#larissa weems should be a main character

[weemsfreak]

Only weird bitches watch The Addams Family (1991) to put them to sleep 👀

It’s me, i’m weird bitches

[regalbootie]

Trying Something New In the Bedroom Chapter 3

Chapter 3 NSFW 18+ NO MINORS PLEASE

Larissa Weems x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, overstimulation, spanking again cos I'm a whore, shapeshifter peen, Dom Mommy.

Notes: This was requested by the lovely @marilynthornhilllover and I had also received great help with this fanfic from many people i gotta say you guys are awesome. there will be a chapter 4! it just may not be rather smutty hehehe.

Requests are still open and I'm also taking suggestions for other characters to write about so if you craving something ill give it a shot! let me know what you all think of this anyways!

You pout as the cabin slowly goes out of sight, wishing you could stay there forever with your wife. It was bliss a week of rough fucking along with some tenderness of curling up in front of the fireplace together breathing in the calmness that the homey little cabin provided.

“Oh Darling, I promise we’ll come back soon” Larissa ran a hand over your leg, her fingers drawing soothing shapes that had no meaning. Resting your head against the window and burning the memory of the scenery into your brain when you notice the car rolling to a standstill.

“what’s wrong darling?” looking over at your wife you notice a fork in the road.

“I’m just trying to remember which way to go my love” Squinting hard like she was envisioning a big sign saying this way. “I think it's right” starting to turn the car to go right you place a hand on her thigh.

“I’m pretty sure its left darling”

“No I am sure it is right” Larissa starts the car again “and I am pretty sure it is left” you scowl and let out a huff. Larissa turns to stare at you with that look that says ‘don’t be a brat right now.'

“Ok go right just don’t complain to me when you realize you went the wrong way” now it's Larissa’s turn to scowl and she takes the right turn. Smirking when she reaches the main road and lifting a brow to say ‘I told you so’.

You stick your tongue out at her and she rolls her eyes at you. The rest of the drive was smooth sailing and it was dark once the car rolled up outside the school, a storm had arrived at the same time and thunder was booming in the distance.

Jumping at the strike of lightning the two of you grab your bags as fast as possible making your way through the dim and empty school to your shared quarters. None of the teachers were arriving till tomorrow so it would just be the two of you as the grounds keeper and cleaners would be home hours ago.

Unpacking you notice Larissa is nowhere to be seen, huffing you unpack the last of everything and go hunting for your wife. Noticing a glow of light coming from under the door to her office you knock lightly as the door swing slowly open to the most beautiful sight before you.

Slowly you come up behind her as she gazes into the fireplace the fire roaring before you. Wrapping your arms around her waist resting your tired head on her back, feeling the tension release from her you lay kisses along her shoulders.

Turning in your arms you couldn’t help but smile up at her beautiful face, she was like an angel sent from heaven the fire casting a halo-like effect over her, but little did you know she was going to be the devil.

“You were being very bratty earlier darling” she pulled away from your arms and moved to sit in the armchair beside the glowing embers. “I think you should be punished for how you acted towards your mistress”

Blinking slowly, you realized what feeling she was making run through your body. The wave of excitement traveled down your spine, leaving chills all over your back. Licking your lips, faking a look of innocence for your mistress.

Patting her thigh, you slowly moved to lay across her legs, “I’m sorry Mistress.” Your core was already starting to throb with need as you lay over her like a good little pet for her.

“Oh, I don’t think sorry is going to cut it right now baby” running her hands up over your legs digging her nails in leaving red marks in her wake making you shiver and arch into her more. Reaching your core, she continues dragging her nails and suddenly rips your panties off, making you jump in her lap and even more juices gather and begging for her to taste.

A low seductive chuckle rises from Larissa it almost sounded like a growl and, you knew you were in for a real punishment tonight. Lifting your skirt, she roughly clawed up them from your core, lifting her hands to land rough spanks.

Crying out and yelping “Mommy please” you beg with her after each spank until your ass was glowing bright red and the heat from the fire was not helping with the pain, but the pleasure mixed with it was all-consuming.

“Oh, you want to please mommy? Let me see how good you're being” running her fingers through your folds, her fingers instantly drenched with your juices. Feeling her long fingers run through you was so painstakingly good, you had to stop yourself from gutting your hips back and displeasing mistress.

“Oh, look how good you’re being” licking her fingers clean moaning at how divine you tasted on her tongue. God, you wished you could suck those fingers, your thoughts earning a whimper as you stop yourself from drooling.

“Up you get” Barely giving you an opportunity to get up from her lap you fall to the floor scrambling to your feet, whimpering at the fabric of your skirt brushing against your burning cheeks.

Grabbing and pouring a glass of wine Larissa rested back into her seat, “play with yourself darling I want to see my little plaything warm herself up for me”

 A warmth runs up your face with her request and you shuffle on your feet “don’t go shy on me now, you were a whimpering messy slut just now” sipping on her whine she takes you by the waist guiding you to staddle her. Your dripping core meeting her front making it throb even more at the friction.

“Come on be good for mommy” she takes your hand with her free hand guiding it down, rubbing them over your dripping cunt. Moaning you dropped your head to rest it on her shoulder “fuck mommy” bucking your hips the new stimulation sending shock waves straight through your entire body.

“Keep going I want to watch you” She starts to strip you as you pleasure yourself over her, your fingers gliding over your core and how that you were free from clothes you used your free hand to grab your breast. Palming it as you pinched your own nipples, getting lost in the pleasure you were building you closed your eyes as your head fell back your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

Larissa couldn’t help but watch you, the way your eyebrows knitted together and the way you bit down on your bottom lip it was like a goddess had come down to bless her with your mere presence. Sipping on more wine Larissa drank all of you in her eyes roaming every inch of you.

The pleasure in you had built too quickly you didn’t think you would have been so close to cumming but here you were writhing above her gasping for air. “cum for me darling I want to see you”

All it took was those words, her voice was raspy from the wine sending that last piece of pleasure breaking the dam, a shiver running up your back. “Yes mommy” you cried out for her letting her know that she was the last piece you needed. Your hands jolted as the lingering pleasure ripped through you, slowing down once the stimulation got too much.

“oh no baby keep going” she took your hand again making you apply more pressure and picking up the speed. “It’s too much mommy” your hand falters in her grip but she keeps going making you rub your clit as your body shakes from the overstimulation.

“Let mommy help you” setting her glass down on the table beside her Larissa runs her fingers through your folds, slowly inserting her fingers inside your pussy instantly clenching around her. Biting the inside of your mouth you tried to regain your focus, the pleasure of everything was drowning you. Your eyes flutter open to look at Larissa who was licking her lips, her eyes were burning with desire, and it looked animalistic.

“Keep going until I decide you can stop lovely” her free hand guided your hips to thrust down onto her fingers. You were fucking yourself on her fingers and nothing could be hotter, you were on fire your whole body was burning up and the only thing that could fix it was those long fingers that were reaching those deep spots inside you that make your toes curl.

“Fuck mommy it feels so good” her grip tightening on your hip was strong enough to leave marks. Her other hand was still holding your hand in place making you rub your clit, moving your hand to move faster over your swollen clit.

Your legs were shaking the overstimulation was immense and not having a break between your first orgasm had you gasping and panting as your next one was building too fast for you to keep up with. She kept hitting that perfect spot in you pulling sinful moans and cries from your lips.

“God you look like a sinful mess baby” leaning forward she laid a soft kiss behind your ear making your knees buckle ever so slightly making her fingers hit even deeper. A scream of pleasure was all you could make and she attacked your neck.

She was ruthless as she bit and suck leaving deep red marks along your neck, it was unbearable the pleasure that was consuming you “Pl..please please I'm going to cum” sobbing as she bit that sensitive spot, you went ridged as you gushed over her fingers.

Screaming curses you shook, feeling like you were being torn in half with the sparks flying through your body as you came all over her fingers. “yessss just like that for mommy, let it go, ride it out”

Forcing your hips to keep moving as you shook, Larissa grinned you were a masterpiece of a mess and she was the artist. Licking over your bruised neck she slowly withdrew her fingers and it finally felt like you could breathe again and your body slumped against her.

“oh baby I am not finished with you yet” hooking her arms under your legs she stood and you scrambled to grab onto her holding tight. Your pulse quickened realizing there was more to come, your pussy was throbbing and you didn’t know how much more you could take.

You could feel the cold wood on your back as she lay you down over her desk, taking a step back to gaze over your sweat slicken body. “fuck you are so beautiful like this” your eyes were closed as you tried to catch your breath still and you could hear the faint noise of a zipper over the blood thumbing in your ears.

Next was the still new but familiar sensation of Larissa’s new favorite toy and also your new favorite, she ran her cock through your folds making sure her tip rubbed up against your clit spending more shock waves through you, jumping on the table from the over stimulation.

“Is it still too much for you baby?” Your pussy was a mess it was throbbing and spasming still and Larissa had no intentions of slowing down. Moving her shaft to your entrance she slowly pushed just her tip in, as if mirroring each other both of you had your eyes rolling back.

“Yes, mommy but it's so good” whining your answer right back at her, Larissa’s knees almost buckled with how good you felt, your over-stimulated pussy clenching around her instantly and almost pulling her over the edge. Resting her head on your shoulder she worshipped your body leaving kisses across your skin.

“Good girl” She started her thrusts going slow so she could torcher you a little longer but also so she wouldn’t cum so quickly. You were a beautiful mess below her, and she wanted to worship you, she wanted to get down on her knees and pray to your dripping temple.

“You’re my good girl baby, you’ve done so well tonight” Biting down on your ear lobe you pulled your tired arms to wrap around her running your hands through her hair and pulling her closer to you so she can continue her prayers over your skin.

She couldn’t stop touching you all over one of her hands held one of your legs so they could stay wrapped around her while the other ran over your neck caressing down to reach your breast palming it in her hand “I love your body so much darling it’s a gift from the gods just so I can defile it with my lust”

Throwing your head back whimpering you clench harder around her shaft, you loved her fingers but having her inside you filling you fulling and stretching you deliciously as your pussy wrapped around her.

Picking up the pace Larissa started to gasp and whimper as she continued her travels along your body, swapping her hand on your breast for her mouth causing you to scream out more and your legs tighten pulling her deeper within earning a thrust to that special spot deep inside nearly making you black out.

The room was filled with the sounds of slapping skin as Larissa drove deeper continuing to hit that spot now that she found it. “I... I’m going to ahh” trying to talk was so hard your brain was mush at this point and stringing a sentence together was getting more and more difficult as your walls began to tighten but Larissa knew what you were going to say, she could feel it and she wanted it so badly.

“That good baby you cum for mommy, I’m so close too I want to fill you up while you milk me dry”

The next sound you make was a scream that ripped all the air out of your lungs, it was like you could see the stars and the heavens above but you were slammed back down to earth when you heard Larissa’s growl as she came to her climax.

It was animalistic the way she drove herself deeper making sure you took every inch of her, she was drowning in you her eyes her as dark as the night sky as the lust and feel of you drove her to fill you with every drop. She was ridged as she bit down hard on your shoulder, she was shaking as the pleasure coursed through her.

It took a moment for you both to grab your breaths but having her collapsed against your body helped ground you and you couldn’t be more thankful for that. It took Larissa a minute more to come back but you didn’t mind as you curled her loose strands of hair around your fingers while the other soothingly ran up and down her back.

“That was amazing darling” huffing out a breath as she changed her core back to its natural beauty, so she didn’t hurt you by having to slide out. "you weren't so bad yourself" giggling like a child at her.

“Let's get you cleaned up” On wobbly legs, she scooped you up in her arms to carry you back to bed. Laying you so gently onto the bed and gracing your face with feather-light kisses, Larissa was always a completely different person after sex she was so caring and attentive to you always making sure you were well taken care of.

Fetching a cool cloth she cleaned you up and wrapped you up in a blanket, “get some rest darling” moving to get off the bed you grab her wrist.

“Cuddles?” putting on your best doe-eyed look knowing she’ll never refuse you and cuddles. A big smile grew on your face as she pulled the blankets back to curl up beside you. “Always my love” wrapping her arms around you pulling you closer into her embrace.

The thunderstorm had started to fade away and the room was filled with the soft rumbling of distant thunder and soft breaths as you kissed her softly to sleep thinking to yourself how lucky you were to have this woman wrapped up in your arms.

…

It had been a month since your little getaway and the students had been back for a while, unfortunately a flu had been going around the school and no one could escape it. You had been one of those victims of the sickness that plagued you for 2 weeks now.

Here you were slumped over the toilet for the millionth time today, not even making it to the staff toilets you had to charge into the students to expel what little of breakfast you had left in your stomach.

The students inside were certainly startled and ran straight out as you heaved, resting your head over the cold stall wall you heard a familiar sound of heels travelling down the hall outside. “Love!?” Larissa called out for you, and you cursed the student that went running to the principle, you didn’t want to concern her and it had taken you a week just to convince her to let you return to work.

“I’m ok Larissa jus...” the stall door flew open the light shining in and Larissa gasped at the sight of you. Your hair was a mess and you were so pale it scared her, swooping you in her arms she stormed down the hall. “I knew I shouldn’t have let you go back to work”

Kicking the door open to your private quarters she gently lay you down on the sofa “we are going to the doctor” you begin to interject but she shushes you earning a scowl.

“you have had this flu for 2 weeks now and you just keep getting worse darling!” she was rushing around the flat grabbing her things together and your coat. “we cant go now Larissa I have classes!”

“I have already had Professor Yen fill in for you, they will cover for you until we get this sorted”

[neuroprincess]

August - Larissa Weems/Female Reader - Part Two

Larissa Weems/Female Reader

Summary: After knowing about August's existence, Larissa tries to get closer to the teenager and making it work can be difficult when both are socially awkward.

Classification: Fluff

Warnings: OC (original character)

Word count: +2700

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four (soon)

Unrevised

The teenager takes a bite of apple as she stares at the courtyard distractedly, the social groups are dispersed, gathered together talking about random things, mostly about Rave'N Ball which soon became the main topic. Everyone seems excited describing their party clothes bought especially for the day and who they would bring, she knows she should be excited about the same things or at least pretend so she could socialize with them, but she isn't and can't, the only promising thing about the ball is the food and dancing. She loves to dance, since childhood it seems to be the best way to express herself, more than words anyway. At the age of four she started ballet classes and continued performing until 13 when she had a growth spurt, being too tall and with an inadequate bone structure to continue being a dancer, August used her abilities as much as she could to continue dancing and in the end had to let go when mom found out, disapproving. Y/N understood the motivations, it was the girl's first individual interest and something she had devoted herself to for years, this didn't negate the fact that using shapeshifting is a type of cheating and this consumed a lot of her daily energy to continue with the farce. Besides, where they were living was not very kind to any outcast and unsafe for someone like the teenager, in the end they had to resort to the most radical alternative, sending her to Nevermore. Learning things that she, as a mom and normie, could never teach.

August takes one last bite before discarding the rest of the fruit in the trashcan next to the bench she is sitting on, as turning around she notices the presence of the principal almost next to her, standing looking at some vague point pretending to be analyzing the students, except for her as if barely acknowledging her presence. The girl waves a hand in greeting to get her attention and succeeds, they exchange a quick smile and nod, looking back to the courtyard. It's awkward, none of them like this atmosphere and at the same time they don't make the first move towards a real conversation.

"I... I heard that you haven't been using your abilities for two days now." the blonde begins running over the first few words before continuing "How do you feel about that?"

"It's boring, I confess my life seemed easier. And some people just won't stop staring at me."

"Well, you're pretty and tall, you draw attention from boys and girls." Larissa tries to hit back with positive points and winks to her "Anyone interesting?"

She notices how the girl unconsciously stares at a specific group and looks away blushing, redness taking over cheeks and ears. August just whispers "No." and stares at her confused, she thinks that somehow it's not normal for the principal to ask questions like that. But this is a new world which she is still learning the rules.

"Right... have you already been introduced to your classmates?"

"Not exactly, that blonde werewolf talked to me the first day and told me who was who, after that we never talked again." the teenager shrugs shoulders about the fact, she had met a few students who either seemed intimidated or didn't even bother to introduce themselves properly "And that's okay, I'm trying things on my own."

"I understand." neither of them knows what to say anymore, remaining in a silence for minutes that isn't uncomfortable despite the growing anxiety in the pit of their stomachs. She knows August is talking about Enid and it's her group that she has unintentionally stared at. The girl stands up slowly when she notices some students are already gathering for class "Your uniform looks very... short."

Larissa notices that when the teenager stands, they are 6 inches apart, the uniform set with the skirt, which should be just past her knees, looks too small for her size, like it shrunk in the dryer or something. The sweater is tucked tighter against the body instead of being comfortably loose around her, the shoes look slightly uncomfortable, and the skirt that should be below the knee reaches her knees.

"Oh, that! I guess I spent so much time changing my form that I didn't even realize I had another growth spurt, I just forgot to warn Mama. I could take care of it with my own hands, but shapeshifting is out of our deal." the girl straightened the clothes on her body trying to make them conform to the uniform as best as she could, feeling embarrassed by the situation "I think I can handle 5 days until I can use my abilities again." she whispers the last part for only the two to hear.

"Why don't you tell your mother? I'm sure soon you will stop growing and be able to wear only a size of clothes." "Because that's how it happened to me" the blonde mentally adds, in her school days she had to change the size of her clothes and shoes three times. Growing pains as a teenager, her mother always told her on the way to the mall to buy more clothes. Victoria Weems is as tall as her daughter and apparently the girl inherited that from them, even if Y/N's genes allow her to be a little shorter than the two older Weems "I'm sure she'll buy."

"I'm sure too and that's exactly the point." she says simply, her tone making it clear that she doesn't want to continue the topic, then puts the backpack on shoulders "I have to go, botany class now."

"Right! August, think carefully about the ball, it's not mandatory, but it's a great experience and you have a week to prepare." the principal blinks as the girl walks past her, in response she just gets a shy smile.

Larissa smiles back and as soon as the teenager disappears from her vision she turns to the group of students where Enid is, Wednesday with her, Xavier a short distance away from them, Bianca, Divina and Yoko are nearby talking to the duo, the new student doesn't seem interested keeping the same expression as always, which sends a shiver down her spine when directed at her as Addams realizes the tall woman is staring. The blonde immediately turns to go back to her office, pretending this moment didn't happen, even being a teenager she gives her some chills, not that she is scary but yes her actions, she doesn't know what to expect from her.

On the way through the halls Lara August doesn't leave her mind. First, as principal for many years and past hundreds of students, she didn't believe August would follow through on the deal so easily, the next day the fountain was completely clean and more than before, once again Larissa found herself looking for her, this time knowing who to look for and not found her. What made her upset was the possibility that the girl had gone back to using the abilities to hide from her, a possibility soon denied by Thornhill who had the girl as a helper most part of the day and claimed she saw her go straight to the dormitory. Second, she learned more about her supposed daughter, August sleeps in Ophelia Hall sharing a room with a psychic outcast, the academic curriculum is focused on history and literature, she tried fencing and left when Bianca beat her in 10 seconds, after being rejected by the yearbook she is still looking for an extracurricular activity. And last and not least, that the teenager loves hot chocolate, or should at least like it a lot, because Larissa has seen her drink many cups of hot chocolate with whipped cream this morning for breakfast.

And something struck her as she analyzed the short conversation they had at the break, the group that Lara stared at was precisely Enid's... with Wednesday. It couldn't be possible, she wished there wasn't the slightest chance that the blonde was liking the other girl. Not only would it be ironic considering her own past with Morticia, it would also be Y/N's ruin and maybe August's, because as far as anyone can tell the two are complete opposites. Perhaps, with some hope, her possible love interest could be any of the other girls or even Xavier.

"I wonder if this is how parents feel or act when their children are having a crush on someone."

The day is already over for the Nevermore students, most of them have finished dinner, going to their respective dormitories or gathering in common rooms to study for exams the next day. August doesn't feel the need to spend her evening like this after having dedicated all her free hours to it, she sees how desperate everyone is about some difficult subjects and wonders if she should approach them for help, giving up the idea when they find the answer by themselves or with the help of Bianca, who majestically walks around the tables helping their classmates with small things as if she has all the content memorized in her brilliant mind and making a point of showing how intelligent she is. The shapeshifter tries to be discreet as she stares at their interactions, knowing she is failing in this as her eyes can't leave her until the other notices, Bianca frowns as their gazes meet. August turns face quickly and places her hands on cheeks knowing she must be blushing, this is how it works, when in her normal form the pale skin gives way with annoying ease. It's not like she knows how to hide reactions and emotions either, another part of her socially maladjusted personality.

"Hey, white head!" the siren calls out approaching her, laughing when she notices how the girl stiffens at the desk, dropping the book she was reading and slowly turns to look, confusion in her eyes wondering if it was she who was called "Yes, you. Are you having a hard time too?"

"Yeah, no, I mean no. I've been studying all day." she stutters, trying to look anywhere but Barclay's intimidating eyes.

"I see. So do you have a problem with me?" the question is direct and sincere, too direct for the blonde's conversational standards.

"No, never, I'm... I'm sorry." the two stare at each other for a few seconds that seem tense and that atmosphere is cut off by the queen bee's loud laugh, August not sure how to feel about this reaction, even more confused.

"You were staring at me."

"I didn't even realize. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." she swallows dryly and finally gets up the courage to look her in the eyes, feeling legs getting weak and maybe pressure dropping along with it, if she wasn't sitting up she would probably fall to knees on the floor.

"It's all right. Well, if that's it..." Bianca says casually ready to go to another table to offer help.

"Bianca! Actually..." the shapeshifter takes a deep breath trying to gather courage to continue "I need help, not with the exams. I'm terrible at fencing, you know that, you're the one who made me kiss the ground a month ago." the two laugh for different reasons remembering of her first fencing lesson "Could you give me some lessons or some help? Please."

"Sure! Maybe after the ball, you have the potential for a good opponent, Lara."

"Thank you..."

As soon as the siren gives back August gets up gathering her belongings and tries to leave the common room as discreetly as possible, a difficult task when she messes with the strap of the backpack attached to the chair and quick steps that make the shoes resonate on the floor. "She knows my name! She knows my fucking name!" is the only thing the blonde can think of while running to her dorm, avoiding curious and even judging glances at the big smile on her lips. When she enters the bedroom she seems to be walking on clouds and suddenly feels silly for acting this way just because Bianca Barclay knows her name, maybe it's no big deal, she is a brilliant student with a great memory, or maybe it's too much because after all she is the queen bee while August is another teen without any highlight and who would never draw her attention. August sighs and walks to her side of the room throwing the backpack on the bed, that's when she notices a perfectly wrapped red package on top of the blankets, she stares at it confused, for a moment believes that maybe it's a gift for her roommate and they got the sides confused, but there is a note with her full name written in cursive handwriting.

The package is opened with care, the ribbons undo the lace to reveal a complete uniform set, from blazer to shoes, what makes her happiest is the skirt in the right size looking perfectly cut for her slim and tall body. She looks at herself in the mirror with the skirt clinging to the body, loving how it looks, she would no longer have to adjust every time she sits down or stands up and that is a great relief. All the items are folded up again to be stored and only then August notices something at the bottom of the package, she pulls out a small thick black book with gold details, Good Omens by Neil Gaiman. Next to it a note attached written "It's one of my favorite books, maybe you'll like it too. Good read, August." and immediately she knows who gave her the package. Principal Weems. The only person in the academy who knows how she likes to be called and uses the name. No matter how stubborn and proud she is felt good to earn it from her, almost hugged for someone other than her mom caring about her.

Another morning begins with Larissa comfortably working on her laptop, it's one of the rare occasions when it's calm, especially with the recent events in Jericho and Nevermore, of course, over the question of a certain student's motherhood. Momentarily the tension was lifted from her shoulders and she felt good, relaxing against the chair. Eyes closed thinking of good times, both past and present. She remembers clearly the day she met Y/N, ten years younger, cheerful and spirited, always friendly when she served her a cup of tea. Their first kiss in front of Larissa's apartment, her former home when only a teacher. They barely had a first date before falling into each other's arms, drunk on love... and wine. She sighs remembering those nights on weekends when they bought bottles to accompany home-cooked dinners and it always ended in the same thing. She can remember the young woman's face in vivid details, it's surreal.

And she comes to the realization that there is one more thing to take care of, to finally talk to Y/N, two days earlier all the courage she had gathered to make that call crumbled as soon she heard her voice on the other side of the phone. She hung up without saying anything, hoping that the other woman would think it was a wrong call or just someone making a prank. When there was no return call she knew she was safe and initiated a plan, not very complex, but still important and difficult to approach the teenager. If was any other child she knows it would be easier, but every time she is around August can't stop thinking that this girl is her daughter, even if there isn't a DNA test to prove it yet, imagining how she must have been as a kid, about who she is, what she likes or dislikes, the guilt eating her up inside every second she spends next to her.

"August, what..." she whispers startled when the girl opens the office doors unceremoniously, she is red and disheveled hair evidencing that she ran all the way there "I see you are wearing the..."

"I thought we had an deal, Principal Weems!" she almost shouts interrupting the older woman, to the surprise of both of them "I tried to behave, to fulfill our deal, I'm not even using my abilities. And you betrayed me! I feel dumb for trusting an adult."

"What are you talking about, Lara August?" Larissa doesn't know if she is confused or angry at the teenager's attitude, her tone of voice expresses that.

"You weren't supposed to call my mom and you called her."

"I didn't..."

"She's here!"

"Shit!"

"Yeah, shit!"

"Watch your mouth, young lady!"

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[daydream-cement]

Alright, I'mma keep this real simple, young Larissa and reader, reader got a crush on Larissa and Larissa got a crush on morticia, morticia got a crush on gomez, basically just full of angst and then when they get older Larissa just find a reader passed out on one of the booths at weathervane, sits next to them and just sees the thing reader's working on, (you can pick between an upcoming novel writer, artist or song producer.) So if you picked writer the main character of the story is like in love with the love interest but the love interest don't know that, if it's art basically just an unfinished drawing of young Larissa, then song producer, the song lyrics can be like "looking at your blue eyes feeling me with love but no hope for you to love me back." I know I'm so smart 😎

-💩 anon

She’ll Never Know

Student!Larissa Weems x Student!Reader

Authors Note: This idea is a little angsty. It’s a slay.

You knew your unrequited love for Larissa Weems was hopeless. She was all too in love with her roommate, Morticia Frump, who was all too in love with Gomez Addams.

You wouldn’t be deterred, however. You still went out of your way to talk to Larissa and ask her to spend time together. Most of the time she even said yes.

Today you were supposed to meet at a local coffee shop to work on homework, but Larissa was later than usual. You had decided to save your homework for your time with Larissa and had been working on a book you wanted to have published. The main character was a tall, beautiful, statuesque blonde woman. Her primary love interest was deeply in love with her but the main character had no clue. Perhaps she could have been based on Larissa, but who’s to say?

You had laid you head down to think about plot ideas, but you must have been tired because when Larissa came in, you were napping by your computer. She smiled down at you, reaching out to tuck some hair behind your ear. Larissa slipped into the booth next to you, not planning on waking you.

She pulled her books from her bag and looked up at your computer to see what you had been working on. Larissa was expecting to see your geometry homework, but she noticed your screen was displaying a story of sorts. She assumed she had forgotten about some literature homework and began reading your screen to jog her memory.

I adored her pale skin and endless beauty. Her blond hair and ruby lips paled in comparison to the kindness in her eyes. How she’ll never know how much I loved her as she is in love with another. All I want is her. She would never be able to see me as more than just a friend.

That obviously was something you had written. Larissa turned her attention back to her geometry. She thought it was a little egocentric, but was this about her? Larissa gave a loud cough, wanting to wake you from your rest.

You slowly came out of your dreamscape. You give a gentle rub at your eyes before glancing to the presence next to you, “Oh, Larissa. I’m sorry.”

“No worries. What are you writing there?” She tried to keep her tone was relaxed and casual as possible, not wanting you to think she had read it.

“Oh, I’m working on a book of sorts. Something for fun.” You turn to your computer, saving the file and closing out of the tab. You hoped that she hadn’t read what you had written.

Larissa’s head was still spinning from what you had written. She had never considered you to be a romantic option before. Perhaps you would be good for her. You were always so nice and funny. She found you to be a delight to be around.

“Y/n, perhaps we should make these coffee slash homework dates a regular thing?”

Did she say what you think she said? You glance up at the shapeshifter, not able to hide your excitement at the idea, “I would really love that.”

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hey first of all i LOVE you’re work

i wanted to ask which fics you’re currently working on ?

𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨, 𝐝𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐲 - tldr at the bottom of the post xx

first of all - thank you🥰 I honestly never knew I would get this far, but posting my work here was the greatest decision I could've made. It feels amazing to post my work and have people enjoy it just like me :)

second - I have six requests in the works right now. I work in order of request and (because I'm traveling a lot these next few months) I'm mostly going to be doing requests and any other one shots that I come up with/want to indulge myself in. I really want to do fics with Brienne (i love her so much) and even some of the lovely Morningstar, so I'll either follow the requests or post something of my own.

This is also going to allow me to build up my next series because it's actually a really cool idea (to me) but I have absolutely no idea how many chapters its going to be.

★ In terms of requests, I have (in order from top to bottom):

Enemies to lovers - hate sex, Larissa x Reader

Lyric Fic to Eat Your Young by Hozier - going the sexual route with this one instead of the real meaning (about capitalism lol), Larissa x Reader

Sex Tape - g!p Larissa x Reader, plot twist, good ending

Lyric Fic to Young and Beautiful by Lana Del Ray - romantic, full of fluff, Larissa x Reader

Hecate Hardbroom x Reader - I'm currently looking into this character, but she seems really cool. Anon, if you have any specific requests for this, shoot me another message in my inbox please. I wanna know if you want fluff or smut or if you want anything specific to play out <3

Virgin Reader x Larissa Weems - first time, everyone expected otherwise from reader, soft

What's above is what's in the request. When I get there, titles will be posted to my masterlist of what is in the works in sections, but the titles are subject to change. The top request is the one I'm currently working on, so the title is actually already on my masterlist.

★ In terms of series (in the works, not coming out for A WHILE):

Larissa Weems x Professor Reader (title on my masterlist)

Brienne of Tarth x Reader

these are both on the longer side, are still in the works, and are listed VERY vaguely because the ideas I have behind them are ones I haven't seen before (I am and will continue to gatekeep, sorry xoxo)

★ When it comes to my own ideas:

I have around 6-7 one shots, two of which have the potential to become series. HOWEVER, I do prioritize my requests, so I won't mention my ideas for them because I do not know when they will come out. Most are Larissa x Reader, there's one that's Lucifer x Reader, and there's another where I don't know if i should do Brienne, Larissa, or Lucifer (it will probably be Brienne, though).

★ Other Notes:

sections of other characters will be created on my masterlist when a fic with them in it gets posted, but I seem to be a main Larissa Weems blog. If they're one-offs, they'll be posted in an "others" sections.

please remember I'm in college and also work, so things might take longer than some of you may like (I'm getting there, I swear)

look at my masterlist before turning in requests - there are some things I won't write, so if it's requested then I'll skip over that part of the request or the whole request entirely

TLDR: 6 requests, 2 series, 6-7 of my own ideas in the words. I prioritize requests sent to my inbox, and I work in order. Titles of things will be posted on my masterlist in sections and are subject to change. Series are on pause for me due to travel, so don't expect them for quite some time.

Thank you for the ask, lovely anon. This is the first one I've gotten that was just a question, and it was a nice excuse to update everyone else as well. Any questions like these will be under the same tag on my profile (second tag down below).

~ 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐯𝐲𝐧

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Due to the nature of this blog and the traction it’s been getting, I want to set some rules and expectations I have for those seeing my work.

-First, I don’t want any of my work to be shared on any other social media site. I don’t want the actors I draw, to see my work of their characters in nsfw ways. If I begin to see my work on any other site, or worse, the celeb tagged? I will stop posting uncensored work and only show the censored images. I’ll then move the uncensored stuff to Patreon.

I don’t want to take this to Patreon (yet) as I know not everyone has the means to pay for a membership. I will if it stops the sharing of said work.

-Second. I don’t take requests for the main reason that I believe custom work should be paid for. I’m privileged in that I don’t rely on my artwork for survival, but I know others do, and it’s unfair that I do things for free while they have to work hard to get paid. Also, I don’t really like requests as it stresses me out trying to ensure you’re happy.

-Third. No minors. In truth, I’d prefer anyone with teen in their age to not be on here. I hope that if you are one, you’ll stay away. I ask others to send me the blog names of minors so I can block them.

-Lastly, and this one is just my comfort as an artist. Please don’t refer/tag any of my work as ‘mommy (character name)’. The mommy kink makes me incredibly uncomfortable, and I don’t want my work associated with it.

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For those curious on who I’ll work on, here is a list of the actor and their character:

Cate Blanchett:

Hela/Carol Aird/ Lou Miller/ Galadriel/ Lydia Tár/ Lady Tremaine

Gwendoline Christie:

Larissa Weems/ Brienne of Tarth/ Gwen (in fabric)/ Lucifer Morningstar/ Miranda Hilmarson/ Jane Murdstone

Misc characters:

Captain Marvel/ Natasha Romanoff/ Yelena Belova/ King Valkyrie/ Loki/ Bucky Barnes/ Steve Rogers/ Xena & Gabrielle/ Daenerys Targaryen/ Rhaenyra Targaryen/ Olivia Benson/ Harley Quinn/ Barbie/ Diana Prince/

* I will absolutely NOT draw a celebrity as NSFW.*

*All my nsfw will be made to be a likeness of the character, as I want to respect the actors self as much as possible*

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“Sweetness, do you like the dark?”

Pairing: Larissa Weems/Alicina Dimitrescu(Main), Gomez Addams/Morticia Addams, one sided (Gomez/Larissa) and Alcina Dimitrescu/Original Female Character(s).

Summary: On a late-night walk back to her dorm Larissa runs into a new student.

Warnings: explicit language and explicit sexual content.

A/N:

So, I wrote this on a whim, it’s complete and edited as far as I’ll be taking it. I enjoyed pumping out this little peace, this little universe is fun and flexible with the right provisions. So, for context, Alcina is a transfer junior into the school and Larissa is a sophomore because that works for some reason. Nothing too crazy happens here, at least not until the end. I’m working on merging these worlds in a way I like; this one has brief nods to the 80s.

*Aubrey is 18.

I hope you enjoy reading it. Leave me a little note if you do. Thanks.

It was just the start of the semester and Morticia was going to drive her mad.

“I just need a few hours Rissa,” the witch said, “It’s just for a few hours and then you can come back.”

Two months into their sophomore year Larissa realized she was going to hate living with the witch now.

Morticia’s growing relationship with some boy was making her ask for space in their shared room. Larissa did not mind, even if Morticia refused to tell her who it was. She had grown used to the girl asking her to leave and come back later, but it was growing annoying.

Larissa sighs, “This is the second time this week,” she looks over her advanced studies history class homework, “I mean what do I get?”

Morticia sucks her teeth, “What could you want?”

“I don’t know, but maybe I’ll figure it out and somewhere to be if you agree,” Larissa smirks at Morticia, "My terms.”

Morticia walks over and shakes her hand, “I agree, you nasty shapeshifter.”

Larissa laughs, “Whatever witch, give me ten minutes.”

“Hurry up and get out.”

She dressed fast, she’d still in her uniform, this week’s version was a pleaded tennis skirt and a purple sweater over her polo shirt. She puts on her shoes and grabs her books.

“Remember to stay off my side,” Larissa says, “My things should remain untouched.”

The witch rolls her eyes, “Your love of old things does it for him. I’ll make sure nothing is touched.”

Larissa nods, “Fine. Remember to actually study for Chemistry.”

Morticia shakes her head, “Yes.”

She looks at the witch, “When are you gonna tell me who the lucky animal is?” Something shines in the witch's face and Larissa catches it, “Your really not going to tell me?”

“Soon.”

“You said that last time,” Larissa says, “He must be ugly.”

Morticia laughs and something about it is sad, but Larissa smirks,

“See, witch, I know you. Remember what I said.”

The girl nodded, “I will. Make sure you come back after 12:30, please.”

Larissa rolls her eyes, “You owe me big time.”

**

The Nevermore library was huge, open most hours and she could get all her work done in peace. Or, she could wait for the time to return to her dorm.

Tonight, was one of those nights.

At 12:47 am, she yawned and decided that her bed would be better than a chair and she wanted some sleep. She’d finished all her homework for the week. She finished a paper she knew Morticia would ask for help on later. Plus, she studied for two tests this upcoming Friday.

She’d given Morticia enough time with their room.

So, after packing up and ensuring everything was organized, she grabbed her Walkman and set to go back to her dorm.

 The campus was nice, and she loved how Nevermore looked, but the nighttime always made her a little afraid. She thought about shifting into someone else but shifting into people on campus wasn’t allowed and was considered rude. So she hummed, New Kids on the Block as she speed-walked. The path to the dorms was long and mostly dark. She’d thought in two years she’d be over it or take the short path, but no the long way it was to give Morticia time.

When she turned toward her dorm, she remembers the last long dark path that leads to her building. As she walks it, she hears a howl that makes her stop in her tracks.

Fuck that, the wolves had free roam some nights, she didn’t think it was tonight.

She quickly turns around and walks toward the other way, not looking and walking right into something.

She’s on the ground fast, her uniform probably a mess and her books spilled from her bag. The ground is cold and annoying under her hands and butt. A scratch is on her knee and it stings.

“Holy hell,” she hisses.

“Oh my, let’s get you up sweetness.”

She looks up and the tallest girl she’d ever seen is offering her an alabaster hand with long black nails. That was what she ran into. The girl leans down, even more, hand close.

“I don’t bite, at least not without permission,” the voice says.

Her eyes meet golden ones and Larissa is taken back, she’s flushed, and when she takes her hand it’s soft but ice cold.

“There we go little one,” the hand helps her up, easily pulling her to her feet. She’s lifted gently and her back is picked up as well. Her books are held in the girl’s hands as golden eyes trace over her body, “You have a scrap little one.”

“I'm 5’10,” Larissa says, “I'm far from little.”

“You're little to me,” the girl says.

On two feet the girl towers over her, she’s easily over 6 feet, much closer to 7ft.

Larissa blushes, “I’m sorry, I,” but she’s taken back when the girl leans in close and smells her just slightly, “Oh, excuse me.”

“You smell lovely,” the taller girl hands her back her books, “I transferred in this year.”

Larissa smiles, “Oh, wow I hope you're enjoying it. I love-“

Howling broke the air again, sounding closer than before, Larissa wasn’t worried about being bit but she was afraid.

“You don’t like the wolves? Me either.”

Expect she can tell this girl isn’t afraid of them.

“They’re allowed to run free as long as no one gets hurt,” but she nods, “Yes, I normally avoid this part of campus during their free time,” Larissa says, “What year are you?”

“A junior,” Golden eyes shine, “A friend of mine is out with the wolves. I can tell you feel a little afraid. Would you like me to walk you to your dorm?”

The blonde bites her lip, she doesn’t want to look afraid, she’s not in danger.

Another howl sounded out, followed by several others that sound closer and closer. But she doesn’t know this girl, whose face she can barely see, but her eyes glow golden. She needs to be smart.

Larissa shakes her head, “No...no...but thank you so much. I need to take care of my leg.”

Golden eyes blink softly, “It's fine. How about I help you out?”

Her brow raises a little, “How?”

The tall girl takes a few steps down the dark path and a little light shine over her giving Larissa a look at her. She’s stunning, with full lips and long dark hair. Those eyes shine brightly when she smiles at Larissa before turning towards the woods like she’s about to speak, but she shouts.

“Karl, keep your dogs away from this one!”

Larissa looks at her before something like a howl is heard and then shouts, “Fine! But go away!”

The tall girl gestures to the path, “All clear for you.”

Larissa nods and quickly walks towards her, “Thank you so much. I don’t know how to repay you.”

The tall girl leans near her again and smells her, “Don’t you worry your pretty little face.”

Larissa blushes, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” the girl pats the tops of Larissa’s head a little, “Now go before something else gets you.”

Larissa nods and quickly walks, turning back and waving, “Thank you.”

The girl waves her off and when she looks back again the tall girl is gone. Howl’s break out across the campus and she all but runs to her dorm building door, opens it, and goes inside.

She rushes up to her room and when she gets there Morticia isn’t there. But the scent of a familiar boy lingers in the room. She knows whom the girl is seeing, she just wants her to say who.

“Fuck, I didn’t ask her name.”

That is all she says about the girl, realizing she barely had a face to remember, but she’d remember that voice and those eyes.

**

She wakes up before Morticia and shakes the witch awake before taking the bathroom first.

“If you're going to wash that skinny ass before mine, don’t wake me up.”

Larissa pops her head out of the bathroom, “You should’ve been up ten minutes ago for morning fencing practice.”

“Fuck!” she watches the witch scramble but helps.

“Just grab the black bag, I packed your stuff,” Larissa says.

She’d packed Morticia’s bag earlier and set aside fruit for her. When the girl noticed she smiles.

“My little redwood,” Morticia says, “Best roommate ever.”

Then she’s grabbing the bag and left Larissa with their room.

Her mind keeps thinking of last night and how the hell she’s going to find that girl. She was sure she was a vampire, but she doesn’t know what kind. She’d never seen her around campus before this time. So, she wasn’t sure where the girl liked hanging out. She just wanted to know her name.

**

A week later, Larissa was sitting in her dorm in the dark while Morticia by candlelight read from a journal.

“Her name is Alcina Dimitrescu and she’s a new student.”

Larissa nods a little, “Alcina…Alcina…Alcina.”

Morticia shakes her head, “She’s a vampire and a hot one,” Morticia raises an eyebrow, “Prefers a love meal of only girls.”

Larissa hums, “Anything else witch?”

“She definitely gets around. She's dated three girls since the semester started.”

“Are you telling me to be careful?”

Morticia laughs, “No, your single let her break your pretty little heart.”

Larissa rolls her eyes, “I don’t want her.”

“Did you feel the draw in?” Morticia said looking at her, “So my gossip said the girls feel this draw to her and end up dating her or letting her bite them,” the witch wiggled her eyebrows, “Sounds hot.”

Larissa shakes her head, “Horny, that’s all you ever are.”

Morticia laughs, “Please, you’re horny for this chick.”

“I am not,” Larissa says, “I just want to know about her.”

Morticia shrugs, “I don’t have a hangout for her. Apparently, she hangs with some people who all transferred at the same time as her.”

Larissa nodded, “So…”

Morticia laughs, “You’re her type.”

Larissa looks at her, “How do you know?”

“Well, one of the girls on the team told me, that she knows the last girl Alcina dated and she’s a blonde. Plus, she’s tall-ish.”

Larissa sighs, “Thank you very much. I just want to thank her.”

“So no more finding information on her?”

Larissa sucked her teeth and turned over in bed, “I didn’t say that.”

Morticia shakes, “Theirs a lot you didn’t say, but I know to keep digging.”

**

 A few days go by, and she hadn’t seen any signs of the girl. Morticia’s gossip runs dry after about a week and she’s left to find information on her own.

On a Friday night, she goes to the library late, studies, and does her homework. She wears a cute skirt with her uniform and hopes she runs into the girl

She’s nervous with energy, but she wants to see those golden eyes again.  So, she leaves the library, and tonight there is no howling just the dark paths back to her building.

She hovers near the edge of the darkness and right when she’s about to just run, she hears a voice.

“Sweetness, do you like the dark?”

Relief washes over her and she turns to see Alcina again, this time with no hat and she can see her face. She’s stunning. Her hair is pulled back in pins, off the neck, almost old school. Her uniform was pressed and clean. This time she was sporting a white skirt, her Nevermore blazer gone, and with it a white polo with the school's logo.

“I wanted to thank you,” Says walking up to the girl, “And um ask your name.”

She’d avoided saying the girl’s name, she didn’t want her to think she was some creep. It gave her at least a reason to look for her.  

“So, you came looking for me in the dark?” The girl says, “Bold.”

Larissa fights a blush, “I’m Larissa Weems.”

The taller girl is right in front of her and holds out the same hand she used to help her up. The first touch is icy cold and then just cool, “Alcina Dimitrescu, very nice to meet you.”

“Alcina,” she repeats back and realizes she did it out loud, “That’s pretty.”

“Thank you, Larissa,” Alcina says, “So what are doing looking for me?”

Hearing the girl say her name creates a warmth inside her, “I looked for you around campus and couldn’t find a trace of you.”

The girl laughs, the sound low, “I take the night classes and I keep a low profile.”

Larissa nodded, “Do you normally like to hang out at night?”

“Yes and no,” the girl laughs, “I’m waiting to feed.”

“Oh…oh shit,” she stammers, “I don’t mean to slow you down. I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be,” she smiles, “I like seeing you around.”

Larissa smiles, “Oh.”

The girl’s eyes trail over her from head to toe, lingering around her legs and then her neck, “That’s pretty.”

“My neck?” the words leave her fast and she’s reminded of what Morticia says about her wit.

 Alcina is laughing a deep rich sound like liquid honey, that makes her bite her lip, “Oh goodness yes, but I meant your skirt.”

The blonde is bright red, “I swear, I wasn’t-“

“Flirting, all the girls use that one,” Alcina says, “Be more honest than that, Larissa. It's mature.”

She feels bold for a moment, “I wanted to know if we could talk outside of meeting out here?”

The girl's face shifts just slightly as she steps closer, she can tell the woman can smell her scent. The woman is smiling, “Your heart is beating so hard and fast.”

Larissa sighs and an anxious laugh escapes her, “I’m not used to my emotions being read from my body.”

Alcina nods, “Its fine Larissa. How about this? I usually go to the art studios in the early night around 8 or 9. Feel free to come by. Let me draw that pretty face.”

Larissa is fighting blushing, “Thank you.”

The girl nods, “Your welcome darling, but I mean it. Maybe tomorrow night?”

Larissa takes inventory of her schedule, running it over in her head, thinking of what could go right and wrong.

Alcina smiles, “Look, how about I walk you to your dorm? You can think about it. I’ll be there tomorrow no matter what.”

“I was going to enjoy my roommate being gone for the weekend, be it I think I can stop by,” Larissa says. She’s nervous, she remembers what Morticia says.

“Please feel free.”

“We can walk and talk so you don’t miss your meal.”

The girl looked at her and turned her head just the slightest, “You are a polite little thing, but don’t worry they can wait while I walk you to your dorm.”

Larissa smiles when the girl gestures for her to follow her in the dark but walks slowly next to her. She’d never been afraid of anyone or anything at the school, Larissa’s fear of the dark was from life in general, she wasn’t the biggest fan of when she couldn’t see. So, she avoided it, but in this situation, because this mysterious girl was walking around campus with her it wasn’t that bad.

In the pale light, Alcina glows, almost ghostly pale in her white uniform. Her eyes glow and Larissa makes sure to avoid looking into them.

“So, Larissa, how do you enjoy Nevermore?”

Larissa smiles, “I mean besides the occasional fight with my roommate,” she rolls her eyes at Morticia, “She’s a witch. It’s been good.”

“So I should expect a flourishing love and social life?”

Larissa sighs, “Ummm…well last semester a boy I liked to let me know he didn’t like me,” she hums, “But that doesn’t mean you can’t have what I can’t.”

She leaves out knowing about the girls she’s dated and some just made out with.

“How unlucky for him and lucky for me,” Alcina says, “Rejection can be hard, but you're adorable. I’m sure you will be asked out in no time.”

Her mouth is dry and her voice hitches for a moment, “You are a dangerous flirt.”

And then they were at the steps to her dorm. Alcina was smiling, “You make it-.”

And then a stunning girl comes out of the building. Her hair is almost a fire-red color, but her eyes glow blue. She’s probably a siren. The girl beams at Alcina.

“Hey, sorry I’m running late,” then she notices Larissa, “Who is this?”

Alcina doesn’t seem to miss a beat and turns to the other girl, “That’s my friend Larissa, she needed to be walked over here.” Then she’s standing right next to the girl, she looks tiny and Alcina looms over her, “You’re late for my meal.”

The girl’s bright green eyes go wide, “I wanted to make sure I looked great.”

Alcina is quiet, she looks at the girl hard before her eyes shift to Larissa, “Come on Larissa.”

Larissa walks past the girl who squints at her but doesn’t say anything. She climbs the steps with ease and goes into the door where Alcina follows her standing right in front of Larissa. In this space she can smell her perfume, it’s mature in a way she’s smelled with other vampires but unique.

“So I’ll be at the art rooms tomorrow night, come and model for me.”

Larissa thinks of the redhead waiting, “I don’t think your companion would like that.”

Alcina hums, “Hannah is my meal and she’s no decision-maker for me.”

Larissa watches the vampire lick her lips and caught a glimpse of sharp teeth. Her gut clenched in warmth and she worries her lip a little, ruining her lipstick, “I don’t want to step on any toes.”

“You aren’t,” Alcina says, “Tomorrow.”

Then she walks to the door and Larissa shakes her head, “You know I didn’t say yes.”

The vampire smirks, “Yet you didn’t say no. No one tells me no.”

She watches the vampire leave and she can hear the other girl as soon as Alcina comes out the door. She leans against it to hear better, the wood cold on her ear.

“Who is that?”

As they step away she can faintly hear the vampire.

“My friend,” Alcina’s voice is a purr, “Come pet, I’m hungry.”

Larissa pulls away from the door and makes her way to her dorm fast.

 She arrives to a note from Morticia saying she’d be away for a fencing tournament, which she already knew because she packed her bag for her. She’d given the girl a homework schedule and notes for their shared classes which the witch thanked her for.

On her bed was a set of small potion bottles, some she knew the witch made others she got from her mom for Larissa. A note saying the noise ward was up and that she was free to blast music made her smile.

With Morticia gone she didn’t have anyone she trusted to talk about this with, sure she had a few friends she liked, but she hadn’t told a soul besides Morticia she liked girls. The witch had been annoyingly accepting of her and even pushed her. She knew the witch would tell her to go, she’d say throw caution to the wind and invite her over. She’d have to act or she knows the witch will be disappointed.

Plus, she has to admit she’s excited, something in her wants the taller girl. Something is drawing her in and she wants to explore it.

**

In the deep edge of the woods, Alcina Dimitrescu is regretting wearing white to dinner, but Aubrey is a tasty meal.

The girl’s hands stroke along her neck and into her hair, while Alcina sucks slowly at her neck, making sure not to waste a drop or get it on herself. Her hands slide under the girl’s skirt and when the redhead leans her head father back Alcina growls into the bite, sucking harder.

She lets her hand wander right up the girl’s skirt and she when meets wetness she groans. Her fingers slide into the girl and Alcina bites hard, sucking until she feels the girl shake under. Fingers pull at her hair and Alcina pulls back, “Yes, love.”

Aubrey groans, her voice a little weak, “I need a little break. I’m lightheaded.”

Alcina nods and lets the girl down. She licks her wound and pulls out a little first aid kit. Her partner is still as she cleans the bite and puts a band-aid over it.

“You should get rest some,” Alcina says licking her lips, “We can meet again next week.”

The girl’s blood was tasty, a smooth bold flavor that came with sea species humans. Aubrey tasted like a shrimp pasta she had in Italy once, but it left her wanting more.

“Are still hungry?” the girl asks.

She’s always starving in a sense and has a yearning that drives her to drink and often. She was never full lately.

“Yes, I’m full,” she wasn’t even close, and it wasn’t Aubrey’s fault, “Let’s go to the greenhouse.”

She could hear the girl’s excitement, “Of course lover, let’s go.”

The girl takes her hand and Alcina follows her, thinking of the blonde that she’d been watching all week. The girl whose blood she thought about all day now and how she was going drink deeply from her.

[daydream-cement]

The Cedars Have Eyes Ch. 11

Characters: Larissa Weems x OC (Fern Rogers)

Synopsis: Our main characters decide to be honest with themselves and one another.

Authors Note: Huge thank you to @agirlwithtwodogs for talking this chapter out with me! Definitely gave me some direction! This chapter is shorter and MAYBE ITS CORNY BUT ITS BEAUTIFUL TO ME!

You sat in the hot bath water, a shiver running down your back as your body tried to regain homeostasis. Larissa was on her knees on the bathroom floor, scooping cups of hot water over your head, covering your forehead with a hand so it didn’t run all over your face. She was such a good caretaker. You wondered if there ever would have been a day where you could have truly returned the favor.

“You could get sick from getting this cold. The lake isn’t warm enough for swimming.” Larissa scolded, her hand dropping the cup into the water and her fingers dipping down into the water, checking to see if the tub was still warm.

“We didn’t go to swim. Well maybe Rowan did. She pulled me in and… it just reminded me of when we were young. We began racing to the crypt like when we were students here… It was stupid.” You brought your knees up to your chest, wrapping your arms around them as you spoke.

Larissa paused a moment, rethinking her approach to the situation, “That’s not stupid. That probably was fun…”

“It was… Something grabbed my ankle. It pulled me down into a cave, Larissa. There is an underwater cave and it leads to the crypt. Rowan tried saving me.” You began explaining the rest of the story, “We found the last name and behind the vault door, Crackstone was there. Him and Alias, I think.”

“Alias Mason? The one who killed the council?”

“Yes! I think he is still under Crackstone’s control. He is the one who tried killing us. Well, Crackstone told him to kill Rowan, they wanted me alive.” You took a deep breath and released your knees, submerging them back into the water.

Larissa thought for a moment, remembering the discussion they all had after she visited the Council of 12 Cedars, “So do you think he is looking to control you in the same way?”

“It’s possible, but I don’t know how he controls him…” You were still stumped by that. You were hoping it wouldn’t be another run in with poisonous plants, “Then when they realized we were outside the vault, Crackstone sent Alias after us. We ran up a flight of stairs that led into the coffin.”

“And that’s where I found you…” Larissa finished the story herself.

You both sat in silence a little bit longer. Larissa fidgeted with the bath, draining some water out and replacing it with hotter water, even adding soap so there would be some bubbles.

There had been a lot on your mind after today. Knowing how close you were to your final day, you knew that you had to share everything, “It was so scary. I was crying in the coffin. I couldn’t help it. How am I supposed to save everyone like the trees say when I couldn’t even handle that? Rowan and you were the ones to truly save me.”

Larissa thought for a moment. She thought about the portions of the past few weeks that she hadn’t shared with you. She didn’t have time to speak however because you kept going.

“And I keep trying to protect everyone, but none of it is working. I think I’m hurting everyone more than I protect them….” You thought for a long hard moment and began sharing details that you should have long ago, “I know I’m down to 5 days until the next full moon, but I don’t die in 5 days. I die in 8 days. I’ll be trapped down there for 3 days… I don’t know what’s going to happen to me.”

Larissa felt her breath catch at the revelation. How she desperately wished you would have told her sooner. Your vulnerability and openness made Larissa question herself, “I’ve been trying to protect you too. Now, I’m beginning to question if I haven’t been honest enough with you.”

You look up at her. Deep down you could feel Larissa guarding you from the truth of some sort, “What is it?”

“When I visited the cedars… They told me that you were going to save everyone, but I am supposed to save you. I don’t know how, but I plan on fulfilling my destiny.” Larissa’s determination was admirable. You were still reeling from the cedars providing her with a specific role in all of this.

“We are ridiculous,” You looked into Larissa’s eyes, shaking your head, “All this time, we should have been working as a team, but we were too busy trying to protect one another.”

“Better late than never.”

———

You sat on the kitchen counter, wearing an old sweater of Larissa’s. She was heating up food for the both of you. You both continued admitting a variety of withheld secrets from one another.

“Those dreams about the vines: I was having then since the meeting house and for a week or so before the sleepwalking. The dreams about being buried alive started as soon as I went into the crypt that first time. I remember going out into the woods to scream just to feel something. I lied to you and told you I just went for a walk.” You admitted, staring down at the kitchen floor, “I found out about where the Council of 12 Cedars was from a dream too.”

“I made Mr. Ottinger tell me where I could find the Council. I didn’t go out there thinking I would speak to them, I just wanted to look around. I was horrifying watching those outcasts consumed by trees.” Larissa shivered at the mere thought of the horrors from that day. This triggered a new thought for you however, “I know Lesil said that Alias didn’t mean to hurt the outcasts but it was-”

“What if I hurt students? What if he takes control of me and I hurt students or other teachers? Larissa, what if I hurt you?” The what-ifs came pouring in and the anxiety began to blossom in your chest. Larissa left the stove unattended so she could pull you into a hug. She loved when you sat on the counter when she cooked, it made you that much taller and that much easier to love on.

“That’s what I’m here for. We will make sure that the students are somewhere safe. I plan on being at your side or helping you however you need.” Knowing that you were less alone in this whole situation by having Larissa and Rowan there for you made the whole thing feel that much easier.

“I’m not ready to die…”

———

You and Larissa laid in bed together, her head resting on your chest. This evening had brought you even closer together, making you wish that you had been more open and communicative during your entire relationship. Like Larissa said, better late than never.

You had her fingers interwoven with yours. You brought them to your lips, pressing kisses to each individual digit. You had so much love for this woman and the fact that you couldn’t spend more time with her was torture. With how honest you had both been tonight, you knew you had to share one final thing.

“Larissa… I wasn’t going to talk to you about this. I actually was just going to wait for you to find it after I was gone, but it wouldn’t be right.” You pull your fingers away from hers and reach into your bedside table, pulling out a black box.

Larissa’s breath hitched, already assuming what was to come next.

“It’s too soon. I know that, but under the circumstances I wanted you to know that I was so happy I could spend the rest of my life with you. There is no one I would rather die loving than you.” With that you opened the box revealing a simple ring with a few small diamonds laid into it. You heart beat so loudly in your chest, you wondered if she could hear it.

“Oh, Fern…” Larissa shifted, propping herself up on an elbow so she could look at you.

“I know it’s fast. If we had more time, I wouldn’t have done this so-” She shut you up with a kiss, fully understanding why you had done what you did.

“Yes. I’m yours.” She pulled the ring from the box and slipped it on her finger. You couldn’t help but cry from how happy you were. In any other timeline, this would’ve been extremely out of the ordinary for you. In this moment, however, you knew you could rest easy knowing that she would be yours until the day you died.

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