#soft Larissa Weems

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Would you maybe possibly do a platonic Larissa x fem Student reader? The reader’s mother is shouting at her outside the school because of her grades, but the reader is obviously upset and overwhelmed and Larissa stands up for her. The student opens up to Larissa about everything once her mom leaves and Larissa comforts her and tells her like “you can always come to me, my office is always open.”

(Totally not what I’m going through rn🤭)

Platinum Goddess to the Rescue ~Soft!Larissa Weems xFem Student!Reader

Summary— Larissa comes to Readers rescue out of a difficult situation, comforting and loving on Reader.

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Anon response— Hey anon…! Thank you for the request, but I am sorry that you know some of what this angst is like 😣♥️ Hope you Enjoy! 💞💞

Warnings: Angst, then fluff, comforting, yelling, implied verbal abuse, physical comforting, happy endings, etc.

Enjoy (:

Every morning, Larissa did her morning walk around the school grounds. Especially this weekend with all the parents in town, Larissa made sure to get up early to get an extra lap around Nevermore in.

As she walked along the school hedges, nearing the school gates, Larissa caught wind of shouting. Larissa stopped in place, her ears perking up.

“How do you expect to succeed in life? Go to college??” Your mother shriked.

Silence.

And then a stomp and a huff.

“You are destined to fail, you always have been. Just like your father…!!” The woman shriked again.

Larissa was alarmed at the tone that this woman was taking with whomever she was speaking to. Rounding the hedges and stepping through the gates, Larissa walked right up to where the shrill voice was stemming.

There, outside the gates of the school, she found you, standing with your arms crossed and your head hanging low, your whole body trembling. She examined further and saw what she assumed to be your report card, trampled in the ground, and across from you and the paper was your shrieking mother.

The whole sight made Larissa’s face twitch in infuriation. Your lip was trembling and you looked like you were about to burst in tears.

“What on earth is going on here?” Larissa said with already strained teeth in the most professional tone she could muster at the moment.

“I was just having a word with my daughter. This doesn’t concern you, Principal Weems.” Your mother said, her tone turning sickly sweet.

But Larissa didn’t buy her newfound tone. Not one bit. She stepped forward, picking up the trampled paper in front of you, then coming over to you. Larissa placed a hand lightly against your back.

“I will be needing to discuss Miss L/N report card with her in my office. If you will excuse us.” Larissa spoke definitively.

Larissa gave your mom no time to say anything else, she simply turned you and around along with her and led you away. As you two entered the school, you vaguely heard your mother yelling something which made you shake even more, but Larissa kept her hand against your back, rubbing it comfortingly in circles.

You spoke no words all the way to Larissa’s office. Once you made it to Principal Weems’ office, she closed the door behind the two of you, and then she guided you to sit on a big couch by the fire.

She threw away the report card, and then came and sat next to you, continuing to rub your back, looking at you in concern.

“Are you alright, love…?”

You were still shaking a little and your lip was still trembling as you shook your head lightly. You looked at Principal Weems with teary eyes.

You snapped as she gazed down upon you, breaking down into tears. Larissa was quick to scoop you up and you easily curled into the woman’s lap.

“I am so sorry, Darling…” Larissa comforted you, “You can always come to me, you know, my office is always open.”

You nodded in the woman’s lap, as you began to calm down more and more.

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Larissa Weems Masterlist

[alexander-23]

Just Rest Honey (I’m Here)

A/N: I wrote this because i used to have such bad days like this because of my insomnia and honestly didn’t get to properly rest until i got meds and was at such piece. I don’t know if anyone else needs it, but here it is. Enjoy!

Warning: None? Sleep deprived reader? Insomnia?

Word Count: 784

Other Tags: fluff, tooth rotting fluff, soft Larissa Weems

I’m sitting at my desk while students sit on their own. I’ve tried countless times to get them to stop shouting and pay attention, but with the festival coming up, they are all so rambunctious. I hold my head in my hands with a pounding migraine making its way behind my eyes. The pain is awful and the fluorescent lights are no help. As some students talk about the games they will play, the door to my classroom opens and in walks a fellow teacher and Larissa. They look at the state of the classroom until their eyes land on me. Larissa comes to stand beside me, placing her hand on my arm.

“Dear, come with me. Mr. Beliro will watch over your class”

I look up at her as I stand from my seat and am unable to gauge her mood, though with the state of my classroom, I can’t imagine she’s very happy with me. I follow behind her out of my room and I can hear Mr. Berilo taking control of the room. We walk in silence which only gives my mind time to think the worst case possible and run through what might happen. 

Will she yell at me? WILL I BE FIRED?! Oh god, I’m going to lose my job and Larissa will hate me!

I get so lost in thought, I don’t notice we are already approaching her office. I mindlessly follow her in, living in the worst case scenario. I feel her hands wrap around me and she guides me over to the couch she has by the fireplace and sits me down, but she doesn’t sit with me. Something warm and soft lays Over my shoulders and then Larissa is kneeling in front of me. 

“Dear, when was the last time you slept?”

All I see is the concern on her face with such soft eyes and eyebrows somewhat knitted together. I simply shrug instead of speaking and look down. Her delicate hands cup my cheeks and lift my gaze to look into my eyes, and the only thing I can do is let go of a sob. I’m so exhausted and I’d do anything for everything to go away. 

“Oh Y/N, honey,” she moves to sit beside me and pulls me into her arms, “I’ve got you darling, let it out”. I clutch to her as I cry, my tears staining her dress, but she doesn’t seem like she cares about that. She whispers encouraging words and rubs my back until my breathing evens out and my sobs become little whimpers. I feel so safe with her like nothing can hurt me, and all I want is to stay in this for a little while longer. Larissa pulls away slightly to look down at me, “why don’t we make you some tea to help you sleep?” I nod my head and let go, standing with her, and then she takes my hand. 

She leads me into her private quarters to the kitchenette and lets me lean against her. She insists I go rest, but I can’t help but feel I need to be with her. She leans against the counter and holds me in her arms, playing with my hair. It’s been a while since I felt this relaxed and cared for. Her nails lightly scratch against my scalp and her body heat envelopes me. 

“Someone seems comfortable” she lets out a little chuckle, however for me, it triggers my anxiety. I’m being too much, and I instinctively start to pull away. “Oh no no no dear, I'm sorry, I was only teasing. Come here little one” She opens her arms back to me, far too inviting for me not to shuffle my way back into her embrace. 

The kettle begins to whistle, but instead of letting go of my, she works with one hand pouring my cup. She adds sugar and stirs it before lifting it to hand to me. I sip on my tea as she continues to comfort me, whispering reassuring words. Only when I'm done with my tea does she guide me towards the bed. I honestly thought she would send me to my room, I mean, she's done more than anyone else already. She helps me take off my shoes and then covers me with the blankets and duvet before walking around the bed to climb in herself. She shimmies closer until she can wrap her arm around me. I turn in her arms until we are facing each other, a sleepy smile on my face. 

“Thank you” I whisper, the last thing I feel is her pulling me closer to her and a kiss placed on my forehead.

[brienneoftarth1989]

Day Trip

Larissa Weems x fem reader

Summary: Larissa and outcast fem or nonbinary reader spend the day with their daughter - Requested by annabell39 on AO3

Warnings: None just pure fluff

Requests open

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It was 5:30 in the morning and you were wide awake. You turned over on your side to see your beautiful wife fast asleep with a small smile plastered on her face. You knew you would both be up soon so decided to get up quickly and make yourself a drink.

You slowly wriggled yourself out of the super king sized bed trying your best not to wake Larissa. You made your way to the kitchen to make you and Larissa coffee in your favourite mugs. Your mug had a little cat wearing an eye mask that says ‘Mom needs peace and quiet’ and Larissa’s mug had a picture of the three of you the day your daughter was born.

When the coffees were done you grabbed both mugs and went back up to your room. Larissa was still fast asleep. It was common on work days that she would be up before you but on her days off she made sure to enjoy her lie-in. You placed your drinks on the bed side table before getting back into bed wrapping your arms around Larissa’s warm body.

You felt her shift slightly which meant you knew she would be awake shortly. You decided you couldn’t wait much longer so started to leave little kisses along her shoulder and up her neck. You watched as your wife turned on her side to face you, slowly opening her eyes.

“Morning beautiful” she whispered with her raspy morning voice. “Morning my sweet angel, how are you this morning?” you asked her. “I’m good now I’m awake in your arms” she chuckled. You both cuddled up with one another enjoying one another’s company as you watched the sunrise from your bedroom window. You knew now that it wouldn’t be long until you were up anyway.

As if on cue your daughter Theodora came running into your bedroom trying to jump onto your bed. “Momma up” she said to you as she tried to climb up. You wiggled out of Larissa’s hold on you before bending down to pick up the two and a half year old. Your daughter was perfect and looked just like Larissa. She is literally a mini version of her when it comes to looks but she has definitely inherited your cheekiness.

You pulled your daughter onto the bed before placing her in between both yours and Larissa’s bodies. “Do you want to watch Bluey Theo?” you asked your little girl. “Yes momma” she said with her cheerful little voice. You let Theodora cuddle up with Larissa as you found Bluey, putting it on the tv for you all to watch.

You let Theo get engrossed in the tv while both you and Larissa drank your coffees. She ended up watching two episodes before you all went downstairs to start your day. “Mommy I’m hungry” she whined to Larissa. “Well what would you like to eat then peanut?” Larissa asked as she picked her up and held her in her arms.

“Hoops and stawberries” she cheered. Theodora called cheerios hoops because obviously they look like hoops. Makes sense. Larissa placed Theodora in her high chair while she got started on breakfast for the two year old while you started breakfast for you and Larissa.

Larissa plated up a handful of dried cheerios, some fresh cut strawberries and a slice of toast cut into fingers with a small amount of butter on it to then give to Theodora. While she was doing that you were making smashed avocado on sourdough toast. It was yours and Larissa’s favourite as not only was it filling but it also felt like you were being healthy. By the time you had finished making breakfast for you and Larissa Theo had already eaten her breakfast and requested more.

Larissa made her another slice of toast and cut up a banana this time so she could snack on that while you could both eat your food. “So what is the plan for today then?” you asked before taking a mouthful of your toast. “Well I was thinking we could go to Bewilderwood. It’s a magical treehouse adventure park in the middle of the woods. I think Theo would really enjoy it” she smiled at you as she continued eating her breakfast.

“That sounds like a wonderful idea. Let me have a look at prices and how long it will take to get there” you smiled as you got your phone out to have a look while Larissa started to entertain Theodora. “Ok so it’s going to take us about 2 hours to get there roughly but that’s including pit stops. As for the prices, Theo can get in for free and it’s $26.54 each for us so just over $53.00 for the both of us” you smiled at Larissa as you finished the last of your breakfast.

“Well that sounds like a wonderful idea. Well shall I start making a picnic for us while you girls get ready” she smiled as she stood up grabbing all the empty plates to take to be washed up. You grabbed Theo out of her high chair before setting her on the floor so she could go and play with her toys.

You followed Larissa into the kitchen wrapping your arms around her waist while she was standing at the sink washing up. “I think that sounds like a wonderful idea. At least it will give you a few minutes to yourself” you smiled as you spoke into her neck giving her a small peck. “I can’t wait to spend the day with my two special girls” she smiled as she spun herself around so she was facing you.

You leaned up and gave her a small yet passionate kiss. “Ewww” you heard Theo say which made you both turn to face her and start laughing. “Ew? I’m coming to get you now missy to give you loads of kisses” you said stepping out of Larissa’s grip before chasing your daughter around the living room as Larissa just stood and watched. “Get back here” you laughed as you finally managed to trap her before wrapping your arms around her small little body.

“Come on sweet pea lets go and get ready” you said to Theo as you walked upstairs to her bedroom so she could choose her outfit for the day. She ended up choosing a white long sleeve top with a butterfly in the middle as well as her blue jean overalls. She looked adorable. You paired it with a white jumper but you knew that wouldn’t stay white for long where you were going.

Once Theo and yourself were dressed and ready, you took Theo back downstairs so Larissa could get herself ready. “Ok so the food is packed can you just get anything else you think we might need for when we are out” Larissa said giving you a small kiss before heading upstairs to get ready.

You let Theodora do her thing while you filled a rucksack with the essentials. When that was packed you grabbed another small bag and filled it with some entertainment for the car ride. You didn’t expect a two year old to sit in a car for that long without being bored but you were hoping that she might have a little nap on the way there.

After about half an hour Larissa finally came back down. You just stared at her. “What’s the matter?” she asked. “You’re beautiful baby, I don’t know how lucky I was to have such a beautiful wife as well as such a beautiful daughter” you said as you felt Theo grab your leg.

“Aww y/n that's so sweet. I love you so much” she said, pulling you close to her. “I love you too” you whispered as your lips grazed one anothers before finally letting them softly collide. “I suppose we should get going if we want to actually make a day trip of this” you laughed, picking Theodora up so you could put her shoes on and get her in the car.

While you were doing that Larissa grabbed all the bags you had sorted and placed them in the boot of the car. “Is the buggy in the back?” you asked Larissa once you had finished strapping Theo into her car seat. “Yes, don't worry I made sure it was in the car. I will give you Theo’s bag in case she wants anything” she said as she passed the bag over the seat.

You grabbed the bag and put it in the front before hopping into the driver's side of the car to start the journey there. “Are you ready to go?” Larissa asked as she hopped into the passenger seat. “Yep let's get this party started” you laughed while starting the engine. The journey there was relatively easy. Theodora only needed entertaining for the first half an hour before finally falling asleep.

The rest of the journey was spent just chatting with Larissa while she enjoyed the beautiful countryside scenery. When you finally arrived Theodora was still asleep so you carefully got her out of the car and put her in the buggy and thankfully she stayed asleep. That made yours and Larissa’s next job ten times easier.

You both grabbed a handful of bags that you knew you would need, most fitting under the buggy before then locking the car and heading into the park. This was the amazing thing about going to a place like this, you could just explore the woodlands while Theo is asleep. You paid for both you and Larissa to get in before heading in to look around the place. It was like something out of a fairytale with loads of little woodland parks for the children to play on that ranged in sizes.

You and Larissa were happy just chilling walking hand in hand waiting for the little one to wake from her slumber. After about 20 minutes of walking around you finally heard Theo starting to stir in her buggy. “Hey sleepy head” you said softly to the little one as you picked her up from the buggy. However the only person she wanted was Larissa. So you handed her over while you took control of the buggy.

“Why don’t we go to tiptoe valley?” you suggested as you opened the map to find your way there. As the three of you were walking Theo finally started to wake up and realised where she was. She was mesmerised by the place and was pointing out every little thing she could see. Eventually she wanted to walk and she was running around looking at everything.

You knew this was something she was going to remember and you were enjoying every minute of it. When you finally arrived at tiptoe valley you let Theodora run wild in there. You parked up the buggy and joined Larissa in supervising the two year old.

“How did we get so lucky with such a smart, beautiful and perfect child?” Larissa asked while holding your hand and resting her head on your shoulder. “Because we made her that’s why. She definitely has all the beauty from you Rissa, she is literally a mini version of you” you chuckled giving her hand a soft squeeze.

You knew Rissa had her insecurities and her body was one of them. She was always worried during the pregnancy if the baby would inherit her traits which she thought were bad. Little did she know that our baby girl would be a spitting image of her and she is the most beautiful being in the universe.

“My two most favourite, beautiful beings in the whole universe” you said looking at Larissa and then back to Theo. You let Theodora continue to run rampage through the different parks becoming braver with each one she came across. However it was getting close to lunch time and you all could feel it.

“Mommy I’m hungry” Theo whined as she ran up to Larissa. “Ok peanut. Let's go find somewhere so we can have something to eat” Larissa said, grabbing the little one's hand and leading her to a number of benches where we could eat. Theo had already decided where she wanted to sit so ran straight over to the empty bench.

You and Larissa followed behind her before joining her at the table. Larissa started grabbing an array of food from out the bag and it all looked so yummy. Theodora had a tortilla pizza which was basically a wrap that she put pizza sauce and cheese on before cooking it to make a healthier pizza. You and Larissa both had chicken ceasar wraps which were your favourite.

To go with that Theo had some tomato and basil melty sticks while you and Larissa were sharing a bag of sea salt and chardonnay vinegar crisps. Theo also had some fruit, some mini cocktail sausages, a babybel and a small pot of yoghurt. You and Larissa also had the same just on a larger scale.

You all were just happy and content eating your lunch, every so often having to get Theodora to come back to the table because she was so desperate to go and play but you both knew if she didn’t eat now she would be hungry later. So after convincing the two year old to finish eating you all finally went back to playing around the parks.

It was such a fun filled day and you loved watching Larissa and Theo chase each other around the play equipment before both deciding to gang up on you. The park shut at 17:00 but you and Larissa knew that you would need to stop somewhere for dinner and it was getting very close to that sort of time. Theo definitely had your mood when she was hungry and it wasn’t pleasant.

So you all left the park at 16:45 so you could make your way home and get something to eat on the way. Thankfully there was a McDonalds just 10 minutes from Bewilderwood. You got Theodora a 4 piece chicken nugget happy meal with a book. You would rather read to her than get her a toy that would most likely end up in the bin anyway. You ordered yourself a Big Mac meal and Larissa wanted the McCrispy meal. You had the meal delivered to your car and then drove to park in one of the free parking spaces.

The car was silent as you all ate with the quiet volume of the radio playing in the background. You knew Theodora had finished her dinner because she started blabbering away to herself as she was trying to read her book. I think she was just happy looking at the pictures. Once you and Larissa had finished you started the car back up and started the journey home.

Theo once again fell asleep which you were more than grateful for because it meant she should stay asleep now until tomorrow. You were hoping to chat with Larissa but she had also fallen asleep. So you just enjoyed the company of yourself while listening to the songs on the radio.

When you finally arrived home Larissa had woken so she got Theo out of the car while you grabbed everything you needed from out the car. You unpacked it all and cleaned out the pots you had taken to hold the food in. When you had finally done all that you went up to find Larissa who was in the middle of tucking the little one into bed.

“Night peanut” you heard her whisper as she gave her a kiss on the forehead. You quickly went in and said goodnight to Theodora too before following Larissa into your bedroom. You both got changed and decided tonight that you would just watch a film and go to bed. It had been a long day but you were happy to be making precious memories with your family.

“Night darling” Larissa whispered as she wrapped her arms around your body. “Night babe, I love you” you whispered as you cuddled up into her embrace. “I love you too” you heard her say before letting the sleep overtake you.

[crow-raven-crow]

Heyyy, love your writing!

It’s a bit specific but I was wondering if you could do a Larissa x reader fic where reader takes antidepressants but stopped taking them for whatever reasons then decided to start taking them again and gets really bad serotonin syndrome as her body gets used to the meds again? And Larissa is just concerned. Like just a cute fluff kinda type vibe???

Much love and take care x

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Serotonin Syndrome - a potentially fatal drug-induced condition caused by too much serotonin in the synapses in the brain. This is caused by a medication or mix of them building up high levels of serotonin.

Signs and symptoms include: restlessness, insomnia, confusion, rapid heart rate, high blood pressure, dilated pupils, loss of muscle coordination, twitching muscles, muscle rigidity, nervousness, sweating, nausea, blurred vision, feeling like you're in a dream like state

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The covers gave you no comfort tonight - fabrics and scents you usually melted into only stuck to your skin like static. The darkness of the room was casted away by the welcomed silver light of the moon, but the clouds at the edges of your vision only fed restlessness and frustration to you by the spoonful as you turned over for what felt like the thousandth time that night. Your body felt stiff, stuck, tired as you continued to beg it for some rest.

You were back on your antidepressants after long days of contemplation. You didn't think it would be this hard, things never seemed this hard.. The blankness, the dullness that compressed your mind being oh so silent yet all too loud at the same time - the overwhelming presence and lack of your thoughts that stood stationary at the front of your mind pressed on with no will to stop. Your body felt heavy, your bones carrying an ache you wished to forget.

You moved to her side of the bed, bringing your knees close to your chest as you inhaled small pieces of her perfume. For how exhausted you were, the rapid hammering of your heart only served as a reminder of how much longer you could be awake tonight. The pounding in your ears didn't settle no matter how hard you tried to calm your breaths, and the constant inhale and exhale was taking much more out of you than you'd like to admit. You moved the covers off of your body, upset at the layer of sweat that covered your skin, and forced the cool air of the night to shock your system.

As waves of goosebumps appeared across your skin and shivers ran through you, your eyes wandered over to the golden light seeping in from underneath the bedroom door. Your lover sat beyond those walls, a goddess of comfort, a source of haven that you were so grateful to have. You longed to forget this heavy feeling. Running your hands over your legs, you thought of the comforting warmth that sat just past those doors, the gentle kisses, the softest touches, the sanctuary that was just feet away.

You breathed in through your nose, feeling the air swirl in through you until you felt your lungs max out, hoping that the action alone would calm the newfound pit growing in your stomach, and stood as you pushed the air out of your mouth. The long night had slowly turned into a dream to you, the chill you felt under the moonlight only adding to the pull that the golden glow gave to you. You felt weightless as your feet sunk into the rug underneath you, yet the weight in your chest was ever present the closer you got to holding your hand out towards the handle.

Wood, dark and ancient and carved and worn - the only thing that separated you from something you wanted so badly, from someone you wished to melt into. The doorknob shocked your fingertips as you took hold of it, the small spark of light being enough to cause your heart to rage on again. Your lips formed into a thin line, your mind blanking as the sudden thought of going back to the bed faded from your mind - you pushed forward.

The heavy door creaked as it moved, showing its age as your wish to walk into her presence quietly slipped away from you. Your mind acknowledged the fact that you had entered the space completely, but you couldn't help but feel disconnected from yourself - knowing that you had entered a new room, touching the cold planks under your feet, feeling the heat from the roaring flames greeting your side, yet not knowing if you were truly awake.

The door to your shared quarters shut with a click, and your eyes slowly made their way to the concerned figure presented at the desk. Her hair was pure white as the moonlight guided though each strand, but the flames that burned in front of her painted her features in a caramel hue. Her eyes, capsules that carried the ocean in their blues, wandered over your tired figure in growing worry - gliding over your wrinkled, oversized shirt, to the fidgeting of your hands, to the small heaves of your chest. She took in every ounce that you offered her, and damn did she read it all like a book.

"Darling.. Is everything alright..?" Her voice cut through the air like a hot knife to butter, her accent coursing through the room and wrapping you in its safe hold, the love, the worry dripping from it completely unhidden from your soul. It was hard to focus, your eyes moving in slow, blurred circles around the room that made the cloudy edges of your vision ever more present.

"U-Um.." You didn't mean for your voice to crack, didn't mean for it to break and weaken and fade out and run from you since you never wanted anyone to worry, since you never wanted her to worry… But you were hers.. and she was yours, so she knew the truth without asking.. So of course at the first sound of your voice escaping your lips in such a small way she was already up to her feet.

The soft pads of her heels stepping onto the large rug beneath her desk soon faded into heavy clicks against the dark wood floor, growing louder until they stopped in front of you. Her fingertips, gentle and soft with their touch, traced over the curves of each of your wrists. They circled around and traced their way up your arms, the touch grounding you and bringing you back to her.

Your eyes slowly focused on hers as one of her hands came to rest on the curve of your waist, the other moving to cup your cheek. It was easy to melt into her touch, to melt into the present when you were with her. Her thumb traced back and forth against your cheek as her eyes jumped from every little bit of your features, scanning your face with a quiet worry.

It was like your body allowed everything to crumble as you stood there in front of your love, the adoration and true care that radiated from her being all it took to let your true exhaustion show. A shaky sigh left you as your body felt heavy again, and your eyes, now glossy, finally opened again to meet hers.

"Darling..?" You didn't know if it was the way her thumb stopped moving against your cheek as she saw the true emotion in your eyes, or the way that her other hand sprawled out to touch more of your skin, or the way her voice got evermore quieter as she looked at your fragile being, but a choked sob broke through you with no restriction.. then another.. and another.. and suddenly you found the stream near impossible to stop.

"Oh, my love.. Come here, darling - I've got you, I promise.." Her voice lifted you into her trance, safe and warm, as she pulled you into her arms. She pressed small kisses against your hairline, her hands tracing patterns along your back as you pressed into her. Your hands were quick to grab onto the fabric of her dress, holding on as though your life depended on it, to find some sense of reality again. Your crying was quiet, yet wrecked your body with a release it needed as your tears soaked into her grey dress.

You listened as her rapidly beating heart came to a slow, the rise and fall of her chest becoming an easier task to follow as she asked you to breathe with her. Soon, the lightness that you were missing, that you seemed to be begging for, rose to your chest, your breaths matching and mixing together as the fire crackled on next to you, as the moon grew evermore present in the sky.

You felt her pull away, but before you could move, her rose painted lips were pressed against your forehead. It was gentle, full of adoration, full of pride… A blush was quick to grow on your cheeks as you watched the goddess pull away to meet your gaze, the smallest of smiles coming up to curl her lips. She understood every part of you, and seeing her acknowledge something so small yet so hard for you only made love settle in your chest.

"Why don't we get to bed, hmm?" You knew it wasn't a question, especially when she saw the exhaustion in your eyes, the heaviness in your stance, especially when the release you had just overcome started to present the toll it really took on you.

She was an easy woman to follow, a better one to try to please, so when her hand glided over to the small of your back with a small push towards the bedroom, it was as though your legs moved on their own. The haze that was over you was different than the one you had felt when you left the room, and you were so grateful that she was able to help you change that with just her company alone.

Your body sunk into the mattress, the foam latching onto your limbs and pulling you into it's welcoming hold. The covers were cold as she pulled them over you, something you appreciated when your head met the pillow. Your eyes were quick to close, the weight of your lids making itself known, but you still tuned into the rustling you heard throughout the room.

Just as the small sounds became white noise to you, they stopped completely and nearly prompted you to open your eyes, but the opportunity was taken away when you felt the mattress dip on the other side of you, replacing a hope with a lovely fact. Arms, hushed and secure, were quick to wrap themselves around you after you felt her body settle. You turned in her hold, your own arms coming to rest on her waist as you buried your head in the crook of her neck, your fingers lightly tracing the expanse of her porcelain skin.

The lingering smell of her perfume filled your lungs, and the soft hum of her heartbeat was something easy for you to sink into. Her hand pushed underneath your shirt, smoothing over the skin of your back and traced mindless patterns there. With another sweet kiss to your head, her voice, low yet soft, rang out in the new lightness of the room, "Sleep well, you sweet thing.. I promise, I've got you.."

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𝐚/𝐧: CRYING SOBBING BANGING THE WALLL

I LOVE WRITING LARISSA FLUFF COME ONNN

this one was very healing for me to write. i've been feeling a lot of emotions lately as i've forced myself to work through things and being able to have something like this was really helpful.

larissa is a comfort character to a lot of us, and i am so honored that someone trusted me to write something that can be so personal sometimes. we all need a person like larissa sometimes

im so sorry ive been mia LMAO so much is going on. im officially a double major (yippie lol) and im looking for a house with some friends and its midterm season andddd i increased my hours at work aaannnnddd ya know life LOL

BUT

im glad you all are so understanding <3 it warms my heart when you all still think of me or mention me because this is a really nice part of my life that i am soooo grateful for :)

here you go anon :) sorry it took so long - thank you so much for your patience <33 i hope you liked it!

xx,

~ 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰

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𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: (tagged anyone who asked/wanted to be on the "all works" taglist)

as always, feel free to ask to be added :)

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[billiedeansbitch]

𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬

(𝐋𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

summary: Larissa's unable to sleep and it's up to you find a solution

a/n: wrote this one because my heart craves for something soft and smutty :'))

warning/s: NSFW. soft smut.

Most often than not, Larissa stirs awake in the middle of the night, she slowly unravels your arm around her middle and softly, ever so gently, moves to pry herself off from your embrace and off the bed. Quickly, she would tuck her pillow under your arm to give you something to cuddle with. And a kiss on your cheek before she leaves.

Tonight was no different, she gets up, tucks a pillow next to you, kisses your forehead and puts her robe on before she leaves the bedroom, tiptoeing all the way to her private study. It has always been like this since she can remember, she wakes up and never goes back to sleep no matter how exhausted her body feels. She considers booking an appointment with the new therapist in Jericho but never does.

Larissa sighs and opens her laptop. She does nothing but stare at the angry red notification of her unread emails. 

The door creaks as it is being pushed open, her gaze shifting and that’s when she finds you, standing there with a sleepy look on your face, your hair untamed, the strap of your tank top fell from your left shoulder. “I woke up and you weren’t in bed.” The yawn that follows makes Larissa’s lips curl, and while she feels guilty to not have been by your side, she feels incredibly warm seeing this sight in front of her. 

You walk in, shutting the door behind you, “Can’t sleep again?” you ask while settling yourself on the couch. You heard her mumble confirming that she, in fact, can’t sleep again. “Come here, love.” you told her, opening your arms and prompting her to come. 

Larissa looks vulnerable and tired, she sits down next to you but you tug her arm and motion for her to lay on top of you with her head on your chest, she refuses and grumbles about being “too big” and “too heavy” which you dismiss with a glare. Defeated, she settles on the position you told her to.

She’s tensed, from her muscles to her breathing, you know she’s holding herself back, “Let go, baby. It’s okay. You’ve been on top of me for more than one occasion and I’ve been fine. You’re not going to break me. Just let go.” 

Eventually you feel her knots loosen after a while of whispering sweet nothings as you hold her closer, your lips leaving tender kisses on top of her head. You feel her letting go. “That’s it, my love. Good job.” you place another reward on her forehead making her blush.

“I love you.” she mumbles, nestling her face to the crook of your neck and her warm, steady breathing brushes against your skin rendering your breath to halt for a second, your mind rebooting itself. “I–I love you, too.” and you feel her smirk against you.

You continue the idle work of your fingers as they run through her silken silver locks, “What’s keeping you up, sweetheart?” silence. No answer. You thought she’s gone to sleep but she shifts, pulling away from your neck. It’s my dreams… she wanted to say, but it feels foolish so she doesn’t.

She feels your thumb gliding across her cheekbone, your eyes searching her own for an answer she denied herself to say and she’s thankful that you didn’t feel the need to push and just let it be knowing that eventually she will open up to you. 

So she leans closer, brushing her lips on your lips, silently thanking you. You knew what it meant based on the smile you have once she pulls from you. “Okay.” 

“You should go and sleep.” she says, her gaze never leaving yours.

You raised a brow, “And leave you here? No. I’m not going back without you.” Larissa rolls her eyes and buries her face on your chest, grinning towards your attitude. “Fine, let’s go.” she gives up.

The bed dips with her weight, and you watch her lay on her back on her side of the bed, “I know you’re the biggest cuddler so you don’t have to pretend that you don’t want to sleep on top of me.” that made her pause, “Come here, love. I want to hold you.” hoping it can ease her to fall asleep quickly.

She can feel her heart expand from the way affection fills your voice to the fond way you look at her. There’s nothing but warmth in her chest right now as the butterflies go wild in her tummy, her head empty of her previous thoughts. Even after all these years you still have the same effect on her.

Half an hour later, Larissa’s still unable to fall asleep, shifting frequently and grunting. You can feel her growing exhausted. It’s rendering you both exhausted. “I’m sorry.” she mumbles in the dark, her breath caressing your neck, “It’s okay.” you assured her.

“Maybe there’s something else that I can do…a solution”

Larissa quirks a brow though you can’t see her, “What is it?”

“Do you trust me?” Larissa nods, “Lay on your back please.” 

Now on her back, you switched your positions. You climb on top of her, straddling her, a smile swiftly curling on her lips. She knows. 

She instinctively bit her lower lip, hand caressing your bare thigh and confidently caressing higher until they’re right under your top. “So this is your solution?” she teased, pinching your nipples.

“Yes. Now, I want you to relax, okay? This is about you.” the shapeshifter finds her arms pinned above her head, as your breath tickles her neck. “Relax, baby.” you grin to yourself noticing her nipples are hard underneath her shirt but you decide that they can wait just a little bit longer.

Your mouth crashes against her and she welcomes you with an intensity that makes you shiver, her tongue darting out to play with yours, and even that remains soft, “I love you” she breathes against you. You abandon her lips to trail kisses down her jawline, she throws her head backward, exposing her neck. You know what she’s asking for. You smile while you place one final kiss on her jaw and repeat the process down her neck, sucking a bright bruise on her pulse point before soothing it down with your tongue. “Fuck me.” she whined, her voice faltering as she spread her legs even wider, “Feel me.” she begs. 

You know it never fails to make her cunt sopping wet, her juices leaking. She feels you underneath her shorts, a smirk appearing when you realize she lacks a certain piece of fabric. She blushes hard. You tauntingly gather her wetness with your finger, spreading what’s collected around her clit. Her arousal grows thicker. “Please.” she whines, her brows furrowing and she’s staring at you with those big, beautiful eyes, asking you to plunge your fingers in her sex and just fuck her.

“No need to beg, my love.” you husked, leaving a soft kiss on her navel as you slowly crawl down her body, situating yourself in between her legs. You won’t lie that hearing her beg you makes you even wetter, there’s just something about her desperate pleas that makes your mouth go dry and your whole body burns.

“Is this okay? You good up there?” Larissa melts once more, never getting used to every time you take a moment to check up on her, “I’m fine.” 

The sweet adoring look in her eyes switched to something dark once you run the tip of your tongue from her inner thigh to her dripping cunt, spreading the pink lips apart with your thumbs to reveal more wet area and plunging in your tongue. Her moans are fueling you, challenging you to go deeper and fuck her until she’s shaking, her cum trickling down.

As you alternate between licking her hole and flicking with her clit, your hands start to wander above her hips, to her waist until you’re cupping her perfectly shaped breasts. She moans even louder, filthier, more of her juice coats your tongue. She tastes divine.

The first thrust of your fingers into her, Larissa growls at the satisfaction of being filled, of feeling you curling inside her pussy. “God, you’re so tight, baby.” and she mewls, shutting her eyes and bucking her hips to feel more. 

As you begin to fuck her, your freehand released its hold from her breast and grabbed her hand, intertwining your fingers together, your tongue wantonly licking her clit drawing more sounds from your dear girlfriend. “Ugh–yes, yes, yes–fuck, fuck me!” something about her being so vocal while getting fingered so dirty will never cease to make you smile. “I’m close, hun. Fuck me.”

You fuck her through and after her orgasm hit and her legs shake, fucks her some more with a strap, your mouth latched around one nipple while your freehand never left the other holding it for support. Larissa keeps taking it all until she’s very much spent and pushing you off. The pace falters, you stop and pull the toy from her sore cunt. She’s breathing heavily.

“Are you okay, mi amore?” Even after all the filthy things you told her while you fuck her like a whore, Larissa finds how your tone quickly shifts to being concerned and soft in no time to be fascinating. “I’m okay, just sore and tired. I think…I think I’m–”

“Shhh, know, I understand. I’ll go get cleaned up and I’ll bring you some towels to clean you. I will be back, don't move.” she sleepily hums indicating it was a job well done. You kissed her cheek before you left. 

After less than ten minutes you’re back by her side with a damp towel to clean the sticky cum and a dry one to wipe away the sweat. She mumbles something incoherent while you try to push her short up her legs, “Go to sleep, my love.” 

Once done, you laid yourself in bed and scooted closer to her, draping one arm across her waist to pull her. “Good night.” you whisper, dropping one soft kiss on her shoulder. She’s already knocked down but you feel her turn until she’s facing you, her head nestled on your shoulder. "Sweet dreams."

The next day, Larissa curses herself, her eyes widening as the clock on her side reads 12:15 pm. It’s the first time she’s slept through her 5:45 am, 6:00 am and 6:15 am alarm…

She turns to you, “This is your fault” she says, throwing a pillow on your face hoping to wipe away your grin and you only shrug, unable to mask the smile on your lips seeing the headmistress in distress as she moves around the bedroom.

[soft-but-tough-cookie]

Wednesday: She stole from me first

Enid: …

Wednesday: my heart

Weems: It is still illegal to steal

[lorelaiblair]

My thoughts as I rewatch Wednesday, part 3

Part 1 / Part 2

-xavier has the weathervane and wants to trade with ajax, but ajax goes to uriah’s heap with enid, why didn’t he trade? he is apparently xavier’s best friend and he probably knows what tyler did to him?

-why does donavan hate outcasts so much? he was once married to and had a kid with one? what happened to his wife? does he recognize the hyde attack patterns?

-seen people say wednesday manuipulates enid into trading assignments with her and that literally makes no sense. enid was so excited to spend time with ajax! it was a fair trade!

-eugene with yoko and bianca, i love that weirdo

(took a break 12 minutes in to make brownies and listen to the ologies episode about thanatology, just thought y’all should know that)

-i wish wednesday had severely hurt those pilgrims (i love lucas later on, but my dude??)

-wednesday cleaning his vomit is disgusting.. please please stop, he is capable of cleaning himself off

-“what the fudge are you doing in here missy?!” stop. stop it. never speak again. (i don’t really have a problem with real/other people saying this so idk why it bothers me so much when she does)

-enid and ajax are not two different species (in the way they’re implying at least) they’re outcasts, they’re somewhat popular, they have the sameish friend group, they fit. this conversation doesn’t fit them together, it does fit considering them with other people though. it fits considering wednesday.

-“i can’t believe he asked me!!” honey, my sweet girl, he didn’t.

-“who i speak to is none of your business” damn right!!

-GOODY ISNT A NAME. GOODY IS NOT A NAME!

-hate xavier, all my homies hate xavier

-he never believes her. he doesn’t believe her once without his own confirmation and then even when she proves herself right he STILL doesn’t believe her and then later he claims he always believed her. he lies straight up

-“are you mansplaining my power?” yeah, he really is

-“my dad the expert” YOU DONT LIKE YOUR DAD, YOU HAVE DADDY ISSUES AND MAYBE ITS WHY YOU’RE SUCH A SHIT PERSON, SO WHY ARE YOU AS A MAN WITH DADDY ISSUES USING WHAT HE HAS SAID TO PUT DOWN OTHER PEOPLE?!??

-enid clawing the side of that bus, my love, my girl, she is everything

-why does weems hate morticia so much??? please i need to know

-no because kimbott the therapist frfr scrapes roadkill off of the street and puts them in wedding dresses..

-how does donavan, a man once married to a hyde, not recognize a hyde when he sees one??

[m1lflov3rrr]

i could write such a delicious one shot based on this song guys 😩😩😩😩 stalker!larissa x reader ?!?!?!?!?! or someone else ?!?!

anyway, stream hit me hard and soft 💋💋

[tanith-rhea]

That I may be weak with you

"Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you? Everyone loves strength, but do you love me for my weakness? That is the real test." - Alain de Botton Dorothea Delilah Darcy is a woman in her mid to late twenties, struggling to find her place in the world. A recent job opportunity as a guidance counsellor at Nevermore Academy seems like a godsend, and she could not miss it for the life of her. Still, perhaps more problems will arise than she expected. Between bubbly, extroverted students and an uncharacteristically reactive principal, she'll be forced to overcome the limitations of her abilities or separate herself entirely from the place she'll grow to call home.

Author's note: this is... something that I'm willing to share at the moment. I hope you like it, it certainly is more of an indulgence on my part than anything else. This and Honey, You're a Keeper are what's keeping me sane lately (although more fantasizing about both the stories than writing them)

Chapter One

"There are times when I am convinced I am unfit for any human relationship" — Franz Kafka

You never thought you would someday get the chance to go to Nevermore. Being home-schooled was very common for kids in your community, and the boarding high school experience seemed to you like one of those unachievable dreams you only read about in the countless novels in your library.

You ended up not going, of course. At least not as a student. Now you approached the Nevermore gates in a car driven by a charming middle-aged man responsible for maintaining the campus surroundings nifty and, apparently, chauffeuring new professors.

A soft drizzle cast everything in a foggish autumnal setting. The term would begin in a week, so true autumn wasn't very far away, but the contrast with your parents' house was welcomed; it reminded you of Belfast, only warmer and sealess.

"What do you think, Ser Barnabas?" you petted the dark-grey tabby in your lap, "Will they be able to help us?"

"What was that, Miss?" the driver asked amicably.

"Oh! Nothing, Mr Duch, sorry to disturb you."

"Nonsense, girl, you've been nothing but nice the entire trip," he turned the car left and you saw the castle beyond the trees "We're here."

Nevermore Academy was a castle-like boarding school for teenage outcasts to learn how to control and develop their powers as well as a myriad of other subjects. You would do something along those lines, you would help them with their troubles. As it appears, their count had gone up considerably since last semester.

The building itself was a gorgeous piece of architecture. You remembered studying similar structures while going over the Gothic movement in college almost seven years ago but looking at pictures was never the same as visiting a cathedral. It certainly was not the same as stepping out of the car to a fairy-tale courtyard and mystical-looking archways. The grandiosity of the place brought you the nostalgia of reading The Secret Garden for the first time; childish curiosity meets fantastical hidden marvel.

"Everything was strange and silent and she seemed to be hundreds of miles away from anyone..."

"But somehow she did not feel lonely at all," someone interrupted your mumbling in a soft, amicable tone.

A tall blond approached you by the car, dressed in a long-sleeved, cream-coloured dress. She was easily a foot taller than you and quite intimidating, but contrary to her height, her warm blue eyes only invited you in. You felt a surge of emotion in your chest and slightly panicked at the thought of having an episode then and there, and out of nowhere too. You were certain no one was touching you, and you knew none of the people around you personally.

"Are you all right?" the beautiful woman asked, and a small crease appeared between her brows. She went to touch your arm, but you quickly composed yourself and stepped away to deposit Ser Barnabas on the ground.

"I'm quite all right, yes!" you tried to smile, "I was only surprised you knew Ms Hogson's words."

"Hardly an uncommon read," Ser Barnabas went to her and walked between her legs, rubbing on her quite uncharacteristically.

"But you knew them exactly, Pride and Prejudice is not an uncommon read and yet most people won't be able to quote it if asked."

"Quite the debater, I see, but you do have a point," she arched one perfectly designed eyebrow at you "Pleasure to meet you, Miss Darcy, I'm Larissa Weems, the principal of Nevermore Academy," she held her hand out to you and of course you were being unnecessarily prickly to the one person that could fire you and send you away at any time.

"Oh, my, I'm so sorry!" you hastily recovered from your previous scare, putting on a well-practised mask of serenity, "We only talked through e-mails so I'm afraid I didn't recognize you," you took her hand confidently "I didn't realise you would be meeting me quite so soon."

"I prefer to give the tour myself to any new staff member. I believe it to be a good bonding opportunity," she smiled easily. She was so effortlessly gracious, you had to admit leadership suited her like her obviously tailored dress.

You tugged on your glove ends to distract yourself from her overwhelming warmth and turned to look at the kind gentleman that brought you there, "Mr Duch, could you open the truck for me? I'd like to bring my things along to save time."

"Oh, don't worry, darling. I'll ask some of the staff to do that for you. You can go, Mr Duch, and have a rest before getting back to work, I believe Philomena made hot chocolate about half an hour ago and there still might have some."

"Thank you, principal, have a good day," the man left through a side pathway and quickly was out of view beyond the archways.

You were left with the imposing figure, and there wasn't much you could do aside from accompanying her. Somehow, she made you more nervous than you anticipated. Meeting new people was always a complicated ordeal, but with Principal Weems the hairs on your arms seemed more charged than usual as if her energy already knew you, which was impossible.

Ser Barnabas, the traitor, was nowhere to be seen. After nuzzling her ankles, he just skipped away to explore. You were relieved she didn't seem to realize or mind your cat's affections, after all, pets could not be prohibited but it didn't mean other co-workers or your boss had to like yours.

"I'll show you your private accommodations and we'll have a look around the school. Your office is near the astronomy tower, just before the Desdemona Hall communal area."

Your rooms consisted of a large bedroom and office area with an adjoining bathroom equipped with a bathtub and separate shower space. It was similar to what your last place of employment offered, but the stone walls and gothic feel were an entirely different level of appeal.

The principal showed you the dining area, the quad — which was a pentagon — the teacher's breakroom and your own classroom. The rest she said you'd be quickly acquainted with during the next few weeks. She explained some basic rules of the academy and advised you to be cautious of students trying to trick you into giving them a Jericho pass, especially Ophelia Hall girls. You found it all quite simple to understand, but that was only when you could actually concentrate on what the woman was telling you and not the movement of her lips forming words.

She had a very articulate way of expressing herself, something expected from someone in such a position of power, but it was understandably charming accompanied by her melodic accent, low voice and powerful stance. She commanded discipline by simply being.

"I hope to see you very soon, Miss Darcy," the woman concluded with a winning smile, "Dinner is served at seven-thirty, as I already told you. If you would like to dine out, please notify Mr Duch before five and transportation back is on you," she nodded one final time before turning on her heels and walking down the corridor.

You surveyed your office once more. Now that you were alone, a sense of calm finally made its way to your bones. Being near other people wasn't unpleasant most of the time, but the principal seemed to have a particularly powerful presence and keeping yourself in check all the time while paying attention to her was exhausting. Not that you paid all that much attention to her, instead just ogling like a creep.

Your files were already organized in the first drawer of your desk; all the documents you sent through e-mails to the school board were printed and put together in a leather cover binder. Very aesthetically pleasing and organized. You loved whoever did that for taking their time to sort through everything so carefully.

Leaving the office behind, you went back to your rooms for a shower and change of clothes. Ser Barnabas somehow was inside, sleeping atop a suitcase as if he was protecting your belongings.

"Someone had a busy hour," you scratched behind his ear and he stretched, meowing for being woken up.

You unpacked and put your things away in drawers and armoires, leaving Ser Barnabas' teacup by the enormous arched window overlooking the quad for him to hydrate whenever he deemed necessary — sometimes you were convinced he drank mentally because the water would disappear and he would be sleeping in the exact same position as the one before you left — before having a long-awaited shower.

You didn't go to dinner that day, deciding on a series of one-person games of draughts before bed.

[h-doodles]

idk if this makes any sense or if this has already been posted before but 'Darling' is SO Larissa-coded while 'Sweetheart' is Marilyn-coded

[anyaeras]

Pull it together || L.weems

Larissa Weems x Teacher AFAB reader

summary - Porn with little to no plot, Y/n was being a little bratty so weems put y/n in their place

TW- SMUT Dom!Weems Sub!reader, brat, teasing, pet names, strap-on, spanking , mommy kink ,  unprofessional , short ,, princess!pet name ,  degrading (a little)

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Larissa weems was working past her regular hours in her office, she lost track of time yet she was always one to be a workaholic, as the clock was hitting 7pm dinner was being served. Meaning all of the students would be in the courtyard, and out of earshot. which is when professor Y/l/n made their way to Larissa's office, each step would cause a click, making their  approach, most likely not so secret

Knocking twice before being aloud in, y/n opened Weems door moving into the office, the smell of the fire place burning filled y/n's nose, as the sounds of the fire crackle followed, the tall women's office was very homie, which how could it not be with all the time the women spent in here, y/n closed the door softly, causing a small click sound to be made as they locked it behind them.

"Larissa, it's late come out of this office and relax" y/n said softly having an alternative motive , maybe even a little bit selfish.

Y/n and their boss had unprofessional relationships for sure, yet there was no rules against staff relationships in nevermore, so it wasn't as if the two hid their relationship, yet they still try to stay professional around other faculty and always when in front of students , still many others had picked up on there little love story but that didn't bother y/n, they thought their boss was an absolute goddess.

They were standing center of the office, giving their best puppy eyes to the older women, in hopes to pull her away from her works, to have some time with the women.

"Y/n im working. You can wait" was all weems replied with but y/n wasn't letting that slide. They began to walk closer to weems, wrapping their arms around her neck as they stood behind their boss whom was sitting in her desk chair, whom may I added was still not in the mood.

"Y/n, what do you think you are doing?" Weems questioned still not looking up from her laptop which was flooded with emails, yet this time y/n responded with a few neck kisses, leaving a trail up weems neck was something she knew would get the headmistress going, sucking on the woman's pulse point would get a deep groan to fall from her mouth, it was music to y/n's ears

Larissa quickly regained her composure, as she stood up moving her basic work items off the desk rather quickly before swinging y/n onto that dark oak desk, push them to be bent over, their front pressed against the cold wood

"I told you to wait? Did I not...but no my little dumb brat couldn't wait for mommy to finish work?" Weems spoke down to y/n laughing at the way y/n's body responded to her words, the tall women's hands would trail down the professors body, softly running her fingers through their hair.

The blonde started to undress y/n, slowly, taking her Time on purpose just to add to this little punishment she had started. Y/n didn't move a muscle, enjoying the attention they were finally receiving. At this point they were pretty much basking in it.

"Tisk tisk look at you so compliant now, where was that moments ago?" Weems basically whispered as she bet down, her words slipping directly into their ears, as they laid front down onto her work desk.

"Mmm my Princess you Wanna act like a little brat I treat you like a little brat, and brats need to be  disciplined" the words caused y/n to gasp, as they had an idea what was coming next, their bare ass was on display for this women, and it didn't take a  genius to figure out what was going to come next .

*smack* the first smack on y/n's ass from Larissa's strong hand left y/n in a shock as loud Yelp was released from y/n causing Larissa to chuckle as she continue her relentless swats until y/n had tears in their eyes, and their ass was bright fucking red.

"Color?"

"G-green" y/n managed to choke their word out making sure Larissa had the okay to continue.

After that weems flipped y/n around going straight for her lips, pulling y/n into a deep kiss, as she held them there for a long moment, until air was desperately needed, at the same time Larissa's hand reached down slipping her long fingers between y/n's now slick folds softly pressing against their clit, causing y/n go jerk a bit before she pulled away, the whole time weems held eye contact with y/n, as they were breathing heavily.

"Dripping wet my little masochist" weems teased pulling a soft moan from y/n's throat

Larissa reached into her bottom desk drawer, grabbing a large strap on, taking a moment to strip to her lingerie giving y/n a show who was stood before the headmistress, sandwiched between the desk and the desk chair, the blonde had placed the harness and strap around her waist securing it snuggly .

The size alone made y/n's eyes grow wide, and their mouth wet, by this point the teachers pussy was clenching around air, ready to be destroyed by their  employer.

"Mmm so quite now are we princess, not to long ago I couldn't get you to shut up? Mmm why don't you tell me what you want"

Y/n was flustered for a moment only being able to get out whines before pulling together their foggy mind...

"God Fuck me please" y/n begged, that was the only thing they could get out.

"Ha I'm god now daring?" Weems chuckled pushing y/n back by the hips moving them to fall onto the desk, laying on their back, weems started to slip the Faux cock threw the professors folds back and forth as it slapped against their soaked pussy, take a few moment to get the faux dick wet before lining up, slowly lowering y/n on to the cock, as well as pushing it in.

"Fuck too big mommy" y/n stated but was cut off quickly

"You can take it, for me princess" Larissa countered picking up her speed, trusting quickly and deep into y/n as weems was still holding them still on top of her desk.

Quickly weems was in and out of the pretty thing she held on her desk, watching y/n's faces change and high pitch moans come from them as Larissa hits all her sweet spots pulling her closer and closer to their climax.

Larissa moved her mouth to y/n's neck not getting any lighter on her thrusts, finding y/n's sweet spot and focusing some attention there, watching as y/n's legs starting to shake weems pulled away from y/n neck whispering in their ear "hold it" weems was holding her control knowing y/n couldn't hold much longer and Larissa just continued pushing y/n over edge

"Please please please let me cum mommy" watching y/n beg was music to Larissa's ears finally giving y/n the okay to let go, and with a scream they did

Larissa kept the cock inside y/n for a moment letting them come down from their high before removing it, leaving y/n in a hazed state as weems cleaned up. Pulling y/n into her lap shortly after, letting the teacher rest against her, softly running her fingers through their hair

"You're so pretty when you aren't acting like a brat" Larissa teased not once letting go of her princess

Y/n's only response was a soft whine

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A/N- 2 writing pieces in one day, yall don't expect to see anything new for the next seven months. But like my requests are open and my discord server is up 

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Hi so i loved what the body wants and i was wondering if you’d do something similar like they hate each other, get locked in a small space but R’s claustrophobic and Rissa helps. Just a bunch of fluff? X

Yesss. Hi anon! Here’s an enemies to friends angst and fluff piece for you, dear anon!! Hope you Enjoy ♥️♥️

Numb and Afraid ~Soft!Larissa Weems xFem Teacher!Reader

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: angst, enemies to friends, happy ending fluff, claustrophobia, high anxiety, implied anxiety attack, crying, comforting, pet names, etc.

Enjoy (;

“Yes, Miss L/N… What do you want?” Larissa sighed in annoyance as you entered her office.

You gritted your teeth together at her tone. She made the hair on the back of your neck stand up in the worst way. You took a deep breath.

“I need access to the storage closet. I’m out of Kleenex.” You explained.

Larissa looked up from her work and looked you up and down suspiciously, as if you would have nefarious intentions with some tissues.

“I see…” she breathed out, “Well, I shall take you there myself.”

She decided and stood up, grabbing her keys.

“No need. Just need the key!” You quickly exclaimed.

Larissa stopped what she was doing, grabbing her things, and stared at you.

“I will be going with you. You have no other business but to get Kleenex, and I shall make sure you stick to it.” She condescendingly explained.

You gritted your teeth together again in anticipation. You nodded in defeat. The blonde raised her head in superiority, as she led you out of her office. The two of you walked to the storage closet, and Larissa unlocked it and held the door open for you.

You nodded and entered, immediately looking for the tissues. Larissa entered with you.

“Is that really necessary?” You sighed in frustration, “it’s only Kleenex…”

“It is absolutely necessary if I deem it so.” Larissa huffed.

But because she had entered behind you, she had let the door go. So it shut. And locked. You heard the click and immediately spun around.

You quickly looked around and suddenly the room looked very small. Your heart fluttered and began to race.

“Did the door lock?” You quickly asked, your mouth going dry.

Larissa had been intently watching you that she hadn’t noticed. But as you mentioned it, she went to open the door and it was locked.

Your mind started to spiral. Larissa tried the key but as she was inserting it and turning it ripped in half, blocking the lock entirely with its first half.

This was your nightmare.

Your eyes frantically ran over everything in the room, desperately searching for a way out. Tears started to form around your eyes. Your breathing was shallow and labored.

Larissa heard a sniffle behind her and turned around, clearly annoyed.

“What is the Ma—” she exclaimed halfway before shutting up at the sight of you.

Larissa’s face dropped into concern as she saw your chest heaving and your tears. Your hands were stimming by shaking violently in front of yourself.

She immediately dropped the defect half of the key and was at your side. Her one hand rubbed your back while her other cupped your cheek. You instinctually leaned into her touch, looking for any type of comfort. Sobs started to pour out from your throat, uncontrollably.

“I’m so sorry…” she whispered, “Are you claustrophobic, by chance love…?”

You nodded into her chest as sobs continued to pour out of you.

“Oh Sweetheart… Let me call someone to get us out of here, mkay?” She offered soothingly.

You sniffled, backing away slightly and nodding. As Larissa nodded and got on her phone, you fell to the floor against a wall. Your tears wouldn’t stop streaming down your face and you’d started stimming with your hands again.

As soon as Larissa had called the right people, she was right next to you once more.

“I’m so sorry, Darling…” she softly whispered, holding you as she had sat on the ground herself, “I did not know, I’m sorry…”

Larissa continued to apologize and comfort you until someone finally got the door back open.

“Thank you…” you croaked, as you finally exited the storage closet.

Larissa squeezed your hand reassuringly and smiled genuinely.

“Anytime, Sweetheart. Anytime.”

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Larissa Weems Masterlist

[alexander-23]

Larissa Weems x student!reader headcanon?

Basically student has anxiety attack after seeing the monster themselves and Larissa comforts them.

I was out for a late night walk since I was unable to sleep, one of the many wonderful…. effects of insomnia. I wasn’t far from the building but close enough to the fence that I could see into the woods. I was on edge with the many monster attacks as of late, but the walks always helped me the best. As I’m walking by the fence, the monster slams into it reaching its hand through to grab me. I fall over to avoid it but still get a scratch on my arm. I stare at it in shock as it backs away to climb over the fence. At the sight of that, I stand shakily and run back to nevermore for safety.

As I’m running through the halls, I continuously look back for the monster. I only stop when I run into Principal Weems. We both fall to the ground, but I attempt to scramble to get up.

Principal Weems pulls me closer to herself in an attempt to talk to me, “Y/N dear, what’s wrong? What has you so frightened?”

I look in the direction I came from scared the monster is still coming after me, “monster……I..” I’m gasping for air, “I saw it!”

“Slow down, what do you mean?”

“It atta-“ I try to get more air into my lungs as she squeezes my hands, “it attacked me”

She looks me over and spots the bleeding scratches on my arm. In an instant she lifts me in her arms and brings me through a door. It’s dark with a dim light behind me. Principal Weems holds me tight, “It’s alright Darling, I’ve got you, you’re safe here” she whispers. She places me on her bed and kneels between my legs. She cups my face softly and looks at me with gentle eyes. “Oh honey….we’re going to breathe together, alright?”

I give a small nod in agreement and do as she does.

In for 8 seconds , out for 5

“That’s it darling, keep going”

In for 8, out for 5

She leads me through this exercise until I’m breathing normally again. She lets go of my face and moves to stand. She slowly backs away, “I’m just going to my bathroom to grab a first aid. You can see me from here, I promise”.

She turns and goes into her bathroom squatting down to retrieve the kit from under the sink before returning to my side.

She pulls at the sleeve of my shirt a bit, “do you have anything on under this?” I nod and she helps take my shirt off. I’m left in my sports bra and a cropped tank top.

She slowly cleans my wound and wraps my arm to keep it protected. She then guides me to her dresser and pulls out a long sleeve shirt of hers to cover me back up.

“Would you like to stay with me tonight?” I nod my head and she guides me back to her bed. She tucks me in with a kiss to my forehead and a gently Goodnight. She stays close by until I fall asleep and watches over me for the night.

Master List

[truffzitas]

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[sapphicghostie]

Larissa Weems has baby energy

[sinclairforever]

Enid's New Dress

Wednesday and Enid have been friends for a while now but lately the goth has found that she has been falling for the sweet, overly dramatic pink werewolf. However, there are more obstacles on the path to Enids heart than Wednesday had previously thought, well, that had never stopped her before had it?

I have this on Ao3 and Wattpad as well.

This story is going to be mature and there are scenes of child neglect and blood. More below the cut.

It all started when Wednesday noticed Enid staring rather wistfully at a dress in a dress shop window. It was one of those colorful monstrosities, and fluffy. Which was a crime in its own right. Still, deciding that it would be a good idea to at least ask enid why she seemed to want a dress that much she walked over to Enids side and asked "Why do you want the colorful monstrosity"

Enid was so engrossed in staring at the dress that she barely noticed Wednesdays words. Once she did notice that the seer was staring at her she started a bit with a yelp and blushed a deep red.

Wednesday decided that it was a color suited to Enid. Though all colors seemed to become bearable, dare she say beautiful on the werewolf. Lost in her musings Wednesday almost didn't notice her companion starting to speak in an embarrased, guilty? tone.

"Um well, I don't, I don't like it- the dress I mean, it's not my style at all, not my style one bit"

Now Wednesday didn't believe that for one moment, but she was slightly puzzled as to why the colorful frilly Enid would say no to something as colorful and frilly as that dress. It was Enid in fabric form. So, furrowing her eyebrows she started to walk briskly behind the speed walking werewolf.

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Once they were back in their dorm room Wednesday commanded thing to go buy the dress, after asking him his opinion on why Enid was acting like this.

He was severely unhelpful besides some misguided thoughts on how she should comfort the girl.

As Wednesday lay in her bed she pondered on the issue for a full hour-Enid had only ever lied once before- before she heard a noise coming from the balcony.

Getting up Wednesday crept towards the balcony, footsteps as silent if not quieter than a felines. Only to stop once she heard the silent sobs of, that couldnt be Enid?! But as she crept ever closer she realized that yes, it was her Enid. Who had made her cry? They were already 6 feet in the ground as far as Wednesday was concerned, all she needed was two hours and they would be gone.

Enid stiffened and turned around slowly, not even bothering to wipe away the tears that ran down her broken face and over her scars. Her voice broke as she whispered Why are you out here Wednesday?"

"Why are you crying?"

Fingers shaking and shoulders trembling the other replied "None of your business"

Wednesday felt anger flare in her stomach and snake up her spine "It is my business if someone who belongs to me is crying" she snapped. Not even caring how odd it might sound to Enid because to her it was a simple, unavoidable, fact.

Enid looked like as if she was in shock, mouth agape and tears pouring anew down her face as she started to crumple to the ground.

Wednesday manages to catch her just before the floor met her poor Enid. Checking her pulse she determined that Enid was ok for now. A few moments later it became clear that Enid wasn't going to wake up for a while. With a strength that didn't show it's face often Wednesday lifted the girl into her arms and carried her to her bed.

Sitting down beside her Wednesday sat guard against any intangible nightmares and monster, she sat to guard the girl against anything that might dare to harm her.

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Morning came and with it Enid awoke. Wednesday had never felt relief before but what she must be feeling now would be close.

Raising her eyebrow in question she stared at Enid questions in her eyes.

Sighing Enid fiddled with her fingers nervously and said "I guess I can't just have a cookie and not have to explain right?"

Wednesday simply stared

"Promise you won't kill them on family day and I'll tell you"

Now that was interesting, the seer supposed that if it was needed she could always get her family to 'visit' these people. Technically that wouldn't be breaking her side of the deal seeing that she wouldnt be doing the flaying.

Enids squinted at Wednesday and nodded now playing with her hair she began her tale

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There was no help for it, Wednesday would simply have to go back on her word for the first time in her life. Those people that Enid, her darling Enid called family, would have to dissappear. After some torture of course.

Enid looked at Wednesday who was sitting stock still eyes open in the way the opened when she was imagining being particularly violent to someone. Quietly reaching out a hand she took Wednesdays hand in hers and hoping on all the wolf gods, if there even were any that is, that Wednesday would still be her friend.

Wednesday slowly looked Enid up and down and said "They were not your family, they were bastards not worthy of being in your presence for a mere moment"

And ad Enid looked up at her eyes shining with unscheduled tears Wednesday carefully cupped Enids face in her hands and leaning forward-she got as far as her nose-Thing burst into the room.

Oh he was so dead.

He was not dead but his hand lotion would disappear for a solid 2 weeks. He was spared because he was dragging a box with the dress shops name on it.

Picking up the box Wednesday presented the box to Enid.

Gasping Enids trembling hands reached for the box hesitantly, almost not sure if she could touch it. When be boxes lid was taken off and Wednesday was saying "The dress is yours now"

Wednesday was bowled over by a hug from the werewolf.

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Opening her eyes didn't help. It was always going to be the same shade of black. There wasn't any color. None, she wasn't even granted a speck of gray.

A hand was touching her. There was a hand in the black and it was touching her. There was something oily on the back of her knee. There were things in the dark that shouldn't be there.

She would be brave, she wouldn't complain. She deserved this, a failure like her deserved to not see color. A small useless runt did not deserve anything other than nothing, in fact, she deserved the rest of her years in this dark colorless blind world.

What did pink look like? What did it look like? Was it her cakes frosting? Wait, she'd never had cake. Were did that ridiculous idea come from. Maybe it was a tree, no trees were green and brown. Wait what was green?

Oh dear

She'd forgotten what the thing should wanted the most looked liked. Not like it was any more than what she deserved.

There was that oily sensation again. To her knowledge there was nothing else in her world besides memories and waste.

Memories, wonderful memories.

A proud mother, a laughing father. Rambunctious brothers. A lovely voice saying "Isn't she such a dear little pup?"

Brothers knocking her over and mother frowning. Father's eyes dimming at the disappointment his only daughter was.

Less food that day. Was that food good? Did it taste like the food now? It looked good, the meat was actually juicy. It must have been heavenly.

Now she remembered the day that she'd confirmed her uselessness.

A big round moon, and family. All looking at her expectantly. Except for mother, no surprise, she probably already knew of the burden that was....

"What's my name? "

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Enid woke up with a gasping choke. Where was she? Where was she? She needed her now.

What was that pained voice? That horrible shrill whiny voice that kept on going "Wednesday! WEDNESDAY!"

Just on and on and on repeating the name. As if that would help.

Oh, what was that? A movement on the other side of the room had caught her attention and now those arms were desperately grabbing at whatever poor person had to witness her shame.

The swift shadow was by her side in a moment holding her? Yes, this person was actually touching her. This person was hugging her and wiping away tears that she hadn't known she was shedding. They were blessedly calm, and cold. It was comforting.

The figure started to rub circkes on her side and spoke "Enid, do you want to talk about it?"

That was the problem, she didn't know what was wrong, only that something was bad, very very bad. And she couldn't remember what was bad. Now she was clutching at the figure and her voice was getting panicked and high "I don't know Wednesday, I don't remem-"

"Shush there is no need to get worked up"

So her name was apparently Wednesday, at least that's what that part of her thought. It was odd, she felt disconnected. Like she was watching herself panick without feeling it. Then Wednesday spoke "Do you want to have a cookie and fresh water?"

Who in the world offered a warm cookie with water? And the trance was broken, she was Enid this person was Wednesday and she Enid had had a bad dream, the only part that she could remember was the part were she didn't know her name and everything was dark. So in a trembling voice she said "Wednesday, could you please get me light"

"Yes my dear"