#Lady Leonora Lesso x reader

[spookie-bitch]

SGE AU ANNOUNCEMENT

I've recently finished the first two books in the series and have a strong urge to write about it.

To summarize what I plan on doing without spoiling anything, I'm using the storyline and logistics mixed with movie character appearances. Agatha and Sofie are replaced with Y/N in a position similar to Agatha and (name that will be decided later in a poll) in Sofie's position. It's more of a fanfic series than an AU but because it's such a detailed one and there's a lot of mixing and matching from the book and movie I thought it sounded better that way.

The chances of you finding this post for Lady Lesso fics is 8/12 (all the tags I put on it) so I assume if you're reading this you know it's a Lady lesso x reader series, but if not you've been warned.

Storyline changes:

Y/N in the position of Agatha, gets dropped at the school for Evil due to her unconventional appearance and attitude, only to slowly realize she doesn't belong. She'd do horrible things, yes, but it all depended on the reason, the motive. To save a friend, to help someone you love, everything was on the table. She finds herself unable to understand the concept of pure evil and pure good. It can't just be about what we do, because that leaves out why we did it.

(name not decided) in the position on Sofie, gets dropped in the school for good due to her obviously princess worthy looks and sweet smile. But what is beauty on the outside if it doesn't translate to what's on the inside? She's vain and selfish, only doing good for her own gain. What she does is as good as can be, but why she does it is a different story.

Tedros might be more of a minor role, I'm either going to pair him with (name not decided) or Beatrix, depending on any feedback given on how you'd all like me to portray (name not decided) as that's more up for discussion.

Lady Lesso's character will be split pretty 50/50 between her book and movie versions, her role in the overall story holding more importance as she is Y/N's love interest.

Dovey will also be pretty 50/50, most likely leaning more towards the movie version.

Any suggestions and discussions are welcome! There is a lot that is not set in stone yet and I'd love feedback. If you want, name ideas are 100 percent welcome

[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]

Hiii

First just want to say I would loveeeeee any and all lesso content, but maybe mire specifically like a proper enemies hating each other to lovers type thing?? Emphasise on the hate to start with

Love your work

Thank x

Loathing

Lady Lesso x F! Reader

A/N: I'm so sorry this took so long! I've just been kind of burnt out and I've trying something new to hyper fixate on so I have energy to get fics out. Also this is my first time writng enemies to lovers, so I hope I did it justice. I hope you enjoy! Warnings/Tags: Enemies to lovers, work place relationship, r being harmed by a student, mentions of being burned, not beta read. Words: 1,820 Summary: You hated her, no you loathed her. At least you thought you did; until things started to esclate with the students dislike for you turning into something more than dislike.

You hated her.

Hate wasn't right. You loathed her, and you liked everyone. Lesso was the exception. Somehow everything she did manged to piss you off. You taught both Evers and Nevers. So you had to deal with Lesso on a regular basis and some days, you swear she went out of her way to push your buttons.

You only interacted with her when you absolutely had to, and it was never enjoyable. The staff meeting were tolerable, and only happened once a month. It was when one of Lesso's students were being a problem and it wasn't something that happened often.

The nevers were always a problem. It was when the lives of other students or yourself was in danger, that was the problem. It was the problem now.

"One of your students threw a fire ball at me." You point to the bottom of your seared dress, anger in your voice.

"And your fine aren't you?" Lesso throws her hands up nonchalantly as she at in her desk chair. You balled your hands up into fist and let out a huff of frustration. There would probably be steam coming out your ears from how mad you were.

"You're flushing dear," Lesso leans forward resting her chin on her hands. You took quick deep breaths, trying to regulate your anger.

"Deal with it." You storm out of her office, your singed dress flowing behind you. All you could do was hope she would reprimand the student.

"But you don't understand Clarissa," You threw your arms up in frustration. "She dose things to make me angry. The other day one of her students set me on fire." You lifted your long skirt just slightly to show off the bandages that are wrapped around your calves.

"Are you okay!? Is that why you've been limping?" Clarissa took a step forward as you drop your skirt to cover the bandages.

"I don't like her Clarissa, and you know that I like everyone." You rambled out. Clarissa could tell that you were frustrated, she could tell how tense you were.

"Okay, breathe." Clarissa tells you, trying to get you to calm down.

"I am breathing Clarissa." You snap at her. The second those words left your mouth in that tone, you immediately regretted it. You wrap your arms around yourself and you feel your face soften.

"I'm sorry Clarissa." You sigh and took a step back. "I'm frustrated and tired. I think I just need a day to myself." You laugh pathetically and run a hand through your hair.

"Then take a day," You go to open your mouth but Clarissa stops you before any words can come out. "And don't worry. I'll talk to Lesso. Now go lay down, relax."

"Thank you Clarissa, really thank you." You tell her with a smile on your face. She waves you off and you try not to limp as you pass small groups of students as you make your way back to where the staff quarters were located.

The second you were in your room, you sank into the plush arm chair that sat by your window, with a swish of your finger a book floated into your hands. You sunk into the chair and opened the book.

You couldn't remember the last time you got to relax like this.

You were fuming. You had one day off and what do you find on your desk?

A sick little doll that looked a little to much like you. It had a pin straight through it's heart. If Lesso wouldn't discipline her students, you would.

You watched as the Nevers filed in to the Theater of Tales. You stood at the front, leaning against your desk. The doll in your hands.

"I found this on my desk this morning." You hold up the doll for the whole class to see. "I don't know who put it there, but it is in your best interest to come forward. If you don't everyone in this room will be punished for your behavior."

A simultaneous groan resounds in the room followed by whispers.

"You don't even have that power." A student shouts from the back of the theater.

"Oh, really?" You raised an eyebrow. Today was not the day to be testing you. You may teach Evers the majority of the time, but there was a reason the school master allowed you to teach the Nevers.

You push off your desk, and toss the doll behind you.

"First one of you decides it would be a good idea to throw a fire ball at me. The burns from it are still healing. Now there was a doll, with a pin jabbed straight through where it's heart would be." You walk down the long stretch between the bleachers. Hands clasped behind you back, a wicked smirk on your lips.

"Now." You turn as soon as you reach the doors of the theater. "Here's what's going to happen. You'll be fighting the doll, and no one is leaving until this room until someone confesses or it's dissembled. Your choice." The doors open behind you and you walk out of the theater.

"I wish you the best of luck." You take the door handles in your hands and close the doors shut leaving the students alone in the theater, confused looks on their faces. You lock the door, the click resounding in the room. You finger glows with a purple hue.

You weren't going to let the students get hurt. It was just a simple illusion spell, what they didn't know wasn't going to hurt them.

You leaned against the locked door, the screams of students resounding. A smile on your face, nothing like a little scare to get them to behave.

After about 20 minutes the room went silent. You unlocked the door, and what laid behind was certainly a site to behold. The students were breathing heavily, and out of energy. Some completely disheveled.

"Illusion Magic." You go to step of the giant pin on the marble floor. "It's simple, but effective." You swish your finger and the giant pin and doll dissolve into thin air.

"You don't have the right to discipline my students." Lesso shouted, as you sat across from her, your arms are crossed over your chest, and one leg over the other.

"I wouldn't have to if you had done it yourself." You shout back, trying to make yourself bigger in your chair before slouching back down again. You were in her dark office, hidden away from prying eyes.

You hadn't done anything to hurt anyone, you would never endanger the lives of your students. She knows that.

Lesso scoffs and stands from her seat, resting her hands on her desk leaning forward. You stand from the chair you were sitting in and lean towards her, your face inches from hers. Your eye's darted all over her face studying it.

Were her eyes always that pretty shade of purple?

You glance down to the doll that was now sitting on her desk. You push it towards her and watch as her eyes shoot down to the small poppet.

"I recommend you find out who made this, and discipline them accordingly." You step back from her, standing in front of your seat. You cross your arms over your chest. Head held high.

You weren't asking, you were demanding. You were done letting her push your buttons.

Lesso watched as you turned on your heel and walked out of her office. You slam the door behind you just to make a point. Lesso lets out a sigh and takes the doll in her hands as she leans back in her seat.

She turns the doll in her hands, unsure of what to make of it. Lesso usually has an idea of what students do what. As soon as she found out about the fireball incident, she knew exactly which student it was and she made sure that they were punished accordingly.

All this doll did was stump her.

If there was one thing about Lesso it was that she would get to the bottom of this.

She had started to like you too much for her own good.

You stood in the ballroom, helping decorate for the ball. You were just glad you wouldn't have to chaperone. You never understood the point of the entire charade. It was the only fail you ever got.

You smiled to yourself as you lifted up a banner up with your magic, focusing on trying to get it at the perfect angle.

You stood back to admire your work and the sound of heels clicking on the tile floors. You knew the sound of those heels. You turn to find Lesso leaning against the door way of the ballroom.

You crossed your arms over your chest and something was different. There was no simmering hatred waiting to boil up to the surface. Lesso looked different in this light. She looked warm and safe.

You couldn't help the small upturn of your lips.

Lesso raised an eyebrow.

No words were spoken, but a million were exchanged.

It was as if everything made sense all of a sudden, Lesso never hated you. She was showing you she cared the best way she knew how.

You slowly made your way over to her, away from the prying eyes that had been watching you stare each other down.

You pulled her out and down the vast corridors of the school for Good. Lesso eventually stops you, taking your wrist gently into her hand. She pulls you back towards her.

You find yourself against a wall and Lesso is in front of you. You faces are inches away from each other, a challenging air filling the small amount of space between you.

"So, did you find the culprit?" You ask, a teasing smile playing in your lips.

"I did. They're being punished accordingly. Just like you asked." Her hand hovers above your waist, it was closing enough you could feel the warmth of her hand through the many layers of fabric you had on.

You hum in response.

A thick silence fell over the two of you, her amethyst eyes bore into yours. You were trying to find the courage to ask her the question that had been on the tip of your tongue since you got her alone.

You had never been nervous around her before, this was new. It was different. It was welcome.

"Take me to the ball?" You whispers, wanting to get the words as fast as you could before you talk yourself out of asking.

"Happily, my dear ever." You hand goes to hers and all it takes is a little nudge for her hand to be on your waist completely.

There is a fine line between love and hate, maybe you had loved her all along.

[imtotallylexie]

Lady Lesso x Reader - Come for a swim?

Summary: The heat during summer break is getting unbearable. Lesso decides to cool off, and her favourite colleague just-so-happens to stop by and join.

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: Undressing, Partial nakedness, Misunderstandings, Slightly suggestive themes, No smut

The students have been waiting for the summer break for months. To finally go home, away from all the school drama. The teachers, however, not so much. Lady Lesso herself, was dreading it.

Why, you may ask? Because the teachers aren't allowed to leave. It's not as bad as it sounds, because the school has all the supplies one needs. But to know that when you get hired for your job here, you can't go home again...

No matter. Lesso doesn't miss home. The people at home hate her, anyway. It's not like she has family left in Gavaldon.

So of course, when the summer heat hits, there are no exceptions, not even the gloomy castle of the School for Evil. If anything, the constant clouds and mist make it even worse. It feels like there's no air outside.

Inside isn't a whole lot better. The hallways are bearable, but the classrooms are just the hottest. Not even Lesso's beloved Doom Room could escape the heat.

So what does the Dean of Evil do when she can't take it anymore?

Lesso walks along the edge of the shared lake. The one thing that truly connects the two schools. She was enjoying the little wind that came with being near open water.

Of course, our lady has higher standards than the disgusting waters on the Never's side. The students aren't here, anyway. Nothing's stopping her from going to the other side to take a dip.

You go out to the balcony of your room, hoping to catch a breeze. The sun isn't as intense in the afternoon, but the tiles were radiating the heat they collected through the day.

You, a new teacher of the School for Good, you barely made the cut. Mischievous but kind hearted, enjoys violence but would give her heart up if someone asked. You're neutral.

But, because there's no such a thing in this world, you automatically classify as good. An Ever. Nobody knows why they called you to the school, you never even attended. But you know, once the School Master sets his mind to something..

Your peaceful sightseeing is interrupted by an unusual sight. Lady Leonora Lesso, the scariest person you've ever known... undressing by the lake.

Lesso unbuttons her vest and throws it on the ground, the chains clattering with a sharp noise. She's quick to unbutton her shirt as she walks towards the water, tossing that as well. She's left only in a bra and her pants, though those are about to be left behind with the rest.

You immediately look away... but the sight is just so unusual, you can't help but to look back. Lady Lesso. Undressing. By the lake. I'm sorry, what-

A double take isn't enough to get you to believe the scene you're being presented. You go inside, not even bothering to shut the balcony door, and go to leave your room. Immediately making your way down to the yard.

By the time you get there, Lesso is already mostly naked. She's only in her underwear, a lacy black set, and she's already kicked her heels off as well. You walk towards her before she could step in the water.

"Leonora, what the heck are you doing?" You stop beside her, placing your hands on your hips. You try not to look at ger body, but it's simply impossible.

She looks damn great. Her stomach is smooth and almost flat, her arms looks so smooth, so do her legs. The scarce clothing left on her barely covers any skin.

"Well, I was about to go for a swim. What, you wanna join?" She crosses her arms under her chest, looking down at you. Though she's a bit shorter without the heels.

"What, no! Lesso- the lake isn't for swimming!" You exclaim, but it's too late. She trudges into the water and, once she's gone deep enough, she swims farther.

You watch in shock, though you can't help but smile. Oh, Lesso.

"So you really aren't coming?" She stops in her swim and turns back, as if expecting you to actually join. She looks so hopeful, it's unlike her.

You roll your eyes and sigh, but then start undressing. Taking off your dress with minor struggle. You leave it right beside her clothes, along with your shoes.

You take two steps into the water before diving in. You swim to her under the water, only coming up once you're in front. You take a big gasp of air, and chuckle at seeing her face.

In turn, Lesso, seeing your wet hair, laughs as well. So now, you two laugh and giggle together, at nothing in particular. Escaping all the pressure in a simple moment of carelessness.

Lesso being Lesso, she decides to shove you by the shoulders, laughing loud and free. You're taken off guard, but you don't stop giggling. You shove her back, making her stumble and disappear under the water.

She comes back up with a gasp, throwing her now wet hair back so it doesn't cover her eyes. "Oh, you fucker-" She lunges at you with an evil smirk, holding your head under the water.

You struggle against her hold, clawing at her arms. When you feel your lungs burn, you frantically tap her arm, hoping she lets you up. Which she does, letting you breathe.

Once you catch your breath, you throw yourself at her. You two wrestle and fight without another word. The only sounds are the water splashing, gasps and grunts, and breathless giggles.

"What are the two of you doing?!" Your catfight is interrupted by a familiar voice.

Clarissa stands at the shore, with her hands on her hips. She looks furious. Well, to be fair, it is quite a compromising position you two are in.

Lesso, holding your shoulders, only out of the water from the neck upwards. You, climbed on Leonora and holding yourself up with your legs around her hips, hands in her hair.

You two immediately let go of eachother, though, and you get off of her the second you hear Dovey. You both turn to the woman, embarrassed, but for different reasons.

Lesso, because she was seen being careless and having fun, laughing. And you, because you were caught in a position so easily misunderstandable.

"Oh, Clarissa. We were just, um.." Nora starts. She's never at a loss of words, so the impact of this is clear on her.

"..playing." You finish the sentence for her. Clarissa raises a suspicious eyebrow. The statement definitely didn't make the situation any better.

"Yeah, right. 'Playing' in the lake at sunset, making noises like you're.. ugh, I don't even want to think about it! Just- get out of there!"

You and Leonora start swimming back out to the shore, Lesso adding a "Clarissa, I swear we have clothes on. You do not see more of me than you would see in proper swimwear."

The two of you climb out of the water, Lesso shaking her head like a dog to get rid of some of the water.

"That doesn't make it much better!" The Good Dean squeaks. "Were you two making love, thinking that nobody would see it under the water?!"

You blush, the redness not helping your situation. Lesso raises her hands to show innocence. "My hands are clean."

Clarissa offers a sceptical look in return. She then sighs, and runs her hand down her face, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Whatever. Just... don't do that again, please? This is a public space. Locking a door would be enough."

"I'll be a good girl next time. Promise!" Lesso beams, mocking. Clarissa turns and leaves the two standing alone on the shore, dripping wet, looking at eachother.

"Well, at least she didn't think to question the moral dilemma of an Ever and a Never together." Lesso notes, looking after Dovey as she leaves.

"It's still no better that now someone thinks we made love. And she'll definitely tell my colleagues, no doubt." You cross your arms, feeling cold now that you're out of water.

Lesso struts over to pick up her clothes, and you decide to follow after her, gathering your garments. You two also start making your way back inside, to the School for Good.

"Well, maybe we'll do that as well next time. If the rumors are spread, might as well make them true, right?" Leonora says without even looking at you, as if it's the most casual thing in the world.

Your eyes widen and you snap your head to look at her with raised eyebrows, stunned into silence. Lesso, seeing your reaction, throws her head back in laughter.

"I'm kidding! The offer definotely stands, though. Your choice." She shrugs, still treating this whole topic way too casually. Typical Lesso.

And so, the two walk side by side, still undressed and thoroughly wet, clothes and footwear in hand, making their way to the tall gates in the sunset, barefoot on the lush grass.

Hey guys! I'm back, finally. I'm sorry for not writing for a bit, i didn't have any ideas, or time. The end of the year was very chaotic for me. But, Fun Fact: I wrote a third of this fic sitting on the beach xd. I picked Lesso for it because this was in a camp, and we had a teacher named Eleonora. (She's nothing like Lesso tho, if anything she'd be like a swap au ever!Lesso.) And as usual, thank you for reading!!

Edit: I rewatched the movie recently, and I realized the idea may not be fully canon. So I'd like to note that this is based on the movie, and the movie only. I haven't read the books, and this is just what i assjmed from how much context we were given.

[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.

[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.

꧁☾︎❥︎☽︎꧂

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."

[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. 

[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

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

#32. Enemies to lovers troupe

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

Enjoy (;

“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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Leonora Lesso Masterlist

[engr4veq]

! 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.

[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)

[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

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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.”

[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]

Hi

I have a request

I hope this is how it works i've never done this before

So Leonora lesso x female ever reader

Lesso has a crush on reader and some of her students found out about this i don't how and they make a plan of feeding reader a Poisoned Apple so reader falls asleep and has to be awoken by true loves kiss (lady lesso)

That's all i have i hope you can do something with that

Bye

Happliy Ever After

Lady Lesso x F! Ever! Reader

A/N: Yes that is how a request works and you did great. Thank you for this request. I had so much fun writing it. Hope you enjoy! Warnings/Tags: Fluff, Lesso not sure how to express her feelings, Clariss being a huge shipper idk Words: 2,019 Summary: Luch duty with Lesso takes a turn and a true loves kiss is the only remedy that can fix it.

Lesso didn't like you, at least that what you thought. The way she would stare you down anytime you were in the same room.

If you were being completely honest she scared you. You don't know what you had done to get her to dislike you so much, you had tried to ask Clarissa about it but she was always so busy that you could never a moment alone with her to ask.

If Lesso could be completely honest, she liked you. She liked you way more than she should, she would even go so far as to say she had a crush on you. That was a dangerous thing. What if someone found out? What if that someone was Clarissa? She would never live it down.

The only problem was, people did know. Her students knew. Not that she knew that they knew. Lesso let herself slip once. A small group of students had caught her looking at you a little too fondly, and then they happened to over hear a private conversation between her and Clarissa. That was the slip. Lesso thought Clarissa hadn't caught it, but she had. And Clarissa being the fairy godmother that she is, was going to try and get you together and make it seem like you both did it of your own volition.

Lesso was sitting at her desk in her office, mulling over papers that her students had turned in. Lesso lets her guard down when she's alone in her office. Why should she have to put up a facade in the privacy of her own office.

She steps away from her desk and the papers pilled on it and walks over towards the the large open window that overlooks the opposite school. Lesso looks down onto the courtyard where you are sitting on the grass with a small hand-full of students. You hold a baby bunny in your arms, cradling it gently like it was glass.

Lesso let a smile grace her lips, a private moment of weakness. You glanced up in her direction, feeling eyes on you, but she turned away too quickly to be seen.

She walked out of her office, her cane hitting the stone floor. Lesso's evil demeanor returning in an instant. She had a class to teach and an assembly to attend.

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You sat with the small bunny in your arms and a smile on your lips.

"So girls that's why we treat all living things. Big or small, cute or not, with respect. They are our friends. When we respect nature, it respects us." You smile at the group of girls sitting on the grass with you.

"You can all go get ready for the assembly, and I'll see to it that our little friend here gets back home safely." You watch the girls run off, making small talk. You stand from the grass the little bunny in your arms.

"Okay little guy lets get you home." You brought the small bunny up to your lips placing a gentle kiss on the animals head. You walk over to the edge of the forest and set the small animal down.

"On your way now." You usher the small animal forward and watch as the bunny hop away towards it's burrow. You turn around and start walking to the school, needing to talk to Clarissa.

~

You stand nervously at the end of the pews on the Ever side of the Theater of Tales. rocking back and fourth on your heels. You could feel Lesso's eyes drilling into you and you were looking everywhere but the front of the theater.

The words leaving the Dean's mouths go in one ear and out the other. You were too busy trying to avoid eye contact with Lesso that you almost missed the fact that it was announced that you were going to be on lunch duty.

It was when you heard Clarissa mention your name after Lesso's did you finally look at the front of the theater. It was after that the students were dismissed to, well lunch.

You run over to Clarissa, catching her just before she can run and hide in her office.

"Clarissa, I really need to talk to you." You worry your bottom lip between your teeth.

"Yes, dear what is it?" Her voice has a certain edge to it. She was hiding something, but you had more pressing issues.

"I don't think Lady Lesso likes me very much," You glance over your shoulder, making eye contact with Lesso. You look back at Clarissa, " And lunch duty. I don't think I can handle that." A hint of fear laced your voice as you gripped the sides of your dress as a comfort.

"Don't be silly, dear. Now off you go." Clarissa pushed you on your way. You walk in Lesso's direction and all you could do was keep repeating the same words to yourself.

Stay calm, Clarissa said she doesn't hate you.

~

You and Lesso stood in the back of the room, watching and observing, making sure that none of the students got into fights and remained cordial with each other.

In the corner of the large dinning hall, there was a small group of nevers scheming away.

"Maybe a spindle?" One of the girls in the group spoke up

"No. She won't fall for that. Are you stupid?" Another girl speaks, glaring daggers at her.

"How about,oh I don't know, a poison apple." The two girls turn to look at the third. "You can't go wrong with the classics." The three of them giggle, their plan now set into motion.

Have you sleep forever or be woken up by a true loves kiss.

~

The next day all you did was dread lunch duty. You couldn't focus on teaching, or anything for that matter. There was something in the air, something bad, something evil and you didn't like it. Not one bit.

You and Lesso stood in the back of the room, albeit far apart. Your students making small talk with you. The small talk was distracting, it was distracting you from the glare Lesso had been giving you ever since you walked in. You both had been distracted. You by the small talk you and your students were making, Lesso by you.

You both didn't notice the student slip an apple to the top of the pile sitting in the silver bowl behind you. You usher your students off, as much as you did like chatting with them. They did need to eat.

You turned to the pile of apples and picked the one right off the top. The students lunch was almost over, and you were done teaching for the day so you took the apple and walked over to Lesso, who was standing over by the staff entrance.

You had mustered up the courage to stand next to her and maybe even try to talk to her. You took a bite of the apple you had picked up, as the both of you watched the students slowly file out.

The world starts to fade in and out of your vision. You thought it was just because you felt really tired all of a sudden. You dropped the apple you were holding. The sound drawing Lesso's attention to you once again.

"(Y/N) are you alright,"Lesso lightly touches your arm as you start to sway, fighting the sleep over coming you. Your eyes shut and you fall forward. Lesso drops her cane and catches you in her arms. The students left in the lunch room gasp.

Your name leaves Lesso's lips a couple of times, trying to get you to come to. Lesso holds you in her arms, trying to keep herself calm.

"Some go get Professor Dovey," The students stand in shock. One of their teachers had just collapsed. "NOW" Lesso shouted and one of the girls you had been talking with earlier rushes out of the room and moments later both the girl and Clarissa ran into the room.

"Lesso, what happened?" Clarissa's eyes fall onto your sleeping form, your laying on the floor with your head in Lesso's lap. The lunch room was now empty aside from a handful of guards and the four of you. Clarissa your student to leave, not wanting any rumors flying about.

"I-I don't know. She just collapsed. I- Clarissa what to we do?" Lesso let out a shaky breath. She cared for you more than she cared to admit and she should have told you.

"Lesso, calm down. What happened? Did she eat something odd?" Lesso looked up her friend, who's eyes were searching her face for answers. In that moment a light bulb went off.

"An apple. She took a bite of an apple. She dropped it."

"Okay, good. I'll find it, you stay with her. We'll figure this out." Clarissa looked around for the apple you had taken a bite out of as Lesso stayed with you her hands cradling your head, mumbling reassuring phrases, more for herself than anything.

The last table Clarissa checked under she found the apple you had taken a bite out of. She reached for it, the usually white white inside was black.

"Lesso, I found it. It's poisoned." Clarissa frowned, knowing a student must have done this.

"Well, what do we do?" Lesso said in a slightly panicked voice.

"There is only one thing to do. True loves kiss." As much as Clarissa wanted you both to get together, this was not the way she wanted it to happen.

Lesso stayed silent, knowing the possibility of her being your true love was slim.

"We should move her to the infirmary." The silence in the room was uncomfortable. "We will figure this out Lesso." Clarissa crouched down next to her friend and placed a gentle hand on her back.

~

You had been lying in the infirmary for a couple of days, Clarissa took over your classes and every free moment Lesso had she was at your side.

They had caught the culprits, and they had been punished accordingly.

Lesso was sitting at your side, watching your chest rise and fall with each breath. Lesso would talk to you about everything. She thought you should get to know her. She even let her first name slip. She slipped a lot because of you.

"You know," Clarissa spoke into the silence slightly startling Lesso in the process. "You could try, it couldn't hurt right?" Lesso pursed her lips at the suggestion. Clarissa put her hands up in surrender and left the room, giving Lesso more time alone with you.

Clarissa was right it couldn't hurt to try, but if you didn't wake up, It would hurt. Lesso bent down and placed a gentle kiss on your lips. She sat and waited all night, but you didn't wake.

The night came and went and she stayed the entire time, hoping you would wake up. She hadn't even realized that she had fallen asleep until she felt a warm hand making small circles on her back.

"Morning sleeping beauty." Your groggy voice came as Lesso stirred, she raised her head to see you smiling her.

She shot up, her spine straightening.

"When did you-"

"Some time this morning."

She take her hand in yours, not scared of her anymore.

"You woke me up." you smile at her as you sit up in the infirmary bed. She moves her free hand to your cheek and places her forehead against your. You both just sit like that for a moment and everything just seemed to have stopped. It was perfect.

"I heard everything. Everything you told me, it's safe with me Nora."

Lesso blushes at the nickname. You pull her towards you and place a kiss on her lips.

You hear a gasp and you hastily pull away from her. Clarissa is standing in the door way,you don't know how long she had been standing there. She sequels with excitement and both you and Lesso know your in i† for the long haul. Not that either of you mined.

[imtotallylexie]

I would totally love some more Lesso content.

While I do get if it grosses some people out, I struggle with self-neglect in terms of hygiene. I often don’t have the energy to brush my teeth or shower and overall can’t get up to clean myself.

So, could I get some comfort with my comfort character Lesso?

Lady Lesso x Reader - Hard Times

Summary: You're Lady Lesso's soft spot. Apparenty, you've been sick. But getting tired of your absence, she goes to investigate.

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: Self-neglect, hygene neglect, slight angst

Lady Lesso sits in the dining room with the other teachers, a look of annoyance and disgust on her face. A common expression for our lady.

While picking at her mediocre tasting food with her fork, hoping to ignore the students, she starts planning.

You haven't been around for the past week. Clarissa said you called in sick. Which is nothing unusual, everyone gets sick every once in a while. But she hasn't seen you at meal times, either.

Yes, sickness makes you lose appetite, but you cannot possibly eat sunlight and air for a whole week. Now that's unlike you. You aren't allowed to take food into your room, so it probably means you came to eat earlier than anyone.

Which is also weird. As far as she's aware, nobody did anything to upset you, so why would you avoid people? That makes no sense. You're on good terms with everyone, on both sides.

Suddenly overtaken by concern, she slams her fork on the table and stands up, making the chair creak against the floor. The food was awful, anyway. Ignoring the eyes of everyone, she makes her way down the hall.

Down the hall, up the stairs, to the School for Good. As much as she hated the stupid Evers, you're not like them. You're neutral, only on the good side because you're not evil enough to be a villain.

Making her way down the hall of dorms, she stops at the last door. Your room. She takes a moment to think about what to say, before knocking on your door loudly.

"Open the door, woman!" She yells, not caring if all of the students left in their rooms can hear. What does it matter? They should be eating.

After a minute of waiting, she finds the door opened by a very messy looking you. Your hair tangled, skin a little sweaty, and wearing pjamas. Lesso's attitude immediately softened.

"Well, you look terrible." She said, looking you over. You manage a smile and roll of your eyes.

"Wow, thanks. You're so kind, Lesso." You walk back inside, sitting down on your bed. The room, Lesso noticed, is also a bit messy. The bed isn't made, the curtains are drawn, and there are a few dirty dishes laying around.

"So you're actually just sick?" She asks, stepping inside and closing the door behind her.

You freeze up. How were you supposed to say not physically, but i do feel like shit? Should you even tell her? You love her, but what if she judges you for it? What if she gets disgusted and never talks to you again?

No. Get it together. She likes you, she wouldn't abandon you just because your mrntal health is in the gutter.

"Um.. no. I just didn't have energy to get up. And it's nearing the end of the year anyway, so..." You trail off, deciding to tell her the truth. She deserves to know.

Seeing your mood, Lesso softens even more. She takes a seat next to you, and places a hand on your knee?

"Hard times?" She asks, gazing into your eyes with an unusually soft look. You stare back, only nodding as a response, before looking back down at the ground.

"You want a hug or something?" She offers, making you look up again. You nod once more, moving to embrace her.

Lesdo awkwardly hugs back, patting you on the back a few times. "There, there.." she says. She's not an affectionate person, but for you, she doesn't mind.

Though she tenses up even more when she hears you sniffle. She holds you tighter, rubbing your back properly now.

"You okay, girl..?" She asks.

"I have no energy for anything, Lesso... i'm just.. so mentally drained. I couldn't even bring myself to shower.." You admit hesitantly, hoping she won't get disgusted.

She keeps rubbing your back, not saying a word. But, being how she is, she gives your shoulder a sniff to test the truth of your words.

Seeing the immediate grimace on her face definitely confirmed it.

She turns her head away a little, but looks back at you, trying her very best not to offend you.

"Yeah, i can feel that.." She mutters. She then pushes you back by the shoulders, so you can look into her eyes. "But, it's okay. I'm not judging."

You rub whatever tears you had out of your eyes, looking for reassurance.

She nods. "Yeah. I know mental problems can affect your physical health. And sometimes... sometimes, you just don't want to deal with people. Trust me, if anyone knows what that's like, it's me."

You smile and huff, knowing all too well that she hates pretty much everyone. You know that, if she could, she'd torture half her class.

"And.. it's completely okay. Everyone has bad days, and needs a recharge on energy. And, uh.." She glances to look out the window, but is met with the drawn curtains. Instead, Lesso looks at the floor. You can see she's struggling to find words. That makes you smile even more.

"And it's fine to just.. exist, for a while. If that's all you can give, then that's enough." She gives a little smile, proud of herself for giving a comfort speech for probably the first time in her life.

Seeing your expression, though, she starts doubting how good it actually was. But it did the job of cheering you up.

You chuckle at how she struggled to come up with words. It's funny to see someone so evil, and completely unhinged, attempting to comfort a loved one.

"Shut it, woman. I'm not good at this, okay?" She snaps back with a little smile, and you share a laugh together.

"It was good. Well... good is an overstatement, but i liked it." You hug her again, scrunching up your nose at the feeling of her curly hair poking your face.

She hugs you back, not hesitating this time. Clearly some huge progress here, gentlemen. After a sweet moment, though, she quickly pulls back.

"You should go shower, now. You've been sweating in the same shit for a week." She adds. Moment is over, no more soft Lesso. She's back to her usual self. Which is good to see, because her attitude always maked you smile.

"Yeah, yeah, okay." You stand up from the bed, moving to the attached bathroom. You go inside and lock the door, leaving Lesso behind.

"And since I'm such a sweetheart, I'll tidy your room for you!" She yells after you, still not caring about others hearing. "Yeah, don't thank me! I'm just kind like that!"

You hear shuffling from your room, already worried on what she's doing out there. That makes you laugh again. Oh, Lesso.

Thank you for my first requesttt! I've been waiting so long to write for Lesso, but i didn't have any ideas. I'm not completely sure what you wanted, so i made reader an adult without anything specified, so it's up to you if you're dating or just besties. Not my longest work, but i hope you like it! Honestly, i'm thinking i might've set the bar a little high, with my first fic being 1.8k (go check that out aswell!). I've never worked with a theme like this, so i hope it's good. Wish you well, anon <3

[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.”