#lady lesso request

[camilaxmartin]

you’re enough

i just needed to get it off my chest to be honest

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summary: lesso reassures you after you got a bad grade

warnings: none; (not proof read)

notes: that’s my first fic (on here) written from the first person’s view phew~ it’s fluff but the start can count as a little bit of angst i guess??

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i pushed the door to lesso’s office and came in not even waiting for her agreement. she was working behind her desk, probably grading some tests. her eyes immediately flowed to me at the moment i crossed the line of the room. my face was saying it all. i was frustrated and mad. horribly mad. i shot the door behind me earning a loud noise from them which made me even more nervous. i threw away the books i have been carrying with myself, them landing somewhere on the floor. i couldn’t care less about it now. her eyes were glued to me even though she was still grading the papers who were starting to form a high pile on her desk. i walk up to the two furnitures situated right before her desk. with a loud thud i threw myself at one of them. my hands immediately started caressing my face trying to calm me down a bit. her eyes were now back at the test she was continuously grading. after a while of rubbing my eyes and totally smuggling my make up i finally seated my hands on the armrests. lesso’s eyes suddenly flew right up catching mine in no time. i was feeling so ashamed and i’m sure she could sense it. her look filled with no emotions at all was just adding perfect atmosphere to this whole situation. i bit my down lip looking away from her. tears uncontrollably forming in my eyes. when i looked at her again her look was more soft. still emotionless but softer. almost like she’d be worried.

“can i finally ask what’s this all about?” she asked looking at her paper once again, fully breaking the eye contact.

i let out a long and loud breath. taking in another one, deeper one.

“i got a bad grade.” i whispered. “a really bad one.” i added so quietly she probably wasn’t able to catch it. probably.

“so you should’ve studied harder.” she explained not even bothering to look up at me. tears in my eyes started to form once again.

“i did. i really did.” i responded looking at the cabinets behind her, like i was seeing them for the very first time.

“clearly it wasn’t enough.” she said and i just suddenly lost it.

suddenly the tears forming in my eyes were now flowing down my face like huge drops of rain. the rest of my smudged makeup coming off along with them. i felt a single drop land on my left thigh sinking into the material of my tights right away. i didn’t even bother to wipe my face when i felt another wave of tears coming out of my eyes. the whimper i let out next was the thing that caught the full attention of the dean of evil. maybe i was often crying with her but it was rare for it to get that bad. in no second her eyes were at my face and the pen she was using to grade the papers was laying alone at the hard surface of her desk. she then pushed herself away a bit making room between herself and the desk, making it for me, without using words to state that. i clearly wasn’t thinking in that moment so i suppose it was just the memory of my muscles. i got up and came to her in no time. then she opened her arms for me to literally hide in them. no needing more in such a moment i just sat on her lap and immediately hugged into her, wrapping my hands around her neck, while hers gently wrapped around my back and her fingers started stroking it delicately. i felt another wave of water coming straight out of my eyes. having the wet path already on my cheeks the next drops had easier way to slip out of my face and wet the material of lesso’s suit. but she seemed like she didn’t care. maybe it really wasn’t bothering her. another sob came out of my mouth and the grip on my back tightened, bringing me closer to her body than i already was. it made me feel calmer. she then grabbed me even tighter and moved me even closer to her that i was almost sitting on her hips. one of her hands left my back and immediately went up to grab my cheek and gently stroke it, meaning that she wanted my attention. unsurely i pulled my head away from her and then my eyes again met hers. her look was soft now and overflowing with worry. when you want to know how lesso actually feels and what she really means, you need to pay attention to her eyes. they will tell you everything. i knew she wanted me to just explain what happened but right now i needed the most of reassurance. she still rubbed my cheek with one of her fingers making sure i knew she actually cared so much.

“tell me darling, what’s actually wrong?” she asked after a moment of silnce. i took another deep and unsteady breath.

“i studied for it. i literally spend a lot of my time studying. and you know how hardly it comes for me. how easily i loose focus or motivation. how much strength i need to just sit down and learn something. even something i actually enjoy. what a struggle that is for me. how hard it is for me to learn something that just doesn’t want to get into my head no matter how long and how hard i try to make it work. how demotivating it is to do your best and still not be enough. and be judged. by others and mostly by yourself. how incredibly unfair it is for me to get a bad grade when my friends who did nothing to learn and didn’t even try to learn got such a good grade for cheating and even not trying, not talking here about trying their bests. and how unfair of her it is to give us such hard exercises when she knows most of the class doesn’t even have a clue what’s happening and they just copy and paste from each other when we’re doing something on lesson.” i said and the tears weren’t stopping. “and how hard it is for me to see that grade knowing damn well i did everything, i did my best, i tried and tried and it still isn’t good enough, or not even good, just enough.” i wanted to continue my monologue but another whimper interrupted me. lesso immediately pulled me to herself clearly not wanting to listen to the signs of how bad i was feeling.

“oh darling.” she said, stroking my back again. “sometimes we just need to accept it. even if it’s unfair or not how we would want it to be” she was about to continue but i interrupted her.

“but it wasn’t enough!” another sob came out of my mouth along with those words.

“did you do your best?” she asked, grabbing my face and pulling me away from her a bit, also making me look into her eyes “did you really try?”

“i did.” i responded tears finally starting to slow down.

“then it was enough.” she stated harshly, desperately trying to make a point.

“but even you said otherwise!” i said louder than i wanted to.

“i know.” she said licking her lips. “but i haven’t seen the whole situation then and just assumed that it was something less important to you.” she explained her point of view while also swallowing hardly at the end. “you know i would never say something with intention to hurt you.” she added even thought in the past she hurt me with her words more than once. but she was learning, and that was the most important.

“will i ever be enough?” i asked looking straight into her eyes in which i could see only worry and love now.

“you are enough.” she said rubbing my cheek a bit harder. “no matter the grades you get; no matter what anyone says; you. are. enough.” she said and brought her other hand to capture my other cheek.

needing to finally let go i automatically came closer to her and she did the same. the tips of our noses were touching right now. she still looked very worried and clearly wanted to help even more but she just didn’t know how to. at least how to do it and also not loose the job for murdering someone. sensing that i unconsciously smiled to her. it wasn’t this big, bright smile i’m used to wearing everyday but it was a smile. a small one, but truthful. when lesso noticed it she automatically smiled herself. the most beautiful sight i could ever ask for. her smile also wasn’t the one she used when she was teasing me or when i did something that made her pretty satisfied with herself, no. it was the one, the proud one. the proud of me one.

couldn’t wait more i slightly moved my head so now our lips were touching each other. we still weren’t kissing, our lips were just next to themselves. lesso decided it was enough for her too. with one gentle move she started kissing me. the kiss wasn’t as rough as she would normally kiss me. it was more soft and more meaningful i think. her delicate lips slowly worked with mine making me feel butterflies in my stomach in actually no time. my hands situated on her neck slowly found their way to her red hair almost immediately wrapping themselves in it. lesso smiled to our kiss feeling my fingers. her arms came back to my back and didn’t move from there. not an inch up or down. something unlikely for lesso, but in that very moment it gave me another wave of care from her, knowing she was actually trying to show me how much she cared about me and not only wanted to turn it into something spicier.

i didn’t want to stop kissing her but my lungs, same as hers, were burning for some oxygen. i gently pulled away from her lips linking our noses once again. lesso opened her eyes slowly, breathing a bit heavier than before. my own breath was faster and definitely shorter.

“no matter what,” she started to whisper and it immediately got my attention “you are always going to be the most valuable thing in my life.” she said it so casually i didn’t know how to respond. instead i just kissed her, again.

lesso was quick to kiss back. her hands gripped my back slightly harder again, brining me closer to her, craving to feel me closer. i felt her lips leaving mine and i wanted to protest but stopped myself. then her lips moved from mine, to leave a path of many wet kisses almost all around my face. first, she kissed my cheek as many times as she could and then started to go up. she left one of them at the middle of my forehead. to be honest i think that kiss was the most affectionate one of them all. then, she came back down to my cheek, but the other one. again, she left there so many kisses and next she moved lower. i felt her soft lips gently touch my jawline leaving another wet spot there. lesso moved even lower going to my neck. her mouth left another thousand of kisses there making a darker spot from time to time. she then came back up, kissing all of my face again but skipping my lips. she pulled away slightly waiting for me to open my eyes and direct my attention to her.

“my precious thing.” she whispered staring at me with pure adoration in her eyes. a quite unique sight.

“all yours.” i responded and she smiled at my words. she moved her head up slightly and kissed my forehead once again. definitely showing me the affection she was giving.

and then she finally came back to my mouth, kissing me again. i kissed her back almost immediately with more intention into it.

lady lesso was quick to catch up with me mostly when she felt the back and forth movement of my hips. she then quickly put her hands on the both sides of them situating them in place and not letting me move them.

“i see what you’re doing love.” she laughed almost breathlessly. “but i don’t think it’s the best activity for now.” she said with a very serious tone but her smile was still present. “i just want to cover you up with kisses right now and maybe, we can think about something else later.” she added with her normal smirk crawling to her face. how could i say no to something like this?

she kissed me immediately not giving me time to answer such an obvious question. her hands came back to their previous place and mine pulled her hair even more earning another wicked grin from the dean. even while smirking and smiling lesso didn’t stop the kiss, not wanting anything to interrupt her while she was doing the best she could in showing me that she cares and doing my best is always enough.

[v3nusxsky]

Hi

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

Princess 18+

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

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

Prompt~ see ask^^^^

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

29~ "Want my fingers in you?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Word count ~ 1879

[i-write-sometimes-maybe]

Can I pleasee request a Lady Lesso x Never!student!reader platonic where the reader has a nightmare or something and Lady Lesso is making rounds through dormitories and notices the reader scared and confused and so she comforts her and stuff. Just angsty and fluffy and hurt/comfort. I love motherly Lesso.

Comatose- Lady LessoX NeverStudentReader (Platonic)

Synopsis: See ask :)

Warnings: Mentions of blood! Nightmares (night terrors) and being chased, descriptions of wounds, insecurities. Using some book descriptions. Please let me know if I missed anything! (I didn’t realize how much I used ‘darling’ until I reread it, sorry).

Word Count: 3.5k

A/n: I’m so happy for another request you have no idea. I LOVED this request so I hope I did it to your liking and I didn’t stretch it too much. I enjoyed writing this one and I also love motherly Lesso :). Reblogs, likes, and comments are all welcomed!

© This is my work, you have no right to repost my work for any reason without my explicit permission, all rights reserved.

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Your lungs were burning, rapidly inflating and deflating with each of your movements. Your feet were moving so fast you were practically flying.

But it wasn't fast enough.

You could feel everything and nothing at the same time. You could hear the blood coursing through your veins and the sound of the dirt and leaves crunching beneath your bare feet. The sound of your rapid breathing almost overpowering it all.

Mostly, you could hear them gaining on you, their boisterous steps creeping behind you. One foot right after the other. This was practically nothing for it, you knew that.

You would've gotten further if you hadn't tripped. On what it was, you didn't know. All you knew was that the half-second you were down was a half-second too long.

You could feel the blood trickling down your legs from your now injured knees, but it wasn't enough to get you to stop or slow. You were close to passing out from the lightheadedness you were feeling, the air rotating through your lungs too fast to make it to your head.

Don't. Stop. Running.

That's all you could think about. At least, that's what you tried to think about. Not the claw marks that now adorned your back, sliced through your pajamas.

You weren't too sure how you got to where you were, you were just in your dorm before this, right?

The vibrations from its steps grew stronger as it got closer, strong enough to make your running weak and you faltered once more. You tripped once again.

But what you didn't know, was that you weren't running in the forest but the school's corridors. And it wasn't a twig you tripped on but you had run into the corner of the corridor wall.

Your scream-like yelp would've attracted the attention of anyone and everyone if it wasn't in the early hours of the morning.

But it attracted the attention of one.

Lesso was on patrol in the South corridor when she heard an unknown noise in the East corridor. Your dormitory corridor was the West corridor, but you'd been running too fast around the school and you managed your way through the North corridor.

Lesso was beyond ready to catch a student out of bed past curfew, it had been far too long since she's had some fun in the Doom Room.

She set herself on a mission to uncover the source of the sound. Unbeknownst to her, she would walk right into it.

You could feel the breath of the creature on your wound, an unwelcome heat covering you. You couldn't see where you were going, the only thing you knew was that you just had to get away from where you were.

You desperately wanted to stop running, to breathe properly, but mainly you just wanted to sleep. To get back in your hardly comfortable Never bed, to return to a dreamless sleep. But you couldn't. Stop. Running.

You were sure you saw the end, the out of this hell maze you were suddenly in. But you were wrong. The claws pierced into your back, causing a scream to come from you as you crashed into the ground.

Only it wasn't the ground, but the Dean.

She hadn't even had enough time to be angry before she saw your terror-stricken face.

"No! No! Release me! Please!" You all but screamed with tears streaming down your face, the beast had finally captured you.

Or that's what you thought.

To say Lesso was confused would be an understatement. She placed her arms around you to attempt to stabilize your flailing form, but she wasn't doing too well.

"Y/n? Y/n, hey!" She had no idea what was going on, that is until she saw your glazed-over eyes.

Your horror-filled features looked at Lesso, but that's not what you saw. What you truly saw, she didn't know, but Lesso knew you would never look at her like that, at least she prayed to whatever creator that you never would.

"Please..." Your voice was frail. "Please let me go, I-I just want to go..." Lesso knew you weren't fully there but she wasn't fully sure how to get you to return either.

In a desperate attempt for your return, she placed two fingers on your temple. You weren't asleep exactly but you weren't awake. Maybe a slight jolt could bring you back. Lady Lesso had no other ideas.

At the slight shock to your temple, your vision cleared.

You weren't staring into the red eyes of a terrible beast anymore, but the Amethyst eyes of your Dean.

Seeing her shock and concern all tied into her features made you break down. Well, you were on the border of breaking down already, but at that moment you felt so safe.

"I, I just want to sleep..."

As you hid your face in the crook of her arms, the very arms that still held onto you tightly, she finally got a look at you.

Sweat covered nearly every inch of you, but that was the least of her worries. Both of your knees were significantly scraped and bleeding, the blood effortlessly running down your legs. Your entire left side was scraped and now bruised, the bruise covering practically your entire arm.

Lady Lesso didn't know if this was your doing, or the doing of another. It was almost too much to be self-inflicted.

"Y/n?" Lesso's voice was extremely soft and delicate, almost to the point where you couldn't hear it.

"Mhm." You hummed in acknowledgment, still desperately trying to catch your breath.

Lesso adjusted her hold on you, careful to not come into contact with your injuries. She knew you were finally lucid again. You stayed silent, waiting for her to continue but she hadn't yet.

She was waiting for your hyperventilating to die down, for your heart to stop vibrating, for you to calm down at least to a fraction of what you were currently at.

"Darling?"

"Yes?" Your breathing was still rapid but it was slow enough that you could finally speak.

"What- what was that?" Lesso was still trying to wrap her head around what happened.

You hid your face further into her, not caring that it was the Dean of Evil that you were hiding in.

"I, uh, I get nightmares..." You sheepishly answered.

That was a nightmare? Lesso knew you weren't present but she couldn't imagine a nightmare so bad it would cause you to end up bloody and bruised in her arms. How torturous it must to be be mentally and physically affected by a dream.

"Okay. Come with me, darling, I'll get you cleaned up."

She pulled you up, but your weak and pained body caused you to nearly collapse again. And you would've if it weren't for Lesso catching you last minute.

Your knees couldn't keep from buckling and your feet were sore from running.

Lesso practically carried you all the way to her office, luckily her office wasn't too far.

Though you were finally present, you still weren't really there. The exhaustion from not technically sleeping was blatantly obvious. Lesso set you down on her couch, the one in front of her fireplace, as she summoned a bunch of first aid supplies for you.

She could see the way you stared through her into nothingness, the large bags under your eyes that wouldn't budge.

She lit the fireplace with a wave of her hand, hoping to rid you of the goosebumps on your skin.

"Y/n?" She attempted again.

"Hmm?" You responded but you didn't move.

"When was the last time you actually slept? A night's sleep without a nightmare, I mean." Lesso wasn't sure if every nightmare involved your body being physically awake.

"Uh, how long have I uh, been at the school?"

Lesso frowned at your question but thought on it for a moment, "About three years, why?"

"Then it's been, four years." You didn't even blink as you spoke, and Lesso's heart ached for you.

A part of her was pleased that it wasn't the school that caused them, but she wished she knew about them sooner. After all, these weren't just nightmares.

Lesso wasn't sure what to say, so she said nothing. She grabbed some antiseptic on a cloth and began wiping your wounds clean.

Only at the sting of the cleaner did you break out of your trance-like state, a wince coming from you as you pull your knee back from Lesso.

She abruptly looked at you, "I apologize, but I have to clean your wounds so they don't get infected." You blinked a few times before giving your knee back to her, allowing her to continue.

"Sorry..." You shyly added.

"There's no need for you to be sorry, darling." She responded, tossing the blood and dirt-soiled cloth into the fire before grabbing a fresh one. "Have you told anyone about these?" She continued to work on cleaning up your wounds.

"Uh no, I haven't. But they weren't always this bad." You watched as she switched to your other knee, eyes closing in anticipation of the sting.

"Maybe I could help." You looked at her curiously, not expecting her to want to help.

"You'd do that?"

She paused, looking up at you with a soft smile, "I would, it wouldn't hurt to try. Has there been any times when you last remember not having a nightmare in these last few years?"

You thought about it for a second. And there was.

But you couldn't tell her.

Your cheeks reddened and you began to retreat into yourself, you shook your head at her question.

But it was clear she didn't believe you.

Her look narrowed, expecting the truth from you, "Yes there is. What is it, darling?" You knew she only wanted to help.

And damn were you aching for a good night's sleep.

Your voice was small, "I had a sleepover with my friend a little while back, and I didn't have a nightmare."

"Ah," Now it made sense why you were quick to hide this admission. "Nothing to be ashamed of, darling."

Lesso knew just what you needed, and at your shocked and confused face, she also knew that you wanted it too but couldn't bring yourself to ask for it.

"A-are you sure? I mean, I'm just a measly-"

"That's enough," She gently yet sternly cut you off. "If that's what you need, there's no harm in at least trying it."

You wanted to argue, but you wanted to sleep more.

Lesso finished up your knees with a bandage, knowing that you'd likely need them to be changed in the morning. Well, later morning.

You were confused when she sat beside you but didn't even look at your face.

When you realized she was looking at your arm, your line of sight shifted to look at what she was seeing.

A gasp involuntarily left you when you saw bruised whelps already on your arm. It was never this bad. She gently grabbed your arm to examine the marks closer.

"I'm assuming you ran into the corridor walls or maybe you fell on this side, I'm not entirely sure." She answered the question you hadn't yet voiced.

Your face contorted in pain as she cleaned this would too, adamant about preventing infection, "I'm sorry, darling, I must. Luckily, it's not too bad here like on your knees." You only nodded at her words.

She still wrapped your arm, knowing it'll help keep it clean.

You released a breath of relief as she finally ceased her actions, with nothing left to clean.

"What about my back?" You asked.

She moved to get a look at your back, "It's not bleeding or anything, is it sore?"

You were confused.

"But? It got clawed?" Now Lesso was confused too.

"May I?" Lesso asked in reference to your shirt, wanting to know if there was an injury that she couldn't see.

You nodded and allowed her to get a look, she lifted your shirt and then spoke, "I'm not seeing any marks or anything here, darling."

Your brows furrowed in silent questioning.

"Darling, would you like to tell me about this nightmare?" She gently asked, replacing your shirt to how it was before.

"It's the same few dreams but lately it's the same one," You looked at Lesso, seeing the concern and care in her features. "I'm in bed and then I'm suddenly in a forest running from a beast. But, at some point, I trip or it claws me and I get caught. Sometimes it's both."

That's when it clicked for Lesso, and a feeling of relief came to her when you weren't looking at her like a monster but you were actually looking at a beast.

"I'm sorry, darling, I'm sure that's exhausting,"

"It is, but I don't think I've ever actually gotten out of bed and started running outside of my dream before..."

"Well, sometimes these horrors can be so powerful and unpredictable that it is indeed possible. I've just never seen it to your extent."

You sighed in disappointment, thinking that you'd never be rid of these nightly horrors.

"Don't give up on me yet, darling. There's something we've yet to try." She placed her hand on your shoulder.

You looked into her eyes, mouth open but she didn't allow you to speak, "Yes, I am sure. You need some sleep." You simply blinked and nodded in acceptance.

Lesso can see the pure exhaustion that practically coated your face.

"Okay, come on, time for bed." She stood up and pulled your tired form with her.

You coyly followed beside her, never had you thought that you'd end up sleeping alongside the Dean. But at this point, if it helped you sleep you didn't care what it was, you'd do it.

You just hoped that this was, indeed, going to help.

"Is there anything you'd need?" You just shook your head. "Okay, go ahead and get comfortable, darling,"

Before Lesso could finish, she saw your concerned and scared look, "Not to worry, I just need to change first. I'll return, I promise."

You only nodded again, too tired to actually speak.

"Good, I'll be back in a moment."

As she turned into her bathroom to change, you took a quick glance around her quarters. You knew you probably shouldn't, it is an invasion, but you couldn't help it.

You were slightly surprised to see the room littered with books everywhere, an occasional candle placed in different places, but it was oddly warm for a Never dormitory. Must come with being the Dean, you thought.

You would've looked a little more but it was dark and you were more tired than curious at the moment.

You sheepishly moved to the bed, and the reality of the situation begin to set in. You moved from the edge to lay on the far side of the bed, not yet moving to be under the covers.

Once Lesso finally exited the bathroom, she was expecting you to be all bundled up in the duvet but was confused to see you sitting up with your legs crossed.

"Darling, you do know that you're allowed in the bed right?"

"I, uh, yeah, I do." You practically whispered.

She nodded, beginning to come to the bed, "Good, so maybe it would help if you did that." She raised her brow.

You looked at your fidgeting fingers, "Y-yeah, sorry." You scurried up and off the bed.

Only then did Lesso realize her mistake, "Darling no, I'm sorry. It's alright, come on, just get comfortable so you can finally get some rest." She came up beside you and lifted the corner of the duvet beside you.

You wordlessly got in the bed, instantly enjoying the softness of the sheets. Lesso couldn't help but smile as she saw you pull the duvet up under your chin and snuggle further into the bed.

She was always proud of you but was always confused. She knew there was something off and she finally knew what. Every day, you put on a facade, one that showed you being energized and happy. And that wasn't the case.

Lesso got into her side of the bed, just ready for slumber herself.

"Lady Lesso?" You whispered.

"Yes, darling?"

She could sense the embarrassment in your voice, the shyness not hiding, "Would it be alright if- actually never mind." You realized halfway through asking that you were being ridiculous.

Asking the Dean of Evil? Asking her if you could rest against her? How idiotic you thought.

"Darling, the answer will never be a yes if you never ask." Lesso had a feeling of what you were asking but if you wanted it then you can ask for it.

She knew that she shouldn't be so vigorous with you right now, but she's still the Dean of Evil and can't help it.

A soft sigh came from you, you just wanted to sleep, "Could I, would it be okay if I rested closer beside you?" Your voice was just above a whisper and you instantly were ready for the no to come.

But it didn't.

"Of course, you can." You were stunned but you kept quiet and shuffled closer to the Dean.

You instantly enjoyed and relaxed in her warmth as you came up just beside her.

Lesso didn't think you were being serious when you asked to rest near her, but you were. You stopped just shy of touching her. Lesso couldn't have that.

"Come on, I don't bite." She raised her arm and wrapped it around your shoulders, pulling you to actually rest on her.

You kind of froze, not expecting her to do that, but it lasted a mere moment before you practically melted into her embrace, sleep finally coming to you once more.

Lesso didn't admit it but she could feel you fight the sleep off, every time you drifted off you flinched back awake. She still hated this for you, hating that sleep was so hard for you.

It wasn't the nightmare you were afraid of, it was the potential of hurting Lesso. But it got to the point where fighting sleep was becoming too difficult, so against your wishes you gave in.

You finally allowed yourself to sleep.

And you were glad you did.

Lesso knew that the moment you allowed yourself to sleep that she could finally sleep herself, only once she was sure you were safe.

And for the first time in years, the first time in who knows how long, you slept without interruptions.

No nightmare, for the first time in ages.

You woke up with ease, not in a cold sweat. You woke up to the sun, not to pain and screams. You actually slept well.

You were distracted by a sound, and at that moment is when you realized you were alone.

You were confused about how you slept through her getting out of bed. What time was it?

When Lesso came back in, she was pleasantly surprised to see you awake.

"Am I late? Did I miss my first class?" You shot up, now suddenly worried. You couldn't miss class.

Lesso felt bad at your reaction, "Well, yes, you missed all of your classes." She saw your look shift into horror. "Don't worry, I excused you from your classes today. I decided that you needed your sleep." She left no room for any debate.

"Uh, what time is it?"

Lesso glanced at a clock in the corner of her room, "It looks to be about 6 pm."

"6 pm?!" You couldn't believe it, you hadn't slept over 12 hours in a long time.

"I have a dinner waiting for you just in my office, that's actually why I came back in, to see if you were in fact still alive." She joked though you were still taking things in.

"Thank you,"

She nodded, "It's not a problem."

You looked her in the eyes, "No, I mean, thank you. For last night. It, it really helped."

A simple smile came to her face, "I'm glad it helped," She was proud to be the one that helped you.

You got out of bed to enjoy the meal that was graciously brought for you. You were beyond grateful for Lady Lesso, she helped you more than you could have ever imagined.

Lesso watched on as you ate your meal, she could see that there was something that you wanted to say, to ask maybe, but decided against it. She could see just how grateful you were, it was clear in the way you showed her a smile.

At that moment, you didn't realize that your future nights were set to be shared with the Dean again. Maybe you could work your way to be able to sleep on your own, but Lesso knew that won't be anytime soon.

And she didn't mind.

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Okay, I haven't done this in years! I am opening my ask box for requests once more. I have been in a writing mood lately. I am open for:

School for Good and Evil

Lady Lesso x Clarissa Dovey (Dovesso)

Lady Lesso x Reader

Clarissa Dovey x Reader

The Witcher

Yennefer x Tissaia

Once Upon a Time

Regina Mills x Emma Swan (SwanQueen)

Regina Mills x Reader

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Could I plz request lady lesso x reader, we’re reader was in danger and got hurt by Rafal but after cute fluff of lesso being worried about her. Also the reader is from the ever side so they keep there relationship a secret. ( not gonna lie i forgot half the movie but i at least remember the important parts🥲😔)

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I Will add this to my queue!

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I just wanted to tell you that the s*x pollen fics with Lesso were really really good and you’re one of my fav writers 🩷

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I can’t tell you how much I appreciate you taking the time to express your thoughts with me 🥰 I’m glad to hear you enjoyed the Lesso Sex Pollen fics! That’s one of my favorite troupes to write… I’m honored that you consider me in your favorite writers category.

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Time For Myself

> lady lesso x fem!reader x larissa weems

> requested? yes!

> content/warnings: R just needs time for herself but her girlfriends don't know that

> a/n: i got really weirded out at writing this at first but it kinda grew on me 🤷🏻‍♀️

request prompt: would you write Larissa x reader x Lesso?? Cause there's only one thing better than having a principle girlfriend, and it's having TWO principle/dean girlfriends jfbcjdbx

Teleporting to Nevermore and the School of Evil has always been easy with your powers. Sure, you could teleport anywhere at any time you would like, but that doesn't mean that it wouldn't take a toll on you.

So, deciding to leave your partners for a day, you went back to your village and treated yourself to a needed self-care day. Though the only flaw in your plan was that you didn't tell any of them where you would be going or why you decided not to answer letters or your phone for the day, leaving them on their own for a day certainly drove them mad.

With Lesso in another realm, her technology skills were still amiss, compared to Larissa, who could actually call you whenever she would like to. This led Lesso to feel quite useless in your relationship, noting that without you, her communication with Larissa would cease to exist. Thus making you the glue in your complex relationship.

“It’s a weekend, Clarissa! I assure you, my students know how to act normally and not kill anyone in their sight for two days!” Lesso shook the hold that Dovey had on her arm. She would need to travel now to arrive at Nevemore with the sun still out, or she would have to stay at an inn and possibly embarrass herself by paying with gold rather than the currency there.

“That is not what I’m concerned about, Leonora!” Dovey raised her hands in exasperation and rolled her eyes.

"Oh, please, do not pretend to care about my being. I am simply going to visit my partners.” Lesso sighed as she brushed her coat. Once Lesso was sure that Dovey would stay quiet, she took the scissors out of her pocket and cut through the air. Casting her gaze one final time upon her counterpart, Lesso took a deep breath, steeling herself for what lay ahead. She stepped forward, her figure disappearing into the portal. As she vanished, the portal crackled and hissed before finally shrinking into nothingness.

Similarly to Lesso’s predicament, Larissa had taken it upon herself to finish her paperwork, pace back and forth within the confines of her office, and repeatedly dial your phone. “Come on! Answer!” Larissa snagged her glass of wine and chugged it in one sitting.

Biting her lips, Larissa groaned and caressed her face. What had she done for you to ignore her all day? Deciding to skim the calendar for missed events, Larrissa found no sign of any missed event that regarded your relationship. As time passed, Larissa sat down and sent multiple messages. Then a knock was heard at the door.

Frowning, Larissa had canceled all her appointments for the day due to the fact that searching for where you were was more important than a meeting with a parent about their child’s spectacular grades. Striding towards the door, she opened it quite harshly, making the person on the other side flinch.

Seeing the person outside her door, Larissa took a glance behind the person and pulled them inside. “Leonora! What are you doing here?”

Shrugging off her coat, Lesso pressed a kiss on Larissa’s cheek and asked, “Have you found her yet?” Returning the affection, Larissa sighed and shook her head.

“Not yet.”

Pursing her lips, Lesso dropped her exhausted body on the couch. “Did you try calling her?” Larissa gave Lesso an incredulous look and flicked the redhead’s forehead. “What do you think I’ve been doing all day?”

Lesso gave Larissa a look that said she didn’t know. As silence filled the room, Lesso took it as an opportunity to observe Larissa’s office. Every nook and cranny of the room had something that would remind Larissa of your relationship. The walls were full of dried flowers that Lesso would give you and Larissa before leaving her realm. The table in the middle had picture frames of their faces. One frame had been close to Lesso; it was the picture of you, her, and Larissa the night after she had invited you to one of Dovey’s balls. The fireplace mantel sported two figurines: a wooden fox and a glass daisy. It served as a memory of Leonora and you for Larissa whenever she felt lonely.

Snapping out of her thoughts, Lesso sat up and turned to Larissa. “Where does she live?” This had Larissa rack her brain and think of your interview with her for the position as the history teacher in Nevermore. "I-I don’t know.”

Growling, Lesso took Larissa’s shoulders and shook the lady. “Come on, think!” She snapped her fingers in front of the blonde. “What kind of outcast is she?”

Pushing Lesso’s hand away from her face, Larissa replied. “She’s a fairy!”

“And where do fairies live?”

Eyes widening, they stated simultaneously. “The Isle!”

But before they could stand up, a voice asked behind them, “And what is with the Isle?”

Turning around, Larissa took a step towards you and encased you in an embrace. “Where have you been?” Shaking her head, Lesso joined the embrace and kissed the top of your head. “We’ve been worried sick.”

Snuggling yourself deeper into the embrace, you inhaled their mixed scents and closed your eyes. “Mmm, I just needed time for myself.” As minutes went by, you opened your eyes and gave both of them a kiss on their lips. “I missed both of you, though.”

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a silly and goofy platonic lady lesso fic where the reader is like "the school master sent me to you to sign some papers" and lady lesso signs them not even looking and its adoption papers ☠️

Mother knows best PLATONIC (Lady Lesso & Student! Reader)

Author's note: Hiya, I'm so sorry it took a long time to work on this fic for you but I hope I delivered! Thank you for requesting!

Summary: In a comical twist of fate, you, an unsuspecting student at the School for Evil, accidentally get adopted by the infamous Lady Lesso. What starts as a simple mix-up with some paperwork turns into a whirlwind of high expectations, magical lessons, and newfound responsibilities. As Lady Lesso's ward, you are now expected to live up to her high standards and face challenges that push you far beyond what you thought you were capable of. But beneath her icy exterior, could there be a glimmer of something more—a reluctant mentor who may just care about your success after all?

Warning(s): Mild language (mentions of cursing, sarcastic humor), Lighthearted chaos, Platonic student-teacher dynamic, Slight pressure/performance anxiety (academic/magical expectations), Fantasy elements (magic, projections)

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It was a typical day at the School for Evil, where chaos reigned supreme and the students prided themselves on their wicked schemes. You, however, were having a less-than-evil day. After a failed prank gone wrong (involving frogs that wouldn't stop croaking), you found yourself summoned to the imposing chambers of Lady Lesso.

You gulped. Lady Lesso was known for her icy demeanor and razor-sharp wit, and every student feared being called to her office. As you approached her door, you clutched a stack of papers in your hands—important documents that the school master had asked you to deliver to Lady Lesso.

Deep breath, you told yourself, then knocked on the door.

"Enter," her voice came, cold and commanding.

You pushed the heavy door open, stepping into the grand office. Lady Lesso sat behind her desk, her gaze piercing even as she barely looked up from her work. The air felt ten degrees colder, and you swore the shadows danced a little more in her presence.

"Lady Lesso," you began nervously, holding out the stack of papers. "The school master asked me to bring you these papers to sign."

Without looking up, Lady Lesso extended her hand. "Leave them on the desk," she said curtly, her tone leaving no room for questions.

"Uh, okay..." you hesitated, awkwardly placing the documents on her desk. You glanced down at the papers—Oops. Among the school forms, there was one particularly suspicious document sticking out... an adoption form? You frowned, wondering how in the world it got mixed in with the pile. Before you could say anything, Lady Lesso’s hand shot out, signing the papers in one swift, careless motion.

"There. Done," she said, her quill scratching the final signature onto the stack. "You’re dismissed."

"Uh... L-Lady Lesso, wait—"

"Do you plan to stay in my office all day, (Y/N)? You may go now."

You blinked, then realized you had no choice but to leave. Shuffling out the door, you clutched the papers to your chest, unsure how to break the news to her that she had just signed off on adopting you.

Later that evening, you returned to your dormitory, clutching the signed adoption papers and staring at them in disbelief.

“I’m… adopted?” you mumbled to yourself. “By Lady Lesso of all people?”

Your best friend, who had been sprawled out on their bed, peeked over your shoulder. "What's that?"

You showed them the signed papers, and their eyes widened in shock before they burst into laughter. "No way! You got Lady Lesso to adopt you without even trying?"

"Shhh! Keep it down!" you hissed, glancing around to make sure no one overheard. “It was an accident! She didn’t even read the papers. She just signed them!”

Your friend wiped tears from their eyes. "This is priceless. Lady Lesso, of all people, adopting you? You have to tell her!"

You groaned. The idea of going back to her office and explaining the mix-up seemed terrifying. But deep down, you knew you couldn’t hide this forever. Eventually, she’d find out—one way or another.

The next day, you stood once again outside Lady Lesso’s office, your heart pounding in your chest. You knocked on the door, and her voice called you in. This time, Lady Lesso was standing by the window, looking out into the misty courtyard.

"You again," she said, turning to face you. "What do you want this time?"

You took a deep breath, holding out the adoption papers. "Um, there was a little... mistake yesterday. You signed these without realizing what they were."

Lady Lesso raised an eyebrow, taking the papers from your hand. Her eyes scanned the document, and as she read the bold title at the top—Adoption of (Y/N) by Lady Lesso—a flicker of surprise crossed her face.

"Care to explain this?" she asked, her tone eerily calm.

You swallowed hard. "It was an accident! The school master gave me a stack of papers to give to you, and somehow the adoption form got mixed in. I didn’t mean for you to sign it, and—"

Before you could finish, Lady Lesso began to laugh.

Not a sarcastic laugh. Not a cruel laugh. A genuine, amused chuckle, which was... both unexpected and terrifying.

"Well, well," she said, still chuckling as she placed the papers back on her desk. "I suppose this makes you my responsibility now."

You stared at her, eyes wide. "W-What? But I thought you’d be mad, and—"

"Oh, don’t be ridiculous," she said, waving her hand dismissively. "If you think I’m going to go through the effort of reversing this, you clearly don’t know me well enough. Consider yourself adopted, (Y/N). I expect nothing less than absolute perfection from you."

You blinked, still processing her words. "So... you're not going to un-adopt me?"

She smirked. "I’ve already signed the papers, haven’t I? Might as well make the best of it."

You weren’t sure if you should feel relieved or utterly terrified. Either way, one thing was clear: you were now officially under the care of Lady Lesso—one of the most intimidating, brilliant, and slightly unhinged figures in the school.

What could possibly go wrong?

The rest of the day felt surreal. The news of your accidental adoption spread through the school faster than wildfire. Everywhere you went, people whispered and pointed, amused or shocked by the fact that you were now, technically, the child of Lady Lesso.

Your best friend was no help at all. They were practically in stitches, laughing every time they saw you. "You're practically royalty now!" they teased, nudging you in the ribs. "Lady Lesso’s one and only heir!"

"Stop," you groaned, face turning red. "I’m still figuring out how to survive this."

The thought of confronting Lady Lesso about your "new relationship" was overwhelming. She had been oddly calm about it, which scared you more than if she had been furious. Who knew what she was planning?

"You’re overthinking it," your friend said as you sat at the edge of the fountain in the courtyard. "Lady Lesso probably already forgot about it. I mean, she signed the papers by accident, right? It’s not like she’s going to act like your actual mom."

That, at least, was a relief. Lady Lesso wasn’t exactly the motherly type. You could imagine her handling discipline, sharp advice, and maybe even the occasional sarcastic compliment. But nurturing hugs and words of comfort? Yeah, that was probably never going to happen.

Still, you couldn’t shake the feeling that something was going to change. Being adopted by Lady Lesso? That kind of mistake doesn’t just fade into the background unnoticed.

The next morning, you woke up with a note on your door. It wasn’t signed, but you recognized the sharp, slanted handwriting right away. Your heart sank as you read it:

"Report to my office immediately after breakfast. Don’t be late."

There was no doubt—it was from Lady Lesso. You barely had time to shove some breakfast into your mouth before rushing to her office, your stomach doing anxious flips the entire time.

You knocked on the door, more hesitantly than usual.

"Enter," came the familiar command.

Taking a deep breath, you pushed the door open. Lady Lesso was at her desk, as always, her posture straight and her expression unreadable. But this time, there was something different. Next to her on the desk was a small stack of books, and in front of the books was a little... lunchbox? With your name on it.

You blinked in confusion.

"You're late," Lady Lesso said without looking up. "I expected more punctuality from my... ward."

Your eyes widened. "Ward? But I thought—"

"Sit." She gestured to the chair in front of her desk.

You quickly complied, wondering what on earth was going on. The lunchbox gleamed in the soft light of the room, taunting you with its mystery.

"I assume you've realized that we cannot have this adoption treated as a joke," Lady Lesso began, folding her hands together. "While the circumstances of it were... unintentional, it is legally binding. The paperwork has been processed, and as such, I now have certain responsibilities."

Your heart pounded in your chest. "Responsibilities?"

She arched an eyebrow. "Do you think I would allow my name to be attached to someone who doesn’t live up to my standards? As my ward, you will now be held to higher expectations. You represent me. Which means... your performance in school will reflect directly on me."

You gulped. "You mean, if I fail a test or—"

"I won’t allow failure," she said smoothly. "From now on, you will report to me daily for study sessions. You’ll need to excel in your classes, and you will take on additional responsibilities. I expect you to rise to the occasion."

"Wait, wait," you said, waving your hands. "So... you're saying that I now have to work harder because of this accidental adoption?"

Lady Lesso’s lips curled into the slightest hint of a smirk. "Precisely."

You groaned inwardly. Of course, this would be the outcome. Lady Lesso wasn’t going to let you skate by unnoticed—no, she was going to use this to mold you into the perfect student. Or at least, her version of perfection.

"Now, as for these..." she gestured toward the lunchbox and books on the desk. "This is your daily meal plan and study schedule. I won’t have you eating the trash the cafeteria serves. You'll also be receiving supplementary lessons directly from me. Consider it part of your... new curriculum."

You looked at the lunchbox, then back at her, utterly speechless. Lady Lesso was going to personally monitor your diet and studies? What kind of strange, twisted form of parenting was this?

"Do you understand?" she asked, her tone as sharp as ever.

You nodded quickly, not daring to argue.

"Good. You may go." She waved you away with a flick of her wrist. "Oh, and one more thing..."

You paused at the door, turning back to her.

"Don’t embarrass me."

As you made your way down the hall with the lunchbox and books, your head spun with everything that had just happened. You had gone from being a regular student to suddenly having Lady Lesso as a pseudo-parental figure, monitoring your studies, your meals, and who knew what else.

Your best friend, of course, found the entire situation hilarious.

"So, you’ve been adopted by the most terrifying person in the school, and now you have to be her star pupil?" they asked, still laughing as you told them what happened. "This is too good. What’s in the lunchbox?"

You shrugged and opened it, revealing a carefully prepared meal. It was simple, but way better than anything the school usually served. Lady Lesso’s influence was already showing in the smallest details.

"Well," you muttered, "I guess I have no choice but to step up my game."

Your friend grinned. "Hey, look on the bright side—you might end up as the most powerful student here by the end of it all!"

You sighed. "Or the most exhausted."

Either way, one thing was certain: life as Lady Lesso's ward was going to be anything but boring.

Being adopted by Lady Lesso was not what you expected. No, you didn’t expect daily cuddles or a motherly smile, but you hadn’t anticipated the sudden tidal wave of pressure and expectation either. After all, Lady Lesso wasn’t your average guardian; she was known throughout the school for her perfectionism and ironclad discipline.

You sat in the library, staring at the long list of subjects Lady Lesso had given you to study. Dark Magic Theory, Tactical Deception, Advanced Potions... It was like she expected you to become a top-level villain overnight.

"You're really going through with all this?" your friend asked, leaning over your shoulder to glance at your notes. "She's not messing around, huh?"

"Nope," you sighed, flipping to the next chapter in Deception: Art or Necessity? "This is the new normal for me. Study sessions every night, no excuses."

Your friend whistled. "I don't know whether to feel sorry for you or to envy you. I mean, having Lady Lesso as a mentor? That could give you a serious advantage."

You groaned. "An advantage, sure, but at what cost? My sanity? My social life?"

Your friend chuckled. "You didn't have much of that anyway."

"Thanks for the support," you muttered, rolling your eyes as you turned the page.

Suddenly, the library doors creaked open, and a chill ran down your spine. It was almost like a sixth sense that told you exactly who had entered the room. You looked up slowly, catching sight of Lady Lesso sweeping through the library, her dark cloak trailing behind her.

Her presence commanded the entire room, and all the students immediately stiffened. Without saying a word, she walked directly to where you sat, her cold gaze settling on you.

"Time's up," she said crisply. "Come."

You blinked, confused. "But I still have—"

"You're late for your next lesson," she interrupted, her tone leaving no room for argument. She turned on her heel and strode out of the library, fully expecting you to follow without another word.

You grabbed your books, casting a quick glance at your friend. They gave you a sympathetic look as you scrambled to your feet and hurried after Lady Lesso, trying to keep up with her long strides.

Back in her office, you found yourself seated at a small table in the corner. It wasn’t the first time you’d been summoned here for extra lessons, but today, there was something different about the setup. In front of you was a large crystal ball, its surface shimmering with faint magical energy.

"You’ve been slacking," Lady Lesso said without preamble as she stood beside the desk, her eyes narrowed. "Your last few tests were... unsatisfactory. If you're going to be my ward, mediocrity is not an option."

You gulped. Slacking? You’d been studying harder than ever, but clearly, it wasn’t enough for Lady Lesso’s high standards.

She placed her hand on the crystal ball, her long nails clicking against the surface. "Today’s lesson is on projection," she explained. "A skill that, if mastered, can make you a force to be reckoned with."

"Projection?" you asked, staring at the shimmering crystal. "Like, projecting my thoughts?"

"Not just your thoughts," she said coolly. "Your presence. Your energy. The very essence of who you are. If done correctly, you can project yourself across great distances, fool your enemies, and even manipulate their perceptions."

You blinked, suddenly very aware of how little you knew about advanced magic like this. "And you want me to learn... that?"

"Of course," she replied, her lips curling into a slight smile that didn’t reach her eyes. "You will start small. But eventually, you will be able to project an image of yourself so real, so convincing, that others will be unable to tell the difference between you and your projection."

That sounded both terrifying and... amazing. But mostly terrifying.

"Now," she said, gesturing toward the crystal ball, "begin."

You hesitated, glancing between her and the ball. "What do I do exactly?"

Lady Lesso arched an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed. "Focus. Draw your energy into the crystal. Feel your presence fill the space around it. And do not break concentration."

You nodded, taking a deep breath as you placed your hands on the crystal ball. It felt cool under your fingers, and you closed your eyes, trying to focus. Slowly, you imagined your presence extending outward, seeping into the crystal.

At first, nothing happened. Then, you felt a flicker—like a tiny spark of magic connecting with the crystal. Encouraged, you pushed harder, focusing all your energy into the ball, willing your presence to project.

A sudden jolt shot through you. The crystal ball lit up with a brilliant flash of light, and you gasped as the sensation of being pulled outward overwhelmed you.

When you opened your eyes, you were standing across the room... except, you were still sitting at the table.

You blinked in shock, looking down at yourself—your projected self. It was like looking into a mirror, but you weren’t really there. You glanced back at Lady Lesso, who was observing you with a satisfied smirk.

"Impressive," she said, her voice echoing faintly. "But it’s only the beginning. Hold the projection. Maintain control."

You tried to focus, but it felt like trying to hold onto a slippery rope. The image of yourself flickered, then wavered, before dissolving completely. You slumped in your chair, exhausted.

Lady Lesso frowned slightly. "Not bad for a first attempt. But you’ll need to practice. You’ll need to build endurance if you want to maintain a projection for more than a few moments."

You nodded, feeling drained. "I’ll keep practicing."

"Good," she said, her expression hardening. "I expect you to master this soon. You’re dismissed for now."

You stood up, ready to collapse from the strain of it all, but before you could leave, Lady Lesso spoke again.

"And (Y/N)?" she added, her voice softer but no less commanding. "Don't think that just because I’m pushing you harder, I’ve forgotten what this arrangement means."

You turned to her, confused. "What do you mean?"

She gave you a rare, almost affectionate look, one that sent a shiver down your spine. "I may not have chosen this adoption, but I don’t take my responsibilities lightly. I expect you to succeed—not just for my sake, but for yours."

You swallowed, feeling both touched and terrified by her words. She wasn’t just pushing you to make herself look good—she actually wanted you to succeed.

"Thank you, Lady Lesso," you said quietly, before turning to leave.

As you stepped out of her office, your mind raced. You had never expected this kind of support—or this kind of pressure. But one thing was certain: with Lady Lesso as your guardian, your life was going to be filled with challenges you never saw coming.

And somehow, you were starting to believe you might just be up for it.

[farahtissaiamyloves]

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

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

Surprise gone wrong?

Lady Lesso x reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

But then again...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lesso shut the door and locked it behind her.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You titled your head. "You are?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You hesitantly nodded. "Yes."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Dean cursed. "What is it?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You pulled out a black box with a golden ribbon.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[camilaxmartin]

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*reader- a student, dovey and lesso meeting at a ball at the fruit table*

dovey: oh lesso i see you did your nails lately. oh my, but why would you shorten only those three?

*all three of you look down at lesso’s right hand, noticing shorter nails of her index, middle and ring finger*

*lesso smirking looking at dovey*

reader: noo lesso, don’t you dare!

lesso: i wasn’t gonna say anything, darling.

*reader stares at her not believing in a single word*

*dovey looks at the two of you and the realisation slowly hits her*

dovey: oh my! lesso!

*reader shakes her head and joins other students on the dance floor. lesso follows her by eyes still smirking*

lesso: i just didn’t want to cause my pet any pain. at least by that.

dovey: lesso!

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just a quick situation that came up to my mind skdhsjsks (also a bit inspired by this)

[v3nusxsky]

Hi I was wondering if I could request a pretty detailed lesso smut

Basically it’s dom lesso x sub reader and r is originally very innocent and inexperienced so she’s a very good and obedient sub for lesso but recently r read fanfics abt bratting and found brat taming very attractive so she wanted to try it w lesso

R starts off by not wearing the remote control vibe that lesso told her to wear, sending explicit videos to her in the middle of work and when lesso gets her in a room at the end of the day, r doesn’t assume her usual position of submission and instead touches herself on their bed

Leonora is probably more of a quietly strict dom and manhandles r over her work table and makes r spread her legs and spanks her w a belt, occasionally smacking her cunt (ofc it would be super hot of lesso to make r count and thank her for each stroke)

After that it’s just a lot of cockwarming and and Leo putting r in her place w the vibes of “my sweet slut just needed a good fucking, didn’t she?” HHHHH and yes all that good stuff, would love it to be a longer fic so I can drown my sorrows in lady lesso

P.s would be amazing if u included an authority/ strict dom kink and r is only allowed to call Leo Lady Lesso or mistress

SORRY FOR THE LONG ASS REQUEST I just had a very specific daydream, with that said Tysm for hearing me out and have a lovely day <3

Breaking rules 18+

*Authors note~ Birthday fic:))) never be sorry for a longer prompt request, I absolutely love the detail to it which helps me ensure I don't stray from what you desire unless you want me to go nuts on it. However I will admit some of this I changed slightly due to personal reasons, enjoy the fic*

Trigger warnings~ strict mommy vibe dom leo brat subby r, mistress kink mentions corruption kink and virgin r remote control vibe phone sex? Videos ;) submissive positions. Punishments, spanking (hand and cane) cock warming edging Dacryphilia kink manhandling praise and degrading kinks I think that's it.

Prompt~ see ask^^^

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You remember the first time you and Lady Lesso slept together, how she taught you everything you needed to know, how she mollified you until you were no longer the innocent woman you were but now a perfect submissive for her. Every single action was carefully crafted to have you being a good girl for her. You'd never had a taste of punishment so maybe that's why the fan fiction enticed you so much. You'd never considered the outcome of what would happened to you if you broke the rules. But here and now you sat hot and bothered by the idea of that very thing.

You knew what she expected of you, the directions were clear, and normally you'd do exactly as asked but the fic had awoken the bratty beast inside you. You got dressed for your day but forgoing on the remote control vibrator which caused excited chills to run through your body. How could being so bad feel so good? You couldn't help but wonder how much more you'd escape with. What would be the consequences to your actions?

By your lunch period you were ready to do some more rule breaking, the overwhelming thrill you received from disobeying your lover was certainly indescribable, you were so sure that this is your best idea yet. Perhaps that's why you snuck off to your old room and began to touch yourself after setting up the camera. You made sure to be vocal and after the camera capturing exactly how much you were enjoying your mid day fun. With a quick press of a few buttons, Leonora was graced with those video's just a few moments before she was expected to teach curses and death traps. For the life of her she couldn't work out why you were doing this. After all the first time lesso touched you, you were a virgin, and so willing to do whatever she demanded out of you. To submit so easily just to please her. And that was so unusual but not something she couldn't handle.

The final straw for Leonora was when you didn't kneel by the bed as she entered the room, no. Instead you lay there lazily circling your clit and teasing your soaking slit. Back arched and head tilted back in pleasure. It was as if she'd never even entered the room. "What the hell are you doing" she growled snapping you out from your blissed out mindset. "I uh I'm sorry Lady Lesso, I just I wanted to-" you mumbled trying to explain the situation. "I don't care. Up" she cut you off immediately reaching down to grab your arm and drag you where she wanted you. "Leo" you whimpered causing the red heads eyes to darken. "Excuse me?! How dare you address your superior so casually. You're below me and it's about time I reminded you do that fact."

Being forced over the desk in your shared bedroom all exposed while she remains fully clothed only added to the power play here. You had no choice but spread your legs when she kicked them apart. "Mistress please! I'm sorry" you whined unhappily. "Oh no pet, no. You can't act like a little slut and play the innocent card now darling. You will count your punishment and use my titles. Should you fail we will restart."

The first crack sounded across the room causing a sting to run over your ass. "One mistress" you mumbled gasping as three hits of her hands rained down on you. "Fuck two three four lady lesso" your tears now falling. The next hit was something different, the cool feeling of her cane touching your sore globes. The cool sensation only providing a small bit of relief before the pain outweighed the cool feeling. Hit after hit you counted every one bent over her desk. "Lady lesso" you sobbed unhappily. "Shush shush shush little girl, just a couple more okay?" She whispered before yanking you to lay on your back before three quick hits were placed on your aching clit. "Mistress, I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry" you blabbered hiccuping through your tears. "Shhh I know you are sweet girl, you have to learn this isn't okay darling. Be my sweet little girl, and then mistress can reward her good girl."

You were swiftly guided to lay on the bed, your ass on fire as it rubbed against the sheets. Only to watch Leonora strip to show her favourite strap on. "Now be a pretty whore and let mistress use your pretty holes" she purred before teasing your slit with the bulbous head of her faux enchanted cock. Lesso immediately set a punishing pace as she drilled into your aching cunt, "fuck so pretty when you cry sweet slut" she murmured when she noticed the tears falling slightly, "pretty tears."

Leonora continued to fuck you ruthlessly until she came first. Spurting cum from her faux cock as she painted your insides white. "Mistress" you whined hoping she'd finally let you come, after all the punishment and being used for her pleasure left you hanging on the edge. "Okay darling, this is your chance to be a good girl, I'm gonna fuck you so well darling, you'll forget your own name." Leonora was the one to keep to her promise. You came over and over again, some just on her cock and others with a small little vibe that would sit on your puffy clit.

"Oh my sweet slut just needed a good fucking? Didn't she?" She cooed looking at your pupils being blown wide and eyes glazed over indicating just how deep in your sub space you truly are. "Okay love, I'm going to pull out now" you whined in response. "Okay okay we can stay like this but let's get comfortable beautiful" she murmured shifting to settle you both comfortably for the night as she held you, you both drifted off for the night.

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[i-write-sometimes-maybe]

Request for my lovey Leonora ♥️

Okay so r has some kind of ability maybe elemental or plant control or even psychic abilities and she’s struggling to control them. Maybe it’s making her depressed or that other students are being cruel, Leonora finds r sobbing a little beaten and bruised by some students and comforts r, maybe Leo can have some kind of hidden ability she showed r to make them feel better

Blossom- Lady Lesso X NeverStudent(gn)Reader (Platonic)

Synopsis: Your powers are less than popular for a Never and some people went out of their way to let you know just what they thought of it.

Warnings: bullying, slight descriptions of injury and pain, angst but I make it better, I think that’s it?

Word Count: 2.8k

A/n: I’m so excited because this was my first ever request, by the lovely Mars. This AMAZING request comes from @v3nusxsky, and if you don’t know her, you should check them out! Thanks for the great idea! I had tons of fun with this one so I hope you like what I did with it! Reblogs, likes, and comments are all welcomed!

© This is my work, you have no right to repost my work for any reason without my explicit permission, all rights reserved.

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Ignoring your roommates had become second nature to you. It was easy enough until it became physical.

'What a pathetic Never!'

'Plant control? Really? I didn't think you could get more lame.'

Your roommates constantly had something like that to say. Even before they knew of your power, they would find something to say that you would think about for far longer than you should.

But whew, the day they discovered your powers? They were relentless. Always finding time to mock you for them. You didn't even think they were that bad, you actually liked them before you arrived at the School for Evil, but how wrong you were.

You did your best to hide your powers once people were taunting you for just being at the school. But you couldn't hide them for long from your roommates. Your powers often came out with your emotions, and lately, you'd been stressed and upset by everyone's words. And in turn, a puff of petals surrounded your bed.

Your roommates continued to poke and prod at you, finding your powers hilarious for some reason. You already thought you were sorted into the wrong half of the school, but now you thought you didn't belong at all. And when you heard their whispers, you knew you were right.

Somehow, other people you never told managed to find out and began teasing you too. But luck was on your side, not many people found out and once they did they thought you weren't worth a spare glance.

But regardless, you still kept them hidden. You didn't want to risk it getting worse. Your professors urged you to present your powers and do something with them, but you refused. It was bad enough that you were nearly sent to the doom room for refusing to show them in class.

And to your expectations, the teasing only got worse as the time when on, they kept finding flowers of all sorts around your bed and on your desk.

You'd been finding it difficult to control your powers, a part of your emotions coming into play, and it didn't help that you hid them during classes. The one place you're supposed to learn how to control them is one place you especially refused to show them. You were already mocked by people your own age, you didn't need that from your professors too.

You were dreadfully heading back to your dorm room, fearful of what lies ahead of you. But it came sooner than expected. Your three roommates cut you off in your path, only two friends joined them this time.

At a time like this, it would be really helpful to know how to control your powers. Though you couldn't think of how flowers could possibly help you in a time like this.

In a flash, you and your books were in contact with the cobblestone floor, and your stomach was met with a dirt-covered shoe.

It all happened so fast, from the time you were suddenly no longer standing to the time you had different-sized shoes kicking all across you. You only had enough time to register the pain, but not enough to make a sound.

"Why don't we show you what true Never powers look like?" You heard the girls around her snicker.

You suddenly felt an electric shock to your back, instantly followed by the sounds of their laughter. Who the hell had the ability to manipulate electricity?

"Oh! Me next!" You recognized that voice, and you knew the power that came with it. And you dreaded it.

Aradia has the ability to manipulate fire, and she loves to use it and brag to everyone about it.

You didn't try to muffle your screams as you felt the fire seep into your skin. You were quite glad that your outfit choice today didn't show too much skin.

Aradia didn't set your clothes aflame, knowing that if she did the doom room would be the least of her worries.

Over your cries of pain and the shuffling of their kicks, you couldn't hear the signature tapping of a cane or the sound of her heels. You were too busy focusing on the girls surrounding you and the pain you knew you shouldn't be focusing on.

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Her voice boomed in the corridor, loud enough that the kicks and flames and shocks had stopped.

Normally, you would've been scared by her loud interruption, but since it caused the pain to significantly decrease, you were thankful. You couldn't tell how long this would've gone on if they hadn't been interrupted.

The girls around you fearfully scurried back, leaving you a shaking and whimpering mess in your spot.

The girls opened their mouths for some faux excuse but Lesso silenced them with the raise of her hand.

"I will see each and every one of you in the doom room after classes for a month." The girls' eyes nearly popped out of their heads and their mouths fell open, before they could even argue she waved them off. "Now, gone with you."

She sent the students away, vowing that they'd be punished for this act. It wasn't a fair punishment of course, but what Never plays fair?

Besides, Lesso had no idea how long this was actually happening for.

"Plant powers! Wow, they honestly couldn't be more useless!" Lesso heard one of them whisper to the other as they turned the corner out of her sight.

Even after she dished out their punishments, they were still mocking you. One more week for each of them, she decided.

Plant powers? That's what you have! Lesso couldn't understand why you'd hide those, especially from her. They have great potential but only if they're worked on.

She knelt down to your balled-up form, you were shaking horribly. Luckily, you didn't seem to be bleeding anywhere and nothing appeared to be broken. Well, that's as lucky as you got.

You already had bruises and burns forming on your sensitive skin, superficial scrapes littered everywhere that weren't covered by clothing, and she noticed you were silently crying. From the pain or the words, Lesso didn't know.

"Hey, darling, you're alright," You heard her voice significantly closer than before. "You're going to be okay, look at me?"

It took you a moment but you gathered up the courage to move your arm from your face and look at her. Her heart sunk when you did, finding your face just as bruised as the rest of you but accompanied by a cut lip.

Lesso hated seeing you like this, she quite liked you as you were a bright student. And she desperately wanted to help you somehow.

"I'm going to do something, okay? But it shouldn't hurt." You just nodded in acceptance.

Lesso used her finger glow, waving it over your form, and your burns soothed to nothing but a faint mark. The scrapes that were already nothing practically vanished. To her dismay, the bruises only lightened. A frown came to her face when she realized that she couldn't rid you of them. Well, them being lessened is better than them being worse.

Her attention returned back to your face when she heard your sniffles, "Come on, love, can you sit up for me?"

You desperately wanted to hide but she drastically decreased your pain, and she was being uncharacteristically kind right now, so you gave in to her.

You looked at her and then at her outreached hands before grasping onto them.

"Y/n, what happened?" She helped pull you up and ease you to rest against the wall.

"I, uh, nothing."

She raised her brow, instantly detecting your lie, "Y/n. You and I both know that's not true."

You could instantly tell that there was no way to avoid this.

"They, uh, they think I'm not fit to be a Never. That both me and my power is pathetic." A humorless laugh left you. "Can't say I blame them."

That threw Lesso off, not expecting something like that to come from you.

"Y/n, that's not true. You're a bright young student, you're extremely passionate and smart."

You looked at her curiously, her words and face were nothing but sincere but your thoughts and their whispers had you unable to believe them.

You looked down at your hands in your lap, not able to stand her looking into your soul like that any longer.

"But I'm no Never..."

"Yes, you are. You just have to believe you are like I do," She believes in you? "You're the epitome of a Never. You have the passion a Never needs. Everyone else can see what you're capable of, and they're afraid. That's why they tear you down."

Lesso saw your lip quiver at her words, you both knew that you wanted it to be true. And though Lesso was right, you couldn't bring yourself to believe it. Your mind wouldn't allow you to.

She used two fingers to lightly direct your face to her, "Look."

Confused yet curious, you watched her intently as she asked.

She looked you in the eyes for a brief moment before directing her attention to her hands. She cupped them into a ball as a small and sweet smile graced her face. She looked at you again before swiveling one of her hands under the other to reveal a perfect black rose, sitting in the palm of her hand.

Your face instantly lit up, shifting from confused to amazed, watching as she delicately plucked the flower and handed it to you.

You grabbed the onyx rose, gently spinning it between your fingers before looking back at her, "I didn't know you could do that?!"

"You have great potential, Y/n. Don't let the fears of someone else control your capabilities."

"But how did you-"

You still hadn't told her what your powers truly were.

She took the rose from your fingers and placed it behind your ear, your hair keeping it in place, "That's not important,"

Excitedly, you moved to stand on your knees. You ignored the pain as you moved to be sitting on your legs in front of the Dean, who was now slightly confused at your newfound excitement.

But you had an idea.

You looked at her, "May I?" You asked, pointing at her hands.

Confused but curious, she allowed it.

You grasped her hands in yours, folding her hands as she had previously but keeping your hands placed on hers. You then closed your eyes, and Lesso could help but watch you.

She was always amazed by you, you were at the top of every class, but now you're showing her what you can do, and she couldn't be more excited to finally see it.

She'd never let on to it, but she did have a favorite student, and it was you. She was always proud of your knowledge of all topics, she was certain it would be you that helped Evil prevail this year. But she contained her excitement, for the sake of you, of course.

Lesso blinked away the intense look she had while watching you do your thing when you opened your eyes once more and looked at her.

"Your favorite color is purple, right?"

Lesso was shocked, "How did you know that?"

She doesn't wear it often and she certainly doesn't advertise that fact.

You said nothing but a small smile appeared on your face, and then you gently pulled her hands apart.

In her palms laid a purple flame lily, a beautiful and fierce flower much like the Dean.

A sense of pride filled you as a soft gasp left her lips when she examined the flower.

"This is my favorite flower... I haven't seen one since I came to the school. How'd you know that?" These flowers were littered all around Gavaldon.

More and more, Lesso became entranced by you and more so your abilities. She never once told anyone her favorite color or flower, and here you seemed to already know it.

"I'm kind of more than just a person with Chlorokinesis. I'm also an empath, though I don't really consider that to be my gift. But when I use my powers, they almost always tie together. So when I placed my hands on yours, my powers kind of read you." You were a little afraid that maybe you went too far.

"That's brilliant!" You'd never seen Lesso so proud, let alone of a student.

"Really?"

"Yes! You are an amazing student, and this just proves that! You're capable of great things." She spoke in the most gentle and sincere voice you've heard come from her.

You're smile grew even more.

"Why do you hide your powers?" She examined your eyes, though you had no intention of hiding the truth.

"Because, as you saw they're laughable to the other Nevers... They thought I wasn't fit to be in the school. I've heard all there was to say about my powers. And I was afraid of what my professors would think." Your voice was weak, effectively showing your worries.

Lesso finally stood from her spot, "Nonsense. It's an amazing gift if I do say so myself. And you have to learn to control them, then you'll be unstoppable." She reached out, offering a hand to help you to your feet.

You graciously accepted, "I've tried on my own, but I just can't get the hang of it." You spoke as you dusted yourself off.

She confidently raised a brow, "I'll help you. It's not like there's anyone else that's more fit for the job." Setting her decision with a single nod of her head.

"Really? You'd do that for me?"

"You're a Never, of course, I would." You saw the faintest trace of a smile on her face.

Just before she could turn and leave, you had a question.

"Is there a spare room I could move into? Or a room that has an empty bed?" Your shyness returned.

"Those girls, they were your roommates weren't they?" You simply nodded your answer and Lesso felt her anger towards the girl's return. "I'm sure I could figure out something for you."

And she did. By that night, you had your own room. And you were thankful for that for many different reasons. The main one was that you could practice your powers with all the room you needed, and no fear of judgment. And like promised, Lesso would sometimes drop by and teach you a tip or trick that helped her control her powers.

And you eventually discovered that you could do more than flowers. You could do anything from small flowers to even trees. And you knew that was all thanks to Lesso, though she was adamant it was just you unlocking your true potential. But you knew you didn't even want to until she showed you what you were capable of.

A part of your powers that you unlocked, were your vines. Lesso was particularly proud of these because of the binding ability they had, excellent for when you finally got your own fairytale.

Or maybe you'd use them before you even graduated.

Your previous roommates came up to you during mealtime. They didn't know of your progress with your powers, only Lesso did. And they wasted no time at all making fun of you for your flowers, even after their detention sentences.

When the girls started forcefully poking you, almost enough to nudge you in your seat, you looked to Lesso for guidance. She knew what you were asking with just the look in your eyes. She merely responded with a shrug, but she was excited.

She was waiting for this, this is what you trained for. You took her response as a cue that you wouldn't be punished for getting even.

Without even getting up from your seat or looking away from the girls, you silently commanded your vines to wrap around their ankles. They looked down, confused, before looking up at you with the realization that it was you doing it.

You stood up, facing the girls, and made the vines wrap further up their bodies, tying them as one. Lesso proudly watched on with a smirk, knowing this is what you waited for.

You still hadn't spoken a word to your bullies before you launched them across the dining hall. Their bodies slid down the wall and landed on the floor with a grunt, and your vines slithered away. Their current position curled up and groaning on the floor, was nearly identical to yours.

With a proud yet smug smile, you sat back in your seat. Sparing a glance back to Lesso to see her with an equally proud smile. She simply nodded in approval before you turned back to your meal.

You didn't notice that every other student had watched what you had just done, but at least you knew that you wouldn't be messed with anymore.

You were definitely a Never.

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Perfect To Me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Oh, I’m- I'm sorry professor, I-”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Mother Miranda

Pray

Little Crow

Dove

Blood and Broken Art

Alcina Dimitrescu

Scars

Grieving

An Eye for an Eye Makes the Whole World Blind

Sacrifices in the Name of Love

Blood Bag

Miracina

Rescued From the Nightmare

Bela Dimitrescu

Mistakes

Cassandra Dimitrescu

Shattered Past

Unsheathed Fears

Daniela Dimitrescu

Secrets

Dimitrescu Sisters

Soulmates (In Progress)

Dimitrescu Family

Searching for Home

I'll Protect You...Because I Love You

A Family's Embrace

Donna Beneviento

Flowers

Mine

Lullaby

BRIDGERTON:

Violet Bridgerton

AMERICAN HORROR STORY:

Cordelia Goode

Ally Mayfair-Richards

Billie Dean Howard

Lana Winters

Wilhelmina Venable

Multi Character

Saviors

GLASS:

Dr. Ellie Staple

RATCHED:

Mildred Ratched

WINX CLUB:

Icy

I Told the Moon about You

Darcy

Stormy

The Trix

Its Okay to Feel

SCHOOL FOR GOOD AND EVIL:

Lady Lesso

Little Raven

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Trials of the Blue Forest

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Love and Comfort

Constellations of Love

Silent Resonance

Clarissa Dovey

Dovesso

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Narcissa Malfoy/Black

Christmas Blues

Bellatrix Lestrange/Black

MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE:

Wanda Maximoff

Natasha Romanoff

WandaNat

Save me

PEAKY BLINDERS:

Polly Gray

MOTHERFATHERSON:

Kathryn Villiers

WEDNESDAY:

Larissa Weems

Morticia Addams

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Helen McCrory

Starving

Drowning

Helena Bonham Carter

I Don't Know How to Be Okay

Comfort

Elizabeth Olsen

Grieving

Cate Blanchett

Breath

Sarah Paulson

Tired

A Mother's Love

Charlize Theron

Scarlett Johansson

Keeping You Safe

Emily Blunt

Gwendoline Christie

Kathryn Hahn

Jessica Chastain

Catherine Zeta-Jones

Avoidance