were you so needy all the time? It’s not her job to entertain you every hour of each day. If she doesn’t want to go to some stupid dance, she won’t go.

But the pointed look Dovey was giving her all throughout dinner seemed to say otherwise. You didn’t join them tonight, leaving many of the teachers wondering why the bubbly and talkative you didn’t show up. Even when she never wanted to admit it, it made her feel the slightest bit worse. Maybe she was really unnecessarily tough with you.

“Do you mind telling what your fuckin problem is?” Dovey cornered her right after dinner.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Lesso retorted, dissatisfied with her tone.

“Oh please! Every time something’s bothering Y/n, it’s got to do with you.” Clarissa accused her.

“Oh god, why is she so needy?! I just don’t want to go to your stupid dance. Can’t she grow up and let it go?” Leonora argued.

“When was the last time you took her to any dance?” Dovey opposed.

“I… what?” In the heat of the argument Lesso got derailed.

“Actually, when was the last time you took her anywhere?” Clarissa stands her ground, waiting patiently for her answer.

“I… I did… I mean, we went to that place… like a couple months ago..?” Leonora backs down, confused herself.

“Lesso, you need to stop expecting her to invest all into the relationship where you put in nothing. Would it hurt you to give her some of your time every now and then?” Dovey lectures her.

“But I… why does it have to be that stupid dance?! Can’t we just go catch some frogs or something?” Lesso objects.

“Do you think she likes hanging by the stinky pond? Or that she enjoys tormenting the evening fireflies?” Clarissa raises an eyebrow.

“Uh, yes?” Leonora states matter of factly. “Why else would she do it?”

“No, she doesn’t!” sometimes Dovey contemplated if your girlfriend even knew anything about you. “She does it because you like it. She does whatever you enjoy to spend time with you. I’d say it’s only polite to do the same for her.”

Giving Leonora enough to think about Dovey leaves her to her own thoughts. Maybe she really wasn’t good enough girlfriend, spending the time she had left with you after the work hours doing only what she wanted and never asking what you would enjoy. She despised school dances, hated all the balls and fancy parties, but maybe she could bite herself and go just for you.

During the next week you don’t bring the ball up again, and it seems you finally came to terms with the fact you’ll be attending alone. But your excited chatter is shorter and less happy than usually, you don’t mention all the preparations to anyone anymore and you spend most of your free time alone in your room. That’s why you’re so confused when at the afternoon of the ball, a flower corsage finds itself on your bed.

You didn’t know who sent it, the only person you’d accept one from was adamant about not going to the ball. But it somehow complemented all the colors of your flowery dress, so you decided to try it on, just to see how you’d look. Just as you’re about to take it off and leave, a knock is heard from your door, which confuses you even more. As you open it, you find your girlfriend in a fitting white suit with her hair pulled back.

„Wow, you look…“ You whisper in awe.

„Beautiful, I know. Can we go now?“ Lesso cuts you off in faked annoyance.

“But… I though you aren’t going..?” You question her confused.

“Well I changed my mind.” She almost bites but then continues much more nicely. “I realized you deserve to be taken out to where you want.”

“You don’t have to go if you don’t want to…” You didn’t want to pressure her into doing things she didn’t want to.

“No, I want to go! We weren’t doing much of that lately.” She admits offering you her arm.

You link your arms together passing to the ball room. Your arrival turns heads but neither of you really cares. As you’re beaming with a smile, she realizes she loves the neediness and wonderment you have for her. She wouldn’t want to live in a world where you didn’t need her.

[spookie-bitch]

Perfect To Me

Pairings: Lady Lesso x Fem!Reader Contains: Comfort, fluff TW: Age gap (legal ofc), perfectionism AN: Requests are open <3

You would've never considered yourself a perfectionist, or even an overachiever. You knew that nothing was perfect and that people made mistakes. Despite this, your subconscious seems to exclude you from said people, and your school work from said nothing.

Staring at the bird pecking in rankings, you’d usually be surprised that you went down a rank. However, today was different. You absolutely flunked the challenge in Professor Castor's class. You were so tired you couldn’t bring yourself to do anything but stare in despair.

Your name next to the 2 felt like a punch to the gut. The first to lose. The longer you stared at the rank, the more it sunk in, and the worse you started to feel. Anxiety started to wrack its way through your mind.

“Did everyone know?” “They probably thought I was pathetic.”

You ran your fingers through your messy hair, your hands shaking. The sleepless nights spent studying are shown in your disheveled appearance. You might have normally cared, but right now, you had bigger problems.

As you walk to your dorm room, every hushed voice and whisper felt personal. They were talking about you. They thought you were a failure. You felt like a failure.

Closing the wooden door behind yourself, you feel tears of shame and irritation build in your eyes. You refused to let them fall—crying wouldn't fix it.You leaned your back against the door, sliding down until you were sitting on the cold floor. The room was silent, but your mind was anything but. A million thoughts raced through your head, each one louder than the last.

You buried your face in your hands, trying to steady your breathing. You couldn’t let this break you. You had to get up, keep going, prove that you weren’t a failure.

Pushing yourself up and off the floor, you grab one of the textbooks on your bedside dresser. As you plop down on the bed, you open the textbook to the page marked by your notes. You spend the whole night going over them. Hours tick by and the pages start to blur together into a heap of meaningless words. Despite your best efforts, you can't seem to retain a single thing you've read.

Your eyes grow heavy and begin to burn as the first rays of morning light shine through the window. You hear the soft hum of activity outside your dorm room as the campus starts to wake up. You shut your eyes tightly, rubbing your forehead in a worthless attempt to soothe your oncoming headache.

You get up with a groan, putting your books back into your bag. You change into a fresh pair of clothes, not bothering to brush your hair or really do anything else. You were so drained that you didn't care how disheveled you looked.

“At least now I look how I feel,” you thought to yourself, glancing into the mirror.

A few minutes later, you make your way to your first class of the day, your mood only worsening by the looks cast in your direction. The day only got worse from there, if that was even possible at this point. By your fourth class, you were ready to quit.

“Let them turn me into a tea kettle,” you thought, “at least nobody would expect anything of me.”

You found the corner of the dimly lit hallway, your shoes clicking on the stone of the floor. You did not want to deal with Lesso today. You always felt weird around her and you didn't like it.

Sitting in your seat near the front of the class, you were almost sure she would comment on your appearance. She was blunt, and spoke her mind, but to your surprise, she said nothing. She merely glanced at you, something you couldn't recognize flickering behind her emotionless eyes.

“Probably disgust,” you thought to yourself, your eyes lingering on her for a moment longer.

Five minutes into the lesson you zoned out so hard you could no longer hear the clicking of Lesso’s cane as she paced around the front of the room. What you did hear, was the loud thwack of the cane hitting your desk, pulling you out of your daze.

“Pay attention, Miss y/n,” scolded Lesso, the only noticeable emotion detectable in her voice being mild annoyance. And then she went on with the lesson. You’d expected her to send you to the doom room or something, but you were let off with a gentle scolding.

You zoned out again, wondering why you hadn't gotten in more trouble. Lesso wasn't exactly known to be nice, or even lenient. You were more than sure she saw that you still weren't paying any attention, but she didn't acknowledge it.

You didn't hear when the wolves howled, signaling the start of your trek to your next class, too busy in your own head.

A quiet voice broke through the fog. “Shouldn’t you be heading to your next class?” You looked up, blinking as Professor Lesso stood before you, her gaze sharp yet strangely soft.

“Oh, I’m- I'm sorry professor, I-”

“Are you okay?” She cut your stuttered out sentence off with three words you never thought you'd hear from her lips. You could hear something alien in her voice—concern. It was faint, but it was there. You started to feel weird, her presence starting to fully register.

You swallowed, feeling the weight of the question press down on you. Your chest tightened.

“I'm- I'm fine,” You finally said, your voice barely a whisper. It didn't sound believable, not even to your own ears.

“You don’t look fine.” Her tone wasn't harsh, but it was firm. You could tell by the way she said it that she wasn't looking at you, but rather in you. It made your face flush, suddenly feeling extremely vulnerable.

“I just…” you started, your voice wavering as you tried to find the right words. “I’m tired. I messed up. She knelt slightly, bringing herself closer to your level, her posture uncharacteristically open.

“You push yourself so hard, y/n. Too hard,” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. The way she spoke your name made your breath hitch. There was an unexpected protective edge in her tone that made your heart skip a beat.

She reached out, her fingers brushing lightly against your cheek. You found yourself wanting to lean into the touch, but you resisted the urge. Lesso’s thumb grazed your skin, and you could feel your pulse quicken. She was so close, closer than she’d ever been, and you could feel the tension between you, thick and electric.

Her touch was gentle, almost hesitant, as though she was unsure if you’d let her in. The contact was soft, but charged with something unspoken.

“You don't have to be perfect,” she murmured, her thumb tracing gentle patterns along your cheek. You found yourself learning closer, pulled in by the intoxicating blend of strength and gentleness that made you feel both safe and unsteady all at once.

Her breath fanned softly against your skin, your heart pounding.

“Lesso…” you whispered. You weren't exactly sure what you were asking for, but the way she looked at you—like you were something precious and fragile—made you want it more. She didn't respond with words. Instead, she closed the distance between you, her lips meeting yours in a gentle kiss.

You melted into her, your hands finding their way to her collar, pulling her closer. With her hand still on your cheek, she cups your jaw and tilts your head back ever so slightly, deepening the kiss. Her touch was gentle and soothing, so much so it brought tears to your eyes.

As Lesso's lips left yours, the warmth of the kiss still lingering on your lips, you felt a tear trickle down your face. Then another, and another. Lesso gently wiped the tears with her thumb, her face softening. With her other hand, she gently grabs your wrist and tenderly tugs you out of your seat, standing up straight.

She wrapped her arms around you, pulling you into her chest.

“It’s okay,” she whispered into your hair, her voice gentle and reassuring. You let your tears fall, silently sobbing into her chest. After what felt like forever, but you were sure it was no longer than five minutes You sniffled, trying to regain some semblance of composure.

“You’re perfect to me,” Lesso whispered, her thumb grazing your cheek again. Her arms tightened around you, as if trying to shield you from everything. “You're enough, sweet girl.”

[farahtissaiamyloves]

Hi. Could you please write Lady Lesso x (student)reader(She's 18)?

It's Lesso's birthday, but she doesn't really like it and she's in a bad mood. Reader somehow finds out that today is Lesso's birthday and decides to surprise her, because she has a crush on her. She prepared a gift and a firecracker with confetti and glitter, taking it all with her to class, so she can surprise her right after class. But the firecracker goes off too early and showers Lesso with confetti and glitter, she gets angry, thinking it's some sort of prank. Of course, Lesso decides to send reader to the doom room, and reader somehow have to explain to her that it wasn't a prank and all.

Surprise gone wrong?

Lady Lesso x reader

I'm sorry for not updating for a long time. I finally found time to write again so here we go. This amazing request was waiting for me for a long time, and I finally seized the opportunity and wrote it. Sorry, for the long wait. Hope you are all doing great!

Ps: it's my name day!!!!

You were at your final year at the school for evil.

You never meant to overhear the Dean of Good talking with one of her colleagues.

Students were forbidden to be walking around the lake at such a late hour, yet here you were studying and mostly admiring all the different stars and magnificent constellations.

You hid and held your breath. The last thing you wanted was to gain detention.

But then again...

Detention with Lady Lesso wasn't such a bad idea...

"You see, Anemone, Lesso's birthday is coming up, and we happen to have already arranged our monthly meeting that day." Dovey spoke with a highly annoyed tone.

Your eyes widened as you processed the newfound information. When?

"Really? Oh dear, she will be more than a handful..." Came Anemone's reply as you continued spying on them with sparkling eyes.

So, Lady Lesso's, your crush's birthday was coming up. You could surprise her! Show her how much you value all her hard work and determination.

You silently squeeled, already thinking of all the ways you could make her day.

"I know! Right? We won't have any work done because of that whining.... vixen." You raised an eyebrow at Dovey's failing attempt to curse your Dean.

You heard Anemone sigh. "And when will we waste our entire day?" Anemone asked, referring to when the meeting will take place.

"Next Thursday. I simply cannot wait!" The good Dean spoke sarcastically.

You rolled your eyes at the way they were referring to Lady Lesso, but deep down, you were feeling beyond happy. You couldn't wait for next Thursday.

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The day has finally come. You couldn't put your excitement into words. It was the day you were looking forward to since you overheard Dovey.

You were beaming awaiting for the class with Lady Lesso to come.

When the time was right, you went into the classroom a quarter earlier to do the needed preparations.

You knew that Lady Lesso always came from ten to five minutes beforehand to stare daggers at everyone who came into the classroom.

The firecracker was set and ready, and you had your gift inside your backpack. Your plan was to surprise her first, wish her happy birthday, and then pull out her gift to show her.

You couldn't wait to give her your gift, you were a little nervous but you were confident that she was going to like it.

You heard her heels clicking against the floor and giggled in excitedly. You couldn't wait for your little surprise to unfold.

You stood next to the firecracker, which meant to shower the ground in front of her with pink glitter and black confetti.

Lady Lesso marched inside the room at a faster pace than the one you anticipated. Your eyes widened as you were unable to stop the firecracker before being activated.

You stood and watched in horror as the Dean of Evil was showered from head yo tow with your glitter and confetti.

"Surprise." You spoke in shock as you were gazing at her.

The Dean had the exact position and grimace of a cat being thrown water.

She slowly opened her eyes, looked down at her ruined clothes, and up to you.

"What's the meaning of this?" She snapped at you.

You gulped as you noticed her state. "I- I am sorry. I didn't-" You started apologizing.

"Save it." She cut you off and grabbed your arm.

Your eyes widened as the Dean dragged you out of the classroom.

"La- lady Lesso. I can explain." You trembled.

Instead of answering, she pushed you in front of her violently and grabbed your arm again, leading you to the Doom Room.

"Everything but this place. Please." You begged, feeling really scared. You just meant to surprise her.

You briefly looked up at her only to see her furious face. Why was she so angry with you? Couldn't she clean her clothes with magic?

She pushed the door open and pulled you inside. You fell to the ground due to the force and turned to look at her with pleading eyes.

Lesso returned your gaze with an angry and cold one. "Forget class. You shall wait here for me for your proper punishment."

Lesso shut the door and locked it behind her.

You shakily got up and walked to the chair. You sat down and started crying. This was supposed to be a happy day. Couldn't she just use her mind and understand that the confetti was for her birthday?

You sighed as you were left alone with your thoughts. You were disappointed in yourself for ruining such a well-planned surprise and sad because instead of making her feel happy and appreciated, she was feeling furious and sad.

You cried a little bit, realizing that you won't get to give her your gift... All of those hours of preparing the surprise and searching the perfect gift were in vain.

Not just in vain, but they'll probably get you tortured well. You didn't want to be tortured, not for something that you didn't deserve, at least.

You didn't notice the door opened until a cold voice was heard. "Such a polite girl.... She's even trying to make her torture enjoyable.... for me." Lesso's words were accompanied by a chuckle. You knew she was referring to the fact that you were seated on the chair.

You immediately got up and took a deep breath. "I had no ill intentions." You declared.

Lady Lesso smirked, closing the door behind her and walking inside the room. "Oh, I'm sure you don't.... Nobody has in here." She mocked you.

You swallowed hard. Of course, everybody would lie to get themselves out of here. "I'm not everything, Lady Lesso. I never caused trouble in the past. Why would I do it now?" You inquired in a desperate attempt to prove your innocence.

The dean chuckled coldly as she stood in front of her torturing equipment. "There's always a first time for everything, little brat."

You took a deep, shaky breath. Your hands had become sweaty, and your eyes teary. "Can I, at least,... try to explain myself?" You hesitantly asked.

The Dean took a big whip from her collection and sighed. "If you stop acting like a little baby, afterward, then I guess you can certainly.... try to change my mind."

You nodded shakily as she turned around and showed you the whip. "I- I learned that today was your birthday, and I meant to surprise you. The firecracker never meant to wash you with either glitter or confetti. It just meant to surprise you." You explained.

Lesso raised a single perfect eyebrow. "And supposing my birthday was today... How did you learn about that?" She voice a very smart and calculated question.

You bited your lip. You were just going to make your torture worst, perfect. "I was just studying some astrology a week ago, at the lake, when I overheard Professor Dovey and Professor Anemone talking about a meeting happening at your birthday. I wish to reveal no more."

Lady Lesso thought about what you just told her. In was in fact true that there was both a meeting today and her birthday. She also knew that students weren't informed about those kinds of events...

The Dean looked down at the whip, then back to you. "Why the firecracker, then?"

You scratched your head. "That's what they do on birthdays."

Lesso sighed, turning around to put the whip back to its place. She didn't know whether she was disappointed for not conducting the torture or relieved because her favorite student didn't mean to stab her in the back.

"Such a cruel way to torment someone." The woman commented with gritted teeth.

"It didn't mean to fire on you, but in front of you. I'm deeply sorry, Lady Lesso. I never meant to make you furious." You apologized.

The Dean turned to look at you, only with her can in her hands. She sighed. "You did not mean ill, in the end. I'm glad."

You titled your head. "You are?"

Lady Lesso approached you with a sad small. She patted your head and then caressed it. "I am.... You didn't have to make such a big deal out of it, though."

You smiled, looking up at her. You didn't pull away from her grip. "Why not? It's your special day! You should enjoy it!"

Lesso shook her head and sighed. "No, no, I shouldn't. And you shouldn't either. Where's the good with completing another lonely, annoying, and boring year of your life?"

You pouted at her. "Don't say that, Lady Lesso, you have me."

The woman chuckled, patting your head. "That's not what I meant, and you know that."

You swallowed hard. Here goes nothing. "I. I know what you meant." You spoke, biting your lower lip.

Leonora's eyes widened as she looked down on you. Her piercing gaze remained on you as she processed your words. "No." She whispered.

You hesitantly nodded. "Yes."

The Dean took her eyes away from you before returning back to you pretty quickly. "You are lying."

You shook your head. "I had gotten you a gift, too. It's in my bag."

The Dean's eyes widened. "A gift!?"

You nodded. "Yes, if you want it. I think you will like it." You spoke with a smile.

Leonora Lesso was speechless. Firstly, her student admitted on liking her, and now this very same student has bought her a gift.

The Dean bited the inside of her cheek. "How much did it cost?" She meant to repay you.

You shook your head. "It's a gift for now, and it shall remain like one."

The Dean cursed. "What is it?"

You smirked at her and shrugged. "Only one way to find out, professor."

The Dean gave you a stern glance. "Why are you doing this? What do you wish in return?"

You looked up at her smiling. "Making you feel appreciated and cared for."

Leonora's eyes widened in shock. For the first time in a long while, she was truly speechless. She didn't know what she awaited you to say, but definitely not this. Not this, and definitely not with such happiness.

You stood up, standing in front of her. "Wanna open your gift?"

The woman looked at you for a second before blinking to bring herself back to reality.

"I- I guess." The Dean surrendered without a fight.

Nobody had ever gotten her a gift without waiting for something in exchange, and it made her feel... warm.

You walked outside of the room with the woman behind you. You led her to her classroom before taking your bag and opening it.

You pulled out a black box with a golden ribbon.

"Happy birthday, Lady Lesso." You said enthusiastically, handing her her present.

The Dean took the box and examined it. It was a pretty box in nice colors. Lady Lesso hummed, feeling pleased with the box as she slowly pulled it open.

Her eyes widened when she saw the matching cravat and gloves with the color of the box and ribbon.

The Dean touched them both in awe. They were so beautiful and precisely her style.

"So.... Do you like it?" You asked, examining her reaction.

Leonora looked up at you with a genuine smile. Her eyes were teary as she wanted to cry due to your thoughtful action. "I do. I guess a thank you is necessary."

You smiled back at her. It was the first time you saw her so happy. "You are very welcome, Lady Lesso."

The woman nodded and took a glove in her hands, and she caressed it, enjoying the feeling of leather against her fingers. "Call me Leonora when nobody is around."

Your eyes sparkled. Really? She liked it that much. It was your lucky day! Maybe you even stood a chance with her in the future.

The Dean glanced at you. "I believe this is the beginning of something wonderful."

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Hi! I adore you 🥰 prompt number 32 for lesso if possible please? I’m having a rough month and you legit make my day 💛 thank you kindly x

Heyyy @grumblebee-93 !! I’m sorry to hear about your month… I hope it gets better ♥️♥️♥️ Thank your for your sweet words!! Hope you Enjoy 💞

Call Yourself Mine ~Dom!Leonora Lesso xGN Reader

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#32. Enemies to lovers troupe

Warnings: NSFW, implied smut, dom/sub relations, verbal fighting, kissing, teasing, begging kink, confessions of feelings, etc.

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“God, you’re such a control freak…!!” You exclaimed in a hushed tone.

The red head rolled her eyes and mashed her teeth.

“You’re such a whiny bitch!!” She sneered.

You took a step closer to the dean.

“Lower your voice…” you gritted out.

“Why??” She jeered.

“Because it’s fucking 1 am and we’re standing in the middle of the fucking corridor…!!” You seethed.

“I’ll do whatever I damn please…!” Lesso gritted out, stalking up closer to you.

You started back up, as the red head kept approaching, until she had you firmly traps against the wall. Your breath hitched.

“What do you want, huh?? You can’t control me like you do the others…! I’ll never be yours to control!!” You spat.

Lesso came flush up against you, her hands trapping you on either side from escape. She cocked her head slightly and her eyes sparkled.

“Oh Babygirl…” She wickedly purred, “I don’t want to call you mine…”

Your face reddened and your breathing staggered. She came even closer, her lips grazing the shell of your ear.

“No, I want you to choose me and tell me that you’re mine…” The red head lustfully taunted, “To beg me to be your dom… Out of your own volition.”

You gulped. Your eyes fluttered down to Lesso’s lips and then back up to her intimidating gaze. You went to close the few inch gap between your lips, but the red head was quick to grab your jaw, pulling your face forcefully to the side. You whimpered slightly as she held your head in place tightly. You then felt her hot mouth on the base of your neck, and you couldn’t help the breathy moan that escaped you. Her tongue travelled up your neck and to your ear, where she nipped your lobe before continuing,

“Beg. And then I’ll give you whatever your heart and pussy desires…” Lesso lustfully husked, “Anything.”

“Please…” you whimpered.

At This, the red head swiveled your head back face to face with hers.

“Please, what…?” She taunted.

“I wanna be yours… I am yours…” you whimpered.

Her gaze softened a little, and a small smirk came upon her face. Suddenly, Lesso’s lips were on yours. But this time her touch wasn’t rough or fiery, no, it was caring.

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[ravennasgf]

Lady Lesso: Troublemaker

TW: none

Another Monday at the school for good and evil, I decide to make it interesting. How? Simple. Pulling pranks on the Evers. 

Creating glitter bombs, I rig them up in the dining hall on the Evers side. I sit with my friends. As the glitter bombs go off screams pierce the air. As laughter from my side of the hall overlaps the screams. Lady Lesso isn’t present thankfully. 

“Y/n!” Dovey screams in anger. 

“Bye guys,” I say before running off. I run back to the nevers castle. I can feel Dovey trailing behind me. I run to Lady Lessos office. Opening the door without knocking. 

“We have a problem,” I gasp out of breath from running. 

“Let me guess you caused it,”

“Wha-how did you know?” I ask

“Well you never run to my office unless you’ve done something and running from the staff, you’ve been labelled the troublemaker from day one and there’s an angry Dovey standing behind you,” she lists off. With the last point I turn around and see said angry Dovey, hands on her hips trying not to strangle me.

“ what did she do this time?” Lady Lesso asks Dovey. 

“Glitter bombed the Evers side of the dining hall.”

“Really?” Lesso asks “not bad little trouble maker” Lesso says in my mind. I duck my head. “Thank you I’m thinking slime next time,” I reply as Dovey keeps talking 

“That’s a good one I approve,”

“Thank you,” I reply before she leaves my mind.

“ what do you want me to do?” Lesso asks

“ punish her somehow”

“ fine. She clean up the glitter in the hall.” Lesso says 

“ very well”

“ I shall supervise her, go and get your beauty sleep Clarissa.” Lesso says full of sarcasm. 

“Y/n let’s go,” she says getting up from her desk. 

Walking back to the dinning hall. I use a simple spell to clean up the glitter. 

“Well you were supposed to sweep it,”

“Well did you want to be here til midnight or later than that?”

“Fair enough, let’s go,”

Silence envelopes us as we walk back. 

“I’m proud of this one you’ve done and then next. I’d like you to run these pranks by me, I like seeing what you’ve come up with.”

“Thank you lady Lesso. I’ll tell you when I’m doing the slime one,” 

“I might help you,”

“Really?”

“Yes”

“I’ll definitely tell you now,” I say as we arrive at my dorm. 

“Go to sleep little troublemaker. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Goodnight lady Lesso

“Good night y/n”

Hopping into bed I fall asleep with a smile on my face. 

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! Shower | Lady lesso x Reader.

warnings: (none that I know of.)

The sound of heavy fists knocking on your door had woken you up, as you shuffled in bed. With a groggy moan you slouched against the bed frame pulling down both of your cheeks with your hands.

"Who is it?"

You said trying to set your gaze straight.

The door opened with no response. You almost fell off of the bed gathering up the sheets, glaring at the door before seeing emerald green glaring right back at you. You relaxed your tense shoulders but crossed your arms.

"What was the point of knocking if you were going to come in anyways?"

You rolled your eyes sitting up against the bedframe.

"My shower is not working, so I came to use yours.."

The red head muttered leaning against the door frame in her silky black robe, acting as a tail coat.

"What about Clarissa's" You snickered but stopped at she walked towards you, not before closing the door.

"You have just woken.. haven't you?"

She asked with her lips having a taunting smirk on them. Her robe trailed the ground behind her, menacing footsteps made their way towards you in the form of a strut.

"Yes, Lesso." You yawned sitting onto the edge of the bed doing a quick stretch.

"And you need to shower, do you not?" The evil dean asked taking your cheek in her palm as her eyes darkened at her statement.

"You may go first.." You said intertwining your hand with hers, pulling it away with suprising gentleness.

She stepped in between your legs and hauled you up into the air by your thighs.

"LEONORA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" You yelped and struggled as she carried you to the bathroom.

She shut the bathroom door with the back of her foot and dropped you onto the mat on the ground. She turned back around and locked the bathroom door. She looked down at you rolling on the floor in pain before rolling her own eyes.

With no hesitation, she shrugged the robe off of her shoulders, her skin met with cold air, with a few rare small scars here and there. Turning on the water, she approached the counter getting the bubble solution and pouring some into the water. She then carefully discarded the rest of the robe draping it over a silver towel rack in the bathroom. Her hands gentle traced the fabric before pulling away and heading towards the shower.

Meanwhile you were shocked ghost white not even the trickle of sweat trailed down your face. The dean of evil had just undressed right in front of your eyes. You looked up at her as she cleared her throat.

"If you're in here might as well come in and join me.." She smirked and slid into the bath tub with an exhale. "I don't bite.. sweetheart."

"N- No way.." You stuttered leaning against the counter holding your hand against your head as you tried not to blush. Which mad man would have the gal to decline sitting in a bath with the dean of evil herself?

[a-weird-simp]

Troublemaker - Lady Lesso x reader

Dean of the school for Evil x student, don’t read if you’re uncomfortable with that.

I don’t know how to write smut (if anyone has advice I would love to read it) so the end is kinda weird, not finished, sorry about that, anyways enjoy!!

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I was in my room, alone, finishing my homework. It was the one Lady Lesso gave me earlier this morning, because I didn’t listen to the class, too mesmerized by the beauty of the fierce teacher in front of me. She seemed to stare back at me, but after she gave me this homework, I guess it was just in my mind. After all, a woman like her could never like a girl like me back… right? Yet here I was, still daydreaming about her, about her magnificent red hair and her alluring gray eyes, about… Lady Lesso.

I returned to my work, telling me that the sooner I get over this, the better it is. As I leaned over my desk to pick up my pencil (which had rolled across the table), I heard my door open and close. I raised my head to see the woman of my dreams. Is it because I was just thinking about her? It doesn’t matter, I was just happy to see her. But then I realized that she was staring at me… and that I was still leaning over my desk, so she could see my cleavage. I saw her smirk as I quickly got up and went to see her;

«What are you doing here? Am I in trouble?»

«Don’t worry darling; I just wanted to see my little troublemaker… See what’s in her mind.»

Her lips didn’t move while saying the last part of the sentence, but I still heard what she said… In my head. Her smirk grew wider as she saw me freeze. She was reading my mind.

«My, my, I know you liked me but I didn’t think you would be so addicted to me.»

I could only blush and stutter in response. She took a step closer. I couldn’t bear to be that close to her without imagining all I wanted her to do to me, so I took a step back. Her eyes darkened as she said,

«And what exactly do you want me to do to you?»

I looked at my feet, embarrassed, but she didn’t like it. She pinned me against the wall and lifted my chin up, forcing me to look her in the eyes. I was so mesmerized by her beautiful eyes that I almost didn’t hear her growl in a low voice:

«I want words, little thing.»

«I- I don’t know-»

But yes I knew. As I realized how close our bodies were to each other my mind started to fill with all of my previous scenarios with the woman in front of me. I couldn’t help it, even if I knew Lady Lesso was probably watching all of it. And indeed she was. She seemed to be breathless for an instant, and then her hand came around my nape, using just enough force to make me look up a little more, making me expose my neck.

«Your thoughts are much dirtier than I expected. You really are obsessed with me hmm?»

She didn’t let me time to answer before continuing;

«Well, lucky for you, you’re quite a pretty thing, and it’s been a moment since I wanted to… know you better.»

Her finger glowed and I heard the lock of the door close. She was still choking me with one hand, but she used the other to pin my hands above my head, preventing me from moving. I could feel my breath growing heavier with each second passing, as her lips sneaked all over my neck. She was teasing me and even if I would never admit it, I loved it.

[scarlettjohanssons-mistress]

i was wondering if you could do something g about lorraine broughton having a secret wife and teenage daughter, maybe the daughter is upset and has reckless behavior because lorraine is never around or something and lorraine comfort a her and it’s fluff and angst 🫶 <3

You were never a real mother

Warnings: Fluff, emotional hurt/comfort, angst?

Word count: 2.1 K

Pairing: Lorraine Broughton x Fem!Reader

Prompt: Athena barely knows her mother Lorraine, which annoys her… More when she has to live with her.

Requests: OPEN

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The British government could not fully trust the testimony of Lorraine Broughton. If they were completely honest with themselves, they didn't know her at all. And they were absolutely right in the world.

No one knew of Y/N:;not how she met Lorraine; nor how they started dating; nor do they know that both sealed their love with a pair of rings; much less did they know the little girl, fruit of that love.

It was logical that nobody knew those secrets of the blonde woman. The names of those women never left Lorraine's mouth; had never seen a photo of them; she did not even have a representative lake of them with her. Another thing that perpetuated this idea of the loneliness of the blonde was that she was always available for any mission. Nothing in Lorraine's life could get in the way of her work life.

Y/N could understand.

She had met Lorraine on a mission, and she saw firsthand how demanding and dangerous her job could be. But she also saw the blonde's guilty taste for work, not to mention how obsessed and protective she could be. She is capable of anything to protect her family.

But Athena could never understand it.

For as long as she could remember, she always remembered herself longing for the return of her taller mother. She knew, she knew that her blonde mother had missed her first word, her first steps, her first day at school, the time she got chicken pox, when she learned to ride a bike, when she had a fight with her best friend, when the boy she liked rejected her. Lorraine missed everything.

Athena had a lot of resentment towards Lorraine. Athena thought that her life would be a thousand times better if Y/N didn't wait every night for the return of her wife. Athena thought her mother deserved better than the blonde.

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Quickly, the young brunette went downstairs, sitting on a step so she could put on her usual boots.

"Are you going to leave without breakfast?" Athena rolled her eyes, causing her mother to let out a small laugh "don't make that face at me, lady" they both laughed

"No, I'm already late, I'll just take an apple with me" the teenager took an apple from the fruit bowl, washed it and took a bite.

"For God's sake, buy a decent breakfast at school."

"Yes mom" crooned the girl

The woman quickly took her daughter's face to give her small and repetitive kisses on her right cheek.

"I love you, you know"

"Yes mom, I love you too" the girl took her backpack and her keys.

Just before the young woman walked out the door and started listening to music through her headphones, her mother's voice made her stop.

“By the way, I almost forgot. Try to arrive early, tonight mom is coming"

Athena felt the blood drain to her feet.

"What? Is this a fucking joke? Because it's not funny at all, Mom."

Y/N could see the annoyance and discomfort on her daughter's face. She was identical to Lorraine.

"Please, Thena, let's not start…"

"But mom…"

"No buts, go before you're late"

With a final huff, the teenager left, slamming the door.

Y/N knew how the girl might behave when her blonde mother was around.

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The locker was closed with such great force, it easily caused the other students around her to freak out.

"Wow, relax tiger, what has you in such a bad mood on a Friday?"

The sarcastic smile that Alicia kept on her face was only making Athena want to rip it off with a severe blow.

"I'm not in the mood for your shit, Alice."

She tried to escape from the redheaded woman, because she really didn't want to vent her fury on her best friend, but the redheaded woman decided to follow her.

"Oh come on Thena, what could be so bad that you can't take your friend's shit?"

“My problem is Lorraine Broughton”

Alice knew the complicated relationship her friend had with her second mother. She had even tried to persuade her to no start calling her 'Lorraine' instead of 'mother' or 'mama', but she also knew that her friend could be stubborn as a mule.

"Well, Thena, look on the nice side…"

"Al, there's no 'nice' side to this shit."

“Thena, don't say that. It's your mom"

“Listen to me very well Alice, she has NEVER been a mother. She has never cared in the slightest about me or my mom. The fact that her ovum was occupied to bring me into this world does not make her my mother."

Athena left before she could hear any reply from her friend, leaving her speechless and forcing her to follow her to her first class.

It's going to be a hard day, Alice thought.

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Y/N's foot tapped repeatedly on the floor, looking forward to sitting on the couch with the remote control in her right hand and a glass of red wine in her left.

It was already after 8:00 p.m. and there was no sign of her daughter, who normally arrived around 6:00 p.m.

The woman's thoughts stopped when she heard the front door open and close.

She quickly left the glass on the table in the living room and got up to stick her head towards the door.

She found a blonde mane; she was a little longer than when they first met, pretty hands leaving suitcases on the hall floor, and long, sexy legs covered in pretty stockings.

"Oh, it's you"

"Well, that's a very nice way to welcome me, darling" Lorraine teased as she bent down to open her suitcase and take out the gifts she had brought.

“Oh baby, believe me, I'm glad you're here” Y/N quickly hugged her wife's back and spread small kisses on it causing Lorraine to laugh “I'm just worried. Thena has not arrived"

“Let her breathe for a moment Y/N, she's 17, let her be. Stop worrying for a moment and come see what I brought you from Spain”

More interested, Y/N released her wife, who quickly placed before her eyes a package of Serrano ham and a beautiful bottle of Spanish red wine.

“Wow honey, you do have refined tastes” Y/N joked

“That's not the best part.” As if by magic, Lorraine pulled a pearl necklace from her coat pocket.

“Oh honey, they are beautiful. Where…?

"There is a Spanish island where they specialize in pearls" commented the blonde hugging her wife by the waist while they both looked at the jewelry.

"They are perfect. Thank you so much"

“But, the surprises do not end here. Go put on a great dress, my love, because as soon as Athena walks through that door, I'll take you to the best restaurant in town."

"Oh honey, that's not necessary"

“Of course it is necessary. I want to make up to my two girls for being away for almost 6 months”

As if it had been summoned, minutes later the door opened to close again with a loud bang. Without a doubt, it was Athena.

"Sweetie?"

"Yes mom?"

Both women stuck their heads into the hall watching how the girl began to untie the laces of her boots angrily.

"Hi cute"

The teen's head turned so dramatically, both mothers feared the girl had broken her neck.

"What are you doing here?"

"Well honey… I live here"

"Unfortunately…"

"Thena!" yelled Y/N

"You know what? I'm not for this shit" without further ado, Athena left her boots and started running up the stairs.

"Get dressed because we're going to dinner with your mother!" scream y/n

"No!"

"Athena Broughton I'm not playing!"

The teenager did not respond and the only thing that was heard was a loud slam.

"She hates me, right?"

Y/N didn't deign to answer. She didn't want to break her wife's heart, but she also didn't want to lie to her when the truth was right before her eyes.

“You know, maybe you two should go alone to dinner…”

“No, this is for three. I promise, no, I swear that tomorrow Thena and I will have a conversation."

"That soothes my soul a bit" Y/N replied between giggles.

Lorraine laughed too and planted a long, loud kiss on the temple of the black-haired woman.

"I love you"

"I love you much more"

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Athena's leg was bouncing frantically as she listened to the stupid anecdotes of the blonde woman in front of her.

"Thena, honey, stop moving your leg, you make me nervous" Y/N tried to joke

"Can we go now?"

"Honey, we just got here"

"I'm not in the mood to be here…"

"How have you been in school, Thena?" asked Lorraine

"Do you really care?"

"Clearly I care, Athena."

"Well, you have shown the opposite in the last 17 years"

"Athena!"

"Look, Thena, if I've been away for anything, it's so you'll have a bed to rest that ungrateful behind on."

"Lorraine!"

"I never asked you!"

"You didn't have to ask me, it's my obligation!"

"AN OBLIGATION THAT I DID NOT WANT TO GIVE YOU!"

"NOR AN OBLIGATION THAT I WANTED TO HAVE!"

"LORRAINE!"

The teenager got up and quickly left the restaurant.

Lorraine didn't even let Y/N say anything so she too got up and left the restaurant.

She knew it was a bad idea to go after her now. She would leave her alone for a while to go talk to her.

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"I can sit here?" asked Lorraine lightly kicking her daughter's boot. The girl didn't answer and just stepped aside, leaving her a space on the park bench. “Hey honey, I just want to let you know that what I said at the restaurant…isn't what I think at all. I love with all my heart being your mother."

"Don't lie Lorraine, we all know it's not true"

"Why do you think that is not true?"

"You've never been there for me, you don't know how much my mom and I have had to go through alone" Athena didn't realize she had started to cry until she saw the blonde woman and her own tears trying to clean her own " You don't know anything about me, you don't know my friends' names, you don't know which university I want to enter, what's more, I bet you don't even know the day I was born; I don't even remember when was the last time you hugged me."

Lorraine just let the girl cry as she ran her hand over her back. When the girl calmed down, it was time for Lorraine to speak again.

"I'm so sorry you feel that way, Thena" without realizing it, the blonde began to cry "I've never been very good at showing my true emotions; your mother knows very well what that shit is like” she laughed through her tears “not to mention how demanding my job is. I know I'm fucking shitty as a mother, I know that, and really, I'm so sorry" the crying began to intensify "you and your mother deserve someone who spends every fucking second of their lives with you, and your mother,instead I, who with a lot of luck I can come home. I'm sorry, sweet girl” Athena was surprised to feel the woman's arms surrounding her in a hug and feeling the tears on her neck “please don't hate me Thena, you are what I love the most in life. I couldn't live knowing that you hate me."

Athena could hear in her head the thousands of stories her mother told to justify the blonde woman, just like she could hear Alice trying to persuade her friend. She hated that someone else was right.

"I don't hate you, mother, even if I wanted to, I couldn't hate you"

"I would do it"

"You are not helping me"

They both laughed.

“Well, now that we're here,” Lorraine wiped away her tears, smiling in the process, “tell me how school has been. I want to hear it all"

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Y/N's feet carried her around the living room of her house, while her right hand held the phone to her ear.

She had been trying to communicate with her wife or daughter for more than an hour, but none showed signs of life, until she heard laughter at the front door, which opened and closed again.

"Where the hell were they?"

"Calm down mom. We were talking"

"but where?!"

"Calm down baby, you wanted me to improve my relationship with Thena, right? Well, I already did"

"My loves, I am very happy that you are better" she taken both of their cheeks and plant a kiss on both of their cheeks "but you had me extremely worried. So… both of you are completely grounded”

"What?"

"But mom…"

"Shut up Thena"

"You can't grounded me"

"Don't tempt me Lorraine"

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[cretaceousquake]

One shot-

Eye of the hurricane - platonic!Lady Lesso x Reader

Summary: you get a bad grade and act severely out If character, Lesso decides to help out

You had always been a quiet kid. The kid who got straight As without trying, and never said a word to anyone in class. Your classmates would talk behind your back about anything, including your ‘allegedly’ violent history. No one really believed the stories of you leveling houses and scorching the earth because you were always so soft spoken and quiet. There was that word again, it attached to you, followed you everywhere you went, but who were you to get rid of it when it was so truthful you supposed. Your mother had angrily told you many a time to be more outgoing for connections and such. You always followed her orders in fear of her punishments but this was one you couldn’t follow through on. 

There you sat in that moment, at the back of the class waiting for the A on the test that was getting passed back out today. It was a minor test for a unit in transfiguration but you had been having trouble getting the material lately, making you very nervous to see the grade on the test. The professor throws the test on your desk with a sigh, pointing to the grade at the top right of the page. In bright red marker, as if to mock you, sat a C. “ This was disappointing to see L/n, I expected better from you.” The professor says, turning away with a look of disappointment on their face. 

You could feel the tears well up in your eyes as you stared at the paper. You had always gotten everything with no trouble, how had you fallen off with this class? You sniff and attempt to push your tears down until you could get out of class. As soon as the bell rang you burst out of the door and full-sprinted down the halls to your dorm to hide your shame. No one had ever seen you panic in any capacity so the gossip for your next class was high. Unfortunately, your next class just so happened to be with Lady Lesso. 

She was always fond of you. You were very smart, strong, and quiet, everything most nevers weren't. She appreciated that you held so much power but only chose to cause evers mischief and never your own school. She knew of your power, of the large claws and fangs that jutted out when you were upset and the damage pyrokinesis could cause. She was the only person in the entire school to know for curtain what you were… A hellhound. So as she listened to the gossip and heard your name get tossed around, she felt panic rise in her stomach. She gained the students attention with a smack of her cain on the table, maintaining her intimidating image by glaring at all of the nevers. “Where is L/n?” she questions, only getting pointing fingers and head turns from the teens. 

Eventually one boy gets brave and answers “ We saw her running to her dorm after her last class.” That is what gets Lesso’s attention. You never skipped classes. She decided that checking on you was more important to her than class time, telling the nevers in her room that they could leave. They wasted no time getting out the door, in fear of what Lesso would do if they didn’t. She, on the other hand, marched down the halls to your dorm, following the scorch marks and ash you left behind in your stride until she reached a very chard door. 

Your door was littered with large claw marks and singed wood, making the crashing and screaming from the inside all the more ominous. She knocked on the door and the crashing stopped, allowing her to hear the hostile growl of ‘Go away’ that came from inside. She ignored you, only giving an equally loud ‘That is not how you talk to me’. She could hear more loud crashing and cursing. Lesso decides that enough is enough and uses her skull key to the school and unlocks your door.

What she sees in the room is like a bucket of ice water was just dumped over her head. You stood in the middle of the room, claws and fangs bared and eyes a piercing red, thrashing and destructively slashing at everything like a tornado of devastation. Lesso has never seen you like this, you were always so mild mannered and soft spoken. She approaches, you seemingly haven't noticed the redhead in your area and only stop when you feel a hand on your shoulder.  You turn to her, not really registering who is actually in front of you and pushing their hand off of you with a growl. Lesso sees you aren’t truly aware of what you are doing or who she is, so she speaks in the tone she only takes with you. “ L/n, what has you in such a fit?” she asks. 

You turn to look at her once more, slowly registering who is in your space. You whine as you remember you had been so rude to her while she was standing outside the door. You back away with a distraught look on your face, tripping over the rubble of your belongings and curling up into yourself on the ground. Lesso sees that you have not really been in full control of yourself, a rare occurrence you have told her. “ I am so sorry Lady Lesso, I-I don’t really know what came over me. I just remember getting a C and having to get back here as soon as possible…. I lost control! I didn’t do anything to anyone did I!?” Your words flew out of your mouth in a panic. Lesso approached slowly, sitting next to you and pulling you up to look at her by cupping your face with both hands.

“You're fine Y/n, you didn’t hurt anyone. However, I need you to tell me what sent you into this so you don’t have the chance to do so in the future.” She found your concern very strange but sweet nonetheless. Very ever-like, but she could let it slide just for you. You explain everything to her, on the verge of tears as you look down at the carnage of your rage. Everything was in shambles, and that could have been a person if you didn’t lock yourself in this room. You let yourself fall into the older woman, burying your face in her neck. She is hesitant to console you at first, this being a very foreign action to her, but eventually she wrapped her arms around you and pulled your body to hers. “Shhh shhh, little demon, you did well and managed to contain yourself.”

Your concern shifts to a different problem with a small gasp and a realization. Your mother is going to kill you for that C. She was always so happy to brag about how intelligent you were, but behind closed doors, the story of your bad grades involved a belt and some very harsh words that made for some hellish nights. You pull away from Lesso in a panic, alerting the older woman that something is still wrong. “ My mother- my mother is going to end me when she sees that C!” You had told Lesso stories of your mother before, about the things she had said and done to you, but this panic made the woman very concerned. What would your mother do? 

“ I will not let her lay a hand on you, little hound. I can tutor you in transfiguration so this never happens again, but you and I are also going to have to work on that temper of yours.” She states, the last bit was very playful and kind but the first bit contained an air of determination that you had never seen.

“Thank you Lady Lesso, but you need not trouble yourself. I have dealt with my mother myself all my life, what is another C?” you say solemnly, looking down at the ruin below you. You don’t want to be a burden. You feel Lesso grab your chin with her fingers and lift your gaze back to her eyes. “ And you will never have to deal with her alone again, little hound, I want to protect you.” She said this with conviction so she could cast out any doubt in your mind that she was doing this for any other reason other than because she cares about you. And you believed her.

A/n(I take requests if anyone wants something writen)

[v3nusxsky]

I wanted to make a request of like dom!lesso and shysubby!reader where the reader is a quiet new librarian of the merging schools and they get off to an angsty start where lesso HATES the reader and the reader just wants to be friends and then maybe some smut happens and then lesso gets soft for the reader and they live happily ever after✨✨

Unexpected lover 18+

*Authors note ~ finally getting through my assignments which is freeing up some writing time to get through some requests I’m so sorry it’s taken me ages to get to it school literally is killing me*

Trigger warnings~ dom lesso, subby r, mommy kink, praise kink, thigh riding, sorta enemies to lovers?, degrading kink, begging, oral sex, slight pet play/humiliation kink

Prompt~ see ask^^^

You joined the schools staff team when the schools still held the divide. Good vs evil. And you happened to be the one stuck in the middle. As a librarian to both schools you had your fair share of encounters with people from each side. Sure the ever side was very sweet and friendly but there was something about the Never side that made your heart break, clearly they were misunderstood but trying to conform to why society makes them. Even with the two deans you could see the parallel between them. Despite her behaviour toward you, you were drawn to the dean of evil like a moth to light. She was just so intense and intelligent that your heart always beat an extra beat in her presence.

To Leonora, you were an annoyance. Her students raved about your calming aura and how respectful you were to everyone. How good. And that was a hindrance to say the least. Here she was doing her job, trying to mold the next villains into being successful and yet you seemed to fight against her every step by showing them kindness and respect. It was frustrating beyond belief. At least that’s what she told herself, it most definitely wasn’t that she felt drawn to you, completely and utterly ignorant to her own desires to be near you. Evil doesn’t love. Evil doesn’t like. Evil is chaos and mess, everything you weren’t. So she most definitely wasn’t drawn to something so… good. Pure. Fire would freeze over in hell before she admitted the truth that ate away at her heart.

You hoped with the schools merger that Leonora would come round. Everyone else in the schools had, the library was now filled with a gentle buzz, students mixing with ease, the staff seemed to be managing well too. All expect her. At first you blamed yourself. Perhaps you were too shy, too needy, or even weak to her. But then you’d remind yourself that everyone else likes you. Everyone else speaks to you in the corridor as they pass. Everyone but her. You are by no means a scary person, people often think you’re easily manipulated due to your timid nature, so it can’t be that. Leonora doesn’t strike you as the type of woman to be scared of little old you. All you wished for was the same cordial friendship with her that you had with others. Instead you seemed to be more of an annoyance to her, like she couldn’t stand to be in the same room as you. Breathe the same air.

Every story to ever be told has had a meaning, a message to the reader. You loved discovering what the words on the page were trying to tell you. Most story’s you adore have the clear message that the line between love and hate, like and lust and fear and desire can be thin. Sometimes so thin it’s hardly visible. You like to believe this is true, you see it daily as someone who observes the coming and going’s of people frequently visiting the library. Each day there’s something new, a development in their own story, something you thrive on noticing. Little did you know, your story was about to get a new chapter, with a curve ball no one would have expected to occur.

The new chapter began like any other, working to tidy all the books and close the library for the night, ensuring every book was returned to its rightful spot while students began to filter out and back to their dorms from the late night study they were engaged in. Yet the presence of one dean in your usually calm atmosphere was throwing you off. She seemed to be engrossed in her book that she’d swiped from the curses and death traps section. She sat ever so regally by the heater in the corner of the room. It was hard not to notice the striking woman in your space, yet if she noticed you she didn’t seem interested as she flicked through the pages of her book.

By the time you’d sorted all the books in the library you’d made many hints of the time, the fact the library was closing and even going as far to stand behind the counter nervously drumming your fingers against the wood. You wished to have the confidence to ask the woman to leave, yet you couldn’t find it in your heart to approach her. Not when this was the closest to co existing in each other’s presence you’d got since you took the job. You’d be lying if you said she wasn’t slightly intimidating, it’s unsurprising that she was the one to make the move.

Meanwhile Lesso was getting irritated with the constant sound echoing round the room, interrupting her book. Your nervous energy was practically suffocating the woman. It was obvious you were waiting for her to leave, subtly wasn’t a strong suit of yours she decided. That’s when something snapped within her, this cat and mouse game needed to end. Evil doesn’t need to ask, evil gets one way or an other and you aren’t any different if you want her to leave her you’re gonna have to earn it.

“Got something to say dove?” Her words flowed like honey, the nickname coming from thin air but feeling so right it just flowed, “why don’t you just say it?” Leonora was talking to you. You. The shock clouded your mind causing her to chuckle, “cat got your tongue huh?”

“I- you- uh” you stuttered dumbly trying to not make a fool of yourself with trembling limbs you asked her to leave so you could close up. “If you want me to leave then you should come over here and make me” her challenge was set, yet she couldn’t be bothered to even spare you a look. If she did she would’ve seen the crimson blush covering your cheeks as you internally fought with yourself. Could you just walk to her and get her to leave? Would it be that easy?

Minutes later you slowly rounded the desk, hesitantly making your way to the woman only to be stilled by a tut of displeasure. “Did I say you could walk to me? No. Crawl dove, be a pretty pet and put a show on for me.” Crawl? Seriously? “I - what?” You mumbled causing the dean of evil to lazily click her fingers at you as if you were nothing more than a disobedient puppy.

You aren’t sure what bothers you more, that you sank onto your hands and knees or that arousal rushed through your body at the treatment. Scanning the empty library you started to crawl forward, eyes downcast as you obeyed her wish. The carpet scraped against your bare knees, the skirt of your dress dragging on the floor and getting stuck as you moved. By the time you reached the older woman, humiliated and aroused she had discarded her book to appreciate the view. The way your chest heaved and you kept your eyes to the ground drove her wild as you sat back on your knees. So pliant for her. So willing. Desperately trying to please her. She’d have some fun with a pretty pet like you. “What do you say we have some fun, show me what a good girl you can be.”

You swear you’ve had this dream before. The kind you wake in the middle of night questioning your subconscious brain. It’s only natural that you immediately nod along to her request. With a simple demand of “earn it then” and a snap of her fingers her pussy was on display for your curious eyes to view. With a simple gesture to get on with it you dove straight in. You always imagined she would like the tougher side of sex, she wouldn’t want the teasing build up and you were right. Her hand came to your hair, gripping the locks so tight it was almost painful. Almost. The sinful moan you let free was immediately swallowed by her greedy core cause the vibrations to hit her clit deliciously.

“Mm my what a good dove you are. Just like that baby” she grunted as her hips started to buck into your mouth, covering your lower face with her slick. “God what a good slut I have here. Wouldn’t have waited this long to claim you if I knew you were such a whore.” If you weren’t glued to her core you may have protested at the language she was using. Yet again, you weren’t in the position to argue as you ate her out with abandon. You could tell you were doing a good job when her thighs tensed and her moans seemed to be louder than before. The closer she got to climax the more praise she threw at you causing you to press your thighs together. Desperate for some friction. Relief. And that sight, you being nothing more than a needy whore on your knees, eating her cunt like it’s the last meal on death row was what threw her over the edge. Inner walls clenching as you lapped up your reward with ease.

You only pulled away from her warm core because she made you. Tugging you up to your feet by your hair. You stumbled slightly as the blood flow returned to your lower legs causing her to easily settle you on her lap. Your clothed pussy settled over her good thigh as her hand settled under your chin to guide you into a passionate kiss, tasting herself on your tongue. Unsurprisingly, as soon as the kiss started she was in control. The way she would nip at your lip to allow the metallic taste to dance between your tongues caused you to whine into her mouth. The level of need this woman awoke in you should be criminal. You couldn’t be more glad that she gave in and crossed the line between love and hate.

Instinctively, you began to slowly drag your clothed pussy along her toned thigh, seeking friction as she kissed you. A kiss so good you saw you forgot your own name. Her hand came to grip your hip, guiding your almost pathetic grinding. Pulling away from the kiss she couldn’t help but tease you. “A desperate thing you are hmm? So needy you are gonna use my thigh like a bitch in heat? Poor girl. Have I neglected this needy cunt?” Her words combined with the friction she provided was dizzying. So dizzying in fact, you mewled “mommy please” before your brain could even catch up.

“Oh it’s like that is it dove?” Her signature smirk graced her lips before she trailed them to your lips, nipping and sucking the silky smooth skin there. “I- oh, mm please mommy. Oh God” you whined chasing the pleasure she was providing too much to even care about the name choice. “Gonna cum for mommy darling? Gonna cum all over my thigh? Such a pretty slut for me. Go on, cum” she punctuated the last word by sinking her teeth into the junction between your neck and shoulder causing you to hurtle over that edge, riding out every wave of pleasure that hit you.

Leonora couldn’t help but be star struck by the post orgasmic bliss that over took you, ragged breaths as you fought to calm your heart rate, shaking legs that tried to grip her thigh in order to keep the sensation alive. Big doe like eyes peering at her through hooded lashes. Stunning. A sight that should belong to the heavens alone. And in this moment where you collapsed into her, her arms wound around you too quickly to be thought of, she knew that you would be hers. Evil or not, she couldn’t bear to let anyone see you like this. A pretty little thing begging for mommy to help her. Perhaps good and evil could co exist. After all you fit so perfectly in her arms it would be sinful to separate you from her. Maybe just maybe, evil did get good, to love and to cherish and to enjoy.

Word count~ 2032

[bunniebubbleswrites]

Not so Cold

Lady Lesso x Never! Reader (Platonic) Request: Ooo can I request for a fluffy/angsty Lady Lesso x Never reader, platonic please... the reader has a panic attack? Hurt & comfort? Cold Lesso turns soft? A/N: Started working on this during my chem class! Perks to sitting in the very back. I also wrote about how panic attacks feel for me so please be weary of that. This also is more based on the book but not very much. I'm also so sorry this took so long. My life has been kind of hectic right now. Warnings: Hurt & Comfort, details of panic attacks, Words: 1083

You didn’t know how it happened. It just did all of a sudden. One minute you were in class with your friends screwing around while waiting for your teacher to appear. Then it just hit you, the sound of your heartbeat was louder than anything else. 

This became a common thing, you learned how to handle them quickly. Oftentimes no one around you would even know that anything was going on beneath the surface. You had always been so good at hiding things. You never wanted to worry anyone for no reason if you could take care of it yourself, but your panic attacks worsened throughout the year. 

Class hadn't started yet; paper airplanes were being thrown across the classroom and profanities were being flung back and forth at your peers. The sound of a cane hitting the ground along with the sound of heels moving in sync with it. Students rushed back to their seats and then silence filled the room. It was so quiet that the sound of your heartbeat seemed louder than before.

Shit, this can’t be happening now. In Lady Lesso’s class of all places.

You tried to steady your breathing but it was difficult and the sound of your heartbeat just made it even worse. Trying to keep calm, while your teacher walked into the room. You kept your eyes locked onto the blackboard behind her. If you didn’t look at her she wouldn’t call you out for not paying attention. 

You had zoned out for the most part. When you had tuned back in you were calm and breathing normally, now paying attention to the woman at the front of the room. She was going through each and everyone of us, making us show to the entire class how we’ve been progressing with our special talents. 

Luckily for the kids in the back row she didn’t have time to get to us. Kids rushed out of the classroom, books and papers falling out of their arms. You were one of the last ones out of the classroom. You felt a pair of eyes burning holes into the back of your skull as you walked out the door. The Trial by Tale was coming up and you weren’t going to lose the chance to get those first place ranks. 

The day of the Trail came, everyone was nervous even if it didn’t seem like it. You were praying to whatever god that would listen that you didn’t mess this up. You would win, hopefully. You had a plan and it was a good one. No one would even see you coming.

You planned to tackle opponent after opponent grabbing their flags not caring about the color and throwing them on the ground and sending them back to the school. Even though Hester was one of your dearest friends and the both of you would willingly take down Tedros. You both knew that teaming up wasn’t an option. One of you would get those first place ranks no matter the cost. 

Sophie and Kiko went in first and after a few hours of waiting it was your turn. You walked through the gates with some Ever you hadn’t bothered to learn the name of. You both ran off in opposite directions. You tackled and jumped on whoever you saw, you even threw a couple of attacks. The adrenaline running through you made you forget about the looming danger that you would possibly be facing. 

Soon it was only you, Tedros, and Hester. Hester didn’t let up at all during her attacks. She was going to win no matter who got in her way. Somewhere along all the fighting Sophie and Agatha came into the picture. 

The fight turned into a bloody battle from what you can remember, one second you were there the next you weren’t. Lesso’s eyes were on you.

She knows something’s wrong. Damnit.

You rushed back to your dorm, your blue cloak was easy to follow throughout the darkened halls. Your breathing was heavy and your heartbeat was pounding in your ears. You didn’t even make it to your dorm room before you collapsed. The tears fell down your cheeks, you needed to be alone right now, anyone could just walk up and see you like this. 

The sound of a cane hitting the floor alerted you, your mind wanted you to run but your body just couldn’t move. The sound grew closer and when it was right behind you it came to a stop. 

“(Y/N), how long have they been happening?” Lesso’s voice rang through your ears. It was softer than usual. You couldn’t respond and Lesso soon saw that and sat down beside you and put her hand on your back, rubbing it soothingly. It took you a good long while to calm down. 

In that time Lesso had taken you into her arms and was slowly rocking you back and forth, as she ran her fingers through your hair. Your breathing became steady and your sobs became sniffles. 

“Hey, nothing can hurt you right now. I’m here.” Lesso said loud enough for you to only hear. You look at her, your eyes red and your cheeks stained with tears.

“They’ve been happening since the beginning of the year.” You told her finally answering her question that she had asked so long ago.

“Why didn’t you come to me?” Lesso’s eyes were filled with worry.

“I didn’t tell anyone because I thought it would make me seem weak.” Your eyes were filling up with tears once again.

“These panic attacks are not a sign of weakness and coming to people for help isn’t either.” Lesso wiped away the tears now rolling down your cheeks. 

“Let’s get you back to your dorm room, you’ve had a long day and I think it’d be best if you got some rest; and don’t worry about your classes tomorrow. Take the day off okay.”

You nodded as you got up off her lap. Lesso stood up shortly after and walked you back to your dorm. Her door was always open should you need it. Once you reached your dorm room, you turned back to Lesso and wrapped your arms around her. 

“Thank you, for everything Lady Lesso.” You quickly retracted before anyone saw. Her smile was only there for a brief moment before you went into your dorm and plopped down on your bed and fell into a deep sleep without a worry in the world.

[annie-creates]

I don't really hate you

Pairing: Lady Lesso x reader

Genre: angst to fluff

Words: 1100

Note: This probably isn't exactly what you meant, but I got this idea and it felt right writing this. If you want I'll write something really really angsty for you later on. I hope y'all like this anyway.

Your day was not going great. Your first class was a disaster, you forgot to bring the tests for the second one and after lunch, the joined class of Evers and Nevers was a nightmare. Noone listened to you, nobody wanted to do the homework and someone even threw a tomato at the black board as you were writing down important bullet points.

You didn’t know if you wanted to cry, scream, hysterically laugh or all at once. Your last hope was the last class of the day, nothing could go wrong with gardening, right? You’ll let them roan the gardens and hopefully nobody gets eaten before the end of the day. You couldn’t be more wrong though. As you gave out instructions to replant some of the flowers into bigger pots, you already heard one breaking and saw another student running around with the gardening scissors.

“This horrible day will never end,” you mutter helplessly as you chase the kid with the scissors.

You spend the class cleaning up broken ceramics and glass, hoping at least the flowers will survive the rampage of your students. Honestly you had more faith in the plants than yourself. You locked yourself up in your office for the remaining of the school day, grading last week’s tests and having to fail a few kids, which didn’t add up any cheerfulness into your already sour mood.

When you finally returned into your shared chambers with Leonora, you were ready to give up. She was already out of her usual work clothes, a sign she returned much sooner than you did, reading her book on magical potions at the couch. She gave you a little smile that froze on her face when she noticed your disheveled state.

“I swear I’m turning in my resignation tomorrow. I’m gonna grow grey hair from those kids before the school year ends,” you complained, walking to your dresser.

“Oh come on babe, they’re not that bad,” she tried to reason with you.

“No, they’re even worse. Little inept devils…” searching through your special drawer you don’t agree.

“Well that would mean I’m doing something right…” Lesso smiled but it didn’t amuse you.

“They’re always throwing things, screaming things, breaking things… babe have you seen my cookie?” You suddenly ask as you can’t find your favourite dessert in the stack of sweets you keep for emergencies such like today.

“What cookie?” She asks innocently not looking up from the book.

“The one I like? Chocolate chip with a pinch of salt? It’s my favourite and I’d swear I had one in here…” you narrow your eyes at her.

“I haven’t seen it…” Leonora tries to deny but you see the guilt in her posture not being able to look you in the eyes.

“Oh my god! I can’t believe you’d eat my dearest cookie! I’ve been waiting for it the whole day! And I’ve had a horrendous day!” You scream at her on the verge of tears, your comfort food being inevitably gone. “Why would you do that!”

“Jesus babe calm down, it’s just a cookie alright..?” Lesso was taken back by your sudden outburst.

“Yeah maybe to you it’s just food! Then why are you taking it from me!” You scolded her.

“It’s not that big of a deal, you’ll get other cookies…” Lesso argued.

“Ugh, I can’t believe you! You destroyed the only joy a had of the whole day! I hate you!” You shouted with a loud bang shutting the door behind you as you left.

Lesso starred at the spot you were at just moments ago, too stunned to even think, her book long forgotten. What has gotten into you? Were you really that much stressed today? Sure, you were always protective of your sweets, but it was just food, right? Nothing to be too upset about, nothing you couldn’t get yourself the next day.

But to you it wasn’t, the little nice biscuits and delights you kept hidden just for your own pleasure were your comfort. It brought you calmness and overview, caressing your nerves like honey on your soul. And now your favourite one was gone and it ruined your day even more, for you were in excited anticipation to finally eat for many hours by now.

While you were sulking in the now empty dinning hall, Leonora realized she was probably in the wrong this time. You were after all a sweet fragile soul and she knew she shouldn’t have eaten from your secret stash of snacks. She just didn’t think you’d notice, a big mistake on her part. And you always had this rule you shouldn’t be going to sleep while angry at each other, so she had to fix this fast, or you’ll be even more cranky in the morning.

The door behind you open with a creak, your girlfriend coming in. It didn’t happen often she admitted to her mistakes, but you were her one weak spot and she couldn’t live with you being mad at her. Plus, she did kind of bring this on herself. So now she’s gonna make it all better and make it up to you.

“Hey, are you still mad at me?” your silence was answer enough to her dumb question. “Look, I’m really sorry I ate your cookie. I should have remembered how important they are to you. I have something to make up for it though.”

That piqued your interest, along with the amazing smell that came in with her, so you slowly turned around to see what she came up with as a piece offering. The tray of cookies smelled absolutely amazing and a fine fume was still coming up off them, as if there were in the oven just moments ago.

“Did you make this right now?” you questioned.

“Something like that,” she wasn’t willing to admit what a scene she did in front of the kitchen staff to get them to bake a batch at this hour. “They’re not salty but I’ll find you some tomorrow, I promise. I’m really sorry about what I said, your sweets are important.”

“I don’t really hate you, I’m sorry,” you apologize also as you’re already taking one of the delicious delights off her hands.

“Can we go to bed now and enjoy these?” she tries to bribe you.

“Yea, I guess,” you agree, taking the tray and shielding them from her to keep it all to yourself.

“If you eat them all you’re cleaning the crumbs,” Leonora warns you but your pointed look shuts her up real quick. “Alright, I’ll clean the crumbs.”

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Hii, This is my first time asking for a request! If your not taking requests please ignore this. I love your writing by the way! <3 lady lesso x reader, I was wondering if you could do a part 2 Of im not a child anymore. Maybe they would have to hide there relationship. And lesso being head over heels for the reader. TY<3

I'm not a child anymore - part 2

Hi !!! Thanks for doing this request. I hope to receive more of your wonderful ideas in the future:)

Part 1

It was not entirely forbidden.

Both of you were evil and professors. However, in order for your relationship to be considered appropriate, you needed time.

Time that both of you were tired of giving.

It was one of the only times you considered your special ability as a true gift.

You could wait for her to walk through a deserted corridor and sneak up to her from behind.

You didn't know how, but Leonora always seemed to know wherever you were to tackle her and was fast enough to grab you and press you against the wall.

The redhead through the years of her education had taken lots of height, resulting in her looming over you.

" Naughty girls need to be punished. " She would whisper sensually before kissing you senseless and then lead you to the closest of your chambers.

You were the oldest, but it was clear as day who was wearing the pants in your relationship.

Leonora was over the moon.

She had been dreaming about it for ages, you sitting on her lap, you playing with her hair, you kissing her cheek, you still asleep (preferably naked) in her arms.

She wanted everything.

EVERYTHING from you.

The innocent and the dirty things.

She wanted to be able to wrap her hand around your waist, showing off to everyone.

She wanted to be able to gaze at you lovingly whenever you disciplined a student with a little more violence than necessary.

How much did Leonora love watching you asserting your dominance (on other people's expense) or you using violence.

You were the angel of darkness (literally, that's what everybody called you), yet Leonora wouldn't hesitate a single second to name you the goddess of beauty, as she found you prettier than the night sky itself.

You were both in love. So in love.

And you were both forced to hide it. Hide your mutual attraction, and your flirtatious little comments needed to be greatly diminished, especially with either the dean of good or Leonora's 'friend', aka Clarissa Dovey.

One day, both you and Leonora decided to take a walk around the castle grounds, under the protection of the night and the magnificent moonlight, creating such a unique and romantic atmosphere.

You were leaning against her right arm, half asleep because the previous night you slept for approximately one hour (the dean of good forced you to stay awake, claiming that she suspected one of your students was stealing from one of hers - she was so disappointed when she was proven wrong).

Leonora had placed her hand in a way to allow you to lean on her while also propelling you forward.

You yawned, closing your eyes and allowing your secret girlfriend to walk you around.

Leonora kissed the top of your head, continuing walking but changing direction.

" Where are we going ? " You asked too lazy - and bored - to open your eyes.

" We are going to put you back to bed. " Leonora half laughed, not able to understand how you were unable to even think.

You hummed, wrapping your hands around her waist and resting your head on her shoulder. " I see... "

There was long silence while Leonora was making sure that neither of you was going to fall off.

" Will you sleep with me ? Please ? " You whined, kissing her shoulder-blade.

Leonora patted your back and left a kick kiss on your forehead. " You know that you don't even have to ask. "

You made a celebrating sound before stopping abruptly. Leonora immediately followed suit.

You pointed at her right. " I think your friend Dovey is hiding there. "

The never professor raised an eyebrow. " It can't be, she's not very fond of walking around the school at night. "

" LEONORA FUCKING LESSO. YOU ARE VERY WELL AWARE THAT ALL OF US ARE FORBIDDEN TO BRING OUR LOVERS IN SCHOOL GROUNDS, MUCH MORE DURING THE SCHOOL YEAR. YOU INSOLE- " Dovey stopped midsentence realizing who was in Leonora's hands.

You turned to face her - still glued on your lover's body. " You done ? "

Clarissa swallowed hard. She was - for a first time in a really long while - speechless.

" Well, if that's the case, then I better go to bed. You, evers, wasted enough of my time with your stupid ideas and even more useless and boring opinions. " You waved her off, turning your back at her.

Leonora smirked, interlocking your hands together as she waved mockingly goodbye to Clarissa.

" Oh, before I forgot. Mention anything of this to your annoying Dean, and you will suddenly lose your ability to breathe. " You added like it was no big deal.

Little Dovey was slowly tearing up. Both you and Leonora had graduated which meant...

The girl turned around and practically run back to the school for good.

Little did she know that both of you and your lover were laughing your asses at the sight of her disheveled state.