#shut up rissa

[wooobuddyletsgetnasty]

⚠️: size kink, Toji laughs @ you— I think that’s everything

Minors close ur eyes n if you know me no you don’t.

he’s big— big arms, big shoulders, big chest, big cock and somehow he’s managed to convince you to lay down n take it.

and he starts out real nice n sweet and is murmuring about how soft and pretty you are when he spreads you open on his fingers first but it isn’t enough to make you come— no, it’s just enough to settle your nerves, just enough to make you all slick n pliant, just enough for him to bully the fat head right in.

and it’s just him— big chest n big biceps being all you can see. just him with a smarmy grin as he coos in your face ab how it’s okay, you can take it. “look angel— it’s already halfway in, you’re being so brave.”

and maybe it’s how he looks, eyes flicking between your blown out pupils to how your cunt is choking him out— or maybe it’s how he’s still rubbin’ away at your puffy little clit trying to make it easier to spear you open wide for him.

somehow it isn’t enough— but it also is.

before you can warn him to slow down, you’re tunneling out, chest heaving, tears pricking the corners of your eyes— you’re fucking coming and he’s not even all the way in yet.

and you somehow hear him— you fucking hear him, even with your eyes rolling back into your skull, even with your toes curling— even with your pussy creamin’ around his half seated cock.

He’s fucking laughing at you.

“yeah? you comin’— ah, shit— ‘s that fuckin’ good, huh?”

his tone is nothing but mocking, like he knew he was about to ruin you, like he knew that after this, your pussy would fit him like a glove.

you wish you could say something back— but you can’t. it’s all garbled noises and pathetic whimpers because Toji is laughing at you and also because he’s right— it is that fucking good.

but before you can truly catch up, he’s using the slick, using how you’ve loosened up to shove the rest of his cock in to the fucking root — and even though you’re all gooey inside n opened wide, it still stings.

and Toji is so smug, that same mocking tone in his voice when he hushes you, when he wipes your tears, when he grabs you by the chin to make you look at him when he’s talking, “ ‘s all in now, okay?” there’s a pause, one he uses to tug your thighs over his, one he uses to fold you in fucking half— his big body weighing yours down in a way that burns, “promise I’ll make it good f’ you.”

you nod hazily in agreement— you’re sure he fucking will.

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if you made it here don’t look at me. I am ashamed.

#send me asks #yes yes yes #shut up rissa #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x fem!reader #jjk toji #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #NOONE LOOK AT ME

[transannabeth]

a summer walk in the gardens before anything could go wrong

my piece for this year's edition of @windowtoworlds!! if you haven't checked it out yet, you should!! it's full of incredible art of original characters for all four seasons, and i got summer :]

would you believe that this is the first time i've drawn musi and rade together since february 2016? i can

#pirates and politics #rissa and rade #my ocs #they/them for rade btw if you dont know #musi is purple; rade is teal #aniya is yellow; ilaria is that pinkish #you dont know aniya or ilaria i dont think; theyre musi's maids who got added in one of the later drafts when i was fleshing out the castle #before you ask no! none of the drafts are done but this is i guess how i write #i could say more but uHHHH im gonna shut up now <3

[cissyenthusiast010155]

I loved the larissa x lesso it was amazing!!!! Can we get another one, but maybe with the reader as well this time, and both lesso and larissa are submissive to the reader. Larissa is enjoying some pain and degrading and lesso prefering it softer with praise and degrading

My Good Little Sluts ~Sub!Larissa Weems x Sub!Lady Lesso xFem Dom!Reader

Summary— Reader helps Larissa and Leonora get some relief and destress in their free time. Both powerhouses just need some domination. Anon Response— Hey heyyy anon!! I love this request idea! Thank you! I know people have been talking about a Larissa drought, so I hope this fic feeds some of that Weems thirst you all are having. Enjoy! ♥️

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!!!, smut, eating out, fingering, threesomes, sub/dom relations, pain, pain kink, crying, rope play, bondage/restraints, praise and degradation, gagging, gag ball use, orgasm denial, orgasm control, overstimulation, nipple clamps use, nipple play, implied smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

Leonora let out a soft groan as your tongue gently lapped away at her clit.

“AhHhhH yesss…” she hissed.

Lesso’s hands were cuffed, one hand of each bedpost. She was leaning back again the headboard with her legs spread wide, where you sat in the middle, toying with her precious pussy.

“Such a good little slut for me…” you purred, as you ran your tongue up the length of her exposed body, stopping at her left nipple and latching your mouth onto her hard bud simultaneously as you slipped two fingers into her core.

“OoHhhhHh fuck yessss…!” Lesso groans, eagerly bucking and grinding her hips against your hand.

You chuckled and continued your soft fucking, continuing to give her a mix of praise and degradation.

Suddenly, you both were drawn out of the moment by a desperate mewl from Larissa. You huffed and much to Leonora’s dismay, you pulled away and tuned around to face the tied up blonde.

Both Larissa and Leonora came to you in their free time, searching for domination. But they didn’t exactly look for the same thing past that…

Larissa was on her stomache, hair down, had her hands tied with rope behind her back, connected to her feet which were bound and being held up in the air by her hands. The position was painful and pleasurable at the same time. Just what Larissa liked. She had a gag ball in, along with nipple clamps connected by a chain on her nipples.

Your gaze met the tied up blonde’s.

“Such a silly slut… So desperate, she can’t help but cry out for attention…!” You purred, followed by a backhand smack! to Larissa’s cheek.

Larissa’s cunt clenched around nothing as she cried out through the cherry red ball gag. Tears were starting to form amongst the creases of her eyes.

“Such a pathetic little whore… You get off on all this pain, I know it… you know it… You’re my dirty girl aren’t you…?” You cooed wickedly, tugging at her nipple chain and making Larissa cry out again as she nodded vigorously.

She needed stimulation, so very bad. And you knew it. You knew Larissa was drenched. And that’s why you made her watch as you made Leonora cum over and over.

“Be and good whore and cum for me again, Leo…” you cooed, pumping three fingers in and out of the redheads pussy.

Leonora obeyed you and came all over your fingers, even squirting across the bed.

“Good girl…” you purred, then turning back to Larissa, pulling the chain of her nipple clamp with a smirk.

Larissa let out a distraught moan, her eyes squeezing shut as she was hit with spikes of pleasurable pain.

“What do you think, Leo… Does ‘Rissa deserve to cum tonight…?” You cooed smirkingly, looking back at the redhead who was leaning against the headboard panting heavily and still recovering from her latest climax.

Larissa swiftly looked over to Leonora. Her eyes were begging, pleading with the redhead to take her side. Leonora pretended to think about for a moment, before smirking.

“Make her watch a couple more times… Then make her beg for it…” Lesso hummed wickedly.

You smirked and agreed eagerly.

By the time Larissa was untied and allowed to speak, she begged and begged to cum. She pleaded at your knees, her mascara running down her face and her lips trembling.

And of course, you kept to your word, allowing the desperate blonde some release, as your tugged on her nipple clamp chain once more, sending the woman over the edge as Leonora was your good slut and ate her out.

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Larissa Weems Masterlist

Leonora Lesso Masterlist

#sub!larissa weems #sub!lady Lesso #larissa weems smut #larissa weems x reader #larissa weems #principal weems #weems #weems x reader #principal larissa weems #Larissa weems x lady Lesso #lady Lesso x Larissa weems #weems x Lesso #Lesso x weems #lady lesso #lady lesso x reader #lady Lesso smut #leonora lesso #lady leonora lesso #tsfgae #wednesday #wednesday netflix #wednesday smut #wednesday fanfic #wednesday fandom #wednesday x reader #gwendoline christie #charlize theron #gwendolineuniverse #gwendoline is mommy #gwen is mommy

[wh0re4gwen]

DEAL?｡･ﾟ･

Larissa x Fem!reader

Tag: SLIGHT angst, fluff, forced relaxation, teasing, tired Larissa

‼️MEN DNI‼️

A/n: I started writing Pt.2 of Farewell and it should be published tomorrow!!

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Larissa was always stressed, granted she was the Principal of Nevermore. A lot was expected of her, she had many responsibilities and requirements she had to fulfill each day, but today was a Saturday meaning there was no school and Larissa was still working.

She needed to relax and I was determined to help her. I came out of our shared bedroom to find Larissa sitting at her desk quickly tapping away at the keys of her computer, just like I suspected. I stood there thinking for a moment before I decide what to do. I walked over to Larissa and shut her computer. Larissa looked at her closed computer and then at me confused. "Darling are you alright? Do you need something?" Larissa asked me concerned, considering I usually don't bother her at work unless I really need something.

"Come on Rissa, it's a Saturday afternoon and you're working." I say giving Larissa puppy dog eyes.

Larissa smiles at the fact I'm worried about her but then opens her computer once again. Larissa sat up for a moment giving me a quick kiss before she begins typing again.

"My love as much as I'd like to take a break I simply can't, there is far too much for me to do." Larissa says not looking up from her computer. I stood there slightly pouting my lips, it's not over yet I can't give up. Without thinking I grabbed Larissa's computer and without looking back I ran to our bedroom and locked the door. Larissa still sat at her desk, eyes wide and completely stunned.

I panted slightly as I slid down the door waiting for Larissa to come and try to retrieve her stolen item. I listened as I heard a quick shuffling sound near the door. "Y/n? Darling give me back my computer, please."

Larissa asks still a shocked, but before I could respond, Larissa began talking again. "Dear I have a key in my desk, if you don't open this door I'll be forced to open it myself and you won't like that." Larissa said seeming a bit annoyed.

I swallowed the lump in my throat as I stood up thinking of place to hide her computer. I knew Larissa was just making an empty threat, you knew she'd never actually do anything she was just trying to intimidate you but even then knowing that it still scared you all the same. I finally just decided to hide it in the crack between the bed and the night stand, on my side of course. Moments later the door flung open and there stood a not so happy Larissa.

I gave her a knowing smile and waited for her to come in. Larissa looked me up and down realizing I don't have the computer which caused her to freeze.

She took a deep breath before saying "Sweetheart, where is it?" I looked at her for a moment and said "Where is what Rissa?" I asked as innocently as possible. Larissa pinched the bridge of her nose with her first two fingers and said "Darling I'm not going to ask again" Larissa said with a tinge of annoyance in her voice.

I considered giving it back before I thought of a much better plan."one hour" was all I said grabbing Larissa's attention. "If you can relax with me for one hour, I'll give it back. I promise." Larissa squinted her eyes at me thinking whether she should take the deal or not. After a few moments Larissa smiled at me, whether she wanted to admit it or not the fact that you cared this much about her well-being warmed her heart.

"Fine, I'll give you one hour then I'm back to work." I could've jumped up and down I didn't actually think she'd agree. I ran over to her giving her a big hug. Larissa stumbled back a bit causing her to let out a small giggle before reciprocating the hug.

I grabbed Larissa's hands leading her to the bed. She hesitated before laying down next to me. Usually I lay on Larissa while she holds me but today is different. I guided Larissa's head down to my chest and for a change I held her.

Larissa tensed at the sudden action but quickly relaxed into me. Larissa figured since she was already here she might as well make herself comfortable, she looked up at you giving you a smile that could kill. She was absolutely gorgeous. I smiled back and bent down slightly to indulge her in a kiss.

We both pulled away just admiring the one another. I soon began drawing little shapes on Larissa's back and she continued to lay on my chest. In a strange way Larissa found your heartbeat quite comforting and closed her eyes so she could focus on the steady rhythm. Larissa closed her eyes and let her breath even out before slowly slipping into a peaceful slumber.

I watched as Larissa faught to keep her eyes open, but in the end she inevitably lost and fell asleep. I moved a piece of hair from her face admiring her graceful features as she slept . Soon I had also fell victim to sleep and for the first time in awhile Larissa was finally able to relax.

#gwendoline christie #larissa weems #larissa #gwendolineuniverse #larissa weems x reader #wlw fanfic #principal weems #fluff #gwendoline christie is so mfing fine #Larissa is such a cutie patootie

[shslbunnylover]

★★★𝙇𝙤𝙬 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 (𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 15: 𝙁𝙞𝙡𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙭)★★★

Character: Larissa Weems

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 @marvels--slut

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Oral (Larissa receiving), mentions of porn, filmed sex, explicit language and dirty talk,

Genre: Smut

Word count: 1.6k

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You knew you shouldn't be watching this, even if you didn't have any work to do.

But the sensual setting around you of a dark room with the only luminescence coming from your fairy lights that you had strung around your office didn't help your situation.

You weren't unfulfilled by the sex life you had with Larissa, you really weren't! You would take everything as it was in a heartbeat over a more sexual relationship with another person.

You just...had your fantasies...and you often got those fantasies out by watching them played on your computer screen.

But there was still a part of you that wished to be filmed in your most submissive and vulnerable moments in the bedroom, only to be rewatched by your girlfriend while you were away.

You didn't know why, your center just heated up at the thought and nervousness of being filmed during your most intimate moments together.

"Sweetling? Is everything okay?" You heard the concerned voice of your girlfriend say, breaking you out of your thoughts as she saw your face all heated up at your computer right after she had entered your office.

Her voice was perfect and seductive, sending a shiver down your spine as the sounds of her vocals made your underwear more soaked than it had already been after watching the scene on your laptop a few moments ago.

"Oh yeah! Don't worry 'Rissa!" You smiled, quickly slamming your thighs together to hide the pulse of your core that was traveling throughout your whole body at what you were just watching when you knew you probably shouldn't be.

You could only thank God that you had been wearing headphones prior to Larissa entering the room.

"Are you sure about that?" Larissa asked once again, leaning over the desk slightly as she expressed her worry through her facial expressions and body language.

You immediately closed out the tab on your computer, eyes darting to the floor next to you as to find any chance of avoiding the older woman's majestic ocean blue eyes.

"I said d-don't worry about it...!" You squeaked, still refusing to allow your eyes to glance at the woman in front of you.

The blonde cocked an eyebrow in response, a hum of confusion exiting her lips as she looked down at your computer, unable to see what you were looking at from the position she was in.

The look on your face was the last thing you needed to help prove to your girlfriend that everything was okay.

"Hmm...I don't believe you," She replied, tracing a finger across your jawline before forcing your chin up to look at her with her digit. "Tell me, I want to know what's going on with you, sweetheart,"

You let out a tiny whimper you usually only let out whenever you were turned on as your eyes darted to finally face Larissa, when you suddenly noticed a smirk forming on her face, her eyebrows raising in amusement as she overlooked your flustered expression.

You still refused to speak, but you didn't need to anymore, Larissa knew what was going on in that pretty little head of yours.

"What was on your laptop sweetheart?" The older woman said with a smug tone, leaning into you in order to get you more flustered, her hands gripping the front edges of the desk to help her body lean more into yours.

"N-Nothing..." You stuttered, shutting your laptop as your thighs squeezed together, trying to think of a way to get yourself out of this situation that wouldn't result in you having to show your girlfriend your secret kink of being recorded.

But Larissa wasn't going to take no for an answer, she was going to force it out of you whether you liked it or not.

The blonde quickly moved her hand to wrap it around your neck softly, threatening to squeeze it softly if you weren't to tell her what was going on, but she already knew that the position she had put you in would knock you into a submissive state enough that you would tell her.

"R-Rissa I..." You squeaked in surprise at the new sensation of Larissa holding your neck in her hand as if it were nothing to her.

"Speak, or I'll look through your search history and punish you for not telling me," She smirked, knowing that would definitely push you over the edge and make you show her.

You sighed in slight fear, wondering if your girlfriend would judge you or even hate you for what you were watching.

"P-Porn..." You mumbled, face erupting in a massive blush as your legs bounced in anxiety, your brain racing at 1000 miles per second as your eyes darted back down to your lap.

Larissa raised an eyebrow, smirking even more as she let go of your neck, sliding your laptop to the side as she rested her elbows on the wood.

"Is that so? What were you watching?" She asked, not an ounce of judgment in her tone as she looked at you with both a mischievous and a curious expression on her face.

Despite the lack of judgement in her voice and face, you still felt the need to defend yourself to your partner, your eyes welling up with tears at the thought of her hating you even with you knowing she could never.

"It was just regular stuff, I just...I just have always..." You began, letting a tear fall that Larissa quickly wiped away with her thumb, using it once again to stroke your cheek as she listened to you speak.

"Go on, I'm not judging, I want to know," She said patiently, her eyes softening from the mischievousness and moving into a more curious and accepting look.

You took a deep breath, exhaling in relief as you looked back up at the older woman with gratitude.

"I've just always wanted to know what it was liked to be recorded," You sighed, "I've always gotten off to the fantasy of it, but I really just want to try it with you,"

Larissa smiled in reply, and she nodded, taking your hand and pulling you into your shared bedroom, her usual seductive and sly smirk beginning to form on her face once again in contrast to her kind expression she had previously.

"Then let's try it," She smirked, grabbing a nearby camcorder she had used for events at Nevermore and always kept in her room to look back on.

Your eyes lit up at the sight of the camera, and your center pulsed as well.

"You're going to suck me off and then I'll reward you," She demanded, pressing the record button on the device as she quickly shapeshifted her lower half so that a bulge was sticking out of her skirt before sitting on the bed, making all the moisture from your mouth disappear and reappear in your panties.

You hungrily tugged off her skirt and panties, your eyes sparkling with sexual delight as you immediately attached your lips to her cock, looking up at Larissa with doe eyes as you swirled your tongue around her sensitive tip.

"Suck" She commanded as moans escaped her lips, you nodded lightly before fully deep throathing her cock, you hated not being able to actually lick around her tip, not being able to savor what you considered to be your favorite meal, but her moans and sighs of pleasure were all that you needed.

Your breath hitched every couple of minutes as occasional gags escaped your throat, eyes looking over at the camcorder that was capturing just how good you always were for the older woman.

"You like that? You like being filmed while sucking me off?" Larissa asked with a teasing tone in between her sounds of pleasure.

You looked back up at her with your usual doe eyes, a hand wrapping around her cock to stroke it quickly as your tongue swirled around her tip, nodding at her question as she continued to ask you lewd and dirty questions.

Larissa quickly went over the edge after you told that, squirting her hot ropes of cum down your throat. You moaned at the feeling, swallowing all of the love milk after she had finally pulled out of you.

Larissa let out a soft groan, feeling her high calm down as she took a deep breath, looking at you with another smirk.

"I think it's time for me to fuck you in front of that camera..."

#lesbian #wlw #pansexual #wlw ns/fw #kinktober 2023 #smut #larissa weems x reader #wendsday #wlw and nblw only #nblw ns/fw #we gay here #shslbunnylovers kinktober #bisexual #nblw

[v3nusxsky]

Could you do these three prompts in one

35. "Fuck. You did not just do that"

39. "Kiss my ass. I'm not kidding get down and fucking kiss my ass"

47. "You did not just cum"

You can do this with Lesso or Larissa or both your choice my dear, maybe reader is disobeying and tics of either Lesso or Larissa, or both. And heavy with smut please, and reader is either doing something that pisses them off. Idk maybe a threesome, do whatever you want with the story request, I trust that you'll make it a good one like you always do. I really appreciate your work and your writing skills. Keep up the fantastic work. Hope you have a good day/night.

Needy puppy 18+

*Authors note~ I’m acc so excited to write this plus a happy Mars for passing her theory gets you smut ;) *

Trigger warnings~ daddy lesso (not sorry) soft mommy Rissa subby r pet name ?! Punishment mirror sex oral sex toys mastubating degrading kink praise kink Cum kink? edging

Prompt~see ask^^^^

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“Fuck. You did not just do that” lesso hissed at you just after your hand made contact with her ass. It was rare you get bratty enough to even brat against your mommy so the fact you had choose your daddy out of the two filled lesso with delight, she always loved correcting her pet and now she had an amazing opportunity to do so. And the best part is judging by the look on your face you knew you deserved to be punished and wouldn’t even fight it. You’d do anything to get on her good side again.

You knew it was going to be a long night as Leonora took your hand stormed off towards your bedroom that the three of you shared when Leonora visited. More often and not you would refer to it as your play room as it was really only used with Lesso. You were immediately pushed to the ground in a signal to adorn your position at the door of the bed. “Stay put slut daddy will retrieve mommy” was all she offered before leaving you alone on the floor to anticipate what would come next.

When they returned twenty minutes later, you were soaked, dripping on the floor to the point the room was heavy with your scent. “Oh god Leo” the blonde whined but quickly shut up with a sharp look from the red head. “Up whore” had you stumbling to follow those orders. “What shall I do with you hmm? It appears mommy has been much to soft on you these days. I tell you now pet she won’t save you now” her voice dropped a tone or two and you immediately looked to Larissa with pleading eyes only to be met with a sorry expression. Yep you were fucked.

“Get on your knees and kiss my ass better” she demanded and you almost looked at her and laughed. Almost. “I’m not kidding get down and fucking kiss my ass!” Her hand found your head and forced you onto your knees. “Leo, don’t you think that’s a little harsh she didn’t mean to be a brat” Larissa mumbled trying to help you but only making it worse for you and herself unknowingly. Only when you’d actually pressed your lips to her clothed ass did she tug your hair to indicate she wanted you up. “Go stand in the corner pet. Apparently daddy and mommy need to have some time together” she all but purred and sent a smirk towards the blonde principal.

“Turn around pet nose to the wall, this isn’t a reward for you” she commanded and you couldn’t help but sulk. Larissa found herself under the redhead with no clothing on with a point of her finger. “Leo” she whined causing you to whimper upon hearing Lesso reprimanding the blonde, “It’s Daddy gorgeous girl. Are you going to be my good girl? Stop interrupting with the pets punishments? You know she won’t learn that way Rissa” she purred as her hands ran teasingly all of the blondes body. “I’ll be good Daddy. I promise I’m sorry please” the blonde was whining already and it went straight to your core. You were trying to subtly rub your thighs together in hopes of some friction only to receive an irritated huff.

“Don’t touch yourself pretty girl and daddy will reward you okay? I have to deal with that disobedient pet of ours” she whispered giving the blonde woman a sweet kiss before stalking around the play room once more. Only this time she managed to get her hands on what you call the suction dildo. Instantly you knew what she’d have you do. Once she had stationed it on the floor you were instructed to take the length inside your slutty hole and not to move. Oh no, you had to warm the faux dick and watch the display in front of you.

Crawling back over to the blonde with a sweet kiss to her bare chest the red head manipulated her body as if she was nothing more than a mere rag doll. Larissa ended up over lap with a squeal. “Count for my doll, do this for daddy and if will be the only punishment I give you. I know you want to be my little sweet slutty girl” she purred gently stroking the tall blondes back. “Safe words dolly?” Instantly had “blue pineapple and cosmo” tumbling from the blondes lips. “Such a good doll.”

With every spank Larissa thanked Leonora and with each hit the woman’s arousal doubled. And of course you had a front seat view for the show with one of Leonora’s more girthy cocks buried deep into your cunt. If you could just bounce a little you were sure it would bump the top of your cervix. But that would land you in more hot water than what you already were in. So you stay put until Larissa has makeup running down her cheeks and lesso takes pity on the blonde. After all it wasn’t hurt fault you played to her maternal instinct.

Larissa was carefully shifted onto her back in the middle of the bed, still directly in your view where lesso skilfully mounted her dolly and brought her mouth down to Larissa’s hairless pussy. “Oh doll you’re soaked! Let daddy fix it dolly you just lick daddy and daddy will make your icky thighs all better I promise you doll” she whispered against Larissa’s folds, the warm breath driving the blonde insane and causing her to devour Leonora like it was her last meal.

Soon enough both women were rocking, licking sucking at each other in desperation. The moans at the taste of the other were driving you insane and you couldn’t help but whimper and mewl for their attention only to be ignored. But when Leonora scrapped her pearly white teeth against Larissa’s hard bud, causing the blonde to cry out into the red heads cunt before plunging her long tongue into the tight hole which triggered Leonora’s climax, you lost all control and shamefully came around Leonora’s toy.

Only when Leonora had successfully licked Larissa dry did she let the blonde rest, whispering words of reassurance and praise until she gave in to her exhausted state. With one quick glance at you she knew, “you did not just cum?” She almost growled at you causing a whimper of “mommy” to be let loose only adding fuel to a raging fire. “Up now” was all she commanded before heading over to where her wall of mirrors were placed. You allowed the toy to slip from your soaking pussy and scurried over to the red head.

Upon arrival you realised she’d strapped up, a rather big double sided dildo that you hadn’t used before, “too big” you whimpered only to be hushed. Immediately being placed on your hands and knees she mumbled, “Daddy will make it fit now be a good pet and take your punishment” was the warning she gave before tugging your hair, your body slamming towards her as she wasted the head of her strap with your slick. “Daddy please I can’t” you whined as you felt the head of her dick entering your fluttering hole. “Can’t? Oh pet, look at how I’m splitting you in two. Making you take everything daddy wants to give, look in the mirror pet.”

Once you looked in the mirror to see her still pressing her incredible cock into your cunt you were a goner. “Oh daddy fuck so big so full” you mewled, her size stretching your sex causing stray tears to fall. “There she is, there’s my good puppy. Hello pup” she teased causing a whine to follow. “Look pup, look at how you’re taking me so well, look at yourself or daddy won’t move.”

During the conversation Larissa roused back to reality and caught the reflection on the mirrors. So naturally the blondes hand somehow found its way to her sensitive core so she could lazily touch herself at the sight. “Oh look puppy, you’ve got mommy do worked up she can’t help but fuck herself again, daddy is so deep inside you hmm? Tell mommy pup and daddy will move.”

“Mommy so oh good daddy fuck mommy please god fuck” you mewled getting distracted as Leonora began to move in and out of your tight fuck hole. “Puppy watch how this tight little fuck hole drags me back in, let mommy see, that’s it good pup taking daddy so well” she panted down your ear, using your hair to force yourself to watch as she drew out only to ram her way back inside of you. You were the first to fall over the edge and come back down, pleading for her to stop, only to have her hand cover your mouth had she picked up her pace.

Larissa was next upon seeing her beautiful Angel cry her release was triggered as she squirted all over the bed sheets. But Leonora kept going until you lost track of how many times you came squirting on the floor crying out in overstimulation. “Shhh pretty puppy, one more. One more for daddy, you’re so good for me, good girl. Now shut your mouth and take it like a good whorish pup” was what sent you over the edge in sync with lesso. The older woman working you down and slipping from your now gaping hole. “Shhh sleep pup daddy will take care of it all okay? You’re so so good darling I’m proud.” Was all it took for you to all but collapse on the floor with a satisfied yet exhausted smile plastered on your face. You didn’t care you’d fall into your own puddle of cum, no sleep was more important which had Leonora laughing to herself on what a dumb puppy you were. But her cute puppy none the less. Some magical clean up and you were all tucked up in the bed Leonora holding her girls as you slept before giving into sleep herself with a satisfied smile.

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[illegal-heartbreaker]

Can I please request mom Morticia x pregnant! Daughter reader

Like Larissa x reader and morticia is like “you got my daughter pregnant!” Continues whirling curses at Rissa before turning to the reader “oh my baby, my little spiderling” as she gushes over the fetus and reader

Grandma Morticia {l. weems}

summary: req above !

relationship: mortica x reader & larissa x reader

extra/warning: n/a

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The moment you had found out that you were pregnant, you had ran to your partners office. Not waiting for a signal to come in you burst through the door, coming face to face with three very confused people; Larissa, your mother and then your younger sister.

“I’m sorry to interrupt this wonderful meeting but I need to talk to Wednesday right now.” You quickly decide on not telling Larissa in front of your mother. Pulling your sister out of the room, leaving a concerned Mother and girlfriend in the office.

“Weds, I’m in trouble!” You whisper shout at her.

“What’s happened now?” She asks raising an eyebrow at the amount of emergency your voice held.

“I’m pregnant and that’s not even the worst part!” You say collapsing in the seat across from the door of the office.

She laughs, “what could be worse? It being Principal Weems’ child?!” You freeze lifting your head from your hands to look at her with wide eyes.

“Oh no no no, You cannot be pregnant with my principal and your boss!” She yells not caring who hears.

“WEDNESDAY, shut up!” You respond matching her tone, both turning your heads when the doors flies open revealing a shocked Larissa and an angry Morticia.

“I got you pregnant?!” and “You got her pregnant?!” Is yelled at the same time, Morticia looking at both you and Larissa in surprise and Larissa looking at you in shock. You nod your head not wanting to speak right now. Your mother rushes towards you giving you a hug, locking eyes with your sister you plead with her to get you out of this position only to receive a smirk and a shrug.

“My baby is having her own baby.” She sobs, you pat her back a few times before letting go of her. Allowing her to step back and turn towards her ‘old dorm mate.’

“You better listen closely Larissa Weems-“ your mother starts “you will be there for my daughter every step of the way, since you got her into this and if I find out you have hurt her then I’ll be the one burying your body.”

You move your eyes to your girlfriends face which is a shade of white.

“Is it a bad time to say that Larissa and I have been in a relationship for the past semester?” Her eyes move to yours in annoyance, and you knew exactly what she was thinking.

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[milfswriter]

Hi! I would like to make a request

Pre-relationship Larissa and teacher reader, Larissa is jealous of reader with other teachers, but "she can't say anything because they don't have a relationship yet" something Angst with a Happy ending pretty please :)

Misunderstanding

Larissa Weems x reader

Summary: Larissa thinks you and Marilyn are dating

Warnings: drunk r and tipsy Larissa, that’s it ig

She has to put a stop to this. Her frustration at you always gets to her when you're close to Marilyn, her hands are never not touching you. Whether it may be a hand on your waist as she laughs at your jokes, or on your back as she hugs you.

It was painful, to say the least, watching you with someone else. Her jaw clenched at the sight of you and Marilyn standing next to each other on the first day of Parents' weekend, hands almost touching as you both watched the students interacting with their parents with soft smiles on your faces.

She must look like an idiot, she thought. Staring at you from afar like some obsessed creep. She had to let you go, you looked happy with Marilyn, and she wouldn't want to ruin that for you.

Her heart ached as she saw you laugh at something Thornhill whispered in your ear, your hand on her shoulder as you contained yourself. She wanted to make you laugh like that.

When she decided she'd seen enough, she turned her back to you and walked to her office, deciding she'd just drink her sorrow away. You were not hers, and she was not going to bother you anymore.

An hour later, there was a knock on the door. She gulped her glass of wine and hoped whoever it was will leave her the hell alone.

They did not, she deduced when the door was opened and shut quickly. She heard a breathy laugh, "Rissa? Watcha doing here?"

She closed her eyes, not really knowing what to say to you. "Hm?" she turned her head to look at you. You were changed out of your dress to a pair of shorts and an oversized t-shirt since it was pretty late.

You looked..cute. Cozy even. But she had to take her eyes away from you before it was too obvious she was ogling you.

"I um.." she began, "got tired, I guess" she gulped down another glass of wine before turning to look at you to see if you were still there.

Not only were you still there staring at her with a raised eyebrow, but you were also sitting in her chair, your feet propped up on the desk as you twirled the ends of your hair. You were obviously drunk.

She could feel her heart beating fast in her chest, and she cursed herself for being so obvious. "Do you want me to leave?" you asked, and she shook her head. "No, it's fine.." She sat back on the sofa, closing her eyes as she tried to ignore your scent that filled the room.

The more she tried to ignore it, however, the stronger it got. She jumped as she felt your breath on her shoulder. How could you move this quietly while you're absolutely wasted?

"Is everything okay?"

She turned to face you, her eyes meeting yours. She felt a lump in her throat and struggled to get her words out. "I just...I saw you with Marilyn earlier and I realized that I need to stop... this thing that I have for you. You're happy with her, and I don't want to ruin that for you."

"What?..Marilyn? Oh..no" You let out a laugh that turned into a howl, She couldn't help but feel stupid.

You were both drunk and you shouldn't be having this conversation because judging by the state you were in at the moment, it was obvious you hadn't fully comprehended what she was trying to say, or so she thought.

You looked at her with a soft expression, your hand on her arm. "Larissa. Marilyn and I are absolutely not dating. And I know I've been oblivious because I've been so focused on this parents' weekend thing, but I don't want to lose you because of a misunderstanding. You mean so much to me."

Tears prickled in her eyes as she listened to your words. "I don't want to lose you either" she whispered, feeling vulnerable and exposed.

Before Larissa could realize what you were doing, you plopped onto her lap, your grin almost generating one of her own.

"You're lucky you're cute.." she mumbled, letting your hands travel to her face to stroke her flushed cheek.

"Am I?" she hummed, and before she could say anything, your lips were on hers in a sloppy but warm kiss.

Her hands automatically went to your waist, pulling you closer as your tongues fought for dominance before the two of you let go to catch your breaths.

You grinned as you joined your foreheads, nuzzling your nose against the older woman's.

"Rissa?" you whispered

"hm?"

"Can we get Pizza?" the laugh she let out was more of a snort as she stood up and carried you bridal style.

"And here I thought you'd say something sexy for once" she smirked, shaking her head at your state.

"Is that a yes?"

"yes, love. We can get Pizza"

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[weemssapphic]

in my head (series)

Chapter Five: Distracted

Larissa Weems x f!reader

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words: ~3.4k, ao3 link

chapter-specific warnings: brief mention of alcohol

chapter summary: After the events of chapter four, perhaps a little change in relationship dynamic is in order - plus, it's time to enjoy a little more one-on-one time before the weekend draws to a close.

The first thing on your mind the following morning was Rissa - Larissa. You could hardly believe anyone could treat her that way, but then again you’d had enough negative experiences yourself that you felt you should hardly be surprised. Still, you felt bad for leaving her alone the previous night - that was the reason you decided to do something special for her today.

Two hours later, you were standing in front of Larissa’s office, freshly showered, a large hot chocolate from the Weathervane in hand. You knocked on the door.

There was a clicking of heels coming closer and closer, and then the door swung open. Larissa’s smile upon seeing you was accompanied by a light, barely there blush on the apples of her cheeks. “Hi,” she breathed.

You stuck out the hand holding the to-go cup. “I got you something.”

Larissa cocked her head to the side and gently wrapped her hand around the cup, her fingers brushing against yours. You tried to ignore the warmth this ignited within you and, instead, watched as Larissa brought the cup to her lips, tilting her head back slightly to take a sip.

A low hum vibrated in her chest and her eyes fluttered shut. 

“I, uh, remembered you ordered one last week when I saw you at the Weathervane.”

Larissa opened her eyes, her gaze piercing yours with an intensity that had your stomach doing backflips. She lowered the cup from her lips, a faint red lipstick mark visible on the rim. 

“That’s right. The Weathervane makes the best hot chocolate, I always try to get one when I’m in town.” Warmth flooded her gaze. “Thank you,” she added. “Would you like to come in?”

You nodded and Larissa stepped aside, allowing you to enter her office. You made yourself right at home on the sofa in front of the fireplace and Larissa followed, taking a seat beside you as she sipped the drink.

“I’m sorry I didn’t stay last night,” you started after a few moments of silence. “I felt bad leaving you, but I know it was one of our rules so-”

“Please,” Larissa waved away your apology. “You have nothing to apologize for. I shouldn’t have asked you to stay. Consider it a momentary lapse in judgment, too tired to think straight.”

“I wouldn’t expect you to think straight when I’m around anyway.” You smirked at the soft groan that your remark was rewarded with. “I just wanted to check if you’re okay,” you added, much quieter now.

Larissa didn’t answer right away, seeming to consider your words. “I’m alright,” she replied slowly. “I didn’t realize the memories that came up were still bothering me, but I suppose they were. It’s nothing I can’t handle though.”

“I think we should talk about it if we’re going to… you know, have sex again…” You could feel a nervous heat creep up your cheeks.

“I suppose we should.” Larissa took another sip of her hot chocolate before setting the cup down on the floor and turning to fully face you. She sighed and you placed a reassuring hand on her knee. Looking down at your hand, she smiled gratefully and covered it with her own before taking a deep breath.

“When I was much younger, I met a girl through some mutual friends. She knew I was a shapeshifter and it didn’t seem to bother her. When we eventually… slept together, she asked me to shift into her ex-girlfriend. I was so shocked and so desperate to be loved that I, regrettably, did what she asked. After that night, she began to avoid me, and we were never intimate again - though I suppose it was for the better.”

“You really dodged a bullet there,” you said through clenched teeth, seething at the mere thought of someone asking Larissa to be anyone but herself.

Larissa chuckled, giving your hand a squeeze. “Yes, you’re right. Then there was a woman in college - I was more open about my abilities back then. We dated for a while and at first, everything seemed fine. But she would increasingly ask me to change little things about myself, under the guise of curiosity - my hair color, my height, my eyes. Until one day I confronted her and she admitted she wasn’t attracted to me at all.”

You snorted and Larissa raised an eyebrow. “Sorry,” you covered your mouth. “You’re just so beautiful, I can’t understand that.”

Her lips curved up into a shy smile. “Thank you, darling,” she murmured. “I stopped telling potential partners after that.”

“I don’t blame you,” you said softly. “What about us? Do you still want to…?” You bit your lip, your heart beginning to pound as you waited for her to reply.

She scooted closer to you, bringing your hand up to her lips to press a soft kiss to your knuckles. “I do,” she purred seductively. “I feel safe with you.” She paused. “I just… I might need a little time.”

“Is there anything I can do?”

“Perhaps… allow me to take charge and… initiate, for a while.” Larissa’s eyes flicked between your own. “Would that be alright?” 

“Of course, Rissa.” You didn’t miss the dilation of her pupils at your use of the nickname, though you chose to ignore it and allow Larissa to take the lead. “You know, my last ex broke up with me because of my abilities.”

Larissa cocked her head to the side, waiting for you to continue.

“In hindsight, maybe it was a bad idea to get together with a normie. At first she thought it was cool, you know? Like a party trick or something. She would make a game out of it and ask me what random people were thinking. And I was so head over heels for her you know? So I did it. But then it became, uh, a bit of a sore subject. Either she was scared I would read her mind - which I didn’t, by the way - or then sometimes she would almost get pissed that I wasn’t reading her mind, as if I of all people should know all her thoughts, you know?”

Larissa was nodding sympathetically, her brows furrowed as she took in the details of your story.

“So then eventually we got into a huge fight and she broke up with me. I guess it was just too much for her.” You shrugged, not wanting to seem affected by the whole ordeal even though you had to admit it still stung, even almost a year later.

“I think it’s hard when people don’t understand you,” Larissa said slowly.

“Tell me about it.” You laughed, causing the blonde to giggle along with you.

A comfortable silence enveloped the two of you, like a warm blanket. Your fingers were still intertwined and you ran your thumb absentmindedly along the back of her hand. 

The silence was interrupted by a ringing phone on Larissa’s desk.

“Just a moment, darling,” she said, pulling her hand out of yours and standing to cross the office and answer her phone.

“Larissa Weems. … Yes… of course. Send her my way. … Thank you for letting me know. … You as well. Goodbye.”

Larissa hung up with an exasperated sigh and strode back to the sofa.

“I’m afraid I have to cut this short. It appears Miss Addams has gotten into another altercation with some of the normie students in town.” She pinched the bridge of her nose and screwed her eyes shut in frustration.

You laughed, standing to leave. “That girl is certainly something. Was her mother like this as well?”

“Not nearly as troublesome, but just as able to get under my skin,” Larissa replied dryly, walking you to the door.

“Don’t let her get to you, Riss. I’m sure she’ll settle soon enough - she has Enid, that girl’s a good influence.”

“I hope you’re right.” Larissa reached her arm past you to open the door, her hand hesitating on the doorknob, effectively trapping you against the oak. “Would you care to join me for dinner tonight?”

The close proximity of her body was dizzying, her body heat radiating off of her in waves and igniting a fire in your core. It took every ounce of strength you could muster not to reach out and touch her, to pull her close and ask her to ravish you right here against the door.

You swallowed hard. “I would love to.” 

Her gaze flicked to your lips for a moment, registering the way your breath was coming out in short puffs, and she smiled, pressing herself flush against you for just a moment, before turning the doorknob and pulling away, allowing you to exit her office.

“I’ll text you the details,” she murmured breathlessly.

You nodded, dazed, and turned to walk down the hallway, unable to hide your smirk at the raven-haired girl who was coming towards you on her way to the principal’s office. She looked positively murderous - not that she usually looked any different - but still you hoped she would go easy on Larissa today.

~~~

Larissa had texted you at some point during the afternoon to meet her at the school’s entrance at 7, giving you plenty of time to fret over what to wear. Knowing Larissa would likely be dressed to the nines no matter where you went, you finally settled on a pair of dress slacks and a black satin blouse. When you stepped out of the building just before 7, she was already waiting for you, sitting behind the steering wheel of her own personal car, typing away on her phone.

She lifted her head when you opened the door, smiling widely as you slid into the passenger seat.

“Shit, you have a nice car,” you breathed out, taking in the interior of the deep blue Rolls Royce.

“Language,” Larissa muttered, but her smile never left her face. “I didn’t think taking the Nevermore van would be all that lowkey, would it?”

“As if this is any more lowkey.” You laughed, enjoying the flash of playful irritation that crossed Larissa’s face.

The car drove smoothly even along the bumpy roads, and you took to watching Larissa as she drove, humming lightly along to the radio as the local station played 80s hit after 80s hit. You couldn’t help the smile that broke out on your face as you regarded her, her lips moving silently along to the lyrics of “Girls Just Want to Have Fun”. The last rays of the setting sun cast a golden glow across her face, illuminating her like a literal goddess.

“You’re staring,” Larissa remarked rather smugly. You ducked your head, feeling a heat rise in your cheeks, and turned to look out the window instead.

“I never said it bothered me,” came Larissa’s voice from your left, and when you chanced another glance in her direction, you could see she was watching you out of the corner of her eye, a shy smile gracing her lips.

“Do I have the privilege of knowing where we’re going?” you said eventually.

“I had a craving for Italian food,” she replied. “I hope you don’t mind, I realize how presumptuous that was of me…”

“Not at all.” You smiled, catching her eye.

~~~

Arriving at the restaurant, you followed Larissa inside, catching a full look at her outfit for the first time that evening. She wore a high-cut silk blouse in a stunning shade of dark blue, paired with a long, cream colored pencil skirt and a matching blazer. A pair of kitten heels completed the look, click-clacking on the pavement as she all but strutted her way to the doors. She looked just as good fully clothed as she did naked and you gulped at the realization, tearing your eyes away and attempting to focus on the hostess who was seating you.

You were seated in a booth at the back, away from most of the loud chatter of other restaurant-goers. The hostess handed you two menus and disappeared, to be replaced shortly thereafter by a server who took your drink order - a shared bottle of the house red. He returned a few minutes later with a bottle and poured the wine into your glasses, before excusing himself to give you a chance to look at the menu.

A companionable silence had fallen over the table. Larissa was busy perusing the menu, while you were busy staring at her - again. You realized, quite suddenly in fact, that this was certainly very date-like of you: sitting here across from each other in beautiful clothes, sharing a bottle of wine. But then again, Larissa always wore beautiful clothes. And this wasn’t the first time you’d shared a bottle of wine, not by a long shot. It was simply the first time you’d done so in public.

You shook your head lightly, trying to ignore the warm, tingly feeling that was quickly taking over your extremities, dropping your gaze to the menu but unable to really focus on any of the printed words.

Get it together, you scolded yourself. Going to a restaurant with a friend is not unusual.

Well, not if you only felt super platonic feelings for that friend. What you felt for Larissa, that you weren’t so sure of anymore.

A looming shadow above you alerted you to your server’s presence. Shit. You hadn’t really looked at the menu at all.

Larissa spoke first, but the ringing in your ears from your own internal panic was so loud that you missed what she’d ordered. A curious look from the blonde across from you alerted you to the fact that it must be your turn to order.

“I’ll have what she’s having,” you choked out, cheeks turning pink.

“Certainly,” the server remarked, snapping his little notepad shut and bustling off, leaving the two of you alone.

“Are you alright?” Larissa asked, cocking her head to the side in concern.

“Yeah, sorry,” you said sheepishly. “I got distracted.”

“Am I that distracting, my dear?” she purred. You coughed at the seductive lilt to her voice, a heavy throb beginning between your legs.

Larissa leaned back, regarding you curiously as you took a sip of your wine and ducked your head to cover the worst of your blush.

“I’m sorry, darling,” she murmured with a chuckle, eyes dancing with mirth.

“Not funny,” you replied, unable to stop your face from breaking out into a grin moments later. “So what did we order?”

“Weren’t you listening?” You shook your head and Larissa giggled. “You’ll see.” She smirked at the little scowl you forced your face into.

You spent the next minutes being teased relentlessly by Larissa and trying to gain control of the heat that was spreading throughout your body under her smoldering gaze. You would never willingly admit to it, of course, but you loved every second of it.

You were grateful when your server arrived with the food - it turned out that you (well, Larissa) had ordered some house-made pasta with lobster. You turned to thank the server and saw his gaze briefly sweep Larissa’s form. Curious and unable (or rather, unwilling) to control yourself, you reached out with your mind, tuning into his thoughts - and immediately wished you hadn’t when you were bombarded with sinful thoughts about your dinner companion, all hidden behind his professional smile.

“Enjoy your meal, ladies,” he commented, his words directed more at Larissa than at you, and you had to force back a biting snarl, settling instead for a muttered and decidedly bitter “thank you”.

You could feel Larissa’s gaze upon you as you glared sullenly into your food.

“Something the matter?” Larissa’s voice was so soft you nearly melted on the spot.

“The waiter thinks you’re hot,” you spat out. You glanced up just in time to see Larissa’s cheeks turn pink.

“You didn’t read his mind, did you?” she asked, her voice low so only you could hear her.

“I had to,” you whispered back defensively. “With the way he was looking at you… and I was right, his thoughts were entirely inappropriate.”

“Why are you so upset about it?” Larissa tilted her head, her eyes searching every inch of your face.

“I’m not upset.” You stabbed at a piece of lobster a little more viciously than strictly necessary, earning yourself a small smile from the blonde. “I just don’t think anyone should be objectifying you like that…”

“Have you never had sinful thoughts about me?” Larissa teased, leaning forward and resting her chin on her hand.

“No! Well, yes… that’s different,” you hissed. “We’re sleeping together. And I don’t view you as some fucktoy.” 

“Y/N!” Larissa scoffed, though her gaze quickly softened. “There’s a reason I’m sleeping with you and not someone like him.”

You were sure you were rapidly turning scarlet by now. “I’m just saying… You deserve more respect than that, is all.” You didn’t need to mention the way your stomach churned at the thought of someone else putting their grimy hands on Larissa.

Larissa, who watched you warmly, lips curved up in a soft smile. “Thank you for looking out for me. You’ve been a great friend to me these last few days.” 

Your heart clenched. Friend. Of course Larissa would say that. Because that’s what you were. You forced a smile onto your face. “Yeah, no problem,” you murmured.

“You know, I’ve been meaning to ask you - with the Rave’n being only two weeks away, Ms. Thornhill has been suggesting she might like some help with the planning. Would you be interested in assisting her?” Larissa asked, taking a sip of her wine.

“Of course, I’d love to.” You considered for a moment. “Did she say what she needed help with?”

“Well the theme has been set for quite some time, so mostly some last minute, finishing touches I’m sure, as well as the decorating before the dance. But I’m sure she could tell you more in person. I’ll let her know you’re on board then?”

“Yeah, sure.” In the brief moment of silence that followed, a thought dawned on you that you couldn’t shake. “Are you going to be there?”

Larissa chuckled. “Of course, I chaperone every year. We are still looking for chaperones, by the way. I know you said no at the beginning of the year, but…” Larissa trailed off, quirking an eyebrow.

You’d said no at the beginning of the year, that was true - you hadn’t really enjoyed your own Rave’n back in the day, as you’d been in the middle of a bad breakup, and you weren’t much into dances or parties anyway. But you’d also never had an ulterior motive to go - such as a gorgeous, 6’3” blonde who would likely be wearing a stunning dress. You cleared your throat.

“Sure, I’ll chaperone.”

Larissa’s face broke out into a pleased smile, one that was so infectious it made you dizzy.

The rest of the evening passed with small-talk about your plans for the next week as the two of you finished your dinner. Despite your complaints, Larissa insisted on paying the bill, citing payback for the massages as her reasoning. The server made himself scarce when he noticed you glaring daggers at him, much to Larissa’s amusement.

You drove back to the Academy in silence, simply content to bask in each other’s presence. Larissa walked you back to your quarters and you stalled in front of your door, trying to fight against the inevitable - bidding Larissa goodnight.

“Thank you for accompanying me tonight,” Larissa said in a whisper, not wanting to take the chance of another teacher coming out of their quarters and overhearing the two of you. “It was much more fun than eating alone, I will admit. And you may have saved me from having to turn down advances from that poor waiter.” She smirked slightly.

You ducked your head. “I enjoyed myself, too. Thanks again.” You paused, searching Larissa’s face. She looked so beautiful in the dim torchlight illuminating the hallway, eyes sparkling lightly, skin nearly glowing. Her lips looked even more red and plush than usual. You wished she would want to come into your quarters, to ravish you until you were screaming her name for the entire staff to hear.

Larissa seemed to be able to read your mind for she smiled hesitantly and whispered, “Not tonight, darling.” She paused, glancing around to see if you were truly alone, then leaned in and pressed a chaste, barely-there kiss to the corner of your mouth. 

“Goodnight, Y/N.”

“Goodnight, Rissa,” you whispered back, your skin tingling where her lips had been seconds prior.

Larissa turned and strode down the hallway and out of sight, leaving you to stand like an idiot in the doorway to your quarters, heart pounding and panties damp.

x

#larissa weems x reader #larissa weems #principal weems x reader #principal weems #in my head #in my head series #larissa x reader

[wooobuddyletsgetnasty]

whew.

hello tumblr, this has been a fucking hell of a year.

so… broke up with my fiancé of 6 years in a messy nightmare situation that was literally like a fucking fever dream but also the most relieving thing I’ve ever done. I also have a new boyfriend now??? love that for me???

but anyways, the whole point of this post is me just telling you all that I love you and everything I’ve ever done on this hellsite very much but I have to close this chapter in my life for good (which has been a long time coming tbh I think we all saw the day on the horizon).

with that being said, I will not be coming back. that’s so fucking bittersweet to say and also HURTS.

however, I will be keeping everything I’ve ever posted up for your viewing pleasure so you little shits better keep my fucking memory alive or I’ll come kick every single one of you in the back of your knees fr.

signing off officially— never forget that I love you and also to stay nasty forever 💜

#send me asks #yes yes yes #shut up rissa #it’s been real #love you all very much

[daydream-cement]

my brain is going nuts rn coming up with prompts it’s actually quite frustrating, but anyways

college roommates, like actual roommates not “roommates” roommates yk larissa x reader

larissa helping r study for something, and decides for every right answer larissa will reward reader, starting off with something more innocent, but when larissa accidentally lets a “good girl” slip she notices readers reaction and decides to take it to another level. now taking off an item of clothing for every right answer until she’s naked, stating that if r gets every answer right, r will get larissa as her final reward. just larissa being a tease, r being flustered and then larissa gets absolutely destroyed by readers mouth, fingers and strap

i apologize for all the prompts my mind is being whory, a curse and a blessing, truly

Good Girl

Larissa Weems x roommate!reader (NSFW)

“Rissa, can you help me study for my exam that’s tomorrow?” You lean against the doorway of Larissa Weems’ room, the study questions written on the sheets of paper in your hand.

Larissa was working on homework that wasn’t due for another week. She dropped her pencil and glanced up at you with a smile, “Of course. Take a seat.”

She snapped her textbook shut, leaving the homework sheet and pencil as a marker of her page. The textbook was slid to the floor and she made space for you on her bed by tossing a couple pillows to the floor. You pass her the papers and settle onto her bed, laying on your stomach as she was.

“Ask away. I’m ready.”

“We will see about that.”

———

“Good girl…” Larissa hummed as you answered yet another question right. Her tone was a little normal than her usual register, making it sound sultry.

“Mm…” You hum in response with your eyes closed, enjoying her praise.

“What was that?” When you opened your eyes again, Larissa was looking directly at you.

“What?”

“That little moan.” Larissa was teasing you now as she sat up on her knees to look down at you. She mimicked your hum of appreciation back to you, hers being much louder and sex-like, “Mmmmmm…”

“I didn’t sound like that.”

“Yes, you did.” Larissa’s eyes began to widen and she crawled a little closer to you, causing a warm sensation to flood between your legs, “Do you have a little praise kink?”

“Larissa!”

You had always talked openly about sex with one another and due to your close friendship, teasing was normal as well. You just had never put the two together.

“Are you gonna be my good girl and keep answering these questions?” Larissa’s tone as dead serious as she began looming over you, her face getting closer to yours. You couldn’t tell if she was serious or not.

You pause for a second, thinking about all the wonderful possibilities if she was serious. You look down at her lips and back up to her eyes, “Yes.”

———

Larissa was serious. After your most recent correct response, she pushed you over so you were on your back. She then moved over you, straddling your middle. Your panties were completely soaked at this point, “I think my good girl deserves a little something more.”

With that, she took off her shirt, revealing a lacy black bra. You eyes widen, beginning to like these rewards a bit more than the verbal praise. Her questions, however, became more off topic, like she was trying to make this as easy as possible.

“What color is the sky?”

You paused for a moment, wanting to laugh. This wasn’t going to be on the exam, but you answer anyway, “Blue…”

She reached behind herself, unclipping her bra and sliding it off her shoulders. Larissa tossed it to the floor and stared down at you. Her hips gyrated against yours and she raised her hands to squeeze at her breasts.

You sucked in a deep breath. Your body was trembling with anticipation and desire.

“What time is my first class tomorrow?”

“9…” You wanted to move past the line of questioning. You just wanted her lips on yours and you wanted your lips in many other places.

Larissa leaned forward, almost like she was going to kiss you, and then stood, she slowly guided her shorts from her hips. You let out a whine at the sight that of it all. She let out a smile and hooked her thumbs around the waistband of her panties, pulling them down together, “Right answer.”

Larissa stood naked above you and you felt ravenous. You wanted every inch of her. She was perfection in human form and you needed a taste. This new passion ignited in you and you weren’t in the mood to be bossed around anymore. You shifted your elbows back to prop yourself up. You kept drinking in her form. Her beautiful face and incredible breasts all the way down to the pussy you were desperate to taste.

Larissa dropped to the bed next to you and leaned forward, her eyes locked on your lips, but she waited for you to close the gap between you. You lips met hers and you brought a hand to her cheek, wanting to hold her there.

The kiss quickly turned hungry and you pushed Larissa to her back, finally taking the opportunity to crawl atop of her. You began removing your shirt and then bra, only separating your kisses for moments at a time. Larissa grabbed at your lips with her teeth, growling into your mouth.

You couldn’t wait any longer, you slid to the floor, only stopping to press a couple kisses to her stomach. You needed to taste her.

You slid two fingers up her pussy, feeling that she was already drenched. You didn’t feel the need to tease her for it, however, instead you replaced your fingers with your tongue and began licking. All you wanted was to hear her moans and have her taste on your tongue. You had already accomplished one of those goals.

You focused your energy on her clit, gently sliding one then two fingers into her. Her moan was of complete satisfaction. Finally, you were giving her what she wanted. You pumped your fingers in and out, causing her to whine and back her hips with each movement. Your tongue movements were desperate. The lust you had for her was overpowering.

“Oh, fuck, Larissa.” You let out your own moan as you felt her clench around your fingers as she came, “Can I fuck you?”

Larissa knew you had a strap-on in your room across the hall and her eyes lit up at the idea, “God, yes…”

You were planning on getting the strap and bringing it back to her, but she followed you into you room as you went to retrieve it. She almost seemed impatient about it. Her eyes were dark as she watched you put on the strap.

When you were ready, she pushed you into the armchair of your bedroom and straddled you. Her hands were on your shoulders as her entrance hovered over the strap, “Ready?”

You nod, positioning the dick at her entrance, allowing her to sink down on it. It took her some time to fully accept the full size of the strap. As she adjusted, her head fell to your shoulder, deep guttural moans escaping her.

“Fuck me.” Larissa finally whispered. All at once, she lifted up and came back down and when she came down, you lifted up. It was perfect timing and you were fully in sync, almost like you had done this before.

You happily obliged her request. Larissa’s nails dug into your shoulders and her perfect breasts were in the perfect position in front of you. You hummed in delight as she moaned and swore as she bounced in your lap. Your hands fell to her hips, aiding in the process of you giving her a harder fucking than she may have been prepared for.

Her moans of pleasure could have been confused with moans of pain. Larissa loved every second she rode you.

You moved your hands from her hips when you felt her slowing down. Instead they moved under her legs and with a little help from Larissa, you lifted her upwards enough to begin bucking your hips against her dripping cunt. Larissa’s orgasm came swiftly, her arms pulling your face to her chest as she fell down onto the fake cock for a final time.

You felt her squirm and move in your lap as she came down off her high, “We should really study like this more often.”

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[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

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

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“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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[yourgaeyisshowing]

Bumps Along the way

Chapter 2: Finding a way ahead

Larissa x Shapeshifter!Reader Pregnant!Reader Pregnant!Larissa

Warnings: Pregnancy struggles, Pregnancy/childbirth, Miscarriages, Mental illness, Swears or curses, Infant Death, Stillborn, PTSD, Panic attacks

A/N: This story is going to be heavy, it deals with real life situations that most don’t understand the pain of. 1 in 4 women will experience this in their lifetime, remember you don’t know everyone's history.

Chapter 2 : Finding a way ahead

A month had gone by, thirty-one whole days. You hadn’t left your bed much, and Larissa worked from home most days so she could lay in bed and comfort you when you needed her. She had hired a temporary assistant to take the majority of her workload for a bit.

You felt bad, most days you snapped at her and used a tone that in your years of being together you never had before. Larissa knew this was your grief though, she would hold you silently and eventually you would give up and just cry. You have visited the graveyard twice now. 

It hurt too much in this moment to go anymore than you had. All you could think of was the tiny fingers, and tiny nose, and wisps of white hair like Larissa’s. You had decided on a name and it was engraved in a stone memory. Angelica Brienne Weems.

The nurses made you a small heart mold with her hand and foot prints, it had stayed on your nightstand. Slowly but surely you were coming around more to life again, it wasn’t easy and the nursery door had stayed shut. But you were determined to come back to life again, you didn’t know how but you would. 

*Time skip six months*

You and Larissa had decided to have a lazy Saturday, you both went back to work full time, and thankfully admired your students for not asking questions. “Rissa?” your voice was soft and muffled into her neck. “Yes my love?” She replied, moving a stand of hair behind your ear. “Make me feel alive again…Please…”

The sexual tension had been rough on both of you, but you couldn’t force yourself to care until now. It had been almost 7 months since your wife touched your body like that. Larissa nodded and slowly unbuttoned your night shirt, leaving soft kisses across every inch of exposed skin. She slowly slid down and removed your sleep shorts, a smile drifting across her face as she realized you didn’t have panties on. 

Once again she continued to pepper kisses against your skin, being slow and gentle, taking her time. Larissa kissed both of your thighs and down your stomach, settling between your legs and locking her fingers with yours. She slowly started to pleasure you, hearing soft moans with every drag of her tongue. She took her time and filled your head with nothing but soft love and pleasure.

After a few more moments Larissa picked up her pace and added two fingers to your burning core. “Just let go, darling.” She said gently before helping you let go fully and quiver under her. You saw stars as you screamed Larissa’s name, letting your body shake and release all its tension. Soon though you wanted more and as soon as Larissa climbed back up to you, you flipped her over and ravaged her with a passionate kiss. You stripped her of the clothes she was wearing and intended to repay her tenfold. 

Lining kisses down her body you quickly licked a stripe down her clit and heard a breathy moan, you knew what she wanted. While she was distracted by your mouth you shifted and kissed back up her body locking your lips with hers you teased her entrance with your shifted cock and her breath hitched as you slid yourself into her tight walls.

A strangled moan slipped from her lips and you set a relentless pace. Larissa was in utter bliss, you could feel she was close and so were you. You went to start to slide out of her and finish her with your fingers as she wrapped her legs around your waist. “No! I want you!” She breathlessly moaned and pulled you in a crushing kiss. It didn’t take either of you long, cumming together and completely spent. 

“Rissa?” You asked after taking a few breaths. “Hmm?” you chuckled at the blissed out reply. “I didn’t use a condom…” You looked up at her fear in your eyes. “I know, and I'm perfectly fine with that.” You thought your jaw hit the floor. “But you said you didn’t want to get pregnant? What changed?” “You… When I saw you pregnant, I started wondering if I had made an error in judgment. But you were so happy so I never said anything. But if it happens to either of us, it happens and we try again.”

Larissa’s hand came up to your cheek and wiped away the stray tear. “No crying my sweet, we will have a lovely family however they come to us. And if that means they come from you, me, or someone else they will be no less loved or wanted.” You snuggled yourself into Larissa’s embrace, and nodded into her chest. 

“Thank you my love… I..I don’t know if I want to try again, myself I mean.” Your chest hurt as soon as you said the words out loud, but also felt the relief of letting those words out. “That's okay my love, why don’t you let me take the reins for a little while?” You nodded once again, and were happy with that answer. As much as you loved being pregnant, you needed time to heal before trying to go down that road again. Well that and secretly you would love to see your wife pregnant, she would be an absolute angel and the glow would suit her so well. 

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[wh0re4gwen]

Deal?✿

Larissa was always stressed, granted she was the Principal of Nevermore. A lot was expected of her, she had many responsibilities and requirements she had to reach each day, but today was a Saturday meaning there was no school and Larissa was still working.

She needed to relax and I was determined to help her. I came out of our shared bedroom to find Larissa sitting at her desk quickly tapping away at the keys of her computer, just like I suspected.

I stood there thinking for a moment before I decide what to do.

I walked over to Larissa and shut her computer. Larissa looked at her closed computer and then at me confused.

"Darling are you alright? Do you need something?" Larissa asked me concerned, considering I usually don't bother her at work unless I really need something.

"Come on Rissa, it's a Saturday afternoon and you're working." I say giving Larissa puppy dog eyes.

Larissa smiles at the fact I'm worried about her but then opens her computer once again. Larissa sat up for a moment giving me a quick kiss before she begins typing again.

"My love as much as I'd like to take a break I simply can't, there is far too much for me to do." Larissa says not looking up from her computer.

I stood there slightly pouting my lips, but it's not over yet I can't give up. Without thinking I grabbed Larissa's computer and without looking back I ran to our bedroom and locked the door.

Larissa sat at her desk eyes wide and completely stunned.

I panted slightly as I slid down the door waiting for Larissa to come and try to retrieve her stolen item. I listened as I heard a quick shuffling sound near the door.

"Y/n? Darling give me back my computer, please." Larissa asks still a little shocked, before I could answer Larissa began talking again.

"Dear I have a key in my desk, if you don't open this door I'll be forced to open it myself and you won't like that." Larissa said seeming a bit annoyed.

I swallowed the lump in my throat as I stood up thinking of a place to hide her computer. I knew Larissa was just making an empty threat, you knew she'd never actually do anything she was just trying to intimidate you,but even then knowing that it still scared you all the same.

After some thinking I finally decided to hide it in the crack between the bed and the night stand, on my side of course. Moments later the door flung open and there stood a not so happy Larissa.

I gave her a knowing smile and waited for her to come in. Larissa looked me up and down realizing I  don't have the computer which caused her to freeze momentarily.

She took a deep breath before saying "Sweetheart, where is it?" I looked at her for a moment and said "Where is what Rissa?" I asked as innocently as possible.

Larissa pinched the bridge of her nose with her first two fingers and said "Darling I'm not going to ask again" Larissa said with a tinge of annoyance in her voice.

I considered giving it back before I thought of a much better plan."one hour" was all I said grabbing Larissa's attention. "If you can relax with me for one hour, I'll give it back. I promise." Larissa squinted her eyes at me thinking whether she should take the deal or not.

After a few moments Larissa smiled at me, whether she wanted to admit it or not the fact that you cared this much about her well-being warmed her heart.

"Fine, I'll give you one hour then I'm back to work." I could've jumped up and down I didn't actually think she'd agree. I ran over to her giving her a big hug. Larissa stumbled back a bit causing her to let out a small giggle before reciprocating the hug.

I grabbed Larissa's hands leading her to the bed.She hesitated before laying down next to me.Usually I lay on Larissa while she holds me but today is different.

I guided Larissa's head down to my chest and for a change I held her. Larissa tensed at the sudden action but quickly relaxed into me.

Larissa figured since she was already here she might as well make herself comfortable, she looked up at you giving you a smile that could kill. She was absolutely gorgeous.

I smiled back and bent down slightly to indulge her in a kiss.We both pulled away just admiring the one another.I soon began drawing little shapes on Larissa's back and she continued to lay on my chest.

In a strange way Larissa found your heartbeat quite comforting and closed her eyes so she could focus on the steady rhythm. Larissa closed her eyes and let her breath even out before slowly slipping into a peaceful slumber.

I watched as Larissa faught to keep her eyes open, but in the end she inevitably lost and fell asleep. I moved a piece of hair from her face admiring her graceful features as she slept.Soon I had also fell victim to sleep and for the first time in awhile Larissa was finally able to relax.

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[iamnotoriginalphil]

Hello! I love your fics of Larissa, so I would like to make a request, if you're not busy. Im kinda sick right now so I would like to see something with a sick reader who is teacher at Nevermore and Larissa taking care of her, fluff to fulfill my poor soul today 👉👈

I'm never too busy for Larissa requests. I hope you feel better soon 🖤

Coughs wracked your body. You whimpered, curling up into a ball under the mountain of blankets you’d dragged onto your bed. Your body was trembling, shivers rattling your bones. Your throat was screaming at you. You squeezed your eyes shut, cursing past you for being nice to the sick student in your class.

You must have managed to sleep for a while. You assumed no one would be coming to check on you, your notice of illness having been sent in and approved, a substitute found to cover your classes. Having said that, upon waking a cool hand was pressed to your forehead. You reached up to bat it away, trying to ignore how weak you felt.

A low chuckle came with the hand moving to lower your arm back to your side. You squinted up, your throbbing headache only slightly better. You relaxed recognising the familiar figure, only to begin coughing uncontrollably again.

Her cool hand gently cupped your cheek, turning your head towards her.

“Oh, my darling, you’re in a bad way.”

“Rissa,” you groaned, trying to push your wife away, “don’t wanna get you sick.”

“Nonsense, darling, I can’t leave you alone in this sorry state,” she replied, “how are you feeling?”

“Awful,” you replied

Her fingers carded through your tangled hair and your eyes slipped closed again. She knew exactly how much you loved it when she played with your hair. She was playing dirty. You didn’t have the strength to fight it.

“I brought you tea,” she said, “and soup. We need to get some fluids in you.”

You let her help you sit up, struggling to rise properly. She shoved the pillows usually reserved for her head behind your back, propping you up against the headboard. You whimpered when she got up, already missing her.

“It’s alright, love, I’m right here,” she said, sitting by your hip again.

She placed a bowl of soup in your lap, curling your fingers around an ice cold spoon. You hissed, dropping it. You knew if you were less sick she’d be rolling her eyes at your antics. As it stood, she only picked up the spoon, dipping it into the soup.

“Open up,” she commanded.

You did as you were told. She slipped the spoon in your mouth, something salty slipping down your throat. You let her feed you the soup, wincing with each swallow, sad your sick brain couldn’t take full advantage of the luxury. As she did she told you about her day. You let her words wash over you, more focused on her hands and her face. Those were things that were easy to focus on.

Eventually you pushed her hand away, unable to eat any more. She sighed, setting the bowl on your bedside table, her hand going back to your forehead. A soft pair of lips pressed where the hand had been. You hummed.

“You’re burning up,” she said.

“Mmhm,” you replied.

She disappeared again. Your eyes slid closed, weariness in every bone in your body. Something cold pressed against your skin. You groaned, relief swift and kind to you. The water left on your skin dripped down your neck, soaking into the pillow beneath you. It began to grow warm and you reached up for it. Cool hands batted yours away, removing the cold compress. Water sloshed nearby and it was replaced, cold once again.

“Do you think you’re up to drinking some tea?” Larissa asked, her voice soft, delicate, as if worried about breaking you.

“For you I’ll try,” you rasped out.

She brought the cup to your lips, the liquid lukewarm now, almost cold in your mouth. You forced down that first sip before gently pushing her hand away. She set the cup down, replacing your cold compress again. You shivered.

You reached out to her, grasping her arm. She was so solid, so warm. All you wanted to do was sleep.

“Rissa,” you said, voice scratchy.

“Yes, my darling?”

“Lie down with me?” you asked.

“Of course, love.”

She shifted, the bed dipping beside you. You pushed her pillows back towards her, doing your best to become horizontal again. She helped, hands sure as she guided you. Lying down was a relief for your pounding head.

Rolling over, you curled up against her body. Her arm slipped around your shoulders, holding you close. Placing your head on her chest you could hear her heartbeat, slow and steady. Her fingers ran through your hair again, lips pressing a kiss to the top of your head. You hummed, shuffling closer, sleep tugging at you.

Needless to say, a few days later she was coughing and shivering and you had to take care of her in return.

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[v3nusxsky]

I can’t lose you

*Authors note~ absolutely loving these prompts you guys are requesting. Loving conversing with all and learning more about how my writing is helping you all. It's my own therapy so I'm just glad it can at least bring joy to someone else. Read on my doves*

Tw~ self harm,Depression, Anxiety, trauma response

Prompt< prompt 1 (please talk to me) and prompt 72 (she's at the hospital. I don't know what happened) requested by the lovely idkaname666666 wattpad

It was bad again. You knew that. You should be happy now you know that too, but this dark cloud won't go away. You may get a small break in the clouded cover but it will always remain. Some days it would be light and opaque others it would be dark and thick. Today was the dark clouds. Thankfully you'd managed to survive your classes today, only now it was hitting you like a train. Which is how you were now curled up in front of the fire, skin exposed just numb. The scaring old and new littered your arms all in the different stages of healing. It seemed as if you were running out of skin that hadn't been marked by your own hand. Not only was it your arms , no it was your thighs and stomach too. Years of struggling tattooed on your body in a painful reminder. The dark days always with you.

Tears flowing freely yet no sound escaping you, your hands shook looking at what you had done. You really didn't mean to do so much. It was only meant to be just one. You always told yourself it was just one. But one turns into two and two into four. A never ending pattern. Even when you tried to stop, your body craves it. The stinging sensations present, reminding you of your subconscious need. Craving release that only could be sought from that action.

It's only the knock at your door that snaps you from your own thoughts. Fuck! How could you hide this? Who would be looking for you now? The school day ended over three hours ago. "Just one moment" you called out in a shaky voice quickly covering all your exposed skin. With a quick once over in the mirror and a wipe of any stray tears that still remained. You quickly opened the door just a crack and peaked through the gap. "L-la-Rissa?" You stuttered. She was the last person you thought would be looking for you. "May I?" She gestured to the door with her hand and you nodded moving aside numbly letting her in. You quickly shut the door and led her to sit in front of the dancing flames once more.

"Darling, I've noticed recently you seem a little low recently" you could tell by the worried glint in her eyes. "I'm fine Larissa" you mumbled looking anywhere but her eyes. "Y/n ? Please talk to me. I know something is wrong, even your students do darling." Tears clouded your eyes, your students knew? How? God you thought you'd done so well with hiding this. Apparently not tho.

Maybe it was a good thing that this happened, after all you finally got the chance to open up. Larissa was lovely. She sat and listened as you explained just what was happening. Held you as you cried. Her hands stroking through your hair, soothing words cocooning around you. Maybe just maybe you could see some light breaking through the cloud. Exhausted from your bad day you started to drift off in the taller women's strong embrace. Feeling safe and content for the first time in a long time.  You were gently carried to your room and placed into your bed which caused you to stir slightly at the movement. A whimper escaping your exhausted body when you lost the physical contact. "Hush my darling you're okay go back to sleep, just rest." She hummed out and you could've sworn you felt her lips ghosting your forehead. But maybe you imagined it in your exhausted state.

That was a few nights ago. And you'd had some good days following it. The good feelings lingering from the principals comforting actions. She hadn't mentioned it to you since that night, lingering gazes and gentle brushes of her hand against you as she passed you in the halls but no awkwardness at all. Something in her gaze had changed but you couldn't quite pinpoint it. Of course you'd wanted to talk to her about it, say thank you for comforting you through your bad day but you just couldn't bring yourself to doing it. Maybe that's why when it got bad again you couldn't go to her.

No instead you were once again on your own, back to your old comforting methods of coping. The comfort from the familiar pain grounding you. Numbing out the pain in your heart. Although this time, you'd gone too far. You didn't mean to of course. Normally you could control it. But not today. You were unable to stop yourself now. Tears flowing, mind running rampant as you  started slowly losing consciousness. Maybe just maybe this would be it. Your forever darkness.

Coach Vlad was a close friend of yours, and weekly you'd spend the evening catching up. After all you were still quite new to Nevermore, and you found it hard to make new friends. You and Vlad had been friends for years due to your families knowing eachother. He knew of your depression and anxiety. He knew you took medication to manage it. He also knew of your other coping mechanisms. Not ones he encouraged you to explore, but he also understood you couldn't stop. An addictive habit like that is extremely hard to control. But never in all the years of friendship you shared had he found you like this. Bleeding out, unconscious on the floor with tear stained cheeks. Instantly, his first aid training kicked in, checking for your breathing. It was there slow and shallow but there. On instinct he called it in, putting pressure on the self inflicted wounds waiting for the paramedics to arrive. Once they did and he handed you over to their care, he immediately left to find the one person he knew you'd want at your bedside. After all you had let on to him your feelings for the tall blonde, and she had let him in on her feelings. Neither of you brave enough to tell the other.

Rapid knocks hammered against the heavy mahogany doors, "Larissa , it's y/n!" He explained the emotion thick in his voice. After all his best friend had just been carted off bleeding out in front of his very eyes. "Y/n? Vlad what happened?" The concern and fear anchoring every word. "She's at the hospital. I don't know what happened. She's normally in control of it. She must have gone to far this time" the tears now plucking at his eyes. That was all it took for Larissa to rush past him like a hurricane intent on finding you.

Driving faster than she was sure was legal, Larissa made her way to the hospital. Panic causing her to function on adrenaline. What had Vlad meant gone to far? Why didn't you come to her. Why would you do this to your beautiful self? So many questions left unanswered as she burst into the hospital. "Y/n y/l where is she" her voiced boomed out startling the receptionist. "Room 37, principle Weems" she stuttered out at the blonde women's retreating form. Not even allowing the women to finish she stalked her way to room 37, driven by the pure need to just lay eyes on you.

Finding the room easily she peaked in at your unconscious form, arms bandaged up, monitors steadily beating. You were alive. Thank god. She entered the room quietly taking in the sight of you hooked up to many different machines. The rhythmic beating providing her with some reassurance. She came to your bed side and sank down in the chair. Only now processing what she'd been feeling, only now she knew you were at least alive. "Oh Y/n, my darling why didn't you come to me. I could've helped, I can't stand that you feel like this alone to the point you feel the need to do this. My darling I can't stand to see you this way." Her emotions causing the words to sound strangled as she whispered them to what she thought was your unconscious form. "I must confess I can't tell you when your awake, maybe I did you wouldn't be here now, but darling I well I love you. I can't lose you. So you must heal okay? Heal and come back to me so maybe I can spend the rest of my days showing you, you'll always have me" the tears falling from her eyes landing on your now joint hands. Her head dropped to rest against your hands just happy to feel your warmth, being extremely cautious of your bandages.

It was the weak squeeze you gave that had her upright in seconds, "Y/n? Your awake? Are you in any pain!? What can I do?" She panicked not sure what to do for the best. "Sit down Larissa" you tried to demand but it came out weak, causing you to cringe at your voice. How much blood had you lost this time? Your vision was blurry and you assumed the stinging in your arm was the fluid being pushed into your intervene-us drip. You were shocked when she did as asked. "I Larissa I'm sorry" you mumbled dumbly. Nothing you could say would help ease the pain you could see in her eyes. "Oh darling don't be sorry, it's okay. Just please come to me when you feel so low." You could tell by her voice she was sincere. "I'm sorry Rissa I didn't want to bother you..." you trailed off avoiding her gaze. You caused her so much pain it almost made you wish you'd not woken.

"Darling, I need you to really hear these words." She stated and you nodded in acknowledgment, "you aren't ever a bother to me, I promise you. I gosh this is harder than I thought, I love you Y/n..." this time it was Larissa avoiding your gaze, missing how the tears flowed down your cheeks. "You what?" You murmured quietly. "I love you Y/n I thought you'd died on me." The pain evident once more. "I I love you too" you whimpered out through your sobs. "Oh darling don't cry please don't cry" she faltered wishing to gather you in her arms but not wanting to hurt you. You shifted creating a space so she could curl around your broken body. She did so willingly stroking through your curls and dropping sweet little kisses to your head. Your body still exhausted from the ordeal it had suffered, you lay there blinking away the sleep that her ministrations we causing. "Hush darling just rest now, I have you Y/n. I love you darling please rest for me. I'll be here with you when you awake." She reassured you as you finally gave into the exhaustion.

Word count~ 1943

*Authors note~ this was very therapeutic but hard to write I tired to avoid too much detail but I hope I did the prompt some justice, filler post*

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