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#lady lesso x professor dovey
cora-devil · 4 months
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Artists on twitter are drawing this (1st pic) as their favorite sapphic ship, so I had to do the same with dovesso :)
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xx-state-of-mind-xx · 4 months
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Dovey: We call that a traumatic event.
Dovey, turning to Agatha: Not a 'bruh moment'.
Dovey, turning to Sophie: Not a 'ratio + L'.
Dovey, turning to Lesso: And definitely not an 'oof LMAO'.
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flameobitch · 6 months
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Well...
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a-humble-bagel · 1 year
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when lesso flirts with dovey, dovey gets flustered 99% of the time, but one time dovey flirted back and lesso just forgot how to breathe.
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horeformilfs · 5 months
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Stubborn Little Princess
Lady Lesso x Fem!Reader
TW: Fainting, Fever, Illness
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Y/N had always been the epitome of a diligent teacher at the School for Good. Her appearance, her manner, and her dedication to her students made her seem like the perfect embodiment of all things good and virtuous. Lady Lesso, the formidable headmistress of the School for Evil, had initially dismissed Y/N as nothing more than a goody-goody who couldn't possibly understand the complex and dark world they inhabited. However, as time went on, she couldn't help but notice a depth and intelligence in Y/N that intrigued her.
One day, as Y/N prepared for her classes, she couldn't ignore the pounding headache that had taken root in her skull. Her vision swam, and a sense of exhaustion weighed heavily on her shoulders. The corset she laced up as part of her daily attire felt particularly constricting, but she soldiered on, her sense of duty pushing her forward.
Throughout the day, Y/N's condition worsened, but she was determined to fulfill her responsibilities. Her last class was a joint venture with Lady Lesso, and as they taught side by side, the students could sense that something was off. Y/N, however, was determined to power through it, ignoring the signs of her deteriorating health.
Once the students left, Lady Lesso turned her sharp gaze toward Y/N. "You don't look well," she said with uncharacteristic concern.
Y/N, in a raspy voice, replied, "I'm fine, Lady Lesso, just a minor headache. I can handle it."
Lady Lesso's piercing blue eyes bore into Y/N, her concern hidden beneath a mask of annoyance. "Don't be foolish, Y/N. You can barely stand. What's really going on?"
Y/N hesitated, torn between her sense of duty and the growing weakness in her body. "I told you, it's just a headache."
The back-and-forth continued, with Lady Lesso refusing to accept Y/N's stubborn denials. As the tension in the room escalated, Y/N felt herself swaying, her vision blurring. Before she could even process what was happening, she fainted.
In an instant, Lady Lesso reacted, her sharp reflexes catching Y/N before she hit the ground. She cursed under her breath at Y/N's stubbornness and quickly assessed the situation. Y/N's corset was laced far too tightly, making her breathing labored. Lady Lesso took out the small dagger she always carried and deftly sliced through the corset strings, allowing Y/N to breathe normally once more.
As she freed Y/N from the constricting garment, Lady Lesso's gaze fell on Y/N's flushed face and the heat radiating from her. She pressed her hand against Y/N's forehead and confirmed what she had suspected: a fever raged within her.
Without hesitation, Lady Lesso scooped Y/N into her arms, her usual stern demeanor melting into genuine concern.Lady Lesso carried Y/N into her chambers with gentle determination, laying her down on the bed. Her usual air of authority was softened by genuine concern, as she began to gather supplies to care for her ailing companion. The room, bathed in a dim, eerie light, seemed more welcoming than ever as Lady Lesso set about her task.
Hours passed, and Y/N's fever continued to rage, causing her to drift into a delirious fever dream. She tossed and turned, her skin hot to the touch. Lady Lesso sat by her bedside, murmuring soothing words in a voice that was unusually tender.
"Shh, my dear," she whispered, brushing a damp strand of hair away from Y/N's forehead. "You're going to be all right. I won't let anything happen to you."
Y/N's eyes fluttered open, their gaze unfocused. She reached out a trembling hand, fingers grazing Lady Lesso's cheek. "Lesso," she mumbled, her voice weak and shaky. "Am I...am I dying?"
Lady Lesso's heart clenched at the fear in Y/N's eyes. She leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to Y/N's forehead. "No, my love," she whispered, using the pet name so rarely heard. "You're not dying. You're just going through a rough patch, but we'll get through it together."
The fever continued to torment Y/N, and Lady Lesso knew it was time to take more drastic measures. She helped Y/N up and led her into the bathroom. There, she started a cold shower, the water cascading over Y/N's feverish body.
Y/N gasped as the icy water hit her overheated skin, and she instinctively cuddled closer to Lady Lesso, seeking warmth in her arms. Her shivering was uncontrollable, but she found solace in the steady presence of the headmistress.
Lady Lesso held her tightly, rubbing her arms and whispering comforting words into her ear. "You're doing great, my sweet. Just a little while longer, and this fever will break. You're so strong, Y/N. I'm so proud of you."
Y/N clung to Lady Lesso, tears mixing with the cold water as her fevered mind battled the chills. She couldn't help but feel a profound sense of comfort in Lady Lesso's embrace, in the reassurance of her words. The fever dream was a disorienting experience, but with Lady Lesso by her side, she felt safe.
As the cold water worked its magic and the fever began to recede, Y/N's trembling lessened. She closed her eyes, still held securely in Lady Lesso's arms, and let herself drift into a more peaceful slumber, knowing that she was no longer alone in her battle against the fever.
After a while, Lady Lesso believed that Y/N's fever had broken. She carefully helped Y/N out of the cold shower and into dry clothes. Y/N was shivering, despite the warmth of the room, and she could see the worry in Lady Lesso's eyes.
But just as they thought Y/N might be on the mend, the fever returned with even more intensity. Y/N's cheeks flushed red, and her breathing became labored. Lady Lesso's concern deepened as she realized the situation was more serious than she had hoped.
Desperate to help Y/N, Lady Lesso utilized her expertise in potions to create a fever-reducing concoction. She worked quickly, but it felt like an eternity to Y/N, who was wracked with discomfort. She couldn't help but squirm and whimper, her delirious mind consumed by the fever's torment.
Lady Lesso sat by Y/N's side, holding her hand and soothing her with words of praise and affectionate pet names. "You're incredibly strong, my dear," she whispered, her fingers gently brushing through Y/N's damp hair. "You've already come so far. This potion will help. Just a little while longer."
Y/N's fever-addled mind found solace in Lady Lesso's comforting presence. The affectionate pet names she used were like a balm to Y/N's aching body, offering a warmth and comfort that surpassed the physical.
Once the potion was ready, Lady Lesso helped Y/N sit up and took great care in ensuring she drank it slowly. Y/N grimaced at the taste, but Lady Lesso's unwavering support gave her the strength to finish the glass of water.
Lady Lesso smiled gently. "Good job, my brave one. You've done splendidly."
Y/N's eyes met Lady Lesso's, filled with gratitude and vulnerability. "Please...stay with me, Lesso."
Lady Lesso didn't hesitate. She settled beside Y/N on the bed, wrapping her arms around her and holding her close. "Of course, my love. I'll stay right here until you're feeling better. You're not alone in this."
As the potion took effect and the fever began to subside, Y/N found herself gradually regaining her strength. Lady Lesso's comforting presence was a constant source of reassurance, and the warmth of her embrace provided Y/N with a profound sense of security.
With Lady Lesso by her side, Y/N finally began to drift into a more peaceful and restful sleep. Her breathing steadied, and the tension in her body relaxed. The room, once fraught with worry and discomfort, now seemed like a sanctuary of solace.
Lady Lesso continued to hold Y/N, her fingers tracing gentle patterns on her back. "Rest now, my dearest," she murmured softly. "You've been incredibly brave, and I'll be here when you wake up."
Y/N managed a weak smile, her gratitude evident in her eyes. "Thank you, Lesso."
Lady Lesso leaned down and placed a tender kiss on Y/N's forehead. "It's my pleasure, my love. Just remember, you're never alone in this world."
As Y/N drifted into a deep and much-needed slumber, she knew that Lady Lesso's presence, and the newfound bond between them, would be a source of strength and comfort in the days and nights to come. In this unexpected moment of vulnerability and care, they had both discovered that there was more to their relationship than either of them had ever anticipated, and it was a revelation that would forever change the course of their lives.
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azulasstuff · 10 months
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barbie gf and oppenheimer gf
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blackhiil · 7 months
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DOVESSO + FALL POSTS
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tilda-rothery · 10 months
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Leonora sits on bed, a pair of spectacles perched precariously on the end of her nose, knitting needles in hand, she counts her stitches, following the pattern to the letter.
Clarissa comes in and begins talking about her day, Leonora isn’t listening, muttering numbers under her breath.
Clarissa realises Leonora isn’t paying any attention to her and begins testing Leonora’s concentration, hoping to break it.
“You know, Emma professed her undying love for me today.”
She begins to undress, removing her outter skirts, letting them fall to the floor.
“That’s great Dove, but I’m trying to count, six, seven, eight, decrease. One, two, three...”
“Hmm, she said we should run away together.” she pouted, looking through hooded eyes at Leonora while her magic undid the lace of her corset. She threw it on the bed. It landed at Leonora’s feet.
Leonora barely looks up, “Uh-huh.”
“That I deserved someone who took five minutes away from their knitting to listen about the trials and tribulations of my day.”
Leonora’s brows furrow and she checks her row, she huffs and unravels a good chunk of her stitches, “Did she?”
“She did, but I said ‘I’m sorry Emma, as lovely as the offer is, I couldn’t possibly think of running away with you. I could never reach the same level of satisfaction with you as I do with Leonora. There is no one more skilled with their hands, or mouth, than her.’”
“Four, five, six... That’s lovely, Dove.”
Clarissa rolls her eyes and continues to shed the rest of her clothing. She slowly crawls up the bed, coming to rest in Leonora’s lap.
“Dove,” Leonora’s tone is exasperated, “I’m trying to knit, I’ve had an awful day, and I just need something to focus my hands on before I strangle someone,” she frowns as she puts her knitting down and looks at Clarissa, “why are you naked?”
“Had you been paying attention when I came in, you’d know you’re not the only one who needs to de-stress.”
The knitting is soon forgotten.
Honestly, when I'm half way into a row when knitting or crocheting and someone starts talking to me as I'm counting stitches, I barely take-in a word they say.
I just smile and nod...
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ollysmulti · 1 year
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Lesso x Dovey is so...
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Regina x Emma
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and Lena x Kara coded.
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milfsxlove · 2 years
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Lady Lesso x Professor Dovey
Hello guys! It's my first actual post on here. I spent quite long time making these gifs and I hope you'll like them! There will be coming more gifs soon, mostly Charlize Theron as Lady Leonora Lesso in The School for Good and Evil, because she slays and rules the freaking world. Again, enjoy, and see y'all soon!
P.S. You can't tell me that Lady Lesso and Professor Dovey aren't girlfriends or at least weren't at some point. I refuse to believe it, just look at them!
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nyx-aira · 1 year
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Lady Lesso headcanons (+ some dovesso)
Lady Lesso is not a morning person but on the weekends she will be up right before dawn to practice her swordfighting because she actually really likes non-magical combat
Speaking of: that woman is an absolute powerhouse and could defeat any of the princes with a sword or in hand to hand combat
In result of that she is quite strong and can easily lift Clarissa off the ground which she does A LOT to annoy her
Lady Lesso loves archery but doesn't shoot because she thinks she couldn't hit the target because you need a pure heart (she could actually but Clarissa hasn't convinced her yet)
When she works out she wears long black pants and a black tank top showing off all her muscles and making Clarissa blush every time
Once the two schools are united Clarissa convinces her to use the gym in the Groom Room and all the ever boys just STARE when Lady Lesso walks in more ripped than any of them
Clarissa is very very fond of pretending to fall asleep on the couch so Lady Lesso carries her to bed (she actually knows that she's just faking but carries her anyways)
Yeah I tried myself at some headcanons:) Feel free to tell me if you'd like to see more!
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xx-state-of-mind-xx · 3 months
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Lesso: i just got a new pet snake. What should i name him?
Dovey : A pet WHAT ??!
Anemone, dripping with sarcasm : William Snakespeare
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flameobitch · 6 months
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Hi. Recently, I wondered if Dovey would be the Dean of Evil, and Lesso would be the Dean of Good. Can you make my dreams come true?
YES OF COURSE
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• Dean Dovey calls Lady Lesso a "Princess"
• No one knows Lady Lesso's name and they are afraid to pronounce Dean Dovey's name
• Dovey is an illusionist and an artful deceiver
• Lady Lesso literally makes people do what she says
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a-humble-bagel · 1 year
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may i present, the exact same ship in slightly different fonts:
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azulasstuff · 10 months
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lost in darkness the light
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blackhiil · 5 months
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DOVESSO + UPDATED SOCIALS
in honor of my 1 year anniversary of the og post
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