Can I Request A Drunk Reader On New Year And Getting All Flirty And Dancing Around With Larissa

Can I request a drunk reader on New Year and getting all flirty and dancing around with Larissa <3

That’s me now

Dance Floor

Pairing: Larissa Weems x Reader

Word Count: 706

Warning: alcohol

A/n: So I pushed this a little forward to not post this days after New Year, hope you like it!

It wasn't long until the clock would strike twelve o'clock and the year would be over. Honestly this had been the best year of your life. You had started to work your dream job, found your passion in helping the kids, found amazing friends and fell in love. That last bit did cause a few problems, as it was your boss, but you felt that she might like you too.

You had never talked about the matter, but there was some kind of unresolved tension between you. A good sort of tension. Larissa was flirting constantly, and you showered her with presents. You knew her favourite flowers and always brought her new ones. If you happened to go to Jericho, you always brought her coffee order. That was just the difference between you, she was flirty and open, you were shy and sweet.

But that was the rule for sober (Y/n). Drunken you was a whole different story. You could get unusually bold. Very bold.

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It was New Year's Eve and Larissa had organised a staff party for everyone who was still in Nevermore. Some of your colleague had gone home over the holiday, but most stayed. The evening had been an absolute delight. The food was amazing. Your friend and colleague Aden put on the music, and he hit exactly your taste in music. And the alcohol was exquisite, maybe you did have a little too much of that. But who cares? It's a party.

You were enjoying yourselves, dancing and laughing together. But as you spun, your eyes landed on Larissa. She stood at the side of the dance floor observing the rest. You knew she probably chose to not dance, but it stung your heart as it felt like she was being left out. That needed change, fast.

You boldly approached her and, taking her hand, pulled her with you onto the dance floor. That worked surprisingly easy, but that was probably just because she hadn't expected you to drag her. Normally she was much stronger than you.

"(Y/n), can I ask, what do you think you are doing?" She raised an eyebrow at you, standing in the middle of the floor, making no effort to dance.

"You looked so alone. You should be integrated! Also, I really want to dance with you." You smirked at her and laid your hand on her waist. For a second she stiffened but as you started moving to the music she slowly relaxed and even started moving too.

"Move your hips, come on. It'll look bomb." You gently forced her hips to swing some more with your hands. And to your surprise she obeyed. It did indeed look bomb.

Larissa pulled you closer, your bodies pressed against one another and leaned down a little. Her mouth right next to your ear, she whispered: "Do you like that, Darling. Seeing me swing my hips for you?" She put on a flirtatious, even seductive tone. It made your knees weak and for a moment you felt like you would cave in, but Larissa's arms held you. She let out a deep, breathy laugh at that. God, everything about her was just so hot.

You tuned around, leaning your back against her and pulling her hands up to your front. You perfectly bend into the curve of her body, pushing your ass into her, while still swaying your hips. You heard a low moan right next to your ear, that made you smirk. Her hands wandered up a little until they stopped right on top your breasts. Her hands were covered by the hem of your jacket, so she got even bolder and started kneading them lightly. You let your head fall onto her chest. This must be what heaven feels like, you thought.

You stayed like this, dancing together, fully intertwined with one another until you heard the others around you counting down from ten. The New Year's Countdown.

Larissa turned you to look at her and bend down to nibble on your ear.

"Would you like to be my New Year's kiss?" She pulled back a little as to see your face and right as the countdown went to zero you crashed your lips onto hers.

Ok, so Larissa is dating a teacher at Nevermore. the reader is a shapeshifter as well, but can only do animals, not humans. After a stressful day, the reader loves to just turn into an animal and relax. Her favorite animal is a raccoon, so that's what she shifts into the most. One night, while waiting for Larissa, she shifts into a raccoon and takes a little nap. A new teacher finds the reader and freaks out. So the reader runs out and finds Larissa with the new teacher on her tail. Larissa is desperately trying not to laugh as the new teacher explains.

Raccoon

Pairing: Larissa Weems x teacher!Reader

Word Count: 497

Warning: none

A/n: So this is rather short, but I really liked this as it's extremely cute and just a funny, little one-shot!! @lord6-6fandom hope you like it <3

The day had been exhausting. The students had really walked on thin ice and your desk was overflowing from all the paperwork and exams you still had to correct.

So when you went to Larissa's office and didn't see her anywhere, you decided to lay down a bit until she'd come back. You were a shapeshifter, like Larissa, but unlike Larissa you shape-shifted into animals. Larissa always loved it when you turned into a cat, as it was her favourite animal. Your favourite one was a raccoon. A little random, yes. But it was really fluffy and just looked so cute. Curling up was just the most comfortable thing, because you were your own pillow and blanket.

So you shifted into a raccoon and laid down on the armchair in front of Larissa's desk. Fast falling asleep and relaxing a bit.

Not much later you were awoken, but to your surprise not by Larissa but by the new colleague. She had been here for a week and didn't know about your ability yet. So you couldn't blame her, when she looked at you terrified and let out a shocked scream.

Before she could do anything stupid, you jumped of the chair and ran through her legs out of the door. Yes, you could have just shifted back and calm the poor woman. But where would the fun in that be?

You could hear her following behind you, but you were faster. The little paws tapping hastily on the floor, you ran around the corners without slowing. Rounding the next corner you laid eyes on Larissa. She, of course, knew that it was you, so she smiled wide, ready to pick you up. But just before she could do that she saw the new teacher run around the corner, completely out of breath.

"Principle Weems, be careful. It's-" She stopped to breath but wildly gestured towards you. You on the other hand started slowly walking behind Larissa, looking at the chaos from between her legs.

Larissa really needed all of her discipline to not burst out laughing right on the spot. But as she felt you grow behind her and felt an arm, your human arm, around her waist, she just couldn't hold it anymore. The startled face of the new teacher was just too much.

She opened her mouth and closed it again, multiple times. Absolutely overwhelmed by the situation.

"I'm so sorry, Ms. (Y/l/n). I didn't know, I-" you grinned, highly amused by the situation.

"Oh, Shush! It's quite alright, I'm glad you would protect my Love so fiercely." The teacher, who also didn't know that you and Larissa were a couple, was now completely speechless. You felt that today, trying speaking to her would be wasted time. You took Larissa's hand and, walking past your new colleague and patting her shoulder, you left. Both still very amused by the previous events.

Just as you felt you were far enough away, you both burst out laughing.

Hi there! can you write something where reader gets insecure bc she has thick thighs and Larissa realizes it bc once they’re about to get intimate for the first time reader asks her to turn the lights off, kinda angst but fluffy at the end ( maybe a bit smutty? )

love your work <3

Insecurities

Pairing: Larissa Weems x Reader

Word Count: 747

Warning: insecurities, NSFW, 18+, slight but still relatively grafic smut at the end

A/n: Thank you!! Really liked this Idea, enjoy! <3

Larissa hungrily kissed you and ran over your lip with her tongue. She lifted you up, hands on your ass to hold you and carried you to the bedroom. Gently she put you down on the bed and hoovered over you.

Larissa and you had been dating for a few weeks now, and it felt like a dream. You were happier than ever and now you both felt you were ready to take the next step. You were about to sleep together. And as exiting that was you were a bit scared. You had always had problems with insecurities and never had you been so intimate with someone before. You knew Larissa loved you to bits, but still she hadn't seen you naked yet.

Larissa planted kisses all over your neck but just as she was about to take of your clothes, you stopped her. Her movements directly got to a halt, and she looked at you.

"Could we turn off the light?" You couldn't even look at her right now, that's how embarrassed you were. She immediately climbed off of you and sat down on the bed next to you. You covered your face with your hands. You felt extremely sheepish. You had ruined everything, the moment was wonderful until you made a problem out of it.

"Darling, please look at me." You slowly sat up and uncovered your face.

"Please, (Y/n)." She gently pushed your chin up, there was no way around it. You had to look her in the eyes now. She smiled comforting.

"Why would you want the lights off? I'd very much like to see you while loving you." You didn't miss the kindness and genuineness in her voice, still your mind forced you to ignore it.

"That's what you say now."

"And it's also what I'll say later." She was confused and that was clear on her face.

"Well, maybe not. Maybe you'll see me naked, and then you change your mind. I have very thick thighs, it's looks horrible. Also, there are stretch marks on them, it's just not very pleasant to look at." You broke the eye contact, afraid of her reaction. But to your surprise you were pulled into a tight hug. Larissa gently stroked your back and placed a kiss on your forehead.

"Oh, love. That just means that there is so much more of you for me to love. I will most definitely not change my mind. I love you and that I'll do no matter what." She gently ran her hand over your cheek and smiled at you. Oh, how you loved that woman.

"Thank you, I love you. Really, I don't think words can explain how much." You hugged her, being pulled closer by her strong arms. Sitting in her lap, she looked down at you.

"If you don't want to do this right now, then that's absolutely fine."

"No, I want it. I do. I need you." Larissa smiled, a smile you could bathe in. Full of love and adoration, all directed solemnly at you.

Gently she pushed you down and climbed on top of you again. All while taking off your clothes and caressing your body with kisses, she complimented you. Every little part of you. From your eyes, over your breasts to the way your hips looked. And as she had uncovered your thighs, she didn't stop. She told you how beautiful they were, kissed then up and down and as she was eating you out and had your leg laying on her shoulder she constantly had a hand on your thigh stroking and caressing it.

She made you feel things you didn't think were possible. And in this moment, laying in front of her, completely exposed and a moaning mess, you realised what it meant to make love to someone.

As she was finished with you, you were completely exhausted. But in a good way, a very good way. This woman would be the death of you. The way she had towered over you, looking you in the eyes as you came, having complimented every little last of you and know mere seconds later, she was cleaning you up and tucking you into bed. For a second you wanted to protest, she had pleasured you, so why shouldn't you return the favour? But she immediately shushed you.

"It's okay, (Y/n). I can wait, next time. This was all about you." And with that you fell asleep, safe in her arms.

hi!! You asked for requests so here I come 👀👀 How about a fluffy fic with Larissa x reader who is a short and shy professor?

Nervous Mess

Pairing: Larissa Weems x Reader

Word Count: 831

Warning: none

A/n: Okay, so about this one. I do like it, that's not the problem but I am not quite sure if it's exactly what you wanted. It turned out rather flirty and less fluffy. Also I wasn't sure if Larissa and R should already be together or not. I decided for them not to be together pre fanfiction. If you want it different, that's no problem. Just send me a request and tell me so!! <3

You had always been very shy, an Introvert many would say. In addition to that you were very short and didn't take a lot for people to be taller than you. So next to Larissa, you literally looked like a garden gnome. Whenever she talked to you, you felt like your neck would snap, and she could so easily tower over you.

As imaginable being shy and short didn't mix very well with meeting someone who was very tall, smart and brisk and hot as hell. It just turned you into a nervous mess. Stumbling over your words even more than usual and making a fool out of yourself every time.

"(Y/n), could we talk for a second?" You nodded and turned to look at Larissa. Again she was towering over you, looking amazing and making you blush like an idiot.

"Could it be that you have a problem of sorts with me? It seems you don't talk very much around me, and you seem to always be quite nervous around me." Crap, your shyness had made the absolute wrong impression. You liked her, more than you probably should.

"I- No, I don't have a problem with you. I just… Yeah, you are the reason but..." she rolled her eyes, a little annoyed at your stammering.

"Oh, please. Get it over with. If you have a problem, that's okay. Maybe we can work it out." You shook your head at that and finally found your voice. Even if you could really look at her while speaking.

"No. I don't have a problem with you. I like you, a lot. Really, maybe even too much. It's just-... I've always been very shy, and obviously I'm quite short. But when you tower over me like, like you do right now and look so incredibly good while doing so. I just get flustered and nervous and I don't want to make a fool out of myself, but then I do just that." Larissa met out a deep laugh at that. Finally, you looked up to her, seeing relief but also mischief in her eyes.

"Do I make you nervous?" She was flirting, no doubt about that. And, it was working. She winked at you and ran a finger across your face, over your lips and just before turning around she breathed a quick kiss on your lips. Absolutely speechless you stood there for about another minute or two before you pulled yourself together and went on with your day.

From that on she took absolute advantage of the newly learned information. Your relationship was... Well, what was it? You weren't friends, but you also weren't a couple. She just flirted with you like crazy, kissed you all the time and was being the sweetest angel at the same time.

It wasn't uncommon for her to just come up from behind and hug you, laying her head on top of yours and gently placing a kiss on your hair.

On the other hand, it also happened often enough that she came up to you whenever you were close to a wall, gently pushed you against it and towered over you while steadying herself by leaning on the wall with one hand. With the other hand she took you face between her fingers to kiss you and let out a cheeky comment before leaving again. Of course making you putty in her hands and your knees wobbly.

The next time she did exactly that, you took all the courage you had in yourself (which wasn't a lot to be honest) and just asked her.

"Larissa, what are we?" She actually looked a little started at that, not having expected that you would ask something like that while she was trying to fluster you. Haha, ambushed out of the dark, you thought. Win for you.

She took a step back at that, her face kinder and all the flirtatious demeanour washed away for the moment.

"We can be whatever you want, darling." She was being sweet right now, why could she still make you knees pudding? With just one word.

"Well, I'd like us to be more. More than this. As much as I enjoy it, I want to go out on dates with you and I want to make you feel good and happy and pretty. I think I want to be your girlfriend?" Bold. You would have never thought that you would be the one to ask her something like that.

"If you'd like that, I can happily tell you that that's exactly what I would want too." Relief washed over your face. And just a second later you started grinning like an idiot.

But something must have been in your tea this morning to make you bolder. Because before you could rethink it you pulled her down into a kiss. And you saw her blushing. An actual blush grazed her cheeks. You really needed to do this more often. It just looked too pretty.

larissa x teacher!readerrrr

larissa teasing you about your height. likee she’s talking, and you have to look up at her to look her in the eyes, and she gets turned on by you looking up at her like that. she’s like “stop doing that” “don’t look at me” while blushing. and you’re like ??????? huh. because you literally have no idea what you’re doing wrong. but then she confesses and- yeah. 🥰

Good girl

Pairing: Larissa Weems x Reader

Word Count: 718

Warning: NSWF, 18+, fingering, praise kink?

A/n: So this took a little bit of a smutty turn in the end, bust I just felt it quite fitting. Hope you agree!

It wasn't a surprise that you were way shorter than Larissa. Everyone was shorter than her. But some people were lucky enough to just be a little shorter, you on the other hand were a lot shorter. Which led to you nearly snapping your neck every time she stood in front of you. But the view was just too nice to not look.

Usually Larissa teased you about your height. Made joking comments about it or used you as an armrest. You loved it, because you always had her close, and she was touching you in some way.

The last few weeks though, she did it less. She Still joked about it, but she seemed to be nervous all the time. You were a little worried that you had done something wrong.

So when she approached you, while you were leaning on a wall you were quite happy, that she didn't avoid you completely. She stopped right in front of you, opened her mouth and closed it again. You raised an eyebrow at that, looking up at her ready to get out a cocky comment.

"Stop doing that." You were utterly confused. What had you done wrong? Still looking at her your mind rattled through every encounter you had with the Principle, desperate to find the problem.

"Don't look at me!" Your eyes hushed over her face, seeing a blush creep up her neck and graze her cheeks. She was flustered. But why?

"What's wrong? I haven't done anything?" It took all in Larissa to look you in the eyes. She was quite embarrassed of what she was about to confess.

"No, you haven't but I- oh, this is really embarrassing. I get really turned on if you look up at me like this. And we are in a corridor where students walk as soon as classes are over, I can't get horny here." That was not what you expected. At all. You had no idea of the effect you had on Larissa. But, that was something you could easily use to tease her in the future.

"Well, is that so. Are you turned on by me?" You grinned seductively. Larissa blushed even more at that, if that was even possible. She shyly nodded, and you grabbed her wrist dragging her into an empty classroom, locking the door behind you.

"Well, no one will see us here. No you can be horny." You pushed her to sit on top of the teacher's desk. Hastily you pushed her dress up, getting a little exited yourself as you saw her already soaked underwear. She desperately spread her legs for you, and you took a step forward.

Your hand fast found its way into the panties. Trying to mute the moan that slipped out of her as your fingers connected with her clit, you crashed your lips on hers.

Larissa supported herself with a hand on the desk behind her. Her other hand landed around your neck, pulling you as close as possible to her.

Your fingers rubbed her clit fast and as you felt her closer to the edge, you inserted two fingers into her wet cunt and rubbed her clit with the palm of your hand. Your other hand held her face between your fingers directed right to look at you. You wanted to see her face when she came for you.

"Are you close, love?"

"Oh god, yes. Please I need-" you slowed the movements down a little. Looking at her expectantly.

"What do you need? Use your words."

"Ah, I need you. Please, move faster." So you did, you quickened the pace and inserted a third finger.

"(Y/n), please can I come? I can't take it." Larissa was a moaning mess under your touch, you liked it.

"Oh, what a good girl. Yes, you may come."

Good girl. That was it, no one ever called her a good girl. All her previous partner expected her to be the dominant one, because she was taller. But all she wanted was to be dominated and being called a good girl was the tip of the iceberg.

Groaning and calling your name she came all over your finger. You pulled her close and let her ride out the orgasm.

"We should do this more often."

"Yeah, I suppose we should."

Hey, can you write a fanfiction about medicine overdose or something Like this and Larisa (partner) will find us?

Promise me

Pairing: Larissa Weems x Reader

Word Count: 628

Warning: overdose, suicide attempt, depression, mental health problems, angst

A/n: This was a lot of Angst! I don't have any real experience with this matter, so I hope I got it right. Pls if you ever feel like this, search help!!

You had never been really healthy, you supposed the depression had been there since you were little. Because to be honest you couldn't remember not feeling like this.

As you met Larissa and fell in love it had gotten better and therapy had also helped. But for quite some time now you felt empty again. Therapy was just an obligatory thing that you did to please the rest. You didn't feel it helped anymore.

Larissa could feel that you were getting worse again, you knew that. But that just made you feel even worse. She did so much for you, she wanted to help you so bad, but you just felt like a burden. She would have a much easier life without you. Honestly you were just doing her a favour.

Maybe if you died, she could fall in love. With someone less broken, less tiring. She could be happy and carefree.

Those thoughts, those believes were exactly what had brought you here. In front of the bathroom mirror, looking at your own reflection in front of you, not really recognising yourself, pills in hand.

You didn't know how many you needed to actually die. You had never done this before, funny right? There's a first time for everything, and a last.

You had just taken the whole package, reckoning that would be enough.

Now, standing here you actually overthought what you were about to do. Because, let's be real; no one actually wants to die, do they?

They just can't take the pain, the numbness anymore. And they don't want to burden their loved ones. So, you took the pills, with Larissa in mind. You did this for her. You had taken pills all your life, so it wasn't hard. They went down like nothing.

Just after the pills were down someone opened the door. That someone was Larissa. She shouldn't be home yet, this is wrong. She shouldn't see you die.

"(Y/n), I-" her eyes flickered down to the empty package of pills and up to you. Panic filled her eyes. She stumbled forward grabbing your hands, checking if the pills might still be in there. They weren't.

"(Y/n), what have you done? Please don't tell me you took them? Please, no (Y/n). Don't do this to me." In seconds her voice changed from panic to sheer hysteria. You had never heard anything like it in her voice. She grabbed your face and forced you took look at her. What you saw shocked you. It was absolute panic and tears. A lot of them.

This was not what you had wanted, you wanted to make her happy. To release her from the burden that was you. You loved her and in that moment you decided that you would bite through and fight for her.

You fell down on your knees, crawling towards the toilet. Sticking your finger down your throat you threw up. So long that it felt like there couldn't even be any organs left inside of you.

You flushed the toilet and completely exhausted you caved in, held by strong arms. Though she was still crying her heart out, she held you and wiped sweaty strands of hair out of your face.

"Please, (Y/n). Never do that again, I could've lost you." Her voice came out thin, nearly unrecognisable from her usual strong voice.

"What ever is going on, we can get through it together. I promise, I'll always be by your side. Just promise me, to never try that again." You looked up at her, tired and exhausted, but you managed to nod.

"I promise." She let out a sob and pulled you even closer. You had no idea for how long you sat there on the floor just being held by her.