#Lady Lesso and kids

[the3v1lqueen]

Lesso and The Little Ones

Dovey: *jittery* it’s little heroes and villains day!

Reader: What’s that?

Dovey: Every year we have a day where the children of story book heroes and villains who are not yet old enough to attend the schools get to explore the campuses.*jazz hands*

Lesso: *panicking* Oh no no no, that’s TODAY?

Reader: What’s wrong Lesso?

Dovey: *Looking at Lesso, arms crossed* Lesso seems to fear the children. It makes no sense, the kids absolutely adore her!

*Doors to the entrance hall swing open and a bunch of tiny children rush in. Lesso Freezes* Children: *see Lesso and gasp* Miss Lesso!! *run to her and hug her*

Child 1: *clinging to Lesso’s leg* She’s sooooo tall!

*Lesso tríes to pry the child off her leg but it continues to cling to her*

Child 2: *Grabbing Lesso’s cane* And she has a fancy stick!

Lesso: *shaking cane from Child 2’s grasp* Please don’t touch it, thank you. Child 3: *Somehow managed to climb up Lesso to sit on her shoulders and is playing with her hair* Poofy! Poofy!

*Lesso stares at the reader as if to say ‘help’*

Reader: *Hand covering mouth* Oh my god, this is adorable.

Lesso: *through gritted teeth* No. it. is. not.

[irenespring]

As I make progress on my Hilson hs reunion fic (6500 words and counting!), I am also beset by ideas for a House MD School for Good and Evil AU. So far I am leaning towards the second option I previously laid out, where House is sorted into Evil and Wilson is sorted into Good.

Although the option of doing the reverse is interesting, I think exploring how the School for Good (which lures people in with promises of love and acceptance and then turns around and kills its gay students, and forces all students to conform to a perfect, smiling rigidity under pain of death) is actually more evil than the School for Evil (which pretends to torture its students but often encourages them to look outside the norm, and teaches discarded kids to fend for themselves in a world bent on killing them) is more interesting. So while Wilson is driven deeper and deeper into a pit of having to conform and smile unless he dies (representative of some of his canon mental health struggles)--- House comparatively thrives when given attention, guidance, and scary magic. An example of how this works is that House's father was sorted into, and did well in, the School for Good.

This also sets up a possible dramatic payoff where House chooses to give up the School for Evil to help Wilson escape, in order to pursue a life with Wilson as perpetual outsiders (similarly to how he in canon gives up his career for Wilson).

Also I think Student!House and Lady Lesso would be excellent foils for each other, as they are remarkably similar characters in many ways, and would make for interesting kindred spirits. Similarly, Dovey and Student!Wilson could be interesting foils, with Dovey as a repressed probably gay character who chooses to perpetuate systemic violence against queer people, and Wilson as a repressed gay character who chooses to risk his life to survive as he is.

This could be really fun, guys.

[hxzxrdous]

The School for Good and Evil

Platonic Lady Lesso x reader

TW: Mention of abuse, heavyyyy HEAVYY angst, read at your own risk, I'm not responsible for you crying xx 😌😋

THOSE DAMN EYES

It has been two weeks into the new school year, two weeks since Lady Lesso, the infamous evil and cruel dean, had been having nightmares.

She just woke up from one of these. This one in particular was disturbing. She was dreaming about being restrained on the bed. She could hear the laughter, she could smell the alcohol, she could smell the sweat. She could feel the touches and she could feel the pain.

Lady Lesso woke up covered in sweat. She sat up looking around the room in hopes that she could shake off the image that she had seen. She takes a few deep breaths before getting ready for the Curses & Death Traps class.

She swore the 13 year olds were getting smaller and weaker every single year. Lesso waved her cane around as she lectured, her heels clicking.

While teaching she found her mind wandering back to the dream she had. Even during the day she can not shake it from her mind. As the last student left her class she sat down at her desk.

She closed her eyes for a minute, having another one of her new visions. She heard a female voice, yelling. Then she felt it... The feeling of a hot steam iron pressed against her back, burning her skin. She could smell the burnt flesh. After Lesso found herself back in reality she could feel the intense burn on her back, she thought she was about to pass out.

Lesso began rubbing the spot on her back where it burned. The pain only seemed to grow. She found herself leaning forward to examine her back to see the source of the pain. She began to wonder what these visions mean.

The dean began to feel more and more disturbed. She tried to fight back some of the images that are stuck in her mind, but she can not. As she continued to think more and more tears were forming in her eyes as her mood began to shift to sadness. The images coming to mind have not left and some have even begun to linger as she tried to make sense of all the pictures that have been invading her mind.

Lady Lesso was all for villains, evilness, cruelness but this... This was simple torture.

With all of the thoughts that have been floating around in her mind Lady Lesso found herself with a short and sharp temper with anyone who stepped foot near her. She found herself snapping at students and other teachers alike. Her mood was so out of sorts it was almost laughable to see her lose control of her emotions so easily.

As the weeks went by Lady Lesso's irritability only continued getting worse. With each new day the images in her mind seem to be taking a grip on her. She starts to think that she is going insane. These images, these feelings, they don't feel like they should be hers but yet they feel so real.

At one point while teaching the 13 year old Nevers, she noticed one of the girls sleeping in class.

"That's Y/N, ma'am." One of the girls that shared the dormitory with the sleeping girl explained. "She always sleeps."

The mention of the name instantly caused Lesso to snap. The name rang too familiar and it brought up the image that she had been trying to forget. She quickly stood from her desk, cane in hand, and glared at the sleeping kid.

The kid began to stir as Lesso grabbed her by the wrist, the girl's eyes fluttered as her body tried to comprehend what was happening. Lesso dragged her all the way to the Doom Room and threw her into the chair before locking the door. When she walked over to the podium she began looking over the sleeping girl, a small evil chuckle leaving her lips. These weak students needed toughing up.

Lesso lifted her cane, looking down at the girl, she was about to hit her when she got another vision, this time hearing the name 'Y/N.' Lesso could once again feel the excruciating pain. She saw red and blood, smelled the copper. The vision was even more intense with this girl close.

Lesso tried to shake off this new vision. For a moment it had stopped her from doing what she had intended. The images, the girl's name, had her hesitating to hit the kid now. She was getting the feeling that this girl was important to all of this for her mind and for some reason she was connected with the visions. It all started to give her a headache and she took a small step back from the podium just trying to keep herself together, both mentally and physically.

"I-I'm sorry, I won't fall asleep again, ma'am, I promise-" Y/N said quietly looking up at the evil dean with her E/C innocent eyes.

Lesso took another step back before she noticed the eyes of the girl. It was like being back in the dream she was having, those same eyes. The eyes that were present in each vision she had. She felt them pierce through her being and into her very soul. The look they gave her sent a shiver down her spine, but she could not bring herself to make eye contact for more than an instant at a time. She felt the need to look again but also to quickly look away.

"Ma'am?" Y/N's voice echoed from the Doom Room's walls, bringing back the dean to reality.

Lesso snapped her way back to reality. She found herself staring through a E/C eyed girl again.

"You did not ask permission to speak." she stated in the stern and cold tone she was known for.

"Sorry-"

Y/N apologized quietly, looking down at the floor.

Lesso glared down at the girl. She tried her best to keep her temper in check. She didn't want to scare the kid with her mood swings, but it was proving to be very difficult to keep up her control in the presence of this girl. There was something about her that gave off a sense of familiarity, but it was something that she could not put her finger on.

"Look at me," she snapped.

Y/N looked up at the dean, for a second, then quickly moved her gaze back at the floor.

The dean slowly took a step closer to the child, trying not to scare her any more than she already has.

Lesso's heels clicked against the stone floor as she slowly walked behind the girl, kneeling down, carefully lifting the girl's shirt on the back just barely enough to see, not all the way. It was a steam iron burn, the same burn Lesso felt in her vision. In the exact same place.

The sight of the young girl's back with the steam iron burns only confirmed what she had been feeling all of these days. Something in her head was screaming that this child was connected to what has been invading her mind. She took a moment to process what she had just found before slowly standing up and taking another step closer to the girl.

Lady Lesso kneeled down in front of the girl, untying her

"Ma'am?" Y/N tilted her head in confusion.

Lady Lesso looked at the child as she removed the restraints. The girl's expression seemed to be confused. She could not help but feel her heart begin to race a little when looking into those eyes. She tried to keep a stern and cold stare on her face, but this kid just kept throwing her off in a way she could not describe. This was not like any of the other students that she had taught over the years at this school.

As Lesso lifted the girl's chin, the girl seemed to shrink into herself. Her cheeks turning just a tad pink, she tried to look at the dean. Lesso could easily see the slight change in the girl's eyes. She could see the fear slowly take over as Lesso continued to keep their eyes locked. The girl's fear made Lesso feel bad and she tried her best to reassure the girl with her own eyes.

Y/N gulped down nervously.

"Will you not punish me?" the girl asked quietly, her voice laced with confusion.

"No little one. I will not punish you today," she replied in her typical cold tone.

Lesso was still staring into the girl's eyes for a few more moments, trying to search for anything that she may recognize. It seemed like each time they looked at each other, the sense of familiarity only became stronger. She suddenly snapped out of her staring and cleared her throat.

"You are free to go. Please try to keep a better attention in my class from now on." she stated, making no effort to hide her sharp tone.

"I promise," Y/N said before hurrying out of the dark and cold Doom Room.

The dean could not help but keep her eyes on the girl as she left the room. Once the girl was out of the room she sighed and rubbed her face before leaning against the wall.

Lady Lesso retreated to her office, rubbing her temples. Then she felt the need to jump, to end it all. Lady Lesso took her cane and stood up quickly? making her way towards the library, the only place in school that has a balcony.

As Lady Lesso walked her way towards the library she saw visions of the girl again, in different places. They all had the same theme, the innocence of the girl being taken away from her. The visions made Lady Lesso feel sick to her stomach every time she saw one. She hurried out on the balcony.

Lesso noticed the girl standing on the edge and immediately moved to try and grab her by the arm. She could not let the girl fall down to her death. Lesso's instincts kicked in, and she couldn't explain why she was having such a strong reaction. She quickly pulled her back, her grip on her arms being a little more protective than she wanted it to be.

Y/N fell into the dean's arms, crying out

"I- I'm sorry- I just feel so helpless-"

Lesso was surprised by the response she received from the young girl. The girl broke into tears and it made Lesso feel uncomfortable. She was not the type of person who handled other people's emotions well. Her grip on the young girl still remained tight, although now she was careful not to grip too tightly.

"It is alright, little one," she offered, hoping to calm the young girl down.

"Sorry- I wish I could tell but I dunno how to," Y/N sniffled.

Lady Lesso closed her eyes, sighing.

Lesso thought it might be the best time to tell the girl of the visions. Hopefully it would do something to help the girl calm down. Lesso's eyes slowly opened and she took a breath before deciding to speak up.

"You have nothing to apologize for, little one. In fact, maybe it is time I shared something that I have not yet told you yet."

Y/N gulped down, wiping her tears, nodding.

Lesso knew it was going to be a bit of a strange conversation. She slowly moved away from that edge of the balcony. Once they were safe from being right next to it she looked at the girl and began to speak.

"I am having visions... of you. These visions are not happy ones and it has taken a toll on my mental state. They have shown me things I know you must have gone through in your life."

"What? How? W- why y-you... Why me?" Y/N panicked. "Y-you know everything, you saw everything?" Y/N sniffled. "D-did you feel it too?"

"I felt every.... single... thing.... It was like I was the one living these things rather than watching." Lady Lesso is holding the girl tightly now, her heart pounding in her chest as the stress and rage starts to grow inside her again.

"I'm sorry you had to feel that," Y/N looked down at the floor, feeling guilty.

Once again this child was throwing Lesso off of her usual stone cold attitude. She felt herself wanting to be more gentle with the girl now that she knew what she had been through.

"Do not apologize, child. These are the things you have had to go through," the dean, sighed, caressing the girl's hair.

"I- I had a vision of you too... Before I even came to this school." Y/N admitted. "I- I just didn't know if I should tell you or not when I first came."

Lesso froze in place when she heard the news. She stayed quiet for a moment before speaking again.

"How can this be? How is it that we both have experienced these visions without even knowing each other's existence?"

Y/N shrugged her shoulders, rubbing her eyes tiredly.

Lesso could see how much this conversation was tiring the young girl. She thought it would be best to let her go for now.

"You can go to your dormitory. As long as you promise me something, little one."

Lesso thought a moment before speaking again. She wanted to try and leave a small task of importance for this girl.

"When you go back to your dorm room, I want you to lay down and close your eyes. I want you to try and focus on your visions. I want you to try and figure out what it was that truly connected the two of us. This is an important thing that I must know. I will be in my office attempting the same thing. Do not worry about me, though, little one. I am a bit more seasoned than you are in this arena and can handle things better. Now, off to your dorm room you go."

Lesso watched Y/N go before sighing. She could not help but feel the fatigue that was setting into her body. She decided she would go to her office and try the same thing she had suggested to the young girl. She made her way to her office and sat down at her desk. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before she started to focus.

The memories started to roll over Lesso like never before. She could see the visions of this girl vividly within her mind. For some reason the way she saw it now her own memories combined with the ones she had only been given a glimpse of before. There was something unique about the way she saw these visions this time. It felt almost as if the girl and the dean were truly connected. Almost like they were linked together in some way. Almost like the girl was a missing piece of her.

She saw the memory of her past lover Rafal, holding a baby. Name 'Y/N' crocheted on the blanket that the baby was wrapped in. Lady Lesso was crying and running after them, Rafal had kidnapped her baby girl. The next vision was Rafal casting a memory charm on Lady Lesso, making her forget her own child.

Her own child...

The child that should have been safe and loved. Every time the girl was struck or burned or abused broke Lesso's heart. She was seeing her child suffer for nothing more than just existing. Lesso could not control her tears now. Every single moment of the girl's life when she was suffering was playing in Lesso's mind. Her heart hurt because of it.

Suddenly the door opened and Y/N stepped into the office, tears streaming down her face.

"D-did you find out?"

Lesso looked up and saw the girl enter. She could see her face was tearstained and her emotions were running high. Lesso felt a strange mix of emotions but the most powerful she felt at that moment was her maternal instincts kicking in.

"Yes," was all Lady Lesso could manage to get out at first. She could not help but get up and move to the girl, wrapping her up in a warm hug.

Y/N sobbed, crying into Lesso's neck, clenching onto her.

The dean could feel her own emotions starting to get the best of her as well. She could not imagine a more powerful feeling than feeling your own child close to you like this. She knew that this moment would forever change everything for both herself and this girl. She could not help but cry silently as tears went down her cheeks and dropped on the girl's cheek.

Yesterday they were strangers. Now, not even a day later, they were mother and daughter, bound by a connection that cannot be undone. Lesso stayed silent for a few moments as she continued to hold the girl close to her. She did not wish to let her go.

"W-what happened- how- why-" Y/N sniffled.

Lesso held up her hand to quiet the girl, not wanting her to speak for a few moments. She wanted to make sure she understood everything. Lesso's voice sounded a lot more tender as she spoke to the girl again.

"My child, you are my child. I had you in my arms once and then you were taken from me long ago. This was never supposed to happen; you were not supposed to be ripped away from me. I was placed under a powerful memory charm that made me forget you. I only have very vague memories of your baby days in my mind. The only way I could remember you was by these visions which I know now have been trying to reconnect us. Nothing can separate us ever again."

Y/N shook her head

"N-no- You're lying- How do I know I can trust you-" Y/N backed away.

Lesso saw the panic in the girl's eyes. She did not like the fact that this girl would even think she would lie to her in a moment like this. The girl started to back away, which was the exact opposite of what Lesso wanted her to do. Lesso moved forward, and grabbed the girl's arm to keep her from moving farther away.

"D-don't touch-" Y/N pulled away.

The moment this girl pulled away, the rage inside Lesso spiked. She did not appreciate how the girl acted towards her. Her gaze felt like needles as she looked down into the girl's eyes. It was the first time she had felt true rage and she hated the feeling.

"Do you think I would lie to you about a sensitive topic like this?"

"I never asked for it- I don't want it- You'll just hurt me like everyone else-" Y/N backed away further to the corner.

"I would never hurt you, my child!" Lesso shouted at the girl. Her rage and anger were building with every passing moment.

"I am your mother! And this is not something you have a choice in the matter. We are bound, forever, this bond cannot be undone by no one."

"I- I'm scared-" Y/N whispered, putting her hands in front of her face.

Lesso saw the fear in her eyes and felt her rage die down. She realized just how bad the situation had gotten, and she was acting like exactly the opposite of how a mother should be. Instead of bringing the girl comfort, she was doing the exact opposite.

"I am not like the people that hurt you, Y/N. I would never want to hurt you. I would lay down my life to protect you."

Lesso could see that the girl was starting to calm down a little bit, which in turn, was easing her own heart. She could not handle how much this girl's suffering was hurting her. She did not understand how she could feel this way about this girl, a child she had never known in her lifetime, but here she was. Lesso would never let anyone harm her child ever again.

The girl then threw herself in her mother's arms.

The dean was shocked by the Y/N's sudden embrace of her. She had not expected it. Once the girl's body hit hers, all of her maternal instincts came to the surface. She wrapped her arms around her child, holding the girl as close to her as she could.

"I love you, mama. I'm sorry for what I'm about to do."

Lesso heard the words come from the girl, but her mind was not processing properly as it struggled to make sense of everything. She could feel a shift in her mind as her memory started to erase what had just happened to her. She did not remember the girl, the bond she felt towards her, or even anything about their past. Her mind was blank as she found herself in the main hall on the introduction day for the new students.

Lady Lesso gaze darted over the bleachers across the students of the School for Evil, bunch of princesses and princes. Her nose scrunched up in disgust. Then her eyes fell on one of the girls, with innocent E/C eyes. Despite the pink puffy dress and tiara, the girl's eyes were the one drawing the dean in.

"That's my new Ever, her name is Y/N." Dovey turned to Lesso, smiling.

Lesso's eyes looked over to the girl and for some reason, she felt a strange sense of familiarity surrounding the girl. It was the eyes... Those damn eyes that kept drawing her in like a moth to a flame. She felt the need to reach out and touch her. To hear the girl's voice. But instead Lesso refrained herself, backing away, stepping onto the podium.

"Grace and beauty first?" Dovey asked.

"Oh, if you insist, Clariss-"

"So glad you agree." Dovey cut her off as she let out a chuckle.

"Welcome first-year students! I am Professor Dovey. Dean of The School for Good." Dovey smiled.

"And I'm Lady Lesso! Dean of The School for Evil." Lady Lesso stepped forward, lifting her hand.

[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.”

[doesthatsuggestanythingtoyou]

So you're taking requests, huh? Could I ask for a Lady Lesso x Reader fic with a "secret" relationship? 😗 Something along the lines of Lesso having a whole damn family (like a wife and a kid or two) but no one at the school knows, maybe because they've never actually seen R. And then one day R comes to the school in search of her wife (for whatever reason, you decide) and basically everyone finds out and the students and other teachers are like "Lesso has a wife???". I've been exhausted lately and I could use some fluff and fun. ☺️

I thank you in advance and I hope you have a wonderful day! ✨️

Nemmy

> lady lesso x fem!reader

> requested? yes!

> content/warnings: pregnant R, shocking revelations, L finding fun in D's suffering

> a/n: this was adorable to write! i finally got to debut my OC, which is Millie/Millicent! 🥹 tysm for requesting!

To my Ever,

How has your month been? Has it been miserable since I left? Thought so. I wrote this letter for you to know I am not dead... yet. But I know Dovey is planning something. I don't hold it against her, I am a Never after all. Bringing and causing trouble is what we do. I deeply miss you, the corridors of the good side has never been empty. Your eyes are the only ones that make the Good side worth to step on. How are the little Never-evers? Tell me if Milicent has been causing any trouble, I would gladly send a flying lizard in her dreams. But what about the bun? Have they kicked yet? Do write to me whenever they do. I would love not to miss it, but the children here would not last a day without me. Yesterday, Hort tripped on a root in the Blue Forest and got himself bitten on every part of his body by the roses. What an idiot. That's all I can give you over letter, I'm counting the days I get to be with you and the little devils soon. I love you.

- Your Never

“Write to you huh?” You smirked and caressed your bump whilst Milicent laid on your lap. Brushing Milicent's hair from her face, you pinched the girl's cheek. “How about we take a little trip to Nemmy?”

As soon as you mentioned Leonora's name to your child, Milicent dropped to sit down on the floor and stared at you excitingly. “We're going to see Nemmy? Me wikey!”

You gave your eldest a chuckle. “You wikey, huh? Then go on, pack your things!” With that, Milicent ran off to her room.

Smiling to yourself, you gazed at the portrait of you and Leonora on your wedding day. “I miss you, my Never.”

---

“I swear! Lesso, you always do this!” Dovey stomped in front of Lesso and plopped down on the chair.

Rolling her eyes, Lesso scoffed and massaged her temples. “What have I done now, princess?” Dovey was driving her mad. Leonora knows she didn't do anything, yet here was her counterpart scolding her.

Dovey grumbled and sat up straight. Waving her hands, Dovey conjured a piece of paper and flicked it on Lesso's desk. “Were you ever going to tell me that you have a daughter?”

Lesso's eyes widened as she listened to Dovey and read the contents of the paper at the same time. Written on the paper was- ‘Can't wait to see you Nemmy! Love, Millie.’

Breathing heavily, Lesso closed her eyes and folded the paper in half, hiding it at a cabinet in her desk. “You–” Lesso pointed a finger to Dovey's direction. “will not speak of this. To anyone. Understand?”

Eyes widening, Dovey gulped and nodded frantically. Dovey has had her moments wherein Lesso has been vile, evil, and unmerciful. But the Lesso in front of her was different. Dovey noticed the passion fueled by love behind Lesso's eyes. Relaxing slightly, Dovey fiddled with her thumbs and leaned forward. “So– a family huh?”

Sighing and leaning back her chair, Lesso nodded and conjured a photo frame. “Yes. Millicent is five years, turning six next month. The bun is due for another two months.” She explained to her counterpart. Lesso found something to laugh about as she watched Dovey panicking.

Stretching her fingers and blowing her baby hairs, Dovey took it upon herself to not look into Lesso's eyes. “May I ask, who?”

Lesso raised her eyebrow at Dovey, making the Ever restate her question. “Who's the lucky Never?”

Dovey winced at her words and watched as Lesso's face went through different emotions the past minute before it settled into a mocking smile. “Oh no, you've got it all wrong, Clarissa.” Lesso smirked at Dovey, knowing that her revelation will shock the Dean of Good. “Y/N is an Ever.”

Dovey gasped and choked on thin air at Lesso's words. Y/N... THE Y/N?! “You–” Dovey pointed her index finger at Lesso. “married Y/N? THE Y/N?!”

Lesso shrugged and gave Dovey a victorious look. “Well.”

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Lunch came and Dovey found herself staring at Lesso and avoiding the Dean of Evil's eyes when Lesso shot her a look of annoyance. It wasn't that Dovey was... well surprised. She's more shocked than surprised. What she means is, Y/N of The Isle married someone like Lesso? The scariest person in their school.

Dovey continued to stare at Lesso, but her attention was gotten by a knocking on the door. Standing up, Dovey frowned when the fairies flew in one line. “The fairies never behaved like this before, Clarissa. What is happening?” Anemone, the one standing beside Dovey, asked the Dean.

But before Dovey could reply, a small child came barreling down the hall and ran towards Lesso.

“Nemmy! Nemmy!”

Every Ever and Never who had food in their mouths choked whilst the others had their jaws dropping as they saw the Dean of Evil stand up and meet the child halfway.

“Why hello there, sweet child.” Lesso knelt down and embraced the child whilst caressing her hair.

“Nemmy... I missed you! Did you see my wetter?” Millicent played with her mother's tie and looked up innocently.

Lesso hummed and nodded. “I did. Now where is your mother?”

Just as Millicent was about to answer, the fairies made way to the tired Ever. “Right here, m'love.”

Leaving Millicent a kiss on the forehead, Lesso motioned the child to run towards Dovey and Anemone as she waltz towards her wife. As you were arms length away, Lesso took your hand and dragged you towards her and locked you in an embrace. “How has my wife been?”

Not believing her eyes earlier, Anemone trusted her ears and gasped as she heard Lesso's question towards you. Leaning towards Dovey, she asked. “Lesso... has a wife?”

Millicent grinned up at Anemone and answered while holding up two fingers. “And a kid too!”

[v3nusxsky]

Hey!! I have a Lady Lesso request ❤️

Female reader and Lady Lesso have an exclusive D/s relationship. Reader is her submissive, not her gf and etc

Reader has feelings for her, but doesn’t talk about it cuz she’s too afraid to lose what she already has with Lesso

But something happened with reader (you choose, it can be the death of a family member/friend, depression etc), Lady Lesso notices there’s something wrong with reader and confortes her and makes reader feel cared for and better

Basically a mix between smut (BDSM obviously), angst and fluff LMAO

Also, if you’re willing to can you make it LONG? I really love your writing ❤️

Complicated| mixed

*Authors note~ gosh my requests are really clocking up rn so I'm doing my best to get through them guys! I'm so sorry it's taken so long really the next few months are hella hectic for me. Kinda changed it slightly to g!p but you could imagine it as an enchanted strap*

Trigger warnings~ dom/sub non romantic, g!p lesso 🤭 r has depression triggered by family abuse as a kid sh daddy leo praise degradation punishments, free use r somnophillia mentioned voice kink, bondage

Prompt~ see ask^^^^

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Bumping into Leonora at the cafe was the most unexpected yet magical thing you have ever experienced in this dull life. Something about the woman had you captivated, and no it wasn't just her extraordinary success in the legal word. Safe to say you caught her attention too, that's how she ended up slipping you her business card with two words scrawled beautifully across it, "call me" you weren't going to do it, after all it could've been a joke or perhaps you had imagined it all but the card sat in your wallet like a glowing reminder. She'd instructed you to call her and life seemed to push you towards doing so which is how you found yourself entering this agreement.

One small call ended up with you signing a contract with all the contents of being her submissive. Life had to be messing with you now, but then again it was about time you got something good in your life right? Leonora made it very clear that you could end the contract at any point like she could, strictly sex and nothing else but after care would always be given. She asked for details on your limits and hard nos she instructed you to choose a safe word and ensured you would want for nothing as her submissive and all you had to do was be at her beck and call. Easy right?

It was for the first six months, in those months you looked forward to the calls and texts from your dominant. Most of the time she sent a driver to come and bring you to her office, on the rare occasion you were called to her mansion where she would already be waiting in her play room, selecting out the toys she wished to use. Most of your punishments were carried out here as it was more of a practical clean up. You quickly learned that once after care was complete you were sent on your way, marked, sore and left with the beautiful memories of your time with her.

Some of your favourite encounters with her was the very very rare occasion you passed out in her bed and woke up to her girthy dick sheathed into your soaking cunt. Cock warming her until she was ready to use you again. Truly you were nothing more than her pretty little whore to use whenever she saw fit and that was something you'd began to like probably more than you should. Like wouldn't be the correct wording of course, you found yourself catching feelings for the red head but out of fear of losing the daddy dominant submissive relationship you have you decided it would be best to keep quiet. After all having her like this was better than not ever having her again. The idea of losing Leonora made your heart clench painfully.

You were a fairly good submissive really, only earning a few punishments here and there when you saw how stressed she was knowing it would help her relax, her favourite form of punishment was to edge you while you sat pretty of her dick warning it up for her to roughly fuck your throat until your make up trailed down your cheeks leaving you a needy mess in which she may even throw you over her lap and spank your pretty ass till it's all red. And yet you took it al like the good girl you are for her.

Leonora didn't truly realise her own feelings for you until she called for you and you never came. The disappointment and worry sat in her stomach like a rock leaving her more agitated as the hours trickled on. How could you not answer when she had summons you to! That went against the rules and the contract. You'd never broken a rule like this since the beginning, sure you could be a brat sometimes, but nothing unmanageable, truly you loved being her good girl so none of this made any form of sense to her now. Immediately, her mind jumped to the worst conclusions and that's where she decided being the head of her own firm got her privileges of her own, so she picked up what she needed and immediately set out to find you, first stop your apartment.

Leonora is a creature of habit, so it's to no ones surprise that she's had the same driver for years so he was absolutely use to ignoring what happened in the back of the car. Despite that he couldn't ignore the worried state of the normally stoic woman. "Ma'am? Are you alright?" He tentatively wondered out loud but was quickly met with the slamming of the divider in a response. Clearly Leonora wasn't in the mood for talking.

The car hardly came to a stop before the angry redhead was out and racing to the doors to find you. She wasn't exactly expecting to see your apartment absolutely trashed to high hell, which seemed very unlike what she had imagined, not only that there was shards of glass and some held a dried crimson tint. Immediately she began to panic and call for you, your submissive title, your name and even a love or darling may have slipped from her lips.

Finding you was the worst moment in her entire existence. Laid on your bed your arm littered in fresh bleeding cuts as you drifted in and out of consciousness. You skin seemed paler than before your hair knotted and tangled, the baggy shirt seemingly falling off your frame. How on earth could she have missed this?!

"Y/n?, my love please wake up darling" she demanded coming to apply pressure to the self inflicted wounds, wincing at your blood now staining her hands. "Let me go" you weakly mumbled trying to turn away from her. "No! Y/n ad your daddy I won't let you go! You're mine!" She all but snarled using her playing voice which seemed to trigger an innate response in your mind. "Leonora" you gasped in shock trying to rush to sit up, eyes darting around your depression room, "It's normally tidy I swear! Oh my gosh I'm so sorry daddy give me five minutes and I'll be ready for you!" You mumbled trying to stand up despite the wave of dizziness and her hands applying pressure to the wounds. "We aren't going to play right now darling, sit."

You sat back down, her tone leaving no room for arguments but her eyes somehow seeming softer than you've ever seen before. "Now, while I clean and bandage these, darling I demand you tell me what's been going on." You did as you were told of course, starting from the very beginning of your rough childhood and right up to the present day where you explained you'd been triggered off by a family visit, one of which they took great pride of telling you how worthless and unlovable you are. Hell one of your brothers even told you, "to earn money you may as well stand on the corner of the street, don't forget a bag over your face though otherwise no one will wanna touch you." You remember how they made you feel like you don't fit in there, like no matter how hard you try you just don't belong in their fancy world.

Leonora made sure you lived comfortably as per the contact so to hear such horrid words about the clothes and things she brought you just to see a small smile on her submissive before railing you into next week hurt. Leonora finished her work, satisfied they were properly taken care of before somehow producing the contract from her blazer pocket. "You see this darling?" She asked gaining your attention before tearing it apart. "Gone. No rules to stop me saying this. I love you Y/n truly I think I always have since that day in the cafe, I just wasn't ready to admit that I loved someone so beautiful. I'm setting you free Y/n to follow your heart, but never forget how I will always love you darling."

She loved you? Crazy. Insane. Unrealistic. But true. And by the way you slammed your lips onto her own she could tell that you love her too. So there was no need for contracts of deals when you both held love for each other. She could dote on you, spoil you, cuddle you and make love to you. You'd never feel this level of pain again, not on her watch. Your happiness will always come first. And she silently promised herself that she'd never leave you this long to check on you. Pulling away from your lips she moved to kiss each area of your bandaged arm, "you my darling girl, are so loved and worthy and I never want to see you hurting. Next time you come to daddy okay? I can help you my sweet girl."

It would take some time to navigate this new dimension to your relationship but none either one of you'd ever regret. Leonora was happy to take on you as her lover and her submissive and you soon found out you liked every side of the red head. The daddy dominant, the gentle lover and most of all your kickass lawyer of a soulmate. Life would finally look up for you and you couldn't wait.

Word count~ 1759

[iamverynormalaboutsge]

Are we just not going to talk about HOW exactly Aric got kicked out of the Arbed house? As far as I am concerned in that school they had boys who were evil to the rotten core and abandoned there by their parents in the hope the school reforms them, reshapes them, loves them into form, and some old ladies that were as equally as bad, acting like fairy Godmothers because in truth they knew how bad those kids actually were. So you will tell me that Kei, Rhian and the other boys and or old women kicked Aric out and Japeth had to just watch?

I mean that's my take on it because broski survived the woods long enough to be found and then kill a dog and attempt to kill the daughter of the family that saved him. And then we all know what he did when he ended up in the School for Good and Evil (Boys and Girls and then New Evil and Old Evil). I mean...? He is pretty wild, sure he has no magic(I mean he does but not to the extend of mastering it. He DID get a hole into Lady Lesso's shield with his finger glow that he either had unlocked as a kid or more likely Lady Lesso is a sorceress and her genes passed down to Aric), and sure he is pretty feral and brutal, primal if you may. But it messes me up how they somehow managed to take him out of the Arbed house if Aric cared for Japeth even in the slightest to then send him letters while he was at the school asking him to come back. Maybe he felt the need for an equal just how Tedros found an equal in Rhian instead of Chaddick? I mean I know they are cannon but I think of them and go 'toxic yaoi'. Also I can't help it but think that Aric is actually bi because come on. Come on he flirted with Sophie and Hester.

Excuse me but he just flirted with Hester right after he stabbed her just a few weeks/months ago (in the said moment when he did flirt with her to when the trial by tales happened). I don't know what his thinking process is to seduction but there certainly is a reason that Rafal(actually Rhian) looked at Aric and went 'this is my favourite subordinate now'.

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Hi i’m not sure if u write male reader and its okay if not but i was wondering if you could write one where m!student reader and platonic lesso like he’s making a song in a music room and its something like ‘boys don’t cry or boys will be bugs and lesso hears and he breaks down or smt and fluff but again its totally fine if not x

Hiiiii anon! Thank you for your request!! I wont write AMAB!Male, but I will write AFAB!Male. Hope you Enjoy ♥️

Can’t Pretend It Doesn’t Bother Me ~Soft!Leonora Lesso xAFAB Trans!Male!Reader

Mommy… Masterlist

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: age gap (All legal), angst, fluffy fluff, implied anxiety, implied anxiety attack, crying, comforting, hugging, physical comforting, etc.

Enjoy (:

You had found yourself in the music room. And you had sat down in defeat next to a harp.

Before you knew it, your hands were stringing the instrument and making beautiful sounds. Along with those beautiful notes, came your voice, getting more and more hoarse.

I’m a dumb teen boy

I eat sticks and rocks and mud

I don’t care about the government

The words and notes just flowed together. And so did your tears. More and more, the waterworks flowed down your face.

And I really need a hug

I feel stupid (stupid), ugly (ugly)

Pretend it doesn’t bother me

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Lesso was walking down the corridor, after reprimanding one of her more rebellious students. Her cane halted as she heard a faint melody coming from the music room.

I’m not very strong, but I’ll fuck you up if you’re mean to bugs

She could hear the harp being played and a choked voice singing along with the notes being played.

It’s getting cold down here underneath the weather

I skipped class to sit with you

I really like your sporty sweater

If ladybugs are girls How do you make kids together?

What’s it like in a female world?

I bet it’s just so much—

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You heard the door creak open, and you immediately stopped playing. You frantically wiped the many many tears away from your face. But you couldn’t make the tears stop.

You looked up and saw the one and only dean of evil, Lady Lesso, standing across the music room. You gulped. She stared at you, not saying a word.

“I’m sorry… I’ll go…” you muttered.

“No!” Lesso exclaimed.

You looked up puzzled and a little afraid.

Lesso relaxed her face and spoke softer, “Please, continue.”

You gulped and nodded, moving your hands back to the instrument. You began to pluck the notes once more and accompany the melody with your hoarse voice.

I just turned 14

And I think this year I’m gonna be mean

Don’t mess with me, I’m a big boy now, and I’m very scary

I punch my walls, stay out at night, and I do karate

Don’t message me ‘cause I won’t reply, I wanna make you cry

Ain’t that how it’s s’posed to be?

Though it… it isn’t me…

B-Boys will… be b-bugs… right…?

By the last few lines, you and your voice was falling apart. Your hands dropped from the harp and your head fell in your hands as you sobbed.

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Lesso froze for a minute as you combusted in the music chair in which you were sitting. Her instincts were conflicted…

On one hand, she had the urge to smack you and tell you to get it together.

On the other hand, her heart cracked at your position, and she wanted to come over and comfort you forever.

Lesso knew that you had troubles. Troubles with friends. Trouble at home. Troubles mentally. Knowing this only made the redhead feel for you even more.

She cautiously approached the crying student in front of her, stretching her arm out to rub your back lightly.

You jumped slightly as you felt the deans hand on your back. But you were quick to get used to the touch, and you even leaned in for more. You whimpered slightly as her hand eventually retracted. But then you saw that the woman was getting a chair and pulling it up next your yours.

Lesso sat down next to you and put her hand on your back once more. Her touch seemed to relax you, she noted.

“Take deep breaths.” She instructed.

The red head hummed in satisfaction when her instructions were followed. She placed her other hand on your outer thigh, rubbing circle patterns on it. She noticed that you were getting your breathing under better control.

“Thank you…” you hesitantly whispered.

You half expected the dean to just leave as you uttered those words, but she didn’t.

“Anytime, sweet boy.” The woman comforted.

Her hand then moved from your thigh to your chin, and it swiveled your head to meet her gaze.

“It’s okay to cry, you know that right?”

Your lip quivered and you nodded shakily, before more tears erupted. You instinctually put your head into the deans shoulder.

Lesso hummed as your head found comfort in her shoulder.

“But don’t you ever tell anyone I told you that…” she teasingly warned, causing you to chuckle lightly.

~~~

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[farahtissaiamyloves]

Hey I have another idea for lady lesso-arranged marriage again.so let's say there kid grow up and she's a teen right. Remember y/ns ex's sister, ya her let's say she'd had a kid of her own but is a little younger than lessos and y/ns daughter but they knew who she was and bullied her cause of her mom, leonora Lesso. Y/n finds her beaten up and conforts her, lesso soon fines y/n and her daughter and conforts them first before killing y/ns ex's sister and kid...

Maybe later on they go relax in the lake and there daughter revenges y/ns lost from when lesso and y/n had a water fight in the tub when y/n was pregnant. Yknow from the 2nd arranged marriage

-also you can call me rose 🌹 if u you'll like

Arranged Marriage - part 4

Part 3

For everybody's surprise, your precious baby was actually sorted into the good side of the school; sides still existed even if the schools were united.

Your daughter was dressed as an ever princess, with the only difference being that the colors of her dresses were dark.

Surprisingly, the notorious dean of evil accepted her daughter's situation and did nothing to make her feel bad for it.

Many were the people who were sure about your daughter's disownment, including your ex's annoying sister, who apparently got jealous about you having a baby and not her.

So, in no time, she got her parents to marry her off and had a baby daughter two years younger than yours.

Leonora was quite unnerved when you informed her about the whole thing.

Choosing not to act on instinct and waste her daughter's childhood in prison, the dean did not proceed into murder and was left burning in rage at Smaragda's (Phillips' sister) childlike jealousy.

Little did she know how poorly she would regret this decision.

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You returned to your shared little home (because after your daughter reached a significant age, both you and your wife agreed to a new place with bigger space) before Leonora, who was busy torturing a young never in her Doom Room.

Apparently, the kid tried to do a little prank on the dean but failed miserably.

You shrugged it off, kicking off your heels with a sigh of relief.

The beginning of the year was equivalent to new students thinking that the world was theirs for the taking.

You remembered your daughter's first day at the school and how proud she was when Professor Anemone congratulated her for the perfect smokey eye that Leonora taught her how to achieve.

With a smile on your face, you walked to your bedroom so you would finally get rid of your corset after a whole day of work.

However, passing outside the closed door of your daughter's room, you heard sniffing.

Forgetting about your corset, you immediately opened the door and looked at your daughter.

She was lying on her bed, with her back facing you, silently crying.

Like every normal mother, you approached your daughter and sat next to her on the bed.

" Darling, it's okay. Everything is going to be alright. " You assured her taking her in your arms.

The girl shook her head. " No, mom. You don't understand. "

You started caressing her red locks, a movement that never failed to soothe her. " Then explain to me what happened. "

She took a deep breath, pulling herself slightly away from you. " I am a freak. "

You froze, your brain running miles per second. " Excuse me ? "

She swallowed hard, staring dead serious at you. " You heard me. "

You were beyond confused, and like her mother, your daughter wasn't explaining her train of thoughts. " What made you think so ? "

" Philippa. "

A single name. Yet one that filled you with unexpected rage.

Smaragda did not only give her brother's name to her daughter but also brought her here to torment yours.

" What did Philippa do to you, my dear ? " You asked, feeling concerned.

She shrugged. " She and her friends tried to beat me up but were too slow. The thing is that they said some really bad stuff about me being a freak and you - "

Your daughter stopped herself by putting a hand on her mouth.

" What ? What did they call me ? Darling, you know that I don't mind being called things by some stupid teenagers, right ? " You tried to make her talk.

" Maybe you don't, but I do. " A voice sound from the entrance of the room.

You both turned to see Leonora Lesso's hardened gaze set on the floor.

She was thinking. Planning.

You didn't want to learn to what for.

" Mooooom.... For how long had you been standing there ? " The girl stuttered.

" Long enough. Now, spit it out. You know, dear, I have no patience. " Leonora took a step inside the room, staring at her daughter, titling her head to the side and giving her signature evil smirk.

" No. No. No. If you do anything, they'll keep calling us even more horrible names. " The girl defended.

Leonora's eyes sought yours, finally understanding where the 'freak' term came from.

" If you don't want people to annoy you, you can simply murder them in their sleep. " The dean stated.

Your daughter's pupils dilated at the implication. " Mom. You.... You can't just kill people, can you ? "

The evil professor crossed her hands over her chest and gave her a stern look. " I can do everything to ensure the safety and the happiness of my family. "

She gasped and turned to you. " Mom, you can't support this. Philippa is a fellow ever. "

You smiled sadly, patting the young woman's back. " Some people are way too toxic to let you go. You may think that you can ignore them, but they only seek and find happiness in your misery. Believe me, darling, sometimes the best way to ensure your peace is by.... letting your mother handle it. "

The girl was beyond shocked. " So, you are fine with murder ? But. But you are good. "

" And way too innocent for my liking, but surprisingly opposites appeal to each other. " Leonora cut in.

You chuckled as Leonora walked to you and bent down to kiss the top of your head.

Your daughter was speechless. She awaited such behavior from Leonora, but you too ?

" Back to our business, now. What did that bitch call your mother ? "

The young ever looked at the ground, feeling ashamed. " Whore. " She whispered.

" Oh, darling... " You said, taking your daughter in your hands as she started crying once again.

Leonora's fist clenched at the sight of her child at that state. " Just give me a week, and I'll take care of it. "

The teen's head left your shoulder to look at her furious mother. She threw the best puppy eyes she could muster in her direction.

The dean sighed, joining the two of you on the bed and wrapping her hands around her family.

" Listen, girls. You are the most amazing and important thing that has ever happened to me. I love you more than I love myself, and I'm willing to do everything to keep you safe and happy. " Leonora caressed the back of her daughter's head and kissed her forehead.

" Mommy will handle both of them. She promises that. "

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Once again, you were wearing black, this time, though, you were not pregnant.

Apparently, both mother and daughter went through a horrific accident. They suffered a tiny bit before eventually dying in the hospital.

Nobody really knew what happened. One time, Smaragda was driving on her line. The next, she got the car stuck at a tree.

Nobody knew about Leonora fabricating a whole operation just to make sure that she would have them both at one spot, successfully taking care of them, and not being seen at all.

However, Leonora completed her mission as the professional everyone knew she was.

Everybody suspected, everybody knew, yet nobody could prove anything.

Leonora was innocent in the eyes of justice, and it was officially proven.

You said your condolences to Smaragda's parents, the only people you partly petied.

Losing a son, a daughter, and a granddaughter to the same woman.

However, if they were as good as they claimed, their children and grandchild wouldn't have been such bitches, would they ?

Your daughter may have been a tiny shaken but after realizing that she no longer has to fear of being bullied while walking around the school, she felt liberated.

The wonderful day ended with your family paying a visit to the lake.

You spent the time mostly in your wife's embrace as your little girl swam around.

Then, out of the blue, the young redhead emerged from the water and started splashing water at both of you.

Gasping and realizing what's about to take place, you swam away from both of them and watched the biggest fight happening in front of you.

After what felt like ages, your wife gave up, resulting in your daughter finally avenging your loss.

Leonora shook her head playfully and hugged her daughter, telling her congratulations.

What a happy family you had.

[nattspencer]

Awakening

Lady Lesso X Reader

Summary: Always competing with Lesso for the first of the class, the red head finally demands to have the Reader’s mother diary.

A/N: English is not my first language, I’m really sorry for any mistakes. This took me forever to write and to be honest I didn’t quite like the result, i’m really sorry for whoever requested this story but beilieve me, that was the best I could pull off, also, sorry for taking it so long. As always, I’ll still be trying my best to write great stories, so if you have any ideas and want to send me a request, I might take long, but I’ll try my best!

Warnings: bad language, mentios of smut, betrayal, angst, fluffy parts, no happy ending

Word count: 3.6k

The GIF is not mine.

          Some days you wish just not to have been born at all. Being the daughter of someone so well known, feared and respected like your mother meant that there was always a huge amount of pressure on top of you, even when you were just a kid, for you to be the best of the new generation, to achieve what your mother couldn’t, to bring evil to its golden age, or better, to its darkest age, to do what no one else could and bring glory to your family. And seriously? You couldn’t hate more all of this bullshit.

          Not that you didn’t want to be great, powerful or evil, no, the sight of people being tortured, terrified and broken was just too amusing to resist, the screams were your lullaby, you definitely wanted all of that, however, all of the pressure about it on top of your own perfectionism absolutely drives you crazy. One thing was wanting to be great, another completely different thing was to be demanded to be great, otherwise you would bring disgrace to the name of your mother, foreshadow all of what she accomplished and bury her legacy into forgetfulness.

          The days where the pressure became too hard to bear by yourself were the days you missed your home the most. Diablo of course always put that states for your raising and education way up high in the stratosphere, always urging to unleash the very bad parts of you, just as your mother would wish if she were alive, nevertheless, he was also your rock, your safe place to crumble, to put yourself back together again, and safety was definitely the hardest thing to have when you were a Never. Trust no one, that was the ultimate rule.

          Surrounded by people yet always lonely, that was the fate assigned for you. Don’t get me wrong, you had your fair pair of friends that actually seemed very loyal to you, however none of them scored as high as you on the tests, and you knew better than trusting blindly on people, that was an Ever’s thing to do. Deep down you worried that they were only your friend because you had been given your mother’s diary, which among other things, contained tips and tests questions about every single subject in the school. 

          All this worry and caution nonetheless, were unconsciously thrown up in the air when the subject was a silly smart devious reader that had been battling with you for the number one position in your classes. Leonora of woods beyond, now Lady Lesso, was the furthest and the closest thing of a true friend you had. Furthest because you were always fighting, teasing and deriding each other, she was absolutely infuriating and would do everything in her power to outrival you. Closest because she was the only one that actually understood you, your only company to your cold sleepless studying nights, and something within you just��� liked her.

          Something also tells you that she might not despise you as much as she tries to portray. It wasn’t rare to find yourself waking up in the library with an unknown warm blanket resting carefully upon your shoulders, the scent of ginger tea and petrichor intoxicating your senses, lulling you into a peaceful, deserving sleep. Somehow you never had any of your usual nightmares in these nights, of course, you blamed your unbelievable state of tiredness, never fully wanting to admit how much the redhead had grown on you.

          Your own blanket also rested on her shoulders a few times, the library as the whole school of evil was especially uncomfortably cold at the late hours, and you would never just see her shivering body shrink and do nothing about it, maybe if she was someone else. 

          Returning the given blankets back, however, was a particularly fun activity to do. None of you wanted to lose and admit that they were grateful for the small gesture, so it always led to an insane battle of flirting and teasing that was amusing for both of you.

          “Here, your blanket, little dove” You said handing her black fluffy blanket back, for some reason you slept with it the whole night, even when you were at your own dorm.

          “Oh, did it serve well the damsel in distress?” Lesso said with a snare smile and a raised eyebrow.

          “It did my mighty knight, it was really comforting and cozy, thank you for caring so much for little old me, I might be growing a little too big in that rotten heart of yours” Your voice was in a higher pitch, trying to impersonate the way some ever princess speak.

          “My, my, rotten heart, you really say the most delightful things baby girl, maybe your mouth isn’t so bad after all” Her left hand pressed against the stone wall with her weight at the side of your head, half trapping you there.

          “Oh no, my mouth is as bad as its owner, but that doesn't mean it can’t drive you crazy” A mischievous smile painted your lips.

          “You bark a lot little minx, your bite must not be so exquisite after all” Your faces were inches apart and challenge was dancing in your and Lesso’s eyes, the high difference making her look slightly down.

          “Who knows? I haven’t heard any complains tho” You shrug.

          “Low standards is definitely something around this place” Lesso says leaning backwards and dropping her hand from the wall, recomposing herself in a indifference façade.

          “Guess you would have to find it for yourself. Too afraid you might like it a little too much?” Your hands boldly touches underneath her chin in a father like motion.

          “You wish” The last thing you see is a dramatic roll of her eyes before she starts walking again, her blanket between her hands.

          Sometimes, just like now when she wasn’t looking or paying any attention, you got the strange habit of noticing the little things about her. You could draw by heart the shape of her back, and would recognize her in any type of crowd. The sharp edges of her face, the beautiful curls of her red cascade, the cruelty and determination in her eyes facing something new, the way her face twists when she can’t quite understand some subject, her habit of slightly taping her long fingers on the desk when she is anxious, well, you could spend hours just naming all of it, actually, thinking about it now, that’s kinda weird, nonetheless you can’t deny, she is absolutely hot. 

          Also, from time to time, you could feel her eager eyes on your figure when you were doing something else, normally it would be just a sting in your spine and when you tried to look back at her she would distracted by some other thing, however, you knew better and caught her looking at you though random reflections in the room once or twice. You always wondered why, maybe she was just trying to have any type of wicked ideas about what her next prank would be, but something about the look in her eyes on those occasions just made your stomach twist and flip on itself. Odd.

          Hundreds of snowflakes fell thick out of the window now, painting everything pale, dead and white. It was the middle of the finals test week, soon enough you would be home with some cozy hot chocolate made by your favorite bird that because of one of your mother’s gifts, could turn itself human to take care of you. Tiredness weighed heavy on your shoulders and more than anything your mother’s diary was your safehouse, not because it had the answers for the test, but because it made you feel closer to her. She passed away when you were only ten years old, and honestly, she could be bad and all, but there wasn’t a single day you didn’t miss her. 

          Two tests left, just this, two tests and you are ready to go. These were the thoughts that kept you going though that day, your eyes were clouded due the lack of sleep and all you wanted was burying yourself in your bed. While returning some books to the library before going to your chambers, you saw her slim figure in one of the desks, Lesso’s hand barely supporting her sleepy head, falling constantly in and out of the morpheus realm. You knew she was just stubborn enough to keep like that for hours, your conscious self decided to just tease and play with her, however, the buried, cover, forbidden, parts of you wanted her to go quickly to bed, she deserved to rest. 

          “As much delicious the sight of you drooling is, I don’t think it’s worth ruining a perfectly good book, especially at the test week” You stood behind her and sneakily bend down to whisper the words in her ear, watching closely her body reacts to you as she startle slightly, making you be able to see in first hand her scruffs’ hair rising.

          “Says the one who doesn’t even have to study by the books. Mommy’s girl is too good for that” The woman said in a monotone voice, her last words dripping with venom while she turned to look directly at you. In response your body straighten and you look down at her seated position.

          “As if I didn’t get to see your ugly face almost every day in this ragged old dusty library. I study as much as you do Lesso, don’t blame my mother’s diary for you being often second best” You knew you hit the wasp nest, but the flame and rage in her eyes just made her so much more attractive. She immediately got up and stared at your eyes, no personal space between you.

          “Say that again to my face” The taller woman dared you inches away from your head, her breath fanning your features sending a chill around your spine and making your stomach twist in a weird way. You could see the devil in her façade and her voice would make any great villain feel like an naive hero.

          “No need for getting all worked up baby girl, you know you always put on a good fight” You smiled, this woman definitely drives you mad, in this villainess mode then, for hades sake she just looks luscious.

          “Don’t underestimate me just because I wasn’t born in this place” She hissed between her teeth.

          “Oh, I would never think of it, I’m well aware of the threat you are” Your left hand drifted between one of her red curls, toying purposelessly with it “Sometimes I wish you were put on the school for good, just to have you as my own witted nemesis” There was a glimmer of desire in your eyes and you could see a fire roaming and dancing behind her own.

          “As much as being good disgusted me, having killing you as my destiny makes me quite amused” Her lips twisted in the most blissful way, full of lust and cruelty.

          “Likewise darling. Now, if you excuse me, I’ll go to sleep as this is a important part of the learning process, and I would recommend you to do the same, if you still wanna put up a good fight tomorrow” You said stepping away from her, your smile never left your lips.

          “Do your worst little Mal” The nickname she gave you after your mother, Maleficent slipped from her mouth in a challenging voice.

          “Oh I always do, hellish dreams, Leonora” That was the last words you said, already on the way to your dorm.

          Your heart was pounding fast on your ribcage as it always does when you get to be this close with the red head, your stomach was equally strange, but there was a large grin painted across your face. Secretly you loved the effect she had on you, and you loved even more the effect you knew you had on her, seeing all her little subtle reactions were more amusing then you dared to admit. 

          Surprisingly calm, that’s how you would define today’s test. It wasn’t easy, actually it was very far from it, only you and Lesso were the ones to put up a fight and get almost all the questions right, however, in the end, as usual, you managed - barely - to beat her and get the first place. If eyes could kill, you would probably be dead by now, normally you wouldn’t care for things like that, but she just gets so much prettier when she is pissed, and you just loved being the one dragging those expressions to the surface. 

          After the test you headed straight to your chambers, as always at this time, you were a bit too exhausted and you already had studied for the last test tomorrow, all you really needed was a big refreshing time of sleep, so when you woke up, you could just go over your notes and be able to do the test with full attention. 

          Fogged minded and sleepy you walk carelessly to your dorm, when suddenly something throws you roughly against the cold hard stone walls of the castle, her scent invading your nostrils as she has a hand painfully tight on your throat. Her breath fanned your face and her sculptural body was tied into yours.

          “Give me the fucking diary” The way she swears just did something between your legs.

          “I don’t think so beauty, that’s private property i’m afraid” You said with a snare smile.

          “And since when a Never cares about it? I want it, I’ll take it, I’ll claim it” The hand on your throat tightness slyly and her left grabbed your face roughly.

          “Oh… did I just make you so very frustrated you needed to assault me for it? Tsc tsc you should study harder little lamb” You said playing with fire.

          “You’re cheating you filthy bitch, you have the fucking answers” Lesso spat the words at your face and you could feel her breath fanning roughly your hair.

          “Oh your mouth really says the most delicious things baby girl. However, I’m afraid I don’t give a fuck, nor our teachers” The snare smile never left your lips, you were supposed to be scared, or concern, or trying to free yourself however, you now find yourself enjoying every single second of it.

          “I could kill you right here right now” Lesso threatens again.

          “But you won’t, because you adore toying with me as much as I adore toying with you” Your left hand is now drafting between her red curls.

          “I can find new pets” She said with a raised eyebrow but a well known smile was creeping on her lips.

          “Not in this school, not in the same way we toy my little pet. You desire me Leonora” Your hand is now caressing her scruff scratching it and pulling it, while your right embraced her waist, dragging her even closer to you, as if it was even possible.

          “The feeling it’s not unilateral, I can see your hungry eyes on little old me every time I get closer” Her right hand left your face and enchase itself on your own waist, while she caressed the skin of your neck with her left thumb, still grabbing your throat.

          “Perhaps we could use this anger of yours to do something way more ravishing” You asked biting your lips at staring at her own.

          “Why do you get so much more attractive like this, fuck-” Her lips crashed on yours harshly and her hands squeezed your waist deliciously, everything in your conscious went black, as all you could feel was her, her body, her hands. 

          Didn’t take long for her tongue to meet yours, and god, it was better than any daydream you could ever dare to have. You let her dominate while a deep moan ripper though your throat making her groan in response. The cold weather of the castle faded, everything turned hot as flaming blazes roamed in a decaying empire and both of your bodies weld like cast iron. 

          When air was needed and the kiss needed to be broken, Lesso’s devious mouth didn’t dare to rest. It traveled sinuously down to your neck, kissing, sucking, biting, bruising everything along the way as you gasp for air. Half of your fogged mind remind you that you were in the middle of the dark corridor near your room and if someone passed by you would be screwed, and not in a good way, but damn, it was so fucking hard to think anything coherent when she was almost eating your neck off.

          “Less- Leo-” You tried to say when a moan erupted on your throat as she just sucked the right place “My room. Now” That was all you could manage to say.

          “Lead” She said, detaching from your neck and looking at your eyes, breathless. 

          Taking a long deep breath, you grabbed her collar and dragged her towards your room. As soon as you arrived you opened the door and pushed her roughly in, closing it behind you as you pinning her, your mouth finding its way to its newest addiction, her own.

          No sound will ever be as pleasant as the sound of her voice issuing the lowest notes as she moans delightfully, when your mouth finds the right spots on her neck, sucking and abusing her skin just as she did with yours. 

          In that room evening turned into night as the hours faded in pure pleasure. You and Lesso fucked, had sex and loved eachother blissfully as you toggle between showing your truest feelings and succumb into the deepest pleasure full of roughness and devilish delight. You didn’t count how many times you and her cummed together, how many times you felt her taste and she felt yours, however you only stopped when your bodies couldn’t physically keep up with your desire, and begged you to give yourselves up to the sound sleep waiting for you.

          A wet red mane was spreaded across your sweat chest, as Leonora’s body rested tangled on yours. Your right hand gently caressed her scalp, and your left drew incomprehensible symbols on the small of her naked back. Only a thin sheet covered half of your bodies and for the first time in many many months, you finally felt at home, with her in your arms. 

          “I wish we fought less” You said almost in a whisper, staring at the ceiling.

          “Why?” Lesso asks sleepy.

          “So I could finally get to really know you” Your eyes drift slowly towards her “Not only by your mannerisms. I see you Leo. But I wish I could truly talk to you, get to know how you truly are without the shell you and I have built to ourselves”

          “Leo?” She asked raising her head from your chest and facing you.

          “Yeah, sorry, nevermind, forget what I said” Your eyes avoid her and the ceiling looks suddenly so much more interesting.

          “No, I like it” Lesso gently turns your head towards her, her eyes so much softer than you ever saw “My mom used to call me Leo” She confesses.

          “Can I call you like that?”

          “Only when we are alone”

          “Only when we are alone” You repeat as she lays again against you.

          “I see you too” 

          “What?” You ask gently.

          “I see the little things you do, how you try your best in everything you do, how your eyes frown when something doesn’t go as you expected, how you smile slightly when some of your friends achieve good grades” She sighs “What I wanna say is that I see you, and I like what I see”

          “I really like you too”

          “Maybe when this test week is over, we could have a lunch, and maybe we could talk, in that silly way you want”

          “Good”

          “Good” That was the last thing you said and heard before the tiredness came over your body and you surrendered to Morpheus' realm.

          That night was so much more than you could ever dared to dream, however, the higher you get, the greater the fall. A hot unpleasant ray of sunshine striked your face rudely, making you wake up annoyed and almost blind by the strong light that came through the window. You sit down lazely and rub your eyes, realization hits you as Leonora can’t be found nowhere, the drawer you kept your mother’s diary laying open, broken into, just as the piece of your dying heart shattered. 

          You should know better. You are a N.E.V.E.R, you only get nightmares, not dreams, and it was as if the destiny wanted to show where you belong, what is your place, as someone who doesn’t deserve a happy ending, as an rotting person who is dead long before your heart strikes for the last time. You are not loved, everyone who loved you is dead, and soon Diablo will be too, so you are left there, alone, as it was supposed to be.

          While tears stream down your face and you die a little more, all you managed to do was to clap your hands. Well played Lesso, toying with one just to get what you want, betraying their trust, using them, making them feel loved, god that was just the cherry on top, so cruel, so perfect, it was a masterpiece indeed. Any teacher would be proud of her, and she definitely got first place this time, but you will make sure it is the last one. Every villain needs an awakening, she was yours. Even if your rotting heart dares to love her, you would rip it from your chest and bury it, you don’t deserve happiness anyways.

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Lady Lesso x Female Reader - Babysitter

Shipping; Lady Lesso x Female Ever (Teacher) Reader

Category; fluff 

Warning(s); none

Summary; Ever!Reader comes to the school of good one day with her daughter in need of some assistance to look after her and luckily for her the dean of evil has no schedules for the day. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Narrator’s POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“She’s so adorable!” Dovey exclaims watching the little girl playing with her toy dragon. “Thank you!” Y/n responds watching her daughter entertaining herself with a smile on her face. “So do you think you’ll be able to babysit her?” Y/n asks the dean of good with hope in her eyes. Dovey sighs and it’s obvious as to where this was going. “No sorry, I would love to look after her trust me but I’m simply all scheduled for a whole month, with all these new readers it’s all a disaster” Y/n looks at the ground in disappointment not because of Dovey’s full schedule but cause she has no one to look after her daughter while she’s staying with her before she has to go back to her father’s home for another year. “It’s all well Dovey, I understand your busy schedule as the dean of good” Y/n assures her and gives her a small smile and Dovey returns it with a appreciative one. “Well, I have to be one my way I have tons of lessons ahead of me” Dovey makes her way to Y/n cupping her face before placing a kiss on Y/n’s forehead. “Sorry I couldn’t look after the angel” she says with her hands still on Y/n’s cheeks. “Dovey it’s all good, thanks anyway” Y/n places a hand on the hand on her cheek leaning into her best friends touch. “You’ll be okay right?” Y/n nods in response. “Okay, goodbye Y/n, stay good!” Dovey lets go of her friend before exiting the room making her way to her lessons. “Welp that’s everyone Tulip who will you be with now?” Y/n says making her way to her daughter who was struggling to stand on her two feet and tripping halfway through the struggle while making an ‘off’ sound and Y/n chuckles at the sight. 

“Urgh, Dovey I hope your not intending on-” a pair of clicking heels makes it’s way to the door and a familiar voice which Y/n could recognize from anywhere. The door opens to reveal a certain redhead which Y/n had been desperately trying to avoid ever since she announced about her marriage to a prince. It wasn’t because she was avoiding to be teased by it but cause she had always had a certain attraction towards the redhead but knew she wouldn’t most likely replicate those exact feelings for her, not cause she’s evil but cause Lesso’s not one to fall in love, especially with a basic ever. The redhead’s beautiful green-blue orbs lock with that of Y/n’s but they quickly shift towards the youngling next to her. A smirk forms across Lesso’s lips as she makes her way towards the little kid who seemed to be mesmerized by the red, curly and messy hair. “Well, well what do we have here?” she says, cane in hand and heels clicking as she effortlessly walks graceful towards Tulip. Y/n was quick and stood between the dean of evil and her daughter. “Lesso, unfortunately Dovey isn’t here so you’ll have to come back another time” Y/n says sternly staring into the dean’s eyes as the redhead before gripping on her cane and towering over Y/n and moving her to side before breaking eye contact and standing before the purple haired baby. 

“So your the little product of the prince and your ever mother, huh youngling?” she says kneeling to the baby’s height and Tulip just stares back at the redhead before placing her small hand on Lesso’s face patting it over and over again. Lesso just closes her eyes to prevent getting hurt in the eye. She pulls away the baby’s hand away from her face and slowly opens her eyes to spot the baby before her giggling with a toothless smile. Something in her eyes glints as she  realizes something and Y/n notices this and asks the dean what’s wrong but only to receive a nothing from the redhead who shook away the thought and over to Y/n. “What are you doing here in Dovey’s office?” Lesso asks crossing her arms across her chest “I suppose I could ask you the same thing” Y/n replicates her action and Lesso raises her eyebrow at the new found confidence and attitude, she was used to Y/n ignoring her every word so the fact that she is even talking to her is very surprising for the dean. “Hm, well I asked first so, you snooze you lose” she says making a fake pouting expression as the little youngling still next to her holds onto her trench coat tugging on it playfully. 

Y/n sighs before decided to drop the argument over nothing and answering the question. “Well if you must know, I was asking Dovey in hopes of her being able to look after Tulip while I take care of some work and my classes for the day cause her babysitter quite yesterday” Lesso nods her head in understanding Y/n’s situation. “Well you now I could look after the little flower” Lesso suggests and Y/n raised her eyebrow at the dean’s request and the nickname she had given her daughter. “Little flower?” “Oh, don’t be jealous, I still call you my Little Rose as always, Darling~” Lesso replies before sending a wink Y/n’s way followed by a wide and sly smirk and Y/n is taken aback by the name calling and felt the heat on her face and neck. “Oh, did I make you flustered? Little Rose~” she teases and Y/n falls silent, all those feeling she spent years locking up were now climbing back to her and she was to stunned to speak. She was lost in thought till a pair of arms wrapping around her leg take her out of her trace and she looks down to see her daughter drawing on Y/n’s white outfit with crayons she had found. “Tulip! No!” Y/n scolds at her daughter who just chuckled loudly while giggling happily, Lesso saw this and started laughing out loud, leaning forward and holding her stomach which was aching in pain from the laugh.

 She finally regains her self wiping away a tear before speaking “You know I wouldn’t be shocked if she ever became a Never” Y/n rolled her eyes before leaving the room towards Dovey’s bathroom while shouting loud enough for Lesso to hear “I’ll be back in a second!” “Sure!” Lesso replies back as she makes her way to Tulip, lifting her up in her arms and makes her finer glow creating a note and placing it on the table. “I’m sure your mommy will thank me later my Little Flower” Tulip started to play with Lesso’s hair in amusement, amazed by the soft and curly texture and Lesso laughs at the sight. “Your coming with me” 

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Walking out of the bathroom, Y/n sighs in relief seeing the stain was successfully gone. “Alright, I’m h-” Y/n stops half way in her sentence looking up and realizing that Lesso was already gone and Tulip had also disappeared. She was about to storm out of the room in rage till she spots a crimson red note with a black thread around it, laying on the coffee table. Picking it up she reads it and her eyes widen in shock of the letter. 

Dear My Little Rose,

I’m already well aware of your flaming rage and I would like to say, “I have not regrets whatsoever” I understand your situation and I’d like to help you, I have no lessons to attend to for the day and seeing that the Little Flower is a naughty rascal, and would gladly be willing to look after her while in your absence. 

However, I shall not do this all from the bottom from my cold stone heart, so you’ll have to repay and no, you shall not choose how to repay, I already have the perfect request. So I expect you in my office at midnight and you shalt arrive exactly at midnight than the Little Flower shall be will me forever.

So I’d keep track of the time if I were you, and please were something...nice. Enjoy your lessons, or not. 

Ta Cherie, 

Leonora Lesso 💘;-)

 “Leonora!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Lesso’s POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Laying on my bed I watch as Tulip flips over herself numerous times as she tries to get up. “You really are your mother’s daughter aren’t you?” I say as she looks at me jumping and giggles sweetly showing her toothless mouth. Cute. “Guess that means your also the Prince Of Arendelle’s daughter as well, huh?” I sigh in exhaustion, and Tulip crawls her way to me trying to climb onto my lap. She whines as she fails and falls on her butt. “Alright, alright I got you, Little Flower” picking her up I place her on my lap and she smiles widely at me placing her hands on my nose. She then moves them to my eyes and I stick my tongue out hearing her laugh warm-heartedly. She moves her hands from my eyes to my mouth and covers them, opening my mouth her first four fingers make their way inside and I close my mouth slightly biting her fingers while making a growling sound like a dog. And she laughs trying to get her fingers out and I keep them in my mouth shaking my head still growling. She closes her eyes as my hair brushes repeatedly on her face while I shake my head, and she chuckles loudly enough for anyone passing by to hear. 

It’s been five hours since I took her from Dovey’s office and now the time was now 8pm in the evening. I decided to skip breakfast and instead use my finger glow to whip up a bowl of baby food. “Strawberry flavoured, you don’t strawberries, right Little Flower?” I ask Tulip as she continues to play with a maroon coloured teddy bear that I had given to her. It was once mine when I was a youngling like her and was given to me by my Aunt. She was the only person who cared for me and loved me better than my own parents who would rather argue and physically harm one another till blood could be seen on them. Why didn’t I run away? Why didn’t I tell anyone about this? Not even Dovey for has been with me since the day I came to this world.

 It’s cause at the end of my day their my parents, they birthed me, they’re the reason of my living and would be upset about it but I can’t, not when cause of being alive I got to have an amazing and loving aunt, a supportive and loyal best friend who was with me even when Rafal tortured me and a person who I truly love, in a romantic way. I’m not one for romance and tried my best to hate it once I realized that I was Rafal’s little toy, but it’s hard to do so when the person I love is as magnificent, as gorgeous and intelligent as any other person I had ever seen. But those feeling are useless since that person is in a loving marriage and has a beautiful child. 

“Ma-” taken away from my daydreaming I look at the little baby before me who was looking at me smiling sweetly. “What did you say, Little Flower?” “Ma-” she says pausing struggling to pronounce the word. “What is it? Ma?” “Ma-, Mama!” “Aw, do you want your Mama?” “Mama!” she says crawling to me and then making it to my legs placing her hands on top of them as she tries to stand on her own two feet. “Mama! Mama!” she says jumping up and down and I laugh at her excitement. I try to calm her down, reaching into my pocket picking out my pocket watch and checking the time to that it’s exactly midnight. “Well Little Flower, I believe it’s time for us to go see Mama, what do you think?” “Mama!” she cheers happily and I smile softly, carrying her into my arms while opening a portal to my office. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Third Person POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Lesso walks throw the portal and ends up in her office to spot the woman of her dreams standing before her. “Lesso” “Y/n, I suppose you got the note” Lesso says looking down at the crimson red note held in Y/n’s perfect hands and wrapped around her gentle fingers. “Yes I did, now could please have my baby back?” Y/n asked looking over to her sleepy daughter who was in Lesso’s arms with her eyelashes flattering trying to keep her eyes open. “Sure, it’s time for her to sleep and she won’t do it unless she seems her mother” Handing over the tired aby over to her mother, Tulip cries loudly trying to get out of her mother’s grip. “What’s wrong Tulip?” she continues to cry and Y/n does her best to try and calm her down. “Mama!” Tulip reaches her hands out to Lady Lesso and Y/n is stunned. Lesso looks at the baby in more confusion than Y/n. “Tulip did you just say ‘Mama’?” “Mama!” Tulip tries to wiggle out of Y/n’s arms and Y/n passes her over to Lesso who is still in shook reluctantly takes the aby in her arms, soothing her by rubbing her back while whispering calm words. 

Y/n slides down onto the nearest chair with her eyes wide in shook, Lesso notices these and moves towards her talking a seat on the armrest beside the woman. Y/n whispered something and looked down at ground and Lesso tried to hear what she said leaning down a bit. “What?” “Her first words, those were her first words” Silence filled the room as Tulip had now fallen asleep in Lesso’s arms, using her finger glow she creates a baby crib in the middle of the room and walks over to it, placing the snoozing baby in it. Turning around Lady Lesso was might will Y/n’s eyes as she stood in from of the dean with glassy eyes and launched her into the redhead’s embrace. Tensing a but from the contact Lesso slowly relaxes into Y/n’s touch hugging her back, pulling away after hearing soft whimpers coming from the woman and sees the tears streaming down her face. 

“Look Y/n if this is about Tulip saying her first word ‘Mama’ to me I am so sorry, I never meant for her to say it or even to me for that matter” Lesso places her hands on Y/n’s face cupping it while wiping away the tears on her face using her thumb. “It wasn’t the first she said it, while I was feeding her she kept calling me that name and I thought she meant you, I never thought she meant me and I didn’t even now that she hadn’t learn to speak yet-” The redhead is cut in her sentence as Y/n places her lips on hers and a smile forms on the dean’s lips making Y/n smirk. Pulling to catch both of their breaths, they place their forehead on one another and smile. “I’m not upset” The dean removes her head in shock. “You aren’t?” Y/n shakes her head. “I never was” with a grin forming on her mouth after a few moments Lesso collides her lips with Y/n’s, wrapping her arms around her waist as their tongues dance together. They pull away catching their breathes as Y/n places her head on Lesso’s chest and Lesso snuggles her’s into Y/n’s neck. “What about that stupid prince of yours?” Lesso asks placing small kisses on Y/n’s neck. “We divorced months ago, and besides, why would I want him when I can have you?” 

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                                                        💘💘💘

[ravennasgf]

LL: Is it really you

just want to mention that all of these short stories are on my wattpad

https://www.wattpad.com/story/372198706-charlize-theron-characters-one-shots

Tw: vague mentions of r@pe, SA, miscarriages (if there’s anymore please let me know)

Also you go by your middle name 

y/n’s POV

Being dragged out of my house by a skinless bird with a blood-red moon in the sky was not what I had planned to be doing tonight, but oh well. There’s nothing left for me at home anyway. 

Let’s go back to the start. 

My name is y/M/n, but I’ve been going by my middle name since I was a kid. Anyway I am 26 I worked as a primary school teacher. I found out about my magic 2 years ago. 10 years ago my best friend disappeared, and I miss her everyday. It is written that she was taken to the school for good and evil. Anyway I have social anxiety around adults which is why I’m a primary school teacher I don’t have to socialise with adults that much. 

I’ve had a lot happen to me since my best friend Leonora disappeared. I was assaulted, r@ped, pregnant then had a miscarriage was diagnosed with depression, struggled with self harm and eating the works. No one knew anything about me. My experiences with opening up always left me hurting more than before so I stopped. 

At the present moment I’m in the hall of one of the two castles. The gloomy one. I walk up to the woman with red curly hair. I look down really anxious, panic rising. 

“Hi, I don’t know why I’m here, I don’t know where I am, can you help me?” she turns around 

“Look at me when you are talking to me,” she says I slowly look up but hesitate to ask again. I see red hair the same colour as Leonora’s. 

“You’re at the school for good and evil right now in the school for evil. After I address the students we go to my office and talk there privately?” I nod. 

“Alright give me a minute.” she says walking off to the front of the room.

“Attention future evil!” she yells making me flinch slightly. She then rambles on about schedules and other things. She finishes her speech and motions for me to follow her. I do so. We start the walk to her office. 

“What’s your name?”

“y/n” 

“I’m Lady Lesso, how old are you?”

“26,” we finally arrive at her office. We sit down on the lounge on the far side of the room. 

“Alright, you asked why you’re here, you’ve been brought her to be my assistant and sword fighting teacher, according to the headmaster”

“Oh, ok, where am I staying?” 

“You’ll be in the room across from me, follow me I’ll show you,”

“Thank you,” she shows me my room. She explains that I’ll be teaching nevers and evers due to the schools merging which I was fine with. After the welcoming ceremony I decided to go to sleep. 

I start off in a dreamless sleep. 

[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)

[hxzxrdous]

Hi! I really liked the we have each other again story. I was wondering if you could do an alternate timeline in the story when reader and lesso don’t have their reunion until later when reader is an adult. But readers going through their villain era and returns to try and destroy lessos life bc they’ve been angry for so long. But like after they have a fight they have a happy ending. Sorry if it’s worded weird it’s hard to put it into text😭

Eeeeek, thank you for the request and I hope I did it some justice :333 😩 </333

Lady Lesso x daughter!reader

TW: Angst, hurt/comfort, some fluff

FEELINGS NEVER LIE

First your biological parents didn't want you and then you moved from a foster family to another foster family. You started thinking that you might be a problem and not them.

Until you came to the next couple - The Jones'. They were extremely kind the first few months, after they adopted you however, their masks came undone. They took advantage of your situation just so they could get their monthly payment, just so they could provide for their own six kids while your needs were completely neglected. On top of that you had to help with the kids and the farm work. They even made you discontinue your school by the time you were fourteen years old. You started working in a nearby market place in the square, selling the crops of vegetables and batches of bread from your farm.

And you waited.

And you hoped. You hoped that your parents will come back to you once you turn an adult.

Maybe you were a burden and you wouldn't be a burden now that you'll become an adult?

But you knew in your heart, they'll never come and get you. They never sent a single letter. Perhaps they just didn't care? Perhaps they were dead? You didn't know which possibility was worse. The latter one?

Your 18th birthday was getting closer, day by day. And you were hoping that maybe, just maybe... you real parents were on the way, thinking of you, coming to save you. But they never were.

Then you turned eighteen. And nothing happened. Then you turned nineteen and then twenty and twenty one.

You lost all hope. You stopped caring. Maybe it was meant to be for you to rot in this godforsaken place.

You wanted to escape the farm and Gavaldon. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't. Like a magnet pulling you back. Until that one day.

It was a warm spring day. Easter. Your 'siblings' were running around, playing on the backyard after you hid the easter eggs that they coloured it the day before.

"Don't hit your sister, Adam." You pointed to the blonde kid. "Stop stealing the eggs from your sister, Meredith." You ordered the youngest one. "Come inside, it's getting dark!" You yelled out of the window.

"Alright, Ambrose, I see you found the most eggs," you kneeled infront of the freckled child. "Your seven eggs..." you held out the basket as Ambrose put the eggs inside, "for my seven chocolate eggs," you pointed to the bowl with the chocolate eggs. After the kids exchanged their eggs you walked back outside. You haven't finished the laundry yet and your 'parents' wouldblet you go to sleep only until after you finished all the chores.

You just hung the bed sheet on the string when you fell to the floor from surprise as it started moving in the wind. It took you a couple of seconds to figure it out there wasn't any wind at all and suddendly the air around you got colder.

"Y/N Jones," a voice came from behind the bed sheet, so you lifted it up, only to see a man standing right infront of you.

"Excuse me sir, you shoul- How do you know my name?" You tilted your head.

"I finally found you, my child, I've been searching for you," the man spoke, despite his icy voice, you couldn't help but feel warm inside.

"F- father?" Your eyes widened and you froze as he nodded. You immediately knew he was your dad. Feelings never lie. But he felt so frightening. Maybe because you didn't know how it felt to have a parent. Maybe because the feeling was so different.

"What about my mother?" You asked, your voice shaky. "She left you. Her career as a Dean was more important." The man spoke. "You love me? Can you take me away from this place?" You asked. You waited for this moment for such a long time.

"Actually, I have another plan..."

As he continued speaking, you felt a burning fire in your heart. He told you all about your mother, how she hated you, he told you about some School for Good and Evil. He convinced you to take you there and apply for a job as a Never professor. It was time for revenge. Your mother will have to dance on your tune.

It was your first day at the school. You  taught Special Talents. You knew how to deal with group of kids already, so it wasn't hard for you to control the class full of hormonal teenagers. You heard about the Doom Room that the students were sent to. You learned how she hated the students. She hated children. No surprise she left you. She was cruel and vile.

A few days later you were making rounds through the dormitories when you walked by Lady Lesso's office. You peaked through the slightly opened door and you noticed Lady Lesso behind her desk. Professor Bilious Manley showed you the Mimicry spell the other evening and you quickly learned it yourself. So you stepped inside... as none other than Lady Lesso.

"You." You grinned as she noticed you. "Me? You?" Lady Lesso was confused as never. "What is this some sort of joke?" She barked. "I'm you, Leonora. Your conscious." You replied, sitting down on the chair, playing with her stuff on the desk and looking down at the papers she was grading. 

"Mmm, so much red. You aren't doing a really great job as a professor, Leonora," you raised an eyebrow. "I-" Lesso let out a deep sigh. "Does the Doom Room even help? You drag the students inside when they are failing. Perhaps you deserve the Doom Room too?" You smirked. She was quiet. The usually load woman was speechless. "You aren't failing as just a professor though. You are failing as a Dean. Not once did Evil defeat the Good." You continued, standing up, walking around her desk. You stood right next to her, leaning down. "You failed as a mother." You whispered in her ear, backing away later.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she shook her head. "N- no- T- that was Raf-" when she paused, noticing you didn't have a cane like she did. "Who are you?!" She turned towards you when you revealed yourself. "Ms Jones, explain yourself-" Lady Lesso sneered. "Well, dear mother... Father told me everything." You turned towards the door when she stopped you. "Rafal? No, YOU listen to me now, Y/N." She stood up. "Whatever he told you... was a lie. He's a manipulative asshole, I bet he didn't even tell you his name."

You stopped in your tracks, thinking for a moment. "It doesn't mat-" "But it does. Y/N, he took you away from me when he found out I was trying to hide you from him. He's abusive. He's cold. He's evil. Did you even trust him when you first saw him? Feelings never lie, Y/N." Your mother tapped her cane standing up. You looked at your mother. And when you looked at her... you felt loved and safe. "Feelings never lie?" You repeated and immediately grabbed onto her, hugging her. "My, my, you have grown into such a beautiful young woman, my darling." The redhead whispered as she held you close. "I'm sorry." The older woman's voice shook with sadness and happines. Proper childhood was stolen from you. You were stolen from her. You were both grieving. And now she finally found you. And this time, she'll never let go of you.

[bunniebubbleswrites]

Ooo can I request for a fluffy/angsty Lady Lesso x Never reader, platonic please... the reader has a panic attack? Hurt & comfort? Cold Lesso turns soft?

Not so Cold

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She knows something’s wrong. Damnit.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[snowviolettwhite]

My Fandoms:

Stranger Things

Wednesday

Addams Family

Captain America

Percy Jackson

9-1-1

9-1-1: Lone Star

Interview With A Vampire

Twilight

Harry Potter

The Umbrella Academy

Sweet Tooth

The Last Of Us

Bridgerton

The Sandman

What We Do In The Shadows

A League Of Our Own

Paper Girls

The 90's Show

Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Abbot Elementary

Night Court

Good Omens

Daredevil

Barbie

The Marvelous Mrs Masiel

Julia & The Phantoms

I Am Not Okay With This

Star Vs. The Forces Of Evil

Gravity Falls

Disney Descendants

Edward Scissorhands

Beetlejuice

2 Broke Girls

Schmigadoon! 

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To Television Watch & Catch Up On:

(Subject To Add To List & Cross Out What Has Been Watched)

Yellowjackets

Suits

The Bear

Hello Tomorrow!

Dickinson

Rise Of The Pink Ladies

Lessons In Chemistry

Our Flag Means Death

Hacks

Shinning Vale

Emily In Paris

Wolf Pack

Chucky

First Kill

Ginny & Georgia

Pretty Little Liars

Russian Doll

Julia

The Boys/Gen V

The Gilded Age

Loki

The House Of Usheer

School Spirits

Only Murders In The Building

Doctor Who

She-Hulk

Daisy Jones & The Six

Ms. Marvel

Fanfic

Mayfair Witches

The Witch Lotus

Ted Lesso

Shrinking

Films To Watch & Catch Up On:

(Subject To Add To List & Cross Out What Has Been Watched)

Lisa Frankenstein (Go See It In Theatres)

Taylor Swift Concert Movie

Wonka

Bottoms

Priscilla

Pearl

SpiderMan: Across The Spider-Verse

Do Revenge

Bridesmaids

Elemental

Fear Street

X

Asteroid City

Promising Young Woman

Theatre Camp

Ruby Gillman, Teenage Kraken

Weird Al

Blue's Big City Adventure

Joyride

Megan

Disenchanted

Dora & The Lost City Of Gold

Unpregnant

Not Okay

Princess

Rosaline

Mixtape

Birds Of Prey

Moxie

Plan B

Flower

Palm Springs

Eighth Grade

Ghost World

The Fabelmans

Permanent

The Broken Heart Club

Scoob!

Scott Pilgrim vs. the world

We Can Be Heroes

Mama Mia 2

(500) Days Of Summer

Bill & Ted Face The Music

Lightyear

Portrait Of A Lady On Fire

The Hunger Games: The Ballad Of Songbirds & Snakes

Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore

Power Rangers

Cinderella

Juno

Ghostsed

Carrie

Vampires Vs. The Bronx

Poor Things

Mean Girls Musical

(Based On My List Feel Free To Reblog Or Recommend Films Or Television Shows.)

(If Anyone Has Shows Or Films Or Books That Are About People In Their Mid-Late 20s Or Entering Their Thirty That Would Be Nice. Most Media Is Either About Teenager And College Kids Or Mid-Age Adults Having A Midlife Crises.)