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Monica Geller x Fem!OC - Willing To Try Something New.

Living in London was such a beautiful experience for Madeline. She never wanted to leave, yet there she stood in front of an American coffee shop, desperately trying to find a place to stay. She worked as an actress and model for around twelve years. She was a well-known and respected celebrity but now everyone who saw her would give her dirty glances and send hateful comments to her.

Entering the coffee shop, she placed her coat on the coat rack and rolled her luggage to the counter. "Excuse me." she said. The waitress looked up from her notepad and glanced at the woman before her before gasping in shock. "You're that celebrity that flopped in Hollywood aren't you?" she said, tapping the woman beside her who looked at her co-worker in confusion before she made eye contact with the lady in front of her. "Oh my god, Madeline? As in Homewrecker Madeline?" the woman just blinked back the tears in her eyes before replying. "I'm not a homewrecker, alright? It's all a misunderstanding." The two workers looked between each other before rolling their eyes. "Right."

Being fed up with their behaviour, Madeline walks over to another worker who was serving drinks to a group of people. "Excuse me." The waitress sets down her last order on the counter before looking at the messy woman behind her. "Ye- Whoa...I mean, hello, how can I help you?" she said with a bright smile. "I was hoping if you knew a place where I could sleepover for the next few days till I can get a place of my own." The waitress was about to answer till she heard a loud cough behind her. She looked behind her to look at the group of people who were calling her over.

She apologized saying she'd be right back and walked over to them. Madeline was impatiently waiting with her luggage watching as the waitress talked to the people. Her gaze landed on one of the woman in the group, she looked stunning with her shoulder length, black hair and beautiful lips that looked kissable. Her blue eyes looked gorgeous but it was hard for Madeline to see them clearer since she was a bit far and wasn't wearing her prescribed glasses as she should.

The waitress was finally done with her chattering walked over to the woman who was both nervous and worrisome. What if the woman said she hadn't none any place that was giving free accommodation. She couldn't go back to London, the reason why she had even came to America was to get away from the drama but if she didn't find a place to lay low then she'd have no choice but to return back home to the insults, the dirty glances from people on the street, her family's constant casting her out and her own friends turning their backs to her. She couldn't go back to that. She had to suffer with that for more than a month, to live with it for many more months and mostly likely years as well would be literal torture.

Madeline was pulled out of her thought with the sound of clap in front of her face. "Sorry, what were you saying?" she asked the waitress who looked at her with a large smile, this one was more genuine than the one before. "I was saying that I do know a perfect place." Madeline's eyes widened in shock and her jaw nearly dropped but she regained her posture. "Really, where?" she asked. "At my friend's apartment, it's only a few blocks and stairs away, not at all far from here." "Oh- I don't know if I can accept, I don't wanna be a bother to your friend." "She honestly doesn't mind, not all, right Monica?" the waitress turned to the side to look at her friend who she was talking about. It was the woman that Madeline had being eyeing earlier on. "Yeah, it's cool I have an extra bedroom that no one's using." The waitress turned back to me with her beaming smile never leaving her face. "Yeah and I live with her too so it'll be her, you and I together."

The black-haired woman was hesitant for a moment till she looked back at the seated woman who had a small smile on her face. It's not like she's never seen anyone smile before cause she's seen the waitress's never leaving smile but there was something about her friend's smile that made Madeline feel like saying yes was the right choice. So she did. "Great! Would you guys mind taking her back to the apartment and getting her comfortable?" said the waitress referring to the other people who were mostly likely her other friends. "Yeah, no problem." they said. "Great! So I'm Rachel by the way- Rachel Green and these are all my friends, they'll help you get settled in and make you feel welcomed." "Alright then, thank you so much, I promise that one day I'll repay you." said Madeline as she shook the woman's hand. "There's no worries, anyway I have to get back to work, I'll talk to you at the apartment when I'm doing with my shift. Bye." "Bye."

"You ready to go? Or would you like to order something first?" said Monica. "Um-" Looking down, Madeline observed her messy body that was covered in absolute filth. "I think I'm ready to go, I could really use a shower." Sniffing her sleeve of her shirt she nearly gaged. "Or two."

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Chapter 2

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itzvintagevibez · 3 months

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it's a hard knock life, honestly

✨️I'm a writer of course i'm going to stare at my open Laptop for hours without writing anything ✨️

#writer community #writers on tumblr #writing #writing ideas #writer's block #relatable

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Clarissa: *decorating the Christmas tree* Hey, Reader, I have a question.

Reader: *helping Anemone sort the ornaments* Sure.

Clarissa: What do you want for Christmas?

Anemone: No! I told you not to ask her that!

Clarissa: But I wanna know why.

Reader: *rolls eyes* Anemone I'm not gonna do what you thought I was gonna do *looks at Clarissa* I actually don't know what I want this year.

Clarissa: Mhm. I understand.

Anemone: Oh please, you know exactly what you want.

Reader: Why are you hanging a rope at my neck Anemone? I told you I don't know what I want. *places an ornament on the tree*

Anemone: Sure...

Leonora: *walks into the room* Hey, there's some mail for you, Clari-

Reader: *kneeling down at Leonora's feet* ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOU!!!

Clarissa: Wha-

Anemone: Told you!

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Satisfied

A Lady Lesso Fanfiction based on the Hamilton song 'Satisfied'.

16 years old:

An Ever and a Never relationship was the most down-looked and revolting thing that could ever happen, it was also strictly forbidden. For decades, centuries and millennials having a scenario whereby an evil fell for good or vice versa had never happened before and everyone thought it was best to leave it at that. However, that changed when two adolescents; Y/n and Leonora met one evening in the garden.

"Who are you?" Y/n inquired at the redhaired girl who sat behind a large tree with a book in hand. If she hadn't decided to go around the garden she would easily missed the girl. "Lesso, Leonora Lesso. Who are you?" The redhaired girl looked up to girl standing in front of her, she couldn't make out what her face looked like cause of how dark it was. "My name is Y/n White," the redhead raises an eyebrow even-though she knew the girl probably wouldn't have noticed. "So you're the daughter of the honoured Snow White?" Y/n made a faint laugh before realizing that what the girl said wasn't a compliment and more of sarcasm.

Slightly frowning she asked, "Who are your parents? Is it Merida?". Leonora made a fake gasp and replied with, "Wow, what gave it away? My red hair?" She scoffed before continuing, "I'm not from this magical world, Princess." Perplexed with the new information that Y/n learned she inquired the redhead, "What do you mean?" "I'm from an outside world called Gavaldon."

"How did you get here?"

"I don't know, all I remember is being carried by a charcoal black and crimson red shadow which brought me to the school of evil."

"Wait- you're a Never?"

"Do I look like an Ever?"

Y/n fell silent before saying, "Well...I don't know, I can't see your face in this darkness, how were you even reading?" Leonora uses her finger glow to make a purple light beam shine from her index finger. "Fair enough, you have a really beautiful finger glow by the way." Y/n stated still mesmerized by the lavender-purple. Leonora only silently murmured a 'thank you' before making a lantern appear and holding it up so she and the girl before her could see their surroundings.

Before Leonora could ask about the girl's finger glow, her eyes darted to the Evergirl's face and she went mute, mesmerized with the girl's beauty. The girl's eyes were complement well with the light from the lantern and her skin shined underneath it too. The girl was wearing a beautiful, beige ankle length dress that held her hips well. Leonora's cheeks tinted as she felt embarrassed for feeling what she felt for the girl's stunning appearance.

"Leonora, are you okay? You were gonna say something till you stopped, if there something behind me?" Y/n asked as she quickly turned behind her but was met with nothing but a bush whose leaves swayed with the breeze. Coming to her senses Leonora shook her head and looked at Y/n's eyes and used them as a focus point to prevent herself from staring down at the girl's plump lips.

"I wanted to ask you, what colour your finger glow is." Y/n elegantly lifted her right index finger and a white light beamed. "See, it's basic," she stated before closing her fingers into a palm to form a fist. "Maybe so, but it's also a good thing for your finger glow to be that colour," Leonora exclaimed as her voice softened a bit as well as the gaze she had on the girl. "Why do you say so?" Leonora uses her magic to keep the lantern up by itself and went down to pick up her book and showed the girl, a page she was previously reading which had a black cat image as the bookmark. "Here it states that: Anyone whose finger glow beams that of a white colour, means that they are pure of heart."

"That sounds, pretty cool actually." Y/n stated, a bit taken-a-back by the news but also amazed by it. The two girls went silent and awkwardly looked around their surroundings, watching as leaves on the ground would be blown away by the wind, how beautifully the moon's light shone on both of their schools, giving that of good a stunning appearance and evil a horrifying one.

"It's getting late, I have to get back to my school or else my dean will sit me down in an isolated room and be at neck with an axe." Leonora said breaking the unpleasant silence with an unpleasant statement.

"Why would they do that? That's...that's-"

"Evil?' Leonora cut her mid-sentence already knowing what she wanted to say and she only shrugged her shoulders. "It's the punishment that Nevers who disobey our dean's rules undergo in, and one of rules is to be in our respective dorms during curfew hours." "I guess I need to go too, my roommate will be the one at my neck but with her hands, bombarding me with her numerous questions." Y/n said, smiling at the thought of how she'd have to explain to her friend why she was late.

"That sounds, not Ever like," Leonora stated dumbfounded by the way Y/n describe her friend. "No, no- you misunderstood. Clarissa is an Ever at heart it's just that when she gets mad she tends to be a bit...scary and extra." Leonora sighs before putting one hand out for Y/n to shake, and Y/n happily accepted. After contemplating her next move, Y/n decided to embrace Leonora in a warm hug. The redhead's cheeks flush a deep red and she kept her gaze on the ground when Y/n pulls away. "Well...goodnight Leonora." The redhead's attention was caught by the mentioning of her name as she looked up to lock us with stunning girl before her. "Evilnight...Y/n."

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18 years old:

After the two girls' little interaction that night, they began having secret meetings in that same garden. They knew that what they were doing was risky, as it would jeopardize their reputations, mainly Y/n's since she was an Ever and the daughter of one of the most beloved Queens in all of fairy-tale history. However, the two girls cared for each other, adored one another...they were in love.

It was the week of the Evers Ball and Y/n was hoping to have Leonora as her date. It was also the year of their graduations so she wanted to end her last year of schooling breaking the forbidden rule and be able to openly express her love for her girlfriend. She knew Leonora would decline going though, she didn't like such events and she was also scared of getting caught and people having a more negative reaction to their relationship.

"Nora, please," Y/n begged. They were in their favourite spot of the garden, Leonora was sketching images of a tree with an apple as Y/n sat beside her with her hand laying lazily on the redhead's shoulder. Leonora sighed before she slightly turned her head to her girlfriend's and kissed the top of her forehead. "Sorry, my love, but I just can't and you know why." Y/n pouted her lips as she removed her head from her girlfriend's shoulder. Leonora looked at her with a soft smile, adoring how beautiful she looked upset, she leaned in and kissed her pouted lips trying to turn her frown upside down, which successfully worked as Y/n returned the passionate kiss and place her hands on the redhead's cheeks and caressed them delicately.

Eventually they parted but not a lot as their lips still partially brushed against one another. "I wish, that stupid rule didn't exist." Leonora spoke out. "I don't wanna have to see those revolting princes flirt you and ask you to be theirs." Y/n lets out a dry laugh. "You mean their dates to the ball?" Leonora shakes her head, "I mean, romantically, I've seen some of your male friends confess to you and wish for you to be their girlfriend." The redhead's eyes become a bit teary and she looks away trying to hide it, her tears, sadness, anger and jealousy. Y/n uses her index finger to turn her girlfriend's head to face her once more as she wipes a tear that falls on her lover's cheek. With a soft smile she says, "Then I assume that you've also seen me regret them all the time and cut ties with them. Nora, I will always choose you, you know why? It's cause I love you. And only you, whether or not we get caught, I will always want you, I'll stick with you till the end. Okay?" The redhead embraces Y/n in a tight hug and Y/n didn't mind that she was lacking oxygen, she would only occasionally get to see Leonora this vulnerable because she's always been taught to hind her emotions, so I'm not risking any chance to see her express herself.

Leonora decided to attend the Ever's ball as Y/n date, no matter how frightened and anxious she was about it. She loved Y/n and would do anything for her just as much as Y/n would do the same. Both girls have gone through other great lengths for another and going public about their love for one another would be the biggest one yet, as Y/n thought. But little did she know that the biggest sacrifice made would be by her.

On the night of the Ever's ball, Y/n stood in front of the mahogany doors of the hall, panicking. Around her was The Headmaster, her Dean of Good and Leonora's Dean of Evil. Their planned failed...miserably. Y/n and Leonora had entered the ballroom, hand-in-hand. All the Ever students, professors and the dean were mortified. They knew Leonora was a Never, from her black suit attire and cause was infamous in both schools for her mischievous behaviour. Leonora was immediately attacked by the fairies who tried to escort her off campus but she fought them off, the Dean decided to take matters into their own hands and blocked both of the girls out of the ballroom using a shield spell. Which lead them to the current situation they were in.

"What were you thinking?!" The Headmaster bellowed, his hands making extravagate movement causing Y/n to flinch. "We wanted to show everyone that there's nothing with feeling a romantic attraction to the Nevers as Evers," I exclaimed. The Dean of Evil looked down at Leonora who stood beside me. "Miss Lesso, where you apart of this?" They inquired the redhead who only smirked and said, "No." Y/n stared at her the girl beside her, dumbfounded by her answer, she tried to speak but the words got caught up in her tongue as she stammered a little 'What?' underneath her breath but loud enough for her girlfriend to hear.

"I was using her," Leonora stated confidently with her dirty smirk still attached to her face as she walked over to her Dean proudly. "She told me that she was in love with me and I thought it was revolting, but...I realized something, the daughter of the beloved Snow White...claims to like me romantically, this could work well in my favour. So I decided to swallow my pride and tell her a false 'I love you' so that I could have utter control over her." The Dean of Evil raised his eyebrow, impressed by her scheme while Y/n could only watch and listen in betrayal.

She recalled back to the first month of which they started dating, Leonora would occasionally ask Y/n for money and always exclaimed that it was for her to get potions she needed for her exams, or medication for a fever she had and Y/n would always give her the money she wanted. They started off simple at fifty golden coins, then they escalated to hundred, two hundred and fifty, three hundred and next thing Y/n was giving away over a thousand dollars to Leonora.

"I sucked out every dime, penny, quarter and dollar that I could get out of her and she willingly gave me every time cause she thought I 'loved her' as much as she did for me. I could never love someone, especially a filthy Ever such as herself." Leonora finally finished her little rant and her Dean merely laughed out loud and applauded her for the purely wicked things she did. "Why would you all of this?" Y/n inquired the redhaired who turned to look at her with a hint of disgust in her face. Y/n tried looking for a hint that Leonora was lying to her and everyone but she couldn't find none of it, not even in her eyes. And everyone knows that; eyes don't lie.

"It's simple Miss White, I don't like you, I never did. Did you really think that I'd care enough for you? I guess you must've not seen that page in the book I showed you all those years ago. "What do you mean? What page?" Leonora lifted up her right index finger and a dark purple light beamed. "I told you that your white light symbolized pure heart, remember?" Y/n eagerly nodded her head wanting to get to the bottom of the redhead's scheme. "Right next to that page was one that talked about a dark purple light, it stated; A person whose finger glow is a dark colour of any kind, it symbolizes that the person has a heart of Pure Evil." She ended her statement proudly, her iconic smile still on her face. "Don't be so down on yourself though, I did play my act extremely well."

"No kidding," I scoffed. All emotions of betrayal, heartbreak, sadness, and anger were all mixed up within Y/n. The Dean of Good finally spoke up and told the Dean of Evil to leave the building and return to their school with Leonora. Y/n tried to defend herself but it was no use, both the Dean and Headmaster believed Leonora's case and refused to listen to your reasoning. The next day, Y/n was expelled from the school however she still got her graduation certificate but didn't get to walk on the stage and wasn't even invited to the graduation ceremony. Her parents were ashamed by her actions and she was forced to marry a Prince by the name Arthur.

Y/n didn't even try to convince her parents to change their minds, she felt as if she deserved it. It was her fault for trusting evil, people were right about her...she was just as naïve as her mother. During the day of her wedding, she reunited with an old friend of hers, Clarissa Dovey. Y/n felt embarrassed seeing her best friend, thinking she'd feel ashamed that of her actions but she was wrong to her delight. Clarissa embraced Y/n in her arms telling her how much she missed her and would always be by her side, even with the scandal she went through. Y/n tried to convince her otherwise but Clarissa refused to listen she promised to be with her and Y/n only tightened the hug and let her tears cascade down her cheeks.

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37 years old:

Years passed by and everything went back to normal, people merely only talked about Y/n's affair as a fairy-tale and it soon became a forgotten topic. Fortunately for Y/n, the Ministry of the magic world uplifted the rule after the an incident happened when two girls from a small town came to the Schools of Good and Evil and coincidentally made both schools merge together. Y/n could help but send a mental 'thank you' to the two girls even though they returned back to their home. Her dream finally came true, good and evil were one. When the news broke out, at first people were hesitate but sooner everyone got used to it. Y/n's husband, King Arthur, confessed to her that although he loved her, he was in love with his ex-boyfriend who he had to break up with to protect their secret. Y/n felt happy for her now ex-husband, she actually did enjoy their marriage as to her surprise, he was kind, empathetic, smart and overall a true prince. They became good friends through their marriage and after their divorce they were best friends, both of them felt free even though they didn't mind being tied to one another.

King Arthur left the palace to Y/n to which she was grateful for and they didn't have any kids during their marriage because they didn't feel comfortable doing so and weren't even sexually attracted to one another so they wouldn't have a chance to enjoy it and they were both virgins and wanted their first times to be with someone they loved.

A month after the divorce, Y/n was living in her palace with her white cat, Snowy and her white rabbit, Frosty. She was accompanied with some guards and maids cause she couldn't clean and the house was too big to clean by herself in the first place. Y/n was in her bedroom talking with Frosty as Snowy laid on her lap asleep. One of the maids then entered her room after knocking handing her a letter sent from her best friend: Clarissa Dovey.

She excitedly opened, she didn't have any friends apart from her pets, Arthur and Clarissa so she was always giddy when she'd receive a letter from her two human friends. The letter was a wedding invitation to Clarissa's wedding. Clarissa had been talking about a person who she met and couldn't but feel attracted too and wrote to Y/n for advice at most times and Y/n was always happy to help her. The person she loved made her happy and that was enough for Y/n. However when she read the invitation, she choked on her coffee and stared at the letter, heartbroken.

Clarissa...was marrying Leonora.

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Notice To All My Readers!

Unfortunately, I won't be able to post any stories until early December as I have studying for my tests and exams that are around the corner for the semester. I've been trying to write the requests I've received but it's hard to balance between writing fanfictions and studying and of course, studying is my main priority so I have to choose it first.

If you sent me a request and would not be able to patiently wait for m to finish my exams by December then I would not mind at all if you sent me a message asking for your request back to ask someone else to make it. I wouldn't want to force you to wait around until I'm available to right again.

As an apology for the inconvenience, I will not only finish writing all the requests I received and publish them when my exams are over but I have also created a series for a Charlize Theron Fanfiction with her character, Clea Strange. And I'm also making one for Elaine Markinson from Gringo and a Charlie Gillespie Fanfiction about his character Luke Patterson from Julie And The Phantoms. I'm also planning on writing a series for Lady Lesso and Aaron Burr from Hamilton: The Musical cause Leslie Odom Jr absolutely slayed in that musical and he also slayed my heart so yeah.

Other characters who I've already created drafts of their series are:

Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow (Black Widow + Avengers)

Newt Scamander (Fantastic Beasts)

Bellatrix Lestrange (Harry Potter)

Fezco O'Neill (Euphoria)

Eulalie Hicks (Fantastic Beasts)

Regina George (Mean Girls) - would probably be some skits tho

Doctor Strange (Doctor Strange + Avengers: Endgame + Multiverse of Madness + a spiderman movie, forgot the name)

However, it depends on how I feel about the series that determines whether or not it'll be made, in the meantime I hope the best for everyone reading this and those who've stuck by me as I wrote my wacky fantasies with different characters, especially Charlize and I am once again sorry for the inconvenience.

Till I see you again, in December.

For now it is, farewell.

💜

#news with abigail.m #abigail wishes farewell #till december #lovies #talking with abigail.m #writers on tumblr #writer community #fanfiction community #keep being gay...it looks good on you

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itzvintagevibez · 7 months

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Julie And The Phantoms

Edge Of Great

Running from the past, Tripping on the now. What is can be found, It's obvious.

#julie and the phantoms #julie x luke #edge of great #no.1 tv show ever #why did netflix cancel a show with SO MUCH POTENTIAL

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Y/n: I can't believe it...

Trevor Noah: What?

Y/n: I can't believe that- my best friends are both Africans. *covers her mouth with her hand.*

Charlize Theron: Y/n, you're an African too.

Y/n: Oh-yeah!...I forgot.

Trevor Noah: It's funny though- we're like the three musketeers but the African version.

Y/n: Does Charlize count though? I mean she's an Afrikaner.

Charlize Theron: Yes- the term Afrikaner is Dutch for African.

Y/n: Hmm...*whispers to Trevor* does it mean African?

Charlize Theron: *heard her question cause she's shit at whispering* I heard that.

Y/n: No you didn't... *whispers to Trevor again* Did she hear me?

Charlize Theron: *heard her once again* Hierdie idioot van my.

#gxglesbianlgbt #gxg #fem reader #charlize theron x reader #charlize theron x female reader #lesbian #lgbtq #charlize theron #charlizeafrica #trevor noah #trevor noah x fem reader #trevor noah x female reader #wrting ideas #writers on tumblr #charlize theron x african reader

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itzvintagevibez · 8 months

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Forgot I never showed my poster designs for this pride month

I did this for uni

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itzvintagevibez · 8 months

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I was recently told by my best friend that I'm a combinations of Joey Tribbiani and Monica Geller from F.R.I.E.N.D.S. Personality-wise not physical wise which I find so crazy cause their my favourite characters, it's chandler and monica then joey and phoebe then rachel and ross last.

this is a crazy duo if i'm being honest but it's my crazy duo so i love it

and now i have the random urge to read & write a monica x fem!rader fanfic...and i am...but i might leave it in my drafts depends

like i love her so much in the show

#fem reader #gxg #gxglesbianlgbt #friends #f.r.i.e.n.d.s #monica geller #i'm a simp for monica geller #should i post the fanfic from my drafts?#chandler bing #phoebe buffay #ross geller #rachel green #joey tribbiani #monica geller x fem reader #monica geller x female reader #w/w #w/w romanc #sapphic

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Lady Leonora Lesso x Fem!Ever!Professor - Fetish

I LOVE THIS SONG SO MUCH!! AND SELENA <3

Part I

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The dean of evil has observed changes in the new Ever Professor since she enrolled in the school of good. Prior to accidentally bumping into the redhead dean, the professor was initially quite composed, kept to herself most of the time, and ever since, the dean has seen her everywhere. While she visited the school of good she'd noticed the ever professor walking in the same hallway and corridor as her and greet her with the same grin. Even though the dean was aware that every professor worked for the school of good, she still found it strange to encounter her every day at the same spot, at the same time. It was equally as bad during meals.

Take it or leave it Baby take it or leave it But I know you won't leave it 'Cause I know that you need it

During meal times, Lady Lesso would sit across the her co-worker, Clarissa Dovey as the ever professor, Y/n would sit between her and Anemone. While the redhead dean would make small talk with Clarissa and Anemone she'd constantly catch stares from the ever professor yet act as if, she hadn't seen her. Y/n never bothered to engaged into a conversation with the dean yet she'd coincidently meet her numerous times and watch her with a certain look in her eyes that the dean couldn't comprehend. To say she was uneasy would be an understatement, but she was unable to acknowledge how freaked out she felt as the ever professor's gaze swept over the dean's body. It appeared as though a predator was observing its victim and was prepared to strike at any time. However, the dean always looked forward to the end of mealtimes because it meant she could leave the institution and go home, away from the ever professor.

Look in the mirror When I look in the mirror Baby I see it clearer Why you wanna be nearer

But the dean couldn't be more mistaken. Even though she loathed it because her students scarcely even did well in her class, Lady Lesso went straight to her office after dinner to grade her students' papers because she preferred not to have to talk to the one professor she had always tried desperately to avoid. But when the dean came into her office, she didn't see any of her students' papers piled up on the desk. Her desk had been cleared, and as she drew nearer, she noticed that all of her papers had been graded and marked. Her mouth almost dropped when she saw how immaculate her workplace was from ceiling to floor.

I'm not surprised I sympathize, ah

She looked over her entire workspace in a state of stunned silence. She found a note on her counter, it read: Take a break and relax, you deserve it. xoxo, Your Y/n. The dean tore up the note in her hand, lit her fireplace, and flung the shredded pieces of paper, only to find another message on her counter. I saw that, My Love, don't attempt to test me, okay? xoxo, Your Y/n. The dean was apprehensive to burn the letter, but she wasn't going to let anyone, especially an ever, dictate to her. The message was hurled into the raging flames, which turned purple at that very moment. "Lesso, My Love, why all the hostility? You have now received two warnings." "What is your obsession with me?! Why do you keep staring me and how do you know my every move?!" screamed the dean to Y/n whose appearance was made with the flames. "Lesso, your stressed, go to sleep and I promise this will all make sense, alright My Love?" the dean shivered at the sound of the woman's voice as she said My Love. "Don't call me that." "But why, My Love?" the woman said with the same tone she used before while she titled her head watching the dean carefully with a sinister smile on her face. The dean having enough, put out the fire.

I can't deny Your appetite, ah

The dean hurried to her door and confirmed that she was going to inform Clarissa of Y/n's antics in hopes that she would be able to deal with her or, better yet, terminate her. Her eyes grew tired, and she began to feel a little sleepy when the dean's fingertips brushed the doorknob. She attempted to press the doorknob with her hands, but they simply slipped off, causing her to slide down the door with no ability to move her body. When she landed, she attempted to gaze about the space, but it was ineffective because her vision was foggy and everything appeared to be moving in circles. The last thing she noticed was a figure approaching her in purple just before darkness engulfed her vision.

You got a fetish for my love I push you out and you come right back

The weeks passed as Lady Lesso continued to run into the ever professor. She eventually discovered by some probing in her counters that she was the daughter of Aphrodite, which was both a success and a failure because it revealed the cause of the ever professor's fixation. All of the never-ending looks, messages, gifts, and couple names came from Y/n falling in love with her. Because Y/n repeatedly threatened to remove the dean of good if Lady Lesso revealed the situation to the headmaster, Lady Lesso never brought the subject up to him nor Clarissa. However, as previously mentioned, her spying was a failure because the ever professor caught her and had a look of frustration in her eyes when she did.

Don't see a point in blaming you If I were you, I'd do me too

The dean was now tied around her wrists and ankles and imprisoned in the doom room. Ironically, the dean was about to be disciplined with her own works by an ever, but it had to be done as Y/n had instructed. Despite the fact that they both knew she was upset deep down, the ever professor had a happy expression on her face as she scanned the assortment of weaponry that were kept in a corner. The dean kept betraying the woman's heart, her promises, and her confidence. The woman turned to face the terrified redhead who was locked up and sat, "Is it Clarissa?" asked Y/n. However, the redhead was concerned with other matters. She had no recollection of how she got there; the last thing she remembered before going into a coma was having supper in the staff cafeteria.

You got a fetish for my love I push you out and you come right back

"Lesso, answer my question!" The woman's voice croaked with each word she spoke, and the dean's focus wandered back to her. With a knife in her right hand, Y/n was now standing in front of the redhead. She lifted her head up and tucked the tip beneath the dean's chin to meet the bereaved woman's teary eyes with her own. Although the redhead and she both understood that she still loved Lesso, she was furious right now more than the dean had noticed. Lady Lesso attempted to break the eerie silence by speaking, but the woman was one step ahead of her as their lips came into contact. After Y/n withdrew, she kissed the dean's face once more before slapping it.

Don't see a point in blaming you If I were you, I'd do me too

The dean gasped in pain as she was forced to look at the person in front of her by two unexpectedly kind hands placed under her chin. Y/n inquired again, "Answer my question, Lesso, is it Clarissa?" "I'm not sure what you're asking; is it Clarissa, what?" The redhead spat, gasping for air and struggling to speak. Y/n carefully observed while the dean's chest pounded before rephrasing her query. "Is Clarissa…the one you love?" the dean's eyes widened in shock that she forgot to answer till she saw Y/n's hand raising that she blurted out, "No! No! She exclaimed, "Clarissa isn't who I love; I never loved her." Y/n hesitated to speak for a brief moment. "Who do you love?" Y/n asked. "You...i-it's you." Y/n's gaze softened for a second till they went back to anger, "You're lying...you're FUCKING LYING." The dean screamed in agony as Y/n dragged the knife that was still in her hand into Lady Lesso's palm and watched as it bleed. The redhead was a mess; her hair was scattered, her face was red and wet from all her intense tears and her lips were quivering in sadness and pain. Then it happened once more, she blacked out.

You got a fetish for my love...

Part 2 coming soon

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hi!! could i please ask for leonara lesso prompt 1 please? thank you! :)

yes, and i apologize for the late post

Lady Leonora Lesso x Female!Student!Reader

Prompt 1 - "Eyes Up Here, Ever." Lady Leonora Lesso Prompts

It's been three months. Each one more drastic than the other. There have been numerous rumours circulating about the dean of evil and a particular student pulling practical jokes on one another. At first, the joke was small and simple, the dean would make insults about an ever student by the name, Y/n Y/l/n. The insults were nothing more than comments about her clothing saying that it was either too revealing or not revealing enough and about the ever girl's hair saying that it was either too messy or too neat. Y/n wasn't really triggered by these words till a day came when the dean thought it would be hilarious to ruin Y/n's favourite dress.

At this point, Y/n reached her breaking point. She was upset with the grinning dean, and she moved quickly to exact retribution. Y/n secretly added a serum to the dean's tea during her lunch break. She took a sip and immediately felt her tongue start to burn as if she had sipped directly from a spicy condiment. She violently slapped her fist against the table in anguish as she trembled. She drenched herself entirely by pouring milk, white, and every other liquid she could get her hands on onto her tongue. The professors and students were all taken aback and perplexed by her antics until Y/n's laughing broke the tension in the room.

Then that's when it began, the pranks. Everyday it was either the dean would pranks Y/n in the morning then Y/n would get her revenge at lunch. Everyone was quite shocked by their foolish fights but also confused as to why the dean hadn't taken the ever girl to the doom room, which is where she takes all her students who crossed her. However, the had to admit that the stupid pranks the two would throw at each other were quite entertaining. The Nevers would cheer for their dean whenever, she played her game and occasionally helped her. The Evers on the other hand would be Y/n's cheerleader and support her silly game with the dean. Even Professor Dovey was supportive of Y/n. She saw it as good beating evil once again and would encourage the Ever students to assist her if required.

From making Lady Lesso's renowned red hair pink for a full week to limiting Y/n to only hearing the dean's name when she talked. Their jokes continued growing funnier, stranger, and crazier. Up until the day Y/n transformed into a gecko so she could enter the dean's bedroom covertly. When she arrived, she proceeded to the dean's wardrobe, which was stocked with her clothing. The sound of a door opening and closing stopped her from taking on her human form. The dean was wrapped in a black towel and standing outside her bathroom, her wet red hair falling flat.

Fortunately, Y/n was still in her gecko form, so the dean couldn't see her admiring how wonderfully the sun's rays reflected off her half-naked body. The dean massaged her arms and legs with lotion as she sat on her queen-sized bed. She was about to remove her towel till she stopped, looking around the room. Y/n was horrified; to say she was frightened would be an understatement. She was afraid because of how the dean's gaze scoured the room even though she was in her gecko shape. She saw her, right? She couldn't have because geckos are rather small animals, making it impossible for anyone to have noticed her. Later, the dean's gaze landed on her wardrobe, and she started to move slowly in that direction. What the fuck?! Y/n thought.

Now the dean was standing right in front of her wardrobe. Y/n was underneath it trying her best to not make a single sound or it might attract the dean's attention not that the dean would know it was her in the gecko form but then her prank wouldn't be able to be done. The dean was about to open her closet till she heard the sound of glass breaking. The dean noticed her kitten, Minerva, examining the broken vase to her left. "Minerva, you've broken my favourite vase twice now; just because I can use magic to fix it doesn't mean you should carelessly obliterate it." She spoke. Caring her cat into arms, she fixed her vase before walking away into her lounge room while still half-naked. I never knew, Lady Lesso had a cat, interesting. Y/n thought.

Y/n emerged from hiding shortly after taking on her human form. She opened the dean's closet and used her magic to make them disappear, replacing them with an outfit she had personal made for the dean to wear. It wasn't anything bad or ugly but merely sexy. The fact that the dean barely altered her dress yet had the nerve to make fun of Y/n for her attire kind of irked her. Therefore, Y/n made sure that the dean would have no choice but to wear one of her outfits as retaliation for her criticisms on her attire and destruction of her favourite dress. "Now try and comment on my attire," Y/n muttered under her breath.

As the dean's voice grew louder and louder, Y/n shut the dean's closet, transformed into a dove, and flew out the window to return to the school of good. The dean yelled her name angrily as she was flying away. Y/n merely grinned to herself before moving on. Upon entering her bedroom, Y/n grinned joyously to herself as she climbed into her bathtub. When she emerged from the bathroom, she noticed that her hair was red, but not just any red—it was the same shade of red as the dean's hair. Her earlier smirk had turned into utter terror. Fuck you, Lesso! She said to herself. Opening her closest, she collapsed totally. All of her clothes were replaced with replicas of the dean's clothes. There was even a cane that matched hers. I've been bamboozled. Y/n thought to herself.

When the bell rang, breakfast could officially begin. Since the dean made it apparent with the multiple copies that it was all Y/n would be wearing, she had no choice but to transform into a little version of Lady Lesso for the day or even for several weeks. Indignantly carrying the cane, Y/n stormed out of her bedroom and along the hallways. Although she couldn't see it, Y/n appeared to the other students to be a little version of Lady Lesso, given that the dean was generally angry when she was around. Everyone in the dining hall, including the dean, who had a grin on her face, focused on Y/n as she entered.

Instead of stomping over to the dean to confront her about taking all of her valued clothing, Y/n looked down at the dean's apparel and noticed that she was wearing the clothes Y/n had left for her. The dean looked down and saw that Y/n was staring at her attire, which made her enraged. This was Y/n's chance to sneer. The dean promptly got up from her seat and approached the one student who was trying to flee despite wearing the dean's 3 inch heels. The dean seized Y/n's arm and teleported to her room using magic while holding onto Y/n. The moment they got there, the ever spat a fit and shoved the dean's hand away from her arm.

Y/n had the opportunity to observe the dean in person and get a good look at how the dean appeared dressed. She appeared gorgeous. She wore Y/n's dress that hugged her hips and displayed all of her curves. The dean's long, lovely legs were seen due to the high thigh cut. Not to mention that Y/n could see her breasts almost in full view. The thought of them between her lips made her heart hurt and her knees unbearable since they appeared so round and plump. "Eyes up there, Ever." Lady Lesso said. They both turned to look at each other. When Y/n noticed the dean's sneer, she had to finally admit that it made her heart skip a beat and her folds slightly moisten. "Do you like the view?" she asked.

Because she didn't want to give in just yet, Y/n bit her bottom lip to keep from uttering the obscene noises she so strongly wanted to. The dean reflected in a nearby mirror, "You know, I think I was wrong about you, your style is quite alright," she said. She carried on about how attractive I'd look if I wore that outfit and how desirable I'd look out of it, "I wonder how sexy this will make you look, don't you agree?" She stated, looking at me with a relaxed expression as if she hadn't just seduced me, "But anyways, I should be heading to teach my lessons and you should be heading to your school."

The dean used her magic to transfer the ever to her appropriate school before Y/n had a chance to object to departing. Y/n finds herself in bed with a duvet and blanket covering her when she opens her eyes in surprise. Everything was all a dream, a filthy dream. "What the hell!" she yelled while shoving a pillow into her face from behind her head. "I've been screwed!" No one other than her wife was able to take the pillow out of her hands. "Love, why are you shouting at this hour of the morning?" "Leonora, in my dream I almost got fucked by you! Up until I woke up, the good stuff was about to happen." Y/n voiced their displeasure.

Leonora responded by rolling her eyes. "If you cuddle me, then I'll give you the best fucking of your life." "Really?" Y/n questioned. "Definitely, even better than what the dream version of me could have done." "Okay." Y/n relaxed in her wife's arms and encircled her waist with her own. "You know, I was a smaller version of you in my dream." said Y/n. Her wife was perplexed and questioned, "What?" "Yeah, I was completely dressed like you, even had the same shade of hair like you and shoes, even had the cane!" The redheaded woman only grinned at her wife as she rambled on about her dream. I'm relieved I married this moron. As she continued to hear her wife's story, Leonora grinned to herself.

WHAT LADY LESSO WAS SORTA WEARING;

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Queen Ravenna x Fem!Witch!Reader - She's a Witch!

Struggling in the grip of the strong men who held me by my wrist, I screamed and pleaded with them to let me go, but it was worthless. The large gold doors swung open, revealing the one and only Queen sitting comfortably on her high throne. Her brother stood near her, holding a large scroll in his hands, and began to read it out. “Y/n Y/l/n, a female aged twenty-seven, is being accused of being a witch by the local village, who say they experience bad luck whenever they walk by her.” “That’s a false report; I’m not a witch!” I shout. The Queen looked me directly in the eye; the look on her face was unreadable.

“A witness from the village has been brought to explain their case.” A red-haired woman walks into the room with a hairless cat in her arms. “Your Majesty, I was minding my own business down the River Lake road when I passed by a small hut within the forest. Curiosity got the best of me, and I walked slowly to try and see who it belonged to, and I spotted Y/n. I was about to greet her till I saw what looked like purple dust forming in her hand, and then the hut disappeared, like magic.” The Queen’s gaze shifted from the red-haired woman to me. “I gasped when I saw her performing such witchery, and she heard me, turned around, and cast some sort of spell on my cat, and it lost all of it’s hair.” She lifted her cat up for the Queen to see.

“Miss Y/l/n, do you agree that what Miss Herb has just told us is true?” said the Queen’s brother, who I suppose was her apprentice. I was about to speak, but the look in the Queen’s eyes told me not to. My silence caused the red-haired woman to speak out. “See! She’s guilty; she’s not even trying to defend herself!” I was holding back the urge not to use an unforgivable curse on her if she didn’t shut her mouth. “Like every witch, we should burn her to hell!” The patience within me was replaced with rage as I lifted her cat into the air until it was a few inches from the ceiling. “That’s enough, Miss Y/l/n.” Said the Queen, and while smirking, I replied. “With pleasure, my Queen.” I let go of the cat and it was falling down, but the red-haired woman unfortunately caught her cat before it could land. “What a pity.” I sigh under my breath. The red-haired woman just glares at me but leaves as the Queen demands her to.

“Miss Y/l/n, you are charged with two months of imprisonment and any refusal of your punishment shall increase to your time in the dungeons, are we clear?” “Yes, my Queen.” I said seductively to which she responded with an eye roll. “Guards take her to the dungeons.” she says, massaging her temples.

I was tied onto a chair within the dungeons for what felt like eternity till the guards opened my cell and untied me while holding onto my wrists and leading me out of the dungeons. They took me to a door I was familiar with and opened it to reveal the Queen standing at the center of the room with her back towards us but she knew it was us. “Guards, you may leave.” The guards removed their grasp on my wrist and left after whispering to me ‘Good Luck’.” “Thanks, guys.” I gave them a small smile and watched as they closed the door. “Y/n, what did I tell you last time,” “You said not to cause trouble or get noticed using my magic,” “And did you do that?” “No but I would like to apologize for my reckless behavior, Ravenna,” “Don’t call me by that name.” I scoffed at her attitude and made my way towards her with her back still facing me. “I’m sorry, my love, I was scared that she was an intruder; I didn’t know she was from the village. Please don’t shut me out like this; it’s killing me.” She finally turns my way and locks eyes with me. “Good, you deserve a punishment after breaking your promise.” She was about to turn her back to me again, but I grabbed onto her arm, pulling her closer to me. Then I put my hands on her waist to ensure that she wouldn’t leave my grip.

“Come on, my love, I really am sorry.” “You didn’t seem sorry, when you lifted that woman’s cat into the air and completely made it hairless and when you tried to seduce me with that tone.” “Okay, I admit the lifting into the air was my fault but I turned the cat hairless by accident, I heard a sound behind me in the forest and I got frightened so I was trying to defend myself and for my seductive tone, you can’t blame me there, you know you enjoy it when I talk to you like that.” Her cheeks turned to a rosy pink as she recalls all the times I used that tone with her. “I’m still upset with you.” “Then let me make it up to you.” “How exactly?”. The smirk on my lips and the look of lust in my eyes told her exactly what I was planning and she returned the smirk as well. “Well then, I accept.”

Author's note: this is an apology for my long absence, my keyboard wouldn't work and needed repairing, lucky it's fixed as you can see and I can continue making my fanfics and writing those I promised and got requested to do!

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