#tsfgae netflix

[metalandmagi]

WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME SOFIA WYLIE AND KIT YOUNG ARE IN THE SCHOOL FOR GOOD AND EVIL ON NETFLIX?! AND MICHELLE YEOH!? WHY DIDN’T I WATCH THIS SOONER!?

[thatonesongyouretryingtoremember]

Okay so heard something very interesting from a book fan. Apparently, the Evers weren't such bullies in the books. Tbh, I didn't really have a problem with them (storytelling-wise ofc. As a person I hated them) from just having watched the movie. It felt similar to Audrey from Disney Descendants in a way? I don't really like those movies, but it is clear that they used the fact a bunch of Auradon Prep students were straight up bullies and bitches and some of them were just very confused people and some of them were um at least trying their best was a way to convey that decoding for someone else what their destiny was is in short- bullshit. From what I understand, the book's reason for Good not being good enough was different than the movie, so it honestly follows that this change would be made as well. In both cases, the message is more obvious/ in your face, which is more necessary for a movie, of that makes sense. I would like to have seen more personally from these characters, but much of their attidude's origin can be inferred and attributed to the lore drop in the monologue imo. In any case, perhaps this adaptation was meant less as a literal interpretation of page to screen, and more as an accompanying route to ponder which draws the same conclusion, if through occasionally less subtle, and by extension, less effective means.

[cissyenthusiast010155]

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[hxzxrdous]

The School for Good and Evil

Platonic Lady Lesso x reader

TW: None

SAFE WITH ME

It was a cold friday evening. Lady Lesso was strutting down the hallway, making rounds through the dormitories, making sure all Nevers were in their beds when she suddenly stumbled into a first year Never in the corridor by one of the windows, sobbing. Lady Lesso would usually drag the student into the Doom Room for breaking curfew but something about the 12 year old girl was tugging at her heartstrings.

Looking at the young girl, Lady Lesso sighed internally before deciding to help her. Gently lifting the sobbing child off the floor, she carried her to a nearby bench.

"There there, Y/N, right?" she whispered softly.

"Why don't you tell me what happened?" Lady Lesso asked, giving the girl a reassuring squeeze on her shoulder.

"N-n-nightmare-" you hiccuped, "s-sorry."

Taking a seat next to the girl, Lady Lesso wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her close.

"Nightmares can be terrifying, especially for someone as young as you. But remember, they're only dreams - nothing more than shadows dancing behind closed eyelids," Lady Lesso gave her a gentle shake.

"Now dry those tears and let's get some sleep, alright? We wouldn't want your studies to suffer because of nightmares now, would we?"

You nodded, suddenly throwing yourself into Lady Lesso's arms, taking the dean by surpise.

Shocked by the sudden burst of affection, Lady Lesso hesitated for a moment before wrapping her arms tightly around the girl. As she held her close, she couldn't help but feel a strange warmth spreading through her chest.

"Remember," she murmured softly, "if you ever need someone to talk to or just want some company during bedtime, I'm always here. Now let's get you tucked in and chase away those nightmares once and for all."

Standing up with the girl still in her arms, Lady Lesso carried the girl to her office. Lady Lesso sat down on her chair with the girl nestled in her arms, she took off her trench coat off, wrapping it around the shivering Never.

Leaning back in her chair, Lady Lesso cradled the sleeping girl gently against her chest. The softness of the moment caught her off guard, reminding her of a time long ago when she too had needed comforting from Dovey after a particularly vivid nightmare.

"You're safe with me, sunshine," Lady Lesso murmured.

[petrichora-art]

evelyn sader, dean for the school for girls

i really wanted to draw the beautiful evil lady who's absolutely mental. terrified the movie sequel (unavoidable) will butcher her.

[missvifdor]

Leonora: Pet, please come here! 

Reader: Uh... It's not going to be possible. 

Leonora coming back into the room: Why?  Oh. 

Reader with face lit up with joy: I am the chosen one! 

Leonora: Love, aren't you allergic to cats?  You already have red eyes and wheezing.  It could kill you. 

Reader: It's an honorable death!  *kisses the cat's head on his lap*

[annie-creates]

Barely a friend

Pairing: Lady Lesso x reader

Genre: angst

Words: 1300

Note: I'm sick, here's a fic. You seem to quite like angst, so here is one. Also thank you so much for all the likes and followers, your comments and reblog tags always make my day. <3

You’ve been teaching at the school for good for what felt like forever. Dozens, even hundreds of future heroes went through your hands, some successful, some less. You taught future princesses, kings, dragon slayers. Some of whom you forgot the names already. But the day Leonora Lesso was admitted into the school for evil you’ll never forget. The moment you first saw her, young lady with her head filled with dreams and eyes full of naivety and expectation.

The times were a bit different back than of course. The world was in perfect balance, good and evil in constant stability. You didn’t know much about her, your only contact being the few times a week you met her in the dining hall. Yet you witnessed her way up, how she became more confident, strong, reputable, even a bit self-centered if you could say. She’s going to achieve great things, you thought. Maybe terrible, sure, but great.

And you weren’t exactly wrong there. Even when it wasn’t the things you always imagined. You saw her as the Evil queen, ruling over a vast kingdom. Or the step-mother who rules the whole house and gets everything she wants. You’d never think she’s gonna become the next dean of the school for evil, but here you were, promising your honesty to her in a ceremony. With her in charge, the nevers will have a great role model to look up to.

She took to her role right away. It came as a second nature to her. She was cold, strict and harsh, never having to go far for an insult. You rather didn’t want to know what torture awaited those who didn’t perform up to her expectations. Yet she seemed to have a soft spot for people who knew how to value her evilness like you. Despite all her teasing and making fun of you, you saw some good in this peculiar woman. She was still a never, relishing in pain and hurt, but she had qualities you only ever saw in evers.

You became friends about a year after she got her position. She’d stand up for you whenever the evil teachers were making too much fun of you, but only after she threw in few insults of her own. You’d spend hours in the library or gardens reading your own interesting books leaning on each other, sometimes in complete silence, sometimes you wouldn’t stop bickering about the plots of them. You observed her putting just the right amount of milk in her tea every morning. She knew what colored dress you wore when you were sad, happy or excited.

And then she kissed you. It was passionate, fast, and in your classroom right after your last class of the day. You weren’t surprised after the constant teasing, yet it still left you too stunned to speak. And she left with the stupid smirk of hers that was making your blood boil. So the next time you kissed her back, and then you couldn’t stop kissing each other, not to shut the other one up, just for the nice feeling it left behind.

Your friendly relationship turned into spending time together, spending time together turned into kissing and kissing turned into friends with benefits type of relationship. Leonora made it clear she didn’t want anything too time-consuming or exclusive, even when she could be very possessive at times. And you were fine with that, you were happy to have her in any way she’d give herself. Yet you thought one day those circumstances will change. You believed she’s gonna wake up one morning and realize she can’t live for another minute without you. You were a helpless romantic after all. Happily ever after and all that.

“Sure you don’t want to stay?” you asked her after the amazing sex you had for the third time this week.

“No.” every time you would ask and every time she would firmly decline the offer. Lesso seemed to be getting irritated with your constant questions but you couldn’t give up the hope that one day she might.

“Not even for a cuddle?” you whined, watching her getting dressed from your bed, your naked body entangled in the blanket.

“I have things to do.” she dismissed you with zero interest and left the room the moment her coat was buttoned up.

You haven’t seen her much since then. If you weren’t so busy with your own schedule, you’d even think she’s avoiding you. But Lesso could never stay away from you for too long, or maybe she just didn’t want to. And you needed her company just as much. Thinking about it now, practically every time you saw each other turned into some type of sex in the past few weeks.

“Don’t you wanna stay for coffee? We haven’t talked in ages…” you offer her after another heavy session of nakedness and moans.

“Ugh would you stop it already!? We are just. Having. Sex.” Lesso seemed quite gruff lately, you didn’t know if it was because of you or just her mood in general.

“Well yeah, I just thought…” she didn’t even let you finish the sentence.

“Then stop thinking! You’re obviously not any good at it.” okay that hurt. You didn’t need to be her favorite place to stay the night, but now she didn’t even want to talk to you? Where did the friendly dean go?

Seeing she got you unable to speak, she left you with a roll of eyes angrily mumbling under her breath. If it seemed like she was avoiding you before, she definitely was now. You didn’t want to aggravate her resentment towards you, but after few days her ignoring was starting to get unbearable. You felt like suffocating under the heavy cloud of misery her absence created over your head. So you went for a low blow and cornered her in the corridor once she was coming back from her office late at night. Were you waiting for hours for her to get finished with her work? Yes, but to you it was worth it.

“What’s your problem?” you didn’t let her recover from the shock of being ambushed, wanting to finally get your answers out of her.

“I don’t have a problem. You’re the one mugging people late at night in the dark hallways…” unconcerned she watched you with a raised brow.

“Why don’t you talk to me anymore? I thought we were friends…” you were unable to mask the hurt in your voice completely.

“I don’t have any desire to talk about anything with you, nor is it my obligation.” she obviously didn’t care about your state.

“Oh so that’s how it is now? I’m only good for sex, hm?” you mocked her a little, not expecting her to agree.

“Don’t flatter yourself too much. You’re mediocre at best.” was her sharp answer.

“But… you chose me..?” you stepped back in shock and hurt, your undecided emotions clear on your face as your anger fought with your rationality.

“Please, I can just as easily go and fuck Sader tomorrow.” she stated unphased.

“Then maybe you should.” You exclaimed angrily, wanting to show her that if you aren’t important to her, she isn’t needed in your life either.

“Maybe I will!” Lesso opposed as you finally got her irritated and got back to walking to her room and away from you.

You couldn’t believe it was actually happening, why would she suddenly be so distant from you? “Wait… come back…” you pleaded into the dark corridor but the dean of evil was long gone.

You knew she’s not coming back. Leonora Lesso was able to stay mad at you for as long as she lives. It’s not like she loved you or anything. You were barely a friend.

[rhiochel]

*Lesso bubbling about the stars and everything in Astronomy*

*Dovey listening attentively and asking questions from time to time*

Lesso realizing she’s talking too much, and stopped: I’m gabbing-

Dovey, encouraging her to continue : Go on dear, I love listening to you talk about something you’re passionate and love

*Lesso starts talking about Dovey and connecting her to her favorite constellations*

[grilledcheeseandguavajelly]

I have been seeing a lot of discourse on certain tags lately about fanfiction and writing fics that are “out of character”. And I don’t like conflict, so I was keeping my nose out. But now I’ve seen some things that I just can’t let go, and as the self-proclaimed fandom mom, I feel like I need to step in and state this loud and clear—

Fandom is for you.

The whole point of fanfic and fanart and cosplay and anything fan related is for you, the fan, to take a work that has already been created and have fun with it. Make it your own. Dive in and explore and do what you will. Fandom is meant to be a creative outlet where you can share ideas and art with other people who have the same interests as you.

THAT BEING SAID: it is never. And I repeat, NEVER okay to gatekeep fandom. And yeah, I fucking hate the word gatekeep. But it’s the only way to describe what I’m seeing happening. And so I’m going to use it again—

It is never okay to gatekeep fandom. It is never okay to gatekeep characters. And to throw negativity at anyone’s work, let alone come straight out and tell them that they’re wrong for shaping a character a certain way— I’m sorry, but where do you get off? I am completely understanding of wanting characters to stay true to the source material. I am completely understanding of having your own opinions about/expectations for a character and wanting them to behave a certain way. But YOU, my dear friend (or rather, we), are not the creator of those characters. Which means that we have no right to tell someone else what they can or cannot do with them.

The whole point of fandom is to let your imagination run wild. And if that means that a typically good character leans more evil in a fic, fine. If they make decisions you don’t agree with, great. If they do things that directly contradict what would have happened in the source material, even better!!

LET. PEOPLE. CREATE.

Let them throw characters into crazy situations and analyze how they react. Let them stretch them out like putty and poke at all of the soft bits inside. Let them shape them into something completely other just to see what happens. Let them be curious. Let them explore. Let them have fun.

Fandom should be fun.

And the second one person starts dictating what is right or wrong for a character or a ship, that’s the second it stops being fun. And that’s when fandoms die.

Don’t gatekeep something that doesn’t belong to you. Because again— It doesn’t belong to you.

You are allowed to have your own opinions. You are allowed to have your own expectations for characters. But who do you think you are, to flat out tell someone (or a group of people) that the way they write someone is wrong? That the way they have imagined something is wrong? That their creativity, their expression, their joy, is wrong? Or, as I’ve seen more recently, when someone gets dejected by the posts you’ve made telling them they’re creating wrong, you have the audacity to tell them “that’s okay, now that you know you did something I don’t like, you can reevaluate your work and try to improve!”

How dare you.

Because once again, I hate to break it to you, but you’re not the creator of these characters. And I’m going to go out on a limb and say that the actual creator is probably just so happy to see the diversity of idea that has sprung from their creation. So who do you think you are, to dictate an entire fandom?

If you don’t like it, move along. Click out of the fic, find something else to read. I understand having frustrations when things don’t go as you’d hoped, when a piece of work that you were excited about crosses those outer lines of your expectations and you feel disappointed. Again. But you know what? That’s your expectation. What about the person halfway across the world who reads the same fic and finds themselves in it? Finds a small piece of comfort that encourages them to hold on for just one more day. What happens when your words completely discourage the creators of your fandom, have them second guessing themselves? What happens when they lose confidence and stop creating completely? What happens when the fandom dies, and suddenly there’s nothing new to explore— to your standards or not?

You are allowed to have your opinions. Of course you are. You are allowed to express them. But you are never. EVER. allowed to tell people that they are wrong for making art that you don’t agree with. For using their imagination in a way that doesn’t fit into your small box of approval.

Let creators find happiness.

Let creators create.

[editfandom]

Millicent - The School for Good and Evil, 2022

[metalandmagi]

Someone telling me they were going to put me in armor and then pulling this bullshit out would be my villain origin story.

[thatonesongyouretryingtoremember]

School of Good and Evil (movie) spoilers ahead :)

Okay so I just watched The School for Good and Evil and I actually liked it more than I thought I would. I didn't rly like the main couple together but skateboard they're better in the books? Tetris seems like he'd be a cool teammate and a cool character but I don't really like him being in a relationship tbh. I thought the two main girls were both really awesome characters, and the story impressed me/ exceeded my admittedly low expectations for on the nose good/evil and on screen adaptations. I really enjoyed the movie and thought the lessons and all was really cool and the stakes were higher than I expected as well.

What I really liked was that even though the most literal interpretation was that love=The Good Emotion, but that the story doesn't necessarily place love as more morally pure or correct than any other emotion. The personified chaos has love for personified evil- but that didn't make her any less of a victim or make the evil guy any less of an objectively terrible person. In other words, love can cause pain just as any emotion can, similar to what we see with Tetris's supposedly good and pure intentions of slaying Greg the corpse bird.

However I want really a fan of evil having a physical manifestation in the form of "ugly" traits for hopefully obvious reasons. Not to mention many of the actions by the more "beautiful" group could also be classified as evil, Evil Guy said so himself, so why wouldn't they change as well? Am I missing something? Was it meant to show that both groups were equally good and evil the whole time and that placing the more conventionally attractive people on a pedestal was a type of double meaning or something? That does seem to be part of the lesson, according to one of my favorite lines "I don't believe anyone is good or evil, because people are complicated" holy shit that is just the best line ever ajajxbbchfhe

I'd like to read the book as well, and I'm hoping for some dual pov and Agatha angst. Shit like "as Tetris evaporated, Agatha stood there, feeling like a true witch" holy shit I WOULD DIE I loved pretty much all of the characters <22

[yy-bread]

drawing dovesso>>>homework :)

I will keep doing these memes until I die.

[hxzxrdous]

heyy, as I heard you’re taking request again, I have a quite gross one. You see, I have some issues where I neglect self-care, especially hygiene such as not washing my hair, not changing clothes, not brushing teeth etc.

I know it’s very disgusting, and I’m really trying to do better but I can’t seem to get myself to do it.

Do you think we could get a Lady Lesso comfort one-shot regarding that matter?

I would love to read it, even though I totally understand if you don’t accept this xx

The School for Good and Evil

Note: AAAA thank yew sooo muchh for the request, loveeee. And I know exactly what you mean omg, I used to be either too depressed to properly take care of myself or/and my mom didn't accustom me of self-care from when I was little. Like she'd literally bathe me and my brother once a week. And she wouldn't teach us to brush our teeth. It's very hard to get myself to do these things now because I'm saur not used to it. 🫣💀 I HOPEEE YOU LIKE THE WAY I WROTE IT

Platonic Lady Lesso x reader

TW: Mention of depression, comfort, fluffity fluffy fluff, Lady Lesso literally mothering

ISN'T IT AMAZING?

"And that is how you defeat your mortal enemy," Lady Lesso walked around the classroom, twirling with her cane as she taught until her eyes darted over the empty seat that stayed empty over two weeks now. At first she thought you might be sick but now she knows you were ditching class.

After she dismissed the class, she made her way to your dormitory but nothing could've prepared her for what came next. Lady Lesso entered the dimly lit room cautiously, her heels clicking softly against the wooden floor. The air was heavy, mixed with smell of sweat. The sight of your mattered and tangled hair was too much. She immediately knew the cause was depression.

"Ah, there you are," she whispered, observing you. A sigh escaped her lips as she noticed your disheveled state. She pulled a chair closer and sat down, resting her chin on her hand. The silence in the room was broken only by the faint sound of breathing. Lady Lesso tilted her head slightly, contemplating how best to approach this delicate situation.

Lady Lesso watched as you stirred, your face contorted into a mix of confusion and fear.

Your eyes met Lady Lesso's, widening further upon recognizing the unexpected visitor. In a hushed tone, you stammered, "I'm sorry, ma'am - I didn't..."

A gentle wave of Lady Lesso's hand silenced the apology before it could fully form. "Shhh," Lady Lesso soothed, leaning forward in her chair.

"I- I think I need help- I feel so- so disgusting-" the girl whispered. "I can't get myself to wash and brush my teeth-"

Lady Lesso let out a light chuckle, masking her growing concern. "Wash?" She repeated, feigning innocence. "Perhaps we can turn this chore into a game," she suggested, a glint of mischief in her eyes.

"A game?" You tilted your head

"Ah, I'm glad you're intrigued!" Lesso clapped her hands together once, the sound echoing in the room. "Imagine this," she began, leaning forward with excitement. "Every time you wash a certain part of your body or brush your teeth, you earn points." Her eyes locked onto yours, challenging you to accept the proposition.

"What do I get when I earn points?" You asked.

"Well, my dear, besides the satisfaction of a clean body and mind, you shall receive small rewards along the way." She paused for dramatic effect before continuing. "For every milestone achieved, I shall gift you something special - perhaps a book from my collection or a treat from the kitchens."

"Can you help me, please? I dunno how to get rid of the knots" the you pointed to her tangled hair.

Lady Lesso arched an eyebrow, studying the knotted mess that was your hair. "Knots, eh?" She murmured thoughtfully, her silver-manicured fingers lightly tapping against her chin. With deft movements, Lady Lesso expertly untangled the knots, her nimble fingers working quickly and efficiently.

Lady Lesso leaned on her cane and stood up, leading you to her luscious bathroom. Lady Lesso drew you a bath, adding in the lavender oil, she conjured some bubbles that changed colors.

You watched in amazement as the water transformed into a bubbling, lavender-infused oasis. You couldn't help but feel a sense of calm wash over you, despite your initial reluctance.

As Lady Lesso stepped out, leaving you alone in the bathroom, you hesitated for a moment before slowly undressing and slipping into the warm, fragrant water. The soothing sensation enveloped you, and you could already feel the tension in you muscles beginning to dissipate.

After the bath, Lady Lesso was waiting for you with two cups of chamomile tea.

"Remember the feeling after," Lady Lesso remarked, her tone lighthearted. "Isn't it amazing?" She then leaned in closer, whispering conspiratorially, "Don't beat yourself if you don't succeed right away. You can come to me anytime."

You hesitantly accepted the cup of chamomile tea, your fingers wrapping around it for warmth. As you took a sip, Lady Lesso knelt down in front of you, applying a soothing aloe vera cream onto your face. The cool sensation brought comfort to your skin, and you closed your E/C eyes, enjoying the gentle touch. Lady Lesso let out a soft chuckle as she playfully pinched your left cheek, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "I always wondered how it would feel to have a teenage daughter," she quipped, her smile never fading.

Lady Lesso accompanied you back to your dorm. Lady Lesso led the way, her cane clicking rhythmically against the stones. Upon entering the room, she helped you settle into your cozy bed, pulling the covers up to your chin.

"Sleep tight," Lady Lesso whispered softly, her fingers brushing through your hair in a comforting gesture. The following morning, you woke up to find a music box on your bedside table playing the melody of Swan Lake. A small note attached read, "isn't it amazing?"

[petrichora-art]

the top students of the class…

tedros and beatrix being super catty towards their classmates in book 1 (before the character development happened)

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etsy shop

[missvifdor]

LADY LESSO x F! EVER PROFESSOR READER

FLUFF, ONLY SPECIAL END OF YEAR PARTY FLUFF.

!!!ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE!!!

(CONCERNS LADY LESSO FROM THE FILM, NOT BOOKS)

I have done my best, Happy New Year's Eve everyone and happy reading!

_______________________

If there was one thing that had kept Reader excited all week, it was the approaching winter festivities at the School of Good and Evil.  She was looking forward to attending as it would be the first time she would see the school which has been unified since Rafal was defeated by Sophie and Aghata decorated for the holiday season and covered in a blanket of snow. 

And everyone seemed in the same frame of mind. Teachers, good and bad students, wolves and fairies. 

Clarissa seemed the most holiday-infused of them all.  And for the occasion, the Dean of Good had decorated every corner of the school with garlands and the corridors smelled of hot chocolate and melted marshmallow (Reader had noticed that her student named Dot was particularly happy about it).

The only person at school who didn't seem to feel anything as the holidays approached was the Dean of Evil. Leonora Lesso seemed more and more upset each time the subject of winter vacation was mentioned in conversation and her face contorted in exasperation and disgust each time she inhaled the smell of comfort drinks and sweets.

In these moments, the beautiful redhead waved her cane and "accidentally" hit the unfortunate person (colleague or student) who had mentioned their plans for the holidays in her presence. The only thing the Dean of Evil seemed to appreciate about winter festivities was the spiced mulled wine that was served in the mess hall for the teachers.

Reader found it a tad sad but she understands that some people either didn't have the spirit of the holidays or didn't like them for some reason. And she respected that. That's why the first few times when she saw her red-haired colleague hit one of the teachers in the calf with her cane when he recalled a happy memory he had during the holidays, Reader instantly understood the message and hadn't mentioned his joy at the approach of Christmas and the snow in Lesso's presence.

The only time everyone had to talk about the holidays and by obligation in the presence of the Dean of Evil, was to talk about the preparations for the very first Christmas and New Year's ball which will welcome the students Ever and Never and their families. Then when the meetings were over, the redhead would hurry out of the meeting room in a bad mood with a limp in her left leg more noticeable than usual.

And so Reader understood that Leonora might not have anything against the holidays but it certainly had to do with the change to colder weather and the first snowfall of the season.

Her leg must have hurt like hell but she had to bear it in silence and if to vent her frustration she hit one or three people with her cane during the day, so be it.

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Today, the snow was falling in large flakes and the lake that had once split the school in two was completely frozen over. That's to say how cold it was despite the coats, scarves and thick gloves that had been distributed to everyone to protect themselves from the treacherous drafts and cold symptoms that were just waiting to catch a innocent victim.

Despite the biting cold, she was really happy about it. Where Reader was from, pollution and global warming hadn't let her have a white December since his early childhood.

It is therefore with a perky step that she began her day.

At breakfast, Clarissa announced that she had added some extra decorations to the school and encouraged everyone to admire them as they walked through the halls and corridors.

Reader was thrilled, and the apparent joy on her friend's face warmed her heart. However, after finishing her breakfast, no matter how carefully she looked, she couldn't see what new Clarissa had brought to the decorations.

Maybe she was in a part of the castle that had been forgotten but she doubted it.

And just like that, Reader found her legs and feet paralyzed as she walked through an archway leading into another hallway as she continued to think about it.

She didn't understand. At all.

And she freaked out a little when she tried everything to get her legs working again without achieving any results!

Reader looked around the hallway as far as she could without hurting herself, looking for someone. Anyone to help her.

But there was no one, not a single soul. And his ordeal was on track to last a good twenty minutes.

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To his great surprise but not so much, his ordeal would , indeed, actually say twenty minutes.

Reader had counted every minute with the hope that someone would pass by and come to help her. Colleagues, students, wolf or fairy, she wasn't expecting much.

And his legs hurt a lot from staying in the same frozen position. Tingling sensations had started to appear in his feet and then progressed up to wait for his knees.

It was hell. Truly.

And if she ever managed to free herself, she was sure to have a terrible time when it came to recirculating the blood in her feet and calves.

But Reader hadn't wisely waited for a rescue, she had tried everything herself. Either way, being a damsel in distress was never her thing, even when she was a student at the School for Good.

Letting a heavy, resigned sigh escape his slightly cold-chapped lips and a plume of steam on his breath, Reader straightened to his feet as she heard footsteps coming his way from the corner of the hallway!

And it was when she saw this curly and fluffy red hair that she knew who her potential savior was.

_Leonora! Reader called in a desperate voice.

Footsteps came closer, bringing with them the sound of high heels against stone and the unmistakable snap of a cane in his direction.

Then the Dean of Evil appeared in Reader's field of vision, an eyebrow raised in curiosity and then a mocking smile appearing on beautiful pink lips.

_Well, well. Aren't you in a funny situation, Pet?

_Forgive me for not sharing your hilarity, Leonora, Reader growled then added in a pitiful tone. I've been stuck for twenty minutes and I don't understand why...

_The answer is very simple, Darling. You got stuck under the mistletoe.

Reader blinked twice in confusion, glanced at the archway she was stuck under, before asking:

_The mistletoe ?

_To your being a bit silly, I think I understand that you don't know this stupid plant.

_Oh yes ! I know this plant but where I come from, it does not paralyze people when you go under it!

Lesso seemed curiously interested in this fact.

_Truly ? How curious.

_But we didn't come to talk about plants and gardening! Why is this thing installed in the school?!

Now the Dean of Evil was looking at Reader like she was particularly stupid and for some reason Reader felt really stupid because she had been stuck in the damn halls for twenty-four minutes now!

_Didn't you hear Princess mention it this morning? She's the one who had this horrible thing installed all over the school.

_Why would Clarissa have these things installed by taking the risk that students or staff would be stuck?! Reader asked in disbelief.

Leonora rolled her eyes in annoyance.

_Because she is a hopeless romantic. I saw that idiot Hort get stuck under it on purpose just to get Sophie's attention and other of your Everboys-craving Princess students to do the same. For my part I had the intelligence to memorize where each of these horrors were placed to be able to avoid them by taking another path.

_Okay. So, how do I get out of there?

The laugh the redhead sent Reader reassured her not so much as it sent a shiver of pleasure down his spine that had nothing to do with the cold.

_It's very simple, honey. We have to follow the tradition.

That's when Reader figured out how to get out of there. And blushed like a tomato at the implication.

_Okay... Can you help me? Reader asked timidly.

The redhead raised one of her flawless eyebrows again.

_Wouldn't you rather I go get a Prince or even Clarissa, Sweetheart ?

_No ! Uh, I mean... No it's fine with me too if it's you and to tell the truth I'm really fed up and I don't know if I have the patience to wait any longer in this position.

The Dean of Evil shrugged as a bigger smile appeared on her lips. The prospect seemed to make her in a better mood compared to the past few days.

And to be honest, Reader was a little selfishly happy at the prospect of a kiss from the gorgeous redhead too. Reader had been perfectly successful in hiding her feelings for her colleague up until then (or at least she hoped she had been successful) but she couldn't deny the incredible attraction and feeling of love she felt towards Lady Leonora Lesso.

Speaking of herself, the taller and older woman approached Reader with her usual brisk and charismatic gait. Then stood before Reader. The redhead seemed to be waiting for co-worker Ever's agreement to make a move in her direction, which Reader greatly appreciated.

After calming her nerves and sleeping the butterflies looping in her stomach, Reader gave Leonora a slight nod.

Then the Dean of Evil approached and placed an elegant hand with a silver nails on one of Reader's flushed cheeks (whether they were red from the effect of the cold or Leonora, that will remain an open secret). The taller woman's thumb caressed the other's cheek almost tenderly and finally, she leaned down to kiss her.

Reader closed her eyes, she was too nervous to meet her colleague's gaze as they kissed under the mistletoe like in those stupid Christmas movies full of good feelings and scripts that were almost all identical.

The contact of the Dean's lips with his was brief, but Reader felt as though she had been struck by an electric shock! Leonora's lips were soft but demanding despite the care taken in the kiss.

Leonora's lips had a slight taste of cinnamon and mulled wine. And it was a wonderful, intoxicating mix.

Reader was almost ashamed that his lips were slightly cracked and dry for this moment and that she forgot his lip balm in his rooms.

When they finally parted (but not by much, Reader could still feel Leonora's warm, minty breath on her mouth) Reader instantly felt that she was able to move her legs again. But she was still unable to move and she opened her eyes.

Her heart was pounding so hard she was afraid the echoes of the heartbeat would echo down the nearly empty hallway and be heard by the redhead.

Reader's eyes met her colleague's blue-green ones and for a moment they were lost in each other's gaze. Leonora's hand still hadn't moved from its place on the younger woman's cheek. It was then that the Dean of Evil opened her mouth, presumably to say something, but was cut short when Emma Anemone appeared at the other end of the hall, vociferating against the icy air currents and about the fact she hated the snow.

Reader and Leonora separated with lightning speed like children caught in the cookie jar.

And while the redhead perfectly managed to regain a composed face, Reader was tomato red and looking in every direction except where the woman she had kissed a minute earlier was.

_Ah, Reader, I was looking for you! Anemone exclaimed with relief. It was decided that you and I would be in charge of the decorations for the Yule Ball. I love Clarissa a lot but I swear if I get stuck under this stupid mistletoe again and to be freed I have to be kissed on the cheek by Bilious Manley again I'm going to cause a scandal!

_On the cheek ? But Lesso told me...

When Reader turned his head to look in the direction of the tall woman, she was already disappearing across the hall.

Reader guessed that she was not the only person to want to enjoy the opportunity to kiss her special person, after all.