#dovesso x reader

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Um hey, your gonna write a part 2 of extra credit dovesso x reader of next week right?

Hey anon!! Yep, here’s part 2 for you! Hope you Enjoy ♥️♥️

Extra Credit Part 2 ~Dovesso xFem Reader

Link to Part 1

Mommy… Master List

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Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, teasing, praise, fingering, mommy kink, daddy kink, flustering, implied future smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

“Be Good. Get your grades up. And Mommy and Daddy might reward you next week…” Lesso wickedly purred.

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You worked your ass off the next week to desperately get your grades up. You really wanted that reward…

So you worked and studied 24/7. And your grades started to go up. It made you really happy. You felt content with yourself. Plus it made you super giddy for the next meeting that the deans had scheduled with you.

You practically pranced through the hallways, to Professor Dovey’s office. It was after hours again, when you knocked on the door and entered when they called you in.

“Miss L/N…” Lesso purred wickedly greeting you.

“Hi” you breathed out, panting from having practically run there.

“Hi…?” The redhead warily purred.

“I—Shit sorry! Hi Daddy…” you corrected yourself.

Lesso smirked and nodded in satisfaction.

“We’re proud of you, Sweetness!” Clarissa exclaimed, “Your grades are going up!”

You blushed at the praise and nodded.

“Thank you mommy…” you whimpered.

“But they aren’t where we want them to be” Lesso said.

You bit your inner cheek and looked down. Clarissa sent the redhead a bit of a side eye.

“I understand Daddy…” you murmur.

“But… We think you still deserve a little reward… And when your grades get to where they should be, you’ll be properly rewarded.” Clarissa spoke.

You looked up and your eyes shone.

“Really?” You breathlessly asked.

Both of the women chuckled and nodded. Lesso then sat down on Clarissa’s desk chair as Clarissa sat at the edge of the desk.

“Come sit on Daddy’s lap.” Lesso instructed you, patting her lap.

You scurried over to the women, practically falling into the redhead’s lap. You’re were so grateful that you were wearing a skirt today. Lesso held you by your thighs with her hands. Her gaze was intense and dark. Clarissa watched intently behind you.

“You’ll be a good girl for Daddy?” Lesso purred.

You nodded eagerly.

“Yes! Such a good girl for Daddy!! Please…!” You whimpered.

Lesso nodded and chuckled lightly at your eagerness.

“Hands on my shoulders.” She instructed as her hands began wandering up and under your skirt.

“Yes Daddy”

You grabbed her shoulders and stabilized yourself. You were straddling her lap, and your eyes only widened more as her one hand stopped at your thigh, but her other continued to wander.

Her fingers made it to your panties, and her gaze looked at you wickedly. Her digits went passed your undergarments and two slipped into your wet core. You both groaned in unison, and you instinctually ground your body against her lap in response.

“Fuck Clarissa, she’s soaked…” Lesso groaned, as her fingers pumped and curled inside you.

You whimpered out desperately, starting to bounce up and down on her hand.

“Needy little thing aren’t you…?” The redhead teased.

You nodded vigorously.

“Needy for Daddy…! So needy—!!” You groaned loudly.

Lesso then increased her tempo, fucking you faster and deeper with her two fingers. You cried out in pleasure as the redhead quickly added a third finger. You rode her hand with desperation and need, approaching your high rapidly.

You came on the redhead’s fingers, muffling your screams into her shoulder.

“Fuck fuck fuck Daddy—!!!” You cried out.

“That’s right… Your Daddy’s girl…” Lesso cooed wickedly.

“And if you continue to get good grades, both Mommy and Daddy will reward you in a couple of weeks…” Clarissa purred.

Fuck you couldn’t wait…

~~~

Leonora Lesso Masterlist

Clarissa Dovey Masterlist

[ytace]

Just A Dean's Job

This took me awhile, And rather Late for a Christmas post. But I got "The villain giving presents in secret" type of idea in my mind and decided to put it to good use

[Song Recommended to listen while Reading]

Pairings: Student Reader X Leonora Lesso X Clarissa Dovey [Platonic, Can be Parental Dovesso]

Warning: NIL

Summary: It was Christmas night, students were all sleeping. The Two Dean's decided to be the schools Secret Santas and both caught each other in the midst of their plans.

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It was a chilly winter night at the School for Good and Evil, where the sound of distant winds howling through the trees had settled into an eerie calm. The snow outside lay thick upon the ground, and the moonlight glimmered against the frozen landscape like a thousand tiny diamonds.

Inside, the school was quiet—eerily quiet for a place that usually thrummed with life and magic. Students, both Good and Evil, were tucked safely in their dorms, fast asleep, blissfully unaware of the two figures moving through the halls in secret..

Lady Leonora Lesso, the strict and imposing Dean of Evil, had always carried an air of severity, yet there was something softer in her step tonight. Moving through the night with a quiet grace. Her dark, flowing robes swished as she walked, her boots making soft tapping sounds on the stone floors.

In her arms, she cradled a pile of carefully wrapped gifts. She would be using her magic if it weren’t for the fact that she wasn’t willing to wake up the students who were light sleepers, knowing the glow from her fingertips would only be attracting attention.

With a sigh she moved down the hallway, internally muttering about how inconvenient and embarrassing it is for someone like her to be doing such things.

Thinking that She was the first to arrive, as always, there was the grand Christmas tree that stood proudly in the center of the room. The tree was adorned with twinkling lights, glittering ornaments, and strands of gold tinsel—everything a student could imagine for the holidays…

As she neared the grand hall, Lesso’s heart skipped a beat. There, just ahead of her, was a familiar figure— Dovey the Dean of the School for Good.

“Shit.” She muttered as She tries to hide herself behind the pile of presents she was carrying, moving slowly away from the area that Dovey was at.

Dovey was placing down a Large box with a tag that simply read: To the students of good. Just Right before she turned and caught Lesso in the act.

“Lesso..?” Dovey thought to herself as she could not believe her own eyes, the thought of Lesso who’s always feared by everyone is giving out gifts in the middle of the night seemed almost amusing and hilarious to her.

Her blonde hair falling in loose waves around her shoulders, as her eyes lit up with mischief in her mind the moment Lesso made Eye contact with her.

"Well, well," Dovey said, her voice a soft tease, "looks like I’m not the only one with a secret." She said as she walks towards her.

"Dovey," she said, her voice was stiff as she tries to hide her true emotions.

“I wasn’t aware we have another Secret Santa in this school..”

“And No one needs to know.” Lesso said almost immediately, cutting her off out of embarrassment.

“And here I thought you didn't believe in Christmas."

"I do not," Lesso replied curtly, "But I do believe in duty. And this," she gestured to the pile of gifts in her hands, "is my duty tonight. The students of Evil must have something to wake up to in the morning."

“Uh huh.. Definitely something that the Dean for the school of evil do..”

Lesso glared at her, but there was no real heat behind it. "You will not speak of this to anyone," she said firmly. "This is a secret between the two of us. No one must know."

Dovey’s laughter rang softly through the hall. “Let’s keep it that way, shall we? As much as I would love to be telling everyone about how the great evil dean is actually Santa Claus in disguise.. it would ruin the magic wouldn’t it?”

“Of course.. we wouldn’t want to ruin that silly little make believe that the students still believe in.” Lesso scowled.

“And I didn’t expect you to be so sentimental. You’ve certainly got a soft spot for the little ones, don’t you?”

“I am not some sentimental fool,” Lesso said, though the slightest hint of affection could be heard in her voice. “I simply understand the importance of ensuring the students are inspired and motivated… even if they don’t realize it.”

“Ah, of course," Dovey replied, her eyes glinting with playful curiosity. "Because the students of the School for Evil have been so good this year, haven't they?" She exaggerated the word good, letting the playful jab hang in the air.

“You’re insufferable.” Lesso scoffed before she adjusted her long dark cloak and crouched beside the tree, placing small packages under the boughs with painstaking precision. Despite her stern exterior and reputation as one of the most formidable figures in the school, tonight she was an entirely different person.

There were many presents she carried, every present has its own unique charm to it. As if it was wrapped carefully to the students likings and personalities.

Some of which had ribbons in dark, Gothic hues. While some, had cute intricate designs of snowflakes tied with golden ribbons. She knew the nuances of each one's personality, their desires, their little quirks — Observed through conducting classes and teaching them for quite some time.

After placing all of the individual gifts under the tree, She carefully placed the last gift. A beautifully wrapped box with a tag that simply read: To the students of Evil.

Dovey bent down, picking up a gift from the floor and eyeing it with a playful grin. "I have to admit, Leonora, I didn’t expect to catch you in the act. I thought for sure you’d be asleep by now, plotting how to ruin everyone's holiday spirit."

Lesso sighed, as if to imply that she was forced to participate in these small acts of kindness against her will. But her eyes were betraying her hidden emotions. “I’d better been well off as the Grinch then.” She joked.

“The grinch who stole Christmas?” Dovey lets out a stifled laughter, as she walked towards Lesso.

“But even at the end of the story, he still cares.. No matter how evil he tries to be”

Boop!-

Dovey tapped her finger lightly on Lesso’s nose, before giving her a playful grin.

“You know.. It’s actually nice to see a different side of you, Leonora. You don’t let anyone see it, but I know you care about them..”

What Dovey said seems to strike a chord in her, as her gaze subtly shifted to the students' sleeping quarters. Each one of them sleeping peacefully, tugged in their beds.. Some slept in a disheveled posture which seem to almost bring out a slight tug on the side of her lips

"You’re allowed to enjoy this, too. It’s Christmas, after all."

“I suppose you’re right. It’s easy to forget, sometimes in all this…

— She replied while weaving one of her hands, gesturing to the bright lights and Christmas decorations around her. Though she couldn’t help but glance over at Dovey with a slight barely visible smirk.

“But don’t think this means I’ll start celebrating every holiday with you, Dovey. I have my pride.”

“Oh, don’t worry.” Dovey laughed lightly, her voice full of warmth. “I wouldn’t dream of forcing that on you. Though, my door is always open.” She said with a grin on her face.

The room fell quiet, a comfortable ambience. As if everything fell perfectly in place.

“Merry Christmas, Lesso..”

Lesso’s eyes softened, there was a brief silence before followed by a reply that is soft but audible to the person standing beside her.

“Merry Christmas, Dovey.”

Was that a small smile, From the imposing Dean?.. Well, We would never know. All that we know is that the two of them shared the same goals, bathing in the fuzzy feeling of bringing a bit of joy to the students. They stood for a moment, looking down at the tree with its growing pile of gifts, and for the first time in a long time, both felt a little lighter..

"Ready to go, Santa?" Dovey asked with a teasing grin, nudging Lesso playfully as they both stood back to admire their work.

Lesso rolled her eyes feigning annoyance, before chuckling softly "After you, Dovey."

And with that, Both headmistresses slipped away into the shadows. Disappearing into the quiet halls of the School for Good and Evil, Knowing that the students would wake up the next morning to find their Christmas gifts under the Glowing tree..

.~.

It was now Christmas morning, and for the first time in a long time, there was a sense of peace in the air. The students had been awake for only a few minutes, stirring from their slumber in their cozy dormitories. As they began to trickle into the Great Hall for their early breakfast, a curious sight greeted them.

Under the enormous Christmas tree, surrounded by glimmering decorations and flickering candles, were dozens of neatly wrapped presents—each one labeled with the student’s name. The silver and black ribbons, the sparkles of glitter, the way the gifts seemed to glow with a secret magic… it was as if the very essence of Christmas had been carefully arranged for them.

“OH MY GOD! GUYS! YOU’VE GOT TO SEE THIS!” one of the students called out from the Great Hall, which caused a ripple of students rushing through the hallway wanting to get a good look of the commotion.

You followed along blindly, only curious to want to know what was happening. Until you reached the Great Hall..

“Presents?! We get presents!!?” One of your friends was in shock, similar to all the other students who had just entered the hall. The students' chatter filled the room, but none of them had yet questioned who could possibly have placed the presents there. They all just assumed it was a Christmas miracle, as many children do when magic is at play. None of them knew the true masterminds behind this holiday surprise.

“This one is yours” one of the student held out the two nicely wrapped presents and placed them on the floor near to you before they continued to rummage through the crowd full of students who were either squatting on the floor or bent downwards trying to find their own gifts.

You bent down to grab the two small package with your name written in elegant, curvy script.

Meanwhile. In the back of the hall, near the large stone fireplace, two figures stood with quiet smiles—Lady Leonora Lesso and Lady Dovey. Both of them were watching the scene unfold, content and almost sentimental.

Lesso let out a small, amused breath as the students began to crowd around the tree, unwrapping gifts with joy. “How Noisy.. I’m starting to regret my decisions on giving them presents now.”

Dovey lets out a soft laugh, “I know you don’t mean it Leonora, admit that you enjoy seeing them happy. Besides, they are just eager to know who mysteriously gave them presents.”

For a moment, your gaze met Dovey's. She smiled at you softly, her gaze flicking towards the gifts that you were holding on your hands. As if she was anticipating you to open it.

You looked away quickly, unsure if you’d imagined it, but the feeling remained— a quiet assumption thinking that they were the ones who had placed the presents there. But you had no evidence nor proof that it was them.

Lesso's lips curled into a slight smile, looking at your expression that was filled with unspoken assumptions. “Let them wonder, The mystery is half the fun after all...”

“What’s wrong? Were you not expecting Santa to give you a present?” Dovey’s voice reached you from the doorway, teasing you slightly at your expression. “We’ll be here if you need us.”Her tone was soft, and gentle.

Though Lesso did not say a single word, she placed a finger to her lips. A soft and unspoken gesture that speaks volumes.

Noticing the subtle indirect hint of that action, you felt a faint, almost imperceptible tug in your chest.

The realization hits. The gifts were from the Deans…

"Do you think they know?" Dovey asked quietly, as she gazed to Lesso.

"I doubt it," Lesso replied playfully, her voice low but laced with an unreadable warmth.

"But I don’t think they need to."

Dovey’s smile widened. "Perhaps not."

As the students continued to unwrap their gifts with wonder, the two Deans exchanged a quiet glance, a silent understanding between them.

And for just a moment, as you stood there under the tree, surrounded by the quiet magic of the school, you understood. Sometimes, the most powerful gestures of all were the ones left unspoken..

[fourleafclovxr]

i think for me right now, the appeal of dovesso lies in its understated nature: the acknowledgement that there's something there, the security of the knowledge of it. i think they're a pair who will always be equals, something that doesn't need to be stated to be known. (because isn't that the point of it all? to be equal? to know implicitly that the other is your equal?)

i'm not as much into the grand declarations of love as i was before. i think to a certain extent, my vision of lesso's characterisation stops me from enjoying them so much. (no hate but i keep thinking: would lesso say that?? would she really?? this applies to my old fic as well. would she really say that, come on.)

dovesso, to me, is the small gestures and the small kindnesses that no one talks about. the phrase in chinese i'm thinking of is 潜移默化: the slow and subtle influence someone exerts on you, the change they bring without you noticing. i think there's something romantic in that. to change the other by loving them. to not demand anything else of that love.

[hxzxrdous]

The School for Good and Evil

Platonic Lady Lesso x Clarissa Dovey x reader

TW: None, I was in a goofy and silly mood when I wrote this

CLOSE YOUR EYES

(This gif made me cackle)

The creaking of the wooden bed filled the air as you settled in, all ready for sleep. However, your tranquility was abruptly shattered by the distinct sound of heels clicking and a cane rhythmically tapping against the floor. Before you could fully comprehend the situation, Lady Lesso burst into your dorm room unannounced. Without uttering a word, she grabbed you by the hand and pulled you with her as she walked down the hallway in silence.

Confusion laced your voice as you tried to comprehend the direction in which you were being taken. It soon became evident that your destination was the infamous Doom Room. You had heard whispers about this ominous chamber, but what had you done to deserve such punishment? Could it be your grades? "Ma'am?"

"Silence, child," Lady Lesso hissed through clenched teeth as she swung open the door to the Doom Room, promptly seating you upon a chair positioned on the elevated podium. As you surveyed your surroundings, your eyes locked onto the two chairs placed in front of you. The room itself was adorned with an array of weapons, their ominous presence sending shivers down your spine. You nervously swallowed, anticipating what awaited you.

Yet, nothing could have prepared you for what unfolded next.

The dean of the neighboring School for Good, located just across the bridge, entered the room, clutching a blanket and a bag. The evil dean coughed awkwardly, casting an assessing gaze in your direction.

"Dovey told me about a certain incident that occurred in the clearing during lunch, when she was on duty," Lady Lesso spoke, her words tinged with a mix of apprehension and concern. Her eyes roamed around you, taking in every detail.

Your eyes widened, realization dawning upon you. This was because you fainted from the lack of sleep the other day? Were both deans planning to punish you for displaying weakness?

"I'm really sorry," you blurted out, shaking your head in an attempt to convey your remorse.

Silence!" Lady Lesso snapped, her voice cutting through the air with a sharpness that demanded your immediate compliance. After a brief moment, she sighed, as if momentarily relenting. "Before you continue babbling, let me finish," she continued, her tone now carrying a touch of weariness. "Dovey informed me that prior to your arrival to this... hallowed institution, you relied on something called ASMR, on some sort of device to help you sleep every night."

Her voice softened as she spoke, revealing a rare glimpse of understanding. However, her stern demeanor quickly returned. "We are all well aware that improper sleep will lead to students not performing their best. This, in turn, increases the likelihood of the forces of Good triumphing over Evil yet another year," she explained, her words laced with a sense of gravity. Meanwhile, Professor Dovey stepped forward, presenting you with the blanket, her expression conveying a mixture of compassion and concern.

"So, let me make it clear that I am not undertaking this task for your sake," Lady Lesso declared, her voice regaining its steely resolve. "I am doing it for myself, for the sake of maintaining our standards of excellence. And... if you tell anyone, you'll win yourself a second trip to the Doom Room."

You watched in confusion as Professor Dovey retrieved a book from her bag, placing it in Lady Lesso's hands. Lady Lesso began tapping her silver-painted nails against the book's cover, displaying a touch of exasperation. "This is ridiculous. Why don't people simply read th-" she began, but her words were swiftly interrupted by Dovey. "Just do it, Leonora," Dovey interjected, her tone firm yet gentle. The good dean turned her attention back to you, offering a warm smile as she assisted you in wrapping a soft blanket around yourself. The soothing scent of lavender wafted from the fabric, instantly calming your senses. Returning her focus to the bag, Dovey delicately produced a glass slipper. "I borrowed this from Cinderella," she whispered softly. "I'm not sure about your fashion preferences, being a Never, but I believe it's quite beautiful." Dovey knelt in front of you, bringing the glass slipper closer so you could examine it more closely. "It's difficult to fully appreciate its sparkle in this dark room," Dovey murmured, redirecting your gaze to Lady Lesso, who continued tapping on the book behind Dovey. "You have a talent for this, ma'am. ASMR seems to be your secret skill," you confessed, feeling a blush color your cheeks. "Is that so?" Lady Lesso furrowed her eyebrows, momentarily taken aback, before clearing her throat. "Well, I suppose I excel at many things," she stated, lifting her head with pride and opening the book, slowly flipping through its pages. Meanwhile, the other dean settled into the second chair, tapping the glass slipper lightly. "I hope Cinderella won't be upset if it gets stained," Dovey whispered softly to herself. Carefully, she returned the slipper to the bag and repositioned her chair closer to you. "May I touch your hair, dear?" she asked, her voice gentle and kind. You pondered for a moment before nodding in agreement. Slowly, Dovey began stroking your hair, her touch gentle and soothing. The good dean's whispering voice was barely audible, but as Lady Lesso began to read from the book, you discovered that Lesso's whispered words were the one that were the epitome of calmness. Her voice had a silvery quality to it, with just the right amount of hoarseness and breathiness to suit your taste. "You can close your eyes, sweetheart. Don't resist it," Dovey whispered, her hand caressing your cheek. Soon you began to drift off to sleep when you felt being lifted up by one of them. You sleepily leaned your head on their neck.

"I can't possibly carry her up the stairs to her dorm, Leonora," Dovey whispered, her hand gently resting atop your head. "Let's take her to my chambers instead. It's just this way," Lady Lesso responded in hushed tones. Before long, you found yourself lying upon a comfortable bed, the softness enveloping you. The sound of their conversation drifted into your sleepy consciousness. "Now, where's the kiss you promised me, for doing this, Rissa?" Lady Lesso's voice carried through the hallway outside the room.

[v3nusxsky]

Would you do dovesso x reader but with like…Dovey being more dominant & no straps/daddy kink? Your preference on sub!Reader or sub!Lesso.

-A

Miss mommy| NSFW

*Authors note~ a very gay threesome to distract me from what is simply a hellish party where everyone pretends we don’t all dislike each other. And it went horrid but I’m almost home at like 2 am so having this one*

Trigger Warnings~ dom Dovey, sub r sub Leo mommy kink punishment for Leo being a brat vibratior praise kink overstimulation kink orgasm forced Leo watching Dovey x reader degrading kink? punishment oral and fingering

Prompt~see ask^^^^^^

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You love your girlfriends, that is obvious but what isn’t is that Clarissa was the dominant one in your relationship while the dean of evil was nothing but a mere submissive like yourself. The dynamic took some getting use to but once you had it made perfect sense, and things were going well. You both had rules from your mommy, they weren’t too bad really, don’t cum unless mommy says you can, don’t touch what’s mommys, be polite, eat and drink when you should, no bad language and most importantly remember your safe words and limits.

You were more of an obedient submissive than Leonora that much was obvious. Leonora often managed to earn a punishment she would attempt to drag you with her. Only succeeding every now and then. You thrive on being mommys good girl more than anything, you quickly learned it was better to behave for Dovey, you were more likely to be pleasantly satisfied than being on the receiving end of her punishments. She may be the Dean of Good but she wasn’t shy on ensuring all her rules were followed exactly how thru should be.

You and Leonora had been sent to lay on Clarissa’s bed, you completely oblivious to the reasoning for why, but Leonora seeming uneasy and shifty. So she’d broke a rule, but why would you still be here? If you were good you often were rewarded away from Leonora’s prying eyes. “You should touch yourself Yano? Mommy won’t mind love” lesso whispered to you only to be met with a firm resistance from you, “no Leo, you’re gonna get me in trouble like last time!”

As your bickering back and forth continued, Leonora trying to convince you to break the rules while you remained firm in your choices, Clarissa was stood outside the door witnessing it all. A proud smile on her lips as you continued to fight against Leonora, she knew how hard that is for you as you were so easily pushed around into submission by anyone really, it didn’t help that Leonora was above you in professional situations which meant you feel like you have to obey her. You are doing your mommy proud and you’d be reward for that but on the counter side Leonora would be punished for trying to corrupt mommy’s precious bunny.

Leo soon snapped her mouth shut when she heard Dovey come in, “strip you bratty little whore” was all the dean for good could bark at Leo before coming to give you a sweet kiss and whisper about how much of a “good girl” you are for her. Of course Leo’s beady eyes caught the kiss and couldn’t help but whine in protest. Where was hers? “Oh no only good girls get mommy, you my darling slut are getting nothing but my new toys I ordered, now sit on the chair.”

Leonora did as asked and was expertly bound hands to her legs, her cunt on full display to Clarissa which happened to be in your view as well. You most certainly were not going to complain. Only then did you catch sight of the pink little oval shape in her hand, Leonora seemed to follow your train of thought as you saw a slight smirk adorning her lips as Clarissa carefully attached it to her pretty pink clit. “Mommy?” The red head whimpered hoping to get some clarity on what was going to happen to her. “Oh no Leo, you aren’t whining your way out of this one, be a good girl and I swear to the lords above I will make you regret it” Clarissa practically growled at the red head before turning the toy on and turning her back on the other dean.

“Hi pretty girl, thank you for being such a good girl for mommy baby” she practically purred, a sharp juxtaposition to how she spoke to Leonora. You beamed up at her before she gently placed a passionate kiss on your lips. It was slow but so passionate and you didn’t want it to end. Buy air is a necessity so you both separated but left your foreheads touching one another.

Her lips began their path down your body as she tore through your clothing distracting you from all the whimpers and whines Leonora was producing thanks to that little toy stimulating her clit. “Mommy! Mommy please please” she whimpered as her orgasm tore through her. You were so distracted by the Leonora’s sounds or Doveys lingering touches that you honestly didn’t know what to try and focus on first. But when you felt the tongue of your mommy against your drenched folds it was clear what would override the other. “Oh mommy please feel so good” you whimpered as she teased your needy cunt.

It was almost as if you and Leonora were having a contest in who could scream the loudest for mommy. Leonora pleading with her to stop the torment on her puffy swollen bud as she was forced into another of her countless orgasms, while you were happily mewling for her as she brought you to the edge of pleasure with just her talented tongue. It seemed that Leonora’s moans filled with pain and pleasure from overstimulation only fuelled the brunette to give you what Leonora clearly wanted. You both know your lover is extremely jealous and possessive so this punishment would be hitting her where it really hurts.

“Mommy mommy god please make me cum wan be good girl p’ease” you mewled causing Rissa to give you more, make you cum just anything and everything. And because you’re her good girl, of course she took great pleasure in slamming two fingers into your dripping cunt. Your strangled fry surfacing at the same time as Leonora’s scream of pain and pleasure. By now the blondes babbling incoherently and trying squirm away from the toy.

You almost felt bad for your submissive girlfriend but then you remembered she choose to be a brat. And you were being reward for being a good girl so why not enjoy every single thrust of her fingers as her mouth locked against your pert bud and harshly sucked on it. Once again your crys mixing with Leonora’s as you came together again. The smile one Clarissa’s face along with her whispers of praise had you slipping further into your groggy sub headspace. With a kiss pressed to your head Clarissa made her way to the red head and looked down at the mess of sweat tears and cum she is.

“Oh so my slut can be a good girl hmm? Want mommy to turn it off baby?” She teased as Leonora sobbed a yes before pleasure cut her off. “Too bad, you’re such a whore you can give me another” she commanded only to be met with fearful eyes from the fiery dean. “N-no m-o-rrre m-oooo-my” she cried for Clarissa to stop the punishment only to be ignored as another orgasm was forced from within her glistening cum soaked cunt. “Shhh Leo, Leo baby breathe your done. You’re all done darling” she murmured coming to shut the toy and free your over sensitive clit from the toy. The bindings were next, only then was she transported to the bed next to you in your fucked out blissful state, while she remains sore.

Leonora was given a few moments to calm down before Clarissa diligently cleaned other her babies up before laying in between the pair of you and allowed you to snuggle up on her chest. And that’s how you all fell asleep.

[blanchettsisla]

Okay, this is for a very specific audience. If your username on character.ai is tiredsimp and you only make Cate Blanchett characters, please, please, please bring Carol Aird back. I legit cried over your bot, please bring her back.

[anyasivy]

i need MORE unrequited dovesso fics where dovey is crazy in love and pining for lesso who obviously knows but just doesn't feel the same FOR SOO LONGGG where it just HURTS SO MUCH BCS HELLO. DOVEY IS SO BEAUTIFUL AND WHOLESOME AND SUCH A RAY OF SUNSHINE. and then i need lesso to slowlyyyy and painfullyyyy fall in love w dovey some time too. i just need it!!!!!!

also. while we're at it, i need more dovey x fem reader fics. it's fucked up how there's so little.

[snakeskins-world]

Y/n*running to anemone*

Y/n:I think I'm dying!

Anemone*defeated sigh* go on

Y/n:whenever I think about the deans my face feels hot and I can't talk properly and my brain doesn't work

Lesso:is that so?

Dovey:what an amazing way to tell us

Y/n:I, wh, h, wh, i

Anemone:I think you broke them

[nyx-aira]

Very much obsessed with lady lesso from school for good and evil (HAVE YOU SEEN CHARLIZE)

Anyways requests are open for her and some dovesso:))

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Hey could you do dovey and Lesso, and and y/n as like a punishment that y/n has to do extra credit off paper if you know what I mean, for both Lesso and Dovey at the same time. Because y/n's grades are bad. You cand do whatever you want with this, I really appreciate your work

Oooh yessss! Love love love writing for Dovesso!! Thanks for the request, anon 🥰 Hope you enjoy 🫰🏻♥️

Extra Credit ~Dovesso xFem Student!Reader

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, age gap(all legal), eating out, threesome, implied future smut, Daddy kink, Mommy kink, praise kink, etc.

Enjoy (;

“Ah, there you are Miss L/N! We’ve been expecting you…!” Professor Dovey exclaimed, as you walked into the library.

All classes had wrapped up by now and the windows in the library showed nothing but a black reflection of the interior of the room.

“Miss L/N, have a seat.” Professor Lesso instructed.

You gulped and drew your attention back to the two stunning deans in front of you.

“This is an informal meeting, nothing to worry about, Dear…” Professor Dovey comforted, trying to lower you apparent anxiety.

Your anxiety wasn’t from that…

The three of you sat down, the two goddesses sitting in parallel, across from you. The two women exchanged glances before Professor Dovey began,

“Sweetheart, we need to talk about your grades…” she sweetly purred.

Your breath hitched and your heart was racing.

“Oh…?” You chocked out.

“Yes, they’re not where we’d like them to be…” Dovey feigned light disappointment, “And Professor Lesso and I have both noticed you being quite distracted in our respective classes…”

At this your face went red and you looked away, avoiding their gazes.

“We have a solution in mind for your little problem…” Professor Lesso husked, standing up and walking to the nearest column to lean against.

You clenched your thighs together at Lesso’s words and her tone. Your heart was pounding in your head.

“Oh…?” You repeated in a stutter, your mind reeling.

“Yes, an extra-credit kind of thing…!” Professor Dovey exclaimed, to which Lesso lightly chuckled.

You looked from one dean to the other.

“We’ve made the girl speechless…” Lesso wickedly chuckled.

With a stride and her cane, Lesso stalked over to you, stopping mere inches in front of your chair and swiftly swiveling around for it to face her. She then grabbed your chin and tilted up to meet her gaze. You froze, doing nothing to stop the woman.

“Do I make you nervous…?” Lesso wickedly purred, staring you down with intent.

Your mouth went dry at the red heads words. You meekly nodded.

“I expect verbal answers…” Lesso growled.

Your eyes widened in her change in tone.

“Yes…” you choked out.

Lesso then suddenly dropped your chin, her gaze making its way back over to her counterpart. Dovey had stood up and walked around the desk to the other side of your chair. She lowered herself to your eye level, cupping your cheek.

“You’ll say if anything makes you uncomfortable…”

“I will…” you whispered, nodding at the same time.

“Good…” Dovey mumbled before closing the gap between your lips and hers.

You gasped and whimpered into Dovey’s precious lips. She kissed you with a light, direct passion. Her lips happily leading the way as you followed. And when she pulled away, a small whine escaped your lips.

“Oh no no, pet…” Lesso wickedly purred, directing your attention over to her, “You take what you’re given and you don’t complain. Understand?”

“Yes…” you whispered, staring from her eyes to her lips in anticipation.

Your expectations were quickly met as Lesso’s lips eagerly ravaged yours. She cleverly bit your lower lip, eliciting a groan from you, and giving her access to slip her tongue inside your wet cavern. Once Lesso had felt she had properly established her dominance, she pulled away, leaving you and your very puffy lips.

“Go make your mommy feel good, pet…” Lesso purred in your ear, nipping at your lobe.

Your breath hitched at the nickname.

“Yes—”

“Yes Daddy…” Lesso was quick to correct you.

“Yes Daddy…!” You breathily moaned out, practically jumping out of your chair and turning around to find Clarissa grabbing your wrist and directing you to the floor in between her legs as she leaned back in one of the lounge chairs.

You eagerly helped Clarissa out of her knickers.

“Use that pretty mouth of yours for Mommy…” Clarissa cooed, guiding your head down to her heat.

You happily obliged, diving into the brunettes soaked folds. Clarissa moaned out in delight, while Lesso watched the whole show with apparent hunger and lust.

The second your tongue had brought Clarissa down from her cumming, Lesso pulled you around into a searing kiss.

“Daddy’s turn…” she wickedly purred into your ear.

Lesso had already discarded her trousers, and as she leaned against a nearby table, you quickly striped those off her tall frame. You were quick to dip your tongue into the red heads hole, eliciting a breathy moan from the wicked dean. Her hand roughly gripped your head, pushing you impossibly further into her cunt.

“That’s it, Baby… Doing so good for Daddy…” Lesso groaned.

Pretty soon, you had Lesso cumming on your tongue as well, leaving you with two sated deans and your own aching heat. Lesso tilted your chin once more to look up at her.

“Be Good. Get your grades up. And Mommy and Daddy might reward you next week…” Lesso wickedly purred.

You bit your lip, nodding.

“Yes Daddy…” you breathlessly whimpered.

“Now get to bed, good girl…” Dovey purred.

“Yes Mommy…” you breathlessly whimpered.

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Part 2 Coming Soon… (;

Lady Leonora Lesso | Clarissa Dovey

[ytace]

Good, Evil And Grey

Lawrd I procrastinated so much, But I thought it would be a good or at least interesting idea to include a Morally Grey MC in a world that’s defined by good and evil.

[Song Recommended to listen while reading]

Pairings: Student Reader X Leonora Lesso X Clarissa Dovey [Platonic, Can be Parental Dovesso]

Warning: Slightly swearing, Falling from heights

Summary: You were in the midst of rewatching a movie you've been wanting to watch for awhile, until something mysterious happened. Opening your eyes to Find yourself in the movie.

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The Soft glow from your IPad flickered in the dim room, casting a calm light against you. Nuzzling against your pillow against your chest with a comfortable blanket tucked above you, you placed a bowl of half-finished snacks to the side. It was one of those quiet nights — Warm and simple, just a time to escape the cold reality by rewatching the movie that you’ve been waiting ages to watch..

Without hesitation you wasted no time to hit the play button. The movie was just as nostalgic as the first time you’ve watched it, familiar faces of Sophie and Agatha was on the screen as they started off their adventure in Gavaldon. The warmth and comfort of the atmosphere embraced you as you felt yourself slowly nodding off, mixed with the soft rustle of your blankets.

Growing drowsier and drowsier..

The enchanted voices of Sophie and Agatha echoed in your mind as the world you were watching through your screen began to blur, becoming more like a dream than the movie you were watching. You barely noticed how the room around you started to soften and fade, as the edges of your vision growing darker and darker. Leaving all that you could hear were the muffled dialogues, the moment you decided to lean your head against the warm pillow.

Your eyelids fluttered shut.

Only that Something felt… off. You were somehow lying on damp grass, a strange chill tickling the tip of your skin making you stir slightly in your sleep.

Annoyed and persistent, you tossed and turned to the other side not wanting to wake from your slumber just yet. Still obliviously unaware of the situation that you have caught yourself in…

The abrupt sound of wind—sharp and cold—pulled you from the edges of sleep. It was like being dragged from the quiet warmth of a blanket into the chill of a strange, open space. "Ugh-" You grunted, Shooting up from the patch of grass out of irritation, you opened your mouth. And the exact moment curses were about to come out from your mouth. Your eyes had only registered that this was no longer your room, The world around you was... unfamiliar, dark, and, for a moment, a little too real. Frustration was quickly filled with a mixed of confusion with terror.

“What the fuck..” you muttered under your breath. As this was definitely not how you wanted to wake up,

Taking in the unfamiliar view of your surroundings..

Trees were Rooted Firm and tall, Stems curled up in twisted forms covered in thick moss, and the ground beneath you was uneven, soft with grass on top of soil. You heard the distant howl of wind, but there was no sound of cars, no city hum…

Wait a minute.. This sight, why was it so oddly familiar?

It feels as if you���ve just seen it before..

“The School for Good and Evil...? It can’t be.”

Except this wasn’t a film anymore. This was the real thing.

A rush of panic swept over you. What was going on? How had you gotten here? Was this even real? Scrambling immediately out of panic as you could feel your senses tingling with the unmistakable pulse of magic.

“I was watching this movie literally just a while ago!- What the actual fuck?”

You took a few steps, brushing your hands against the trees nearby to do a reality check, to see if everything around you wasn’t an illusion.

Everything felt real, From the rough sensation and dented patterns of the tree to that same chill the wind produced the moment you opened your eyes. As you continued to make sense of your thoughts. A faint red hue began to engulf the clouds, spreading it slowly as the sky begun to take in the different shades of red — ominous, mysterious, And full of Magic — feeling the weight of the air as if something was swiveling around you.

Almost out of instinct you turned around, only to see a clouded misty entity with glowing red eyes staring directly at you. Catching eye contact with it, A gasp caught in your throat.

"No.. no.. NO!-" You prayed as you try to run from the source, knowing it was most likely A Stymph. You didn’t even have enough time to run — Taking only a few steps before feeling massive talons lodged onto your shoulders.

"SHIT IM NOT-"

Without even letting you finish your sentence, it immediately Suspended you into the air the very moment it decided to fly off into the horizons. Letting out a raw and unfiltered scream, you felt yourself accended high into the air as the path away from Gavaldon seemed to disappear bellow you. Wind was brushing past your face, hearing the loud thumping of your heart — feeling the surge of heat rushing through your veins, from head to toe. Was it out of Terror? Or was it out of anticipation?..

Could it be both?..

Fuck it, you couldn’t care less about it currently. Your thoughts are purely on treating what you remember from the movie as a survival guide, knowing where your heading next is the enchanted school.

The creature’s body glided through clouds , parting them as if they were cotton candy. The soft mist swirled and shifted all around you like blown dandelions dancing in air. With every beat of its wings, you could feel yourself approaching an adventure.. Each passing moment, the school drew nearer making your eyes immediately drawn to the silhouette of both the schools Its looming presence is almost impossible to ignore.

“Ok.. If I Land in the School for Good, Don’t hit the Fairies.. and if I land in the school for evil, Hold my breath…” you recited. In the midst of being carried through the air, your mind profusely browsed through your memories— reassuring yourself that you’ve watched the movie before, hoping to give yourself some confidence in surviving this whole ordeal.

The School for good first came into view, Basked in warm sunlight glistening off the tips of its majestic towers and fine structures. It’s was an exact replica of what you’d expect in Disney fairytale movies..

You sighed and closed your eyes.

“Just in case” you muttered while Bracing yourself, knowing that there might be a chance the stymph would release you into the pits of flowers and roses. Seconds felt like minutes, as you waited. But it definitely doesn’t seem like you belong in good…

The School of evil loomed just right ahead, as you thought this just might be the destination you’ll end up in. Just like you thought, being flown nearer and nearer, you held your breath — Knowing that you’d be dropped into the pits of the muddy water below.

To your surprise, Destiny has other plans..

It doesn’t seem like you belong in evil either. Since the stymph flew past the school for evil, infact it’s heading back towards the school for good only for it to stop in the middle. Looking bellow you was a small narrow concrete pathway, and anything over the pathway was a pit of deep ocean.

“THE BRIDGE?!-“ you screamed, watching the stymph Hovered along with your body, circling the area that connected both schools.

From afar and high, you squinted your eyes as you saw two familiar figures that seem to be chatting with each other on the bridge. One of them had messy wavy hair, Rigid and composed, wearing a black suit while she held a cane. The other had a much more gentle demeanor, adorned with a warm yellow gown.

“Lady Lesso and Professor Dovey..?” You thought to yourself, hovering in the air. You recognized the two anywhere.

Before A rush of wind followed by a piercing scream was heard, the stymph decided to let go of your shoulders making you fall like a comet from the sky. However luck was cruelly kind — your hand barely grazed the edge of the bridge as you held onto your dear life.

"OH MY GOD, ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!- YOU COULD HAVE DROPPED ME ANYWHERE ELSE BUT BY THE BRIDGE?” You yelled out in frustration, cursing the stymph for putting you in such predicament. Your hands grazing and trembling holding onto the hard pavement of the bridge as veins stood up out of exhaustion, pulsing onto the effort on holding on — it felt like an eternity.

“Please, someone. Anyone.. I can’t hold much longer” you prayed.

As if almost on cue you heard a voice.

“Ah, another scream. How delightful, And Terribly Inconvenient.” Lady Lesso murmured, as though disrupted by [Y/N]’s predicament, walking over and glancing down at the teenager who’s desperately clutching to the edge of the bridge.

“But however…” She continued. “I’ve never seen Any Readers ever get dropped off in the middle of the bridge before…”

“Isn’t that Interesting.”

Her sharp gaze was piercing through you, a cruel smirk curling on her lips before she deliberately tapped her cane gently against your fingers, putting on some weight onto your shaking hands.

“I wonder.. just how long your little fingers can endure before they finally give out?”

With each gentle nudge, she was testing your willpower and your willingness to persevere. Almost like a twisted game of endurance, where danger felt real. But never letting one of her readers fall — Only teasing.

“If you can’t hold on, then perhaps you were never meant to be here..” She said in a smooth voice, laced a hinge of cruel undertone.

Dovey who was distracted, admiring the beauty of scenery wasn’t aware why Lesso had walked front before her. Right until she laid eyes on what was happening further of her, Her Source of morning Calmness now seemed distant. Filled with panic and frustration she yelled out,

“WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING LESSO?!”

Clutching the gown’s delicate lace of silk in her hands. Lifting it high enough for her to take swift and large strides towards Lesso.

“Just doing what the dean of evil would do..” Lesso replied nonchalantly.

Dovey’s expression immediately softened into one of gentle disapproval, her brow furrowed as she glared at Lesso. “Lesso, You know that this not a game! Someone’s life is at stake, You don’t get to treat their suffering as entertainment!” Her voice laced in frustration, as she quickly shoved Lesso’s cane away from pressing against your hands.

“How dull.. Right, I suppose you were never the type to have a little fun. Very well then, since the Dean of good says so..”

Just as your weary hands slipped off the edge of the bridge, you felt yourself being pulled by gravity into the abyss bellow. Time seemed to slow down as you prepared for the heavy impact whilst feeling the wave of fear morphing all over you.

But before the void could claim you, A soft, glowing light flickered at the edge of your vision — It was Lesso’s fingertip Glowing, as she flicked her hands casting a warm coat of magic that enveloped you. Lifting you back toward the safety of the bridge.

Though Lesso’s face remained composed, there was still that undeniable tension in her eyes. You remembered in that split second, when you plummeted, your eyes caught Lesso's reaction but only for a brief moment.

the subtle flicker of panic in her eyes. Her pupil contracting to a small, tight dot. In that fleeting moment, her usual demeanour cracked. If you would've blinked in that moment you wouldn't have noticed.

With one final flick of her finger, the magic solidified, bringing you back to solid ground as if nothing had happened.

"Are you OK?! Are you hurt?, Do you need to sit down?" Dovey’s asked frantically, Her voice cracked with concern. Her words tumbling over each other in a rush, as if she couldn’t ask fast enough. Before scanning you from head to toe, her gaze searching for any sign of injury, of something wrong.

"Really, Dovey?" Lesso’s voice cut through the air, smooth but laced with annoyance. "The reader's fine. You can stop acting like they're about to drop dead any second."

Despite saying that, there was a faint worry buried just beneath the surface that She would never admit.

As they were bickering in the background, You realised that you're still pretty distraught from that, infact your hands were still shaking quite abit from the traumatic experience. And legs that was still trembling from the aftershock.

The moment your legs gave out on you, it caught both the Deans attention. Dovey first rushing over to you, swiftly kneeling down so that you wouldn’t hurt yourself. While Lesso reached out to catch you before you hit the ground, pulling you into her arms to prevent you from falling further. Hoping that you’d regain your strength.

Her grip firm and reassuring, though she was unsure of what to do next. Unlike Dovey who has already had their arms opened offering a comforting hug, she took over Lesso as her soft fingers brushing against your back as she whispered comforting affirmations to ground you. Her gentle touch was like an anchor to calm you down.

Lesso who was watching from the sidelines seemed cold towards the situation, her gaze focused and calculating. But there's a noticeable undercurrent of worry in her eyes that she’d quickly mask — you can even say there was a slight feeling of guilt and Envy.

"Pretty impressive for a first year.. I never thought you'd held on this long." Lesso said, Although you could tell she was trying to brush the slight guilt she was feeling.

“Thank you, uh my name is-" Before you get to say your name, Lesso shushed you. And with a smirk on her face, she answered as if having to have done this same act every year.

“Hmm [Y/N].. Did I guessed it correctly? I always do”

"How do you.."

"I recognise a Never when I see one.." Lesso replied,

"Wait. A Never? Are you sure it's one of your students Lesso..? I'm pretty sure you've made a mistake"

"Don't Be ridiculous Dovey, i am never mistaken. [Y/N] is in my list of arrivals." Lesso spoke confidently.

"Strange.. [Y/N] Is also in my list of arrivals as well.. Infact, Isn't that a little weird given the peculiar circumstances? A student who isnt a Never or an Ever."

"Right.. And this little one does seem to be different, the stymph dropping them off in the middle of both schools is solid proof." Lesso added before tapping the tip of her cane to where you landed.

Just At this very moment, Both the Deans were equally lost in their thoughts. Uncertain on how to proceed in a scenario that didn't really fit into the categories of good nor evil. It was something new they've never seen within years of teaching.

Most of the students who were sent to the school would be categorised into Good Or Evil.

But this year… it was different.

[nifftydeary]

Leooo... can you come here please?

Leonora hearing Dovey, followed her voice and found her in front of the high mirror of her room, trying to tight her dress alone. However she seemed to have some difficulty with the task.

I'm here, can I help you with something Dove, you seem to have some problem...

Well actually yes...could you hum... help me with my dress please my love normally fairy help me out but since I'm in your bedchamber...your the closest I have of a fairy.

Leonora looked at Clarissa with an unconvinced expression covering her perfect feature, before letting a snort out of her lips. Then the evil dean walked to her wife, stoping just behind her back and taking hold of the corset cordons. With a little smirk on her lips Leo then draw them quite hard, making the dress fit Dovey's body perfectly in one gesture. The good Dean let out a little moan at the sudden lack of air before taking a long gasp and getting her breathing even again. After tying the corset, the redhead bright her mouth to her wife ear and whispered something with a serious and unwavering voice.

Common your Highness, we both know that a witch is so much better that a fairy....

For many reasons.

After saying that, Leo looked Clarissa in the mirror seeing her blush like a tomato, satisfaction welling in her. She then kiss the princess neck and went back to her adjacent office without an other word. Only a smirk on her lips and the feeling it wasn't going to be the last time she ties her darling dress.

[hxzxrdous]

Hi, I'm Ana ♡

Rules

I only write platonic x teen!reader fics, that's pretty much it

Feel free to request and/or send me stuff, comments, literally anything, I love interacting with you guys

꒰ ͜͡➸ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑬𝒗𝒊𝒍

𝘓𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘓𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰

𝘔𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 (blurb)

𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 (blurb)

𝘞𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 (pt. 1)

𝘍𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘦 (We have eachother pt. 2)

𝘚𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭

𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘦 (pt. 1)

𝖧𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽

𝖢𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 (ft. Clarissa Dovey (Dovesso🤭))

𝖨 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 (Hope pt. 2)

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵

𝖴𝗇𝗐𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗒𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗒 (ft. @cissyenthusiast010155 )

𝖲𝖺𝖿𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝖾

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅

𝖨𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀?

𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗆𝗇 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌

𝖨'𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄

꒰ ͜͡➸ 𝑨𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒄 𝑩𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆

𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘰𝘯

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 (pt. 1)

𝖠 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍

WIP (The butterfly effect pt. 2)

꒰ ͜͡➸ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑶𝒍𝒅 𝑮𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒅

𝘈𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘚𝘤𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘢

𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚝 ツ

꒰ ͜͡➸ 𝑺𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒕��𝒎𝒂𝒏

𝘘𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘙𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘢

𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚝 ツ

(づ￣ ³￣)づ </333

Enjoy!

[v3nusxsky]

Hey!! I know you said earlier that you are swamped with lesso requests, so really please dont feel like you have to write this. I just had this idea for an agere fic, so yknow how in the school for good and evil movie, when rafal is trying to destroy the schools, and he turns the staff (including lesso and dovey) into dolls?? What if reader is their girlfriend, and she didnt get turned into a doll because dovesso hid her in a room away from rafal so she doesnt get hurt. And reader notices that her mommas havent come back for quite some time, so she goes to search for them. She finds them as dolls, and at first she thinks its funny and she plays with them, but then she starts to miss the real human them and gets really upset. Once rafal is defeated, they turn back into their regular human forms (and remember everything that happened while they were dolls) and they comfort reader to make her feel better, super fluffy ending?? LOVE your writing, i hope youre having a great day. <333

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*Authors note~ I'm sorry it's taking ages for this to be posited but Agere will always have my heart, slowly smashing out these requests and getting ahead of myself which means you'll have fics prepared for when I move :)*

Trigger warnings~ little r Leonora mumma and Clarissa mommy Rafal being a horrid human sad little r

Prompt~ see ask^^^^

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Your girlfriends would always protect you and put your safety and health above their own. It took loving you for them to finally accept the love they'd been denying all the years for one another. And then they realised you regressed, allowing them to function as your caregivers which only strengthened their feelings for you and each other. When you regressed they took you to your old chambers in the school for good, where you had everything your little mind could ever think of.

This particular day, you happened to be snuggled up in the bed with your mommas happily suckling on your fingers as you dozed in and out of consciousness. That's when they heard it, the bang. What on earth would the Nevers and Evers doing now that would be so loud? But then came the terrified screams. Both woman made sure you would be happy and have all your needs met when you awaken before carefully leaving you to rest, they had every hope to be back before you even realised they had gone. But Rafal had other plans for the women.

Waking up cold was something you hated in either mindset, normally you'd have the warmth of at least one of your girls but not today. Your little mind struggled to understand where they'd gone. You spotted your favourite sippy cup and your favourite biscuit shaped like little animals at the bedside, all ready for you to pick at. But soon after you began to notice their absence again, you truly didn't know what to do or where they were which caused you to cry.

Twenty minutes of crying had you trying to escape the bed and flee the room, angry whines of frustration when you couldn't open the door. But after a few minutes of tugging and crying you managed to get it open just enough for you to slip through the gap. There you managed to stumble your way through the halls until you entered the great hall. Colourful and pretty much the dream wonderland for your mindset, but the best part was it came with dolly's.

Both mommas knew just how much you loved dolly's so of course they'd surprise you with dolls in certain places that you'd happen to find. This time it appears you'd been extra good because of the number of dolly's. If you were less excited and in more of a mature mindset you would've noticed the likeness to the people you call friends and your lovers. But you weren't, so with an excited squeal you threw yourself to the ground and scooped up the two dolls that looked like your mommas. "Momma" you whimpered stroking the dolls curly hair, "mommy!" You squeaked happily twirling the doll so her dress moves.

For a while you acted out all the little things your mind came up with, from momma and mommy being with you to adding in your friends miniature versions, going through daily things as you babbled to yourself happily. Looking at the Lesso doll had tears sprinting into your eyes, "mamamama" you babbled as the sadness overwhelmed you. "Want mamama mommmy" you whimpered putting the dolls down gently before curling into yourself in an attempt to self soothe.

You cried yourself to sleep on the cold hard floor, which is how you missed you dolls turning into the usual selves. Leonora was first to run to you, Doveys good instincts wanting her to check on everyone first, she know lesso would make sure your okay. "Dove? Wake up my little devil. Wake up for momma" she murmured while trailing her finger through your hair in a soothing manner. "Momma" you blinked sleepily coming to rub the sleep out of your tired eyes, "miss yous where gones?" That moment you caught sight of your mommy you could've sobbed for joy.

"Hi baby" Clarissa murmured coming to scoop you up in her arms, "I missed you sweet girl, and thank you for being so kind to those dolly's angel, we are very proud of you little love." At the mention of the dolls you began to search the room, not finding any dolls which caused you to cry. "What's wrong my darling?"Clarissa murmured now coming to rub your back in a soothing manner. "Mana dolly gones!" You sobbed hiccuping as the sobs wracked your body. "You want a mama dolly baby?" You nodded watching as Leonora magically produced two dolls, exact replicas of what you were playing with before. "Let's go lay down my love, I'm sure you wanna show momma and mommy dolly to all your other stuffies don't you?"

Word count~ 1019

[memarrymilf]

Just Kiss The Girl

Lady Lesso x Clarissa Dovey

Clarissa Dovey being a bisexual disaster, y/n is in here so beware.

AN: I need Fic, I make fic, you read fic, we love fic.Beep bop boop, I make story for the gay.

Lady Lesso was intriguing, she confused everyone who spoke to her- dramatic jumps in thought, her constant attempt at insulting everyone around her. Lady Lesso was an enigma, and no one wanted to solve the puzzle that was her more than Clarissa Dovey did. The dean of the school of good wanted to know more, she wanted to be her friend.

That was all. Nothing else. When the schools merged, she saw this as an opportunity for her to get closer to her sarcastic co-dean. Lady Lesso was elegance, grace, and calculated movements, and she, well she was chaos, kindness, and fumbling.

No matter how hard she tried she couldn’t match the perfect steps that Lesso would take, every step somehow held meaning when it came from her. Clarissa Dovey was not jealous. Jealousy is evil and, she was good.

Her heart ached for the lonely reader who locked herself away in the far back corners of Lesso’s mind. After the run-in with Sophie, she realized that she really hadn’t put that much effort into getting to know the woman she spent standing next to every day. The woman she spent most of her time around, the only one who could understand the stress she was constantly put under, she did have the same job after all.

Why she had not approached her earlier, she doesn’t know. Perhaps she had seen too much of herself in this woman, the one that was meant to be evil, and it scared her. Lady Lesso was already intimidating enough all on her own. She didn’t scare Dovey per say, but she was always at the risk of being on the receiving end of Lesso’s relentless mocking.

As much as she enjoyed their back-and-forth banter, she didn’t want Lesso to think that she wasn’t being sincere. She truly believed that she would enjoy her company. So, today when she approached her co-dean, she did so with the intent of getting to know her.

As always Lady Lesso was stood at the very front of the dining hall during breakfast, her ever-vigilant gaze settled upon the hoard of students. “Good morning Lady Lesso,” the dean’s eyes snapped up to meet hers. She had the most beautiful eyes that Clarissa had the pleasure of seeing.

“Good morning, Professor Dovey.” Lesso’s eyes moved away from hers and settled back onto the children.

Dovey cleared her throat, “Clarissa,” she corrected.

Lesso looked at her, confused by her statement. “Excuse me?"

Clarissa smiled, “You should call me Clarissa, we are trying to be friends, you know with the schools becoming one and all.” She knew that it was weak reasoning, but she knew it was the only one that she had. It would have been easier had it been anyone but the beautiful and intimidating dean.

Clarissa was not blind; she knew beauty when she saw it- evil was not meant to be that beautiful.

“Well, then it would only be fair for you to call me Leonora.” Clarissa smiled, truly and freely smiled- there was none of the false goodness that she felt the need to carry with her present in it.

They were making progress.

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It has been two weeks since the schools merged, and Leonora had spent way more time in Clarissa’s office than she did in her own.

They had been speaking to each other in a much more familiar way, the way friends would- not like they did before, they were no longer strangers forced to be in each other's constant proximity. Leonora's insults were becoming less hurtful and more playful.

Clarissa was simply happy that she no longer had to fight off the urge to flinch at her new friend's words. She was sat at her desk, working through another round of complaints aimed at the Evers. They were meant to be good, yet it seemed that they just couldn't hold their tongues.

Leonora had a field day the last time she saw the number of complaints that Dovey was working through, so, to ensure that no mocking would be heard, Clarissa resigned herself to doing it within the few moments a day that she wasn't surrounded by people.

It wasn't that Leonora received no complaints, but her children were meant to be evil. Leonora seemed to take pride in the sheer amount of chaos that her children could cause within a day.

"I have another one," the door was slammed open as Y/N entered. She held up another pink slip of paper. Dovey set her pen down and turned her full attention to the professor before her. They did not look impressed, not even in the slightest.

Dovey reached out her hand, Y/N placed the paper down in her open palm.

As she read about the latest incident, she fought the urge to roll her eyes. It seems Beatrix and Hester had gotten into another fight.

Dovey placed the paper onto the pile of matching ones, "This is the third time this week."

Y/N nodded, "If they just realized that they were in love with each other, perhaps the constant fighting would come to an end." Dovey looked up at them.

"In love?" She questioned.

Perhaps she was missing something, but as far as she knew Beatrix was in love with Tedros for almost a whole year. "Yeah, do you really think that they would spend that much getting under each other's skin if they were not interested in each other?"

Dovey's mind started working at a mile a minute, she had seen so much of herself and Lesso in the interactions between the two teens. Had she really been so blind? "For the longest time I thought that you and Lesso were flirting too, so maybe my judgment is flawed, nothing has happened between you two so far."

Dovey stopped breathing, she and Lesso?

She wasn't appalled at the notion, the thought had simply never even crossed her mind. They were friends, nothing more.

"That's ridiculous." The words come out harsher than she intended.

Y/N nodded their head. "I see that now."

They turn to leave the room without waiting for Dovey to reply, "That however does not change the fact that the two of you act like an old married couple every time that you are in the same room."

The door banged shut behind them, with those appalling manners one would forget that they were the professor of Etiquette.

Dovey sat there for a moment. She wasn't attracted to Lesson, was she?

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Dovey marched over to Lesso, she was sitting in her seat for lunch.

Lesso looked up at her as she approached, she stopped in front of her

Dovey didn't falter. "Are we flirting?"

"Do you want us to be flirting?" Dovey looked at Lesso's smirking face for a moment.

Lesso didn't look disgusted or angry, she looked amused. Not the same way that she did when she wanted to laugh, no, the way she looks when they have their late-night heart-to-hearts.

"Perhaps." She replied, lifting her eyebrows slightly.

They stare into each other's ey- "Oh for the love of everything good, just kiss already!" Y/N's voice was heard yelling from across the table.

Lesso leaned forward connecting their lips. Fireworks erupted behind Dovey's eyes.

She realized in that moment that she knew what it felt like now, this was love.

[ciphersonlywife]

so uh...yk that idea that I mentioned a while back about a lesso/evelyn/reader fic...

kinda did it :)