Get To Know Me

Get to know me <3

Tagged by @sapphicsbeloved <3

Relationship: single

Favourite Colour: purple and dark green

Favourite Food: burger, my grandma's soup and anything turkish

Song stuck in my head: Flowers (Miley Cyrus)

Last thing I googled: Aviator (Cate Blanchett's Movie)

Current time: 9:26 am

Dream trip: always London

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Comfort Movie: Lord of the Rings

Comfort Food: my grandma's soup

Comfort clothes: my flannel and my Carol Sweater

Comfort Song: Viva la Vida (Coldplay)

Comfort Book: The Rivers of London - Series

Comfort Game: Uno

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3 ships: Jopper, Carol/Therese, Janeway/Seven

1st ever ship: prob Hermione/Ron

Last Song: Rivers (Frank Turner)

Current read: what abigail did that summer (Ben Aaronovitch)

Currently Consuming: sparkling water

Currently watching: Game of Thrones

Currently Craving: Mc Donald's

I tag @daydream-cement, @wlwmitchell, @cissyenthusiast010155 and @na-shoba and anyone who wants to do it! ♡

Some of you might have already done this, I didn't check! Love you <3

That's a world I want to live in

Wow, all these bitches gay

everyone is gay in my world

can you do a sub larissa x fem reader where reader fucks rissa from behind.

PLEASE AND THANK YOU IF YOU DO ❤️

Beg

Pairing: Larissa Weems x Reader

Word Count: 1511

Warning: NSFW, 18+, strap-on, eating out, nipple play, praise kink, degradation kink, cunnilingus, masturbation, sub!Larissa

A/n: hope you like it!!

It had been a long day, and you just wanted to spend the evening with Larissa. You didn't really care what you did, just spending time with her was enough for you. So after having finished work, you made your way to Larissa's office. You knew she'd still be there, probably working as well.

You knocked but didn't get a response, right before knocking again you heard a noise from the door to your right. Larissa's private rooms. You gently opened the door, and looked through the room. She wasn't there. Stepping in and closing the door behind you, you made your way over to her bedroom door. The noise got louder.

Standing in front of the door, pressing your ear against it, you realised the sounds were moans. Larissa's moans. Careful not to make any noise you opened the door and peeked through the gap. The view was heavenly, Larissa laying on the bed, legs spread open, her fingers touching her centre. Her eyes were shut, pleasure gracing her beautiful face. Light moans escaped her, while she thrust two fingers inside her and kneaded her breast with her other hand.

"Oh- (Y/n), please..." you felt heat rush through you and the forming pool between your legs made it hard to keep observing without interfering. As much as you loved the sight in front of you, she had broken a rule. You waited a few more moments and as you saw her legs twitch, knowing she was close, you opened the door completely and stepped in.

"Enjoying yourself, slut?" Startled she stopped, whining at the loss of touch so close to the orgasm.

Her cheeks were flushed red, and her eyes filled with lust and love for you. It was a beautiful sight, and you were easily reminded of how much you loved her. Taking off your shoes, you approached her and crawled onto the bed, between her legs and up to her face. Hungrily you kissed her, leaving her breathless afterwards.

"You're so incredibly beautiful, Larissa." She blushed even more, kissing you again. She enjoyed the moments of intimate, loving peace. She knew you'd punish her, for what she had done. But she didn't complain, she loved you dominating her.

Pulling away, you looked at her. Hunger and lust having overthrown the adoration in your eyes.

"You broke a rule, love. I'll need to show you your place, don't you think so?" Eagerly Larissa nodded, ready for you fucking her senseless. You chuckled at her desperate from underneath you.

Sitting up straight you started unbuttoning your shirt and took it off. Larissa reached towards you, wanting to help, but you shoved her hand away.

"No touching, I don't think you deserve that." Defeated she pulled the hand back, watching you lose clothing after clothing.

"You look amazing." Larissa whispered, in awe of you. You chuckled, offering her a smile.

"Why, thank you. But flattery will get you nowhere." It was very convenient, that Larissa was already naked. It sped up the process immensely.

You leaned down, and started to kiss around her nipple, never really touching it. You saw that Larissa wanted you to suck at them, but you wouldn't grant her that wish. Not yet, at least. You wanted to torture her a bit. You licked over each nipple, just once, eliciting a desperate moan and then a frustrated sigh as you pulled back. Grinning mischievously you winked at her and started attacking her neck, planting kisses all over it. Lightly sucking at her pulse point, earning a groan from the older woman. Your hand roamed all over her body, touching every inch of her. Stroking over her stomach, over her hips, down to her tights. But you never touched, where she needed you most.

"Please, (Y/n)-" you cocked your head, looking at her innocently.

"Please what? I need you to speak with me." She was desperate for her touch, she hated to beg, but she was desperate enough to still do it.

"Touch me, (Y/n). Please, fuck me." Content with that, you smirked at her and moved down a little, placing yourself right between her legs. You licked though her wet folds, tasting her sweet juice. Larissa wouldn't need long, you knew that. She had already been close, when you interrupted. You felt her legs twitch as your mouth made contact with her throbbing clit.

"Oh- (Y/n)" She moaned out, between ragged breaths. You used one of your hands to hold her legs open, and the other one wandered up, to finials touch her nipple. You rolled it with your fingers and pinched it a little, making her scream out at the sensation of pain and pleasure together. You sucked at her clit, while licking frantically over it with the tip of your tongue. The sounds that escaped her nearly made you week as well. You felt yourself moan against her heat. It only took a few more licks and Larissa came, legs twitching and gasping for air, while breathing your name out like a prayer.

You didn't give her much time to come down from her high, as you used your fingers to rub her clit, while moving up and sucking at her nipple. Her breath hitched, and her hand grasped the sheet with so much strength, that her knuckles turned white.

"(Y/n), it's too much. I-" you didn't stop, ignoring her words, and soon you felt her tremble, nearing her second orgasm. Your fingers increased in speed, and you lightly chocked her with the other hand, that threw her over the edge. Her voice deeper than usual, she moaned out your name. You slowly down your movements, and kissed each of her nipples before sitting up.

"I'm not finished with you yet. Turn around, I want you on all fours." You looked down at her, trying to catch a breath. Still, she obeyed and did what you said. You stood up and walk over to the drawer, grabbing your strap-on.

"Such an obedient slut." You fasten the leather around you and make sure the strap sits right. After that you crawled back into the bed, kneeling behind Larissa, you take a moment to trace her spine with your finger, making her shiver under you. You lean forward, mouth next to her ear.

"You're going to be a good little girl for me, and take what I give you. OK?" She nods, and you raised up behind her again. With one hand you squeeze her ass a little and lightly slap it, making her moan out. At that reaction you do it again, again making her moan. You slip a hand on her lower back, as to hold her in place and slap her as again. You do that a few more times, until her ass starts to look slightly red. Looking at her thighs, you see her juice running down her leg. You pick it up and smooth it over the strap between your legs.

"So desperate for me, aren't you. Such a little needy brat." She whines at your words, nearly screaming out as you trust into her without warning. You push the gull length inside her and take it out again, torturously slow, making her whimper. With the tip of the strap you tease her entrance.

"Beg for it." You run the strap through her folds, squeezing her ass.

"Fuck me, (Y/n). Please, I need you, inside of me." With that you thrust into her again, making her yelp. This time you thrust in and out a little faster, but still maddeningly slow. You lean forward, nearly laying on top of her and reach around her body with both hands, grabbing her breasts. You cup them and hold yourself steady while increasing the pace with which you fuck her. She throws her head back, allowing you to see her eyes shut, and her mouth hung open in pleasure.

"Ah- God, please let me cum." She waited for permission, she held her orgasm back, just for you. The thought of that, made your core throb and pleasure roll over you.

"Not yet, ohh, wait for me." You felt yourself fast nearing the edge. You increased the pace even more, making your skin clap against Larissa's. She reached forward, trying to hold herself steady at the headboard of the bed. The view in front of you was unbelievably erotic, better than you could have ever imagined.

"Oh, I'm close. Come with me Larissa." With a last hard thrust you both came, moaning each other's name. Absolutely overwhelmed by your orgasm, you caved in on top of Larissa, trying to catch a breath.

Slowly you pulled the strap out, making Larissa whine under you. She was absolutely overstimulated and sensitive. You unclasped the strap and threw it to the side. Larissa had laid down on her back, breathing heavily. You moved down, to lick her thighs and centre clean, making her twitch under your touch. You kissed her passionately, having her taste herself on your tongue, before you stood up to grab things to clean her up.

I'm not alright, this is way too cute for me. I want a relationship with Larissa Weems so bad! Imagine her hugging you like that😭

A kinda more wholesome Larissa sketch page (if you ignore the blatant thirsting on the right oops) I have this super vivid memory of her having her hair down at some point in the series but after combing the internet I’m guessing I must’ve dreamt it! Very sad at that missed opportunity, but I guess a drawing will have to suffice for now 

If you're taking requests can you do one where larisaa is trying to have a meeting but fem!reader is under her desk making it hard for her? I love your work! If you're not taking requests that's okay!

Little Brat

Pairing: Larissa Weems x Reader

Word Count: 766

Warning: NSFW, 18+, fingering, eating out, (semi-public)

A/n: Hope you like it!! <3 Sorry it took so long, had so many requests and school started again, that's why so few fics are coming @dontsayshit-saychickenfuck

Larissa had just finished in the bathroom, as she heard someone knock on her office door. She checked the watch and realised that it was already time for her meeting. As she stepped back into her office, you were gone. Or so she thought, so she went to open the door and greeted her guests.

They sat down in the chairs in front of Larissa's desk, and she rounded the table, wanting to sit down. Just as she pulled the chair away, she saw you sitting under her desk, mischievous grin gracing your lips. She sighed, not being able to tell you off, now that her guests were already present.

She sat down, and you immediately grabbed her thighs, pulling her closer to you. She sat on the edge of the chair and voluntarily spread her legs open a bit as she felt you push up her dress. Your hands slowly wandering up her bare thighs. The conversation she was having, felt distant and quiet to you. You ignored it, bathing in her beauty, in her warmth.

As you placed kisses on her thighs, her breath hitched. She tried to hide it with a cough, but it sounded ridiculous. You nearly laughed. You stopped your actions for a moment, listening if someone would say something.

"Principle Weems, are you feeling alright? We can postpone this." You looked up at Larissa and saw her shake her head. She resumed talking about the petition she had made, ignoring the other woman's question.

You wanted to make this really hard for her, she wouldn't easily get out of this. So you stroked over her inner thighs while kissing your way up on the other one. You slid closer to her core, now fully sitting in between her legs.

Her underwear was soaked, you hadn't even touched her yet and she was already desperate for you. You smirked, lightly biting into her flesh. She tensed, not out of discomfort, out of desire.

"I'm sure we'll be able to find a compromise." Her voice was shaky, thinner than usual. If they'd known her well, it would have been unnoticeable that something was wrong. But they didn't, so she seemed normal to them.

Lightly you pulled her underwear down, seeing her shift in the seat to make it easier for you. Placing a mild kiss on her clit, you felt her tremble a little. A moan getting stuck in her throat. So, you tested her a bit. Running your tongue through her wet folds and teasing her entrance with your fingers. She was strong, nothing escaped her. Without warning, you slipped two fingers into her, a desperate moan escaped her. Again she tried covering up with a cough. This try was even more pathetic than the last one.

"Principle, I don't think you're well. Maybe it'd be best if we'd postpone this." Larissa sighed in relief.

"Yes, I suppose so. Thank you for your understanding." With that she grabbed the woman's hand and told her goodbye. She found the way out on her own and the second the door fell close Larissa opened her mouth to say something, but a loud moan escaped instead. You started pumping your fingers into her and your tongue didn't hesitate to start pleasing her.

Larissa gasped for air, surprised by your sudden fast pace. "Oh god, you little brat…" she moaned and shoved you closer to her centre. Her juice spreading all over your chin. She tasted amazing, and you could eat her out all day. Sometimes you even enjoyed it more than being pleased yourself. Seeing her let go and be completely carefree for a moment, made your heart flutter.

You sucked on her clit, reaching up to her breasts with the free hand. Gently you squeezed it, earning another moan from the older woman. You knew she was close, her walls clenched around your fingers and her thighs shut more and more around your face.

"Please, (Y/n)... I'm coming" a guttural, deep moan fell from her lips as she stumbled over the edge. Eagerly you licked up every bit of her juice and slowly pulled your fingers out of her, making her whimper.

"Want a taste?" You held your fingers out to her, and she immediately took them in her mouth, sucking them clean. You stood up and sat down on her lap.

"You little minx. I think I'll have to punish you later." Hungrily she kissed you, and pulled you closer to her.

"It was definitely worth it, love." You winked at her seductive, making Larissa blush slightly before she kissed you again.

love ur writing! was wondering if you could do one where brienne gets jealous? idk feel free to do whatever you want with it !

Mine

Pairing: Brienne of Tarth x Reader

Word Count: 702

Warning: NSFW, 18+, jealousy, eating out, overstimulation

A/n: I made Brienne a little more dominant here, a little different from my usual stories of her. Hope you like it!<3

The evening had been wonderful, you had fun and loved spending time with Brienne. It was hard getting her to open up, but it felt like you were making progress.

It had been warm inside the tavern, so you were desperate for some fresh air and Brienne accompanied you. Together you walked along the river, where it was quiet and no one would interrupt you.

You had your arms intertwined with one another, and you side was pressed to hers. She was unusually quiet, but you ignored that.

"I had such a fun evening!" You beamed at Brienne, but she looked straight ahead.

"I could see that." Her voice was colder, more distant.

"I would have really loved to dance with you, but I respect your wish not to." Brienne shook you off her arm, physically distancing herself from you.

"Well, it seemed the young man you danced with was a perfect fit." Her voice sounded hurt, was she jealous? You stopped walking and looked at her, surprised of her behaviour.

"Brienne, are you jealous?" She stopped and slowly turned to look at you. She opened her mouth, just to close it again.

"It's alright, love. It's cute. But I want you to know that there is no reason to be jealous. The man I danced with was funny, but that's all. It was one dance, I'll probably never think about him again. I don't even know his name. I just have eyes for you." She slightly smiled at that.

"I know, still I don't like people touching what's mine." She got bolder and bolder with every day the two of you were together. At the beginning she was so very shy, always blushing at anything you did or said. With time, she learned to be a little more open, more dominant and sometimes even take the lead. You felt it came with trust, the more she trusted you, the more she opened up.

Playfully anger and lust flickered through her eyes. Roughly she picked you up and carried you back home. Her eyes never leaving your body, wandering over it, to your lips your eyes and back to your breasts. The moment the door of your room closed behind her, she hungrily kissed you dropping you onto the bed.

Her hands, undressed you with ease. She licked her lips, ready to make you moan out her name. Slowly she started kissing down your chest.

"This," she stopped to kiss you left nipple, "and this," she kissed your right nipple, "is all mine. You understand that?" She looked up at you, waiting for an answer.

"Yes, Brienne. I'm yours." She grinned at that, moving down to your stomach and then even further down. Spreading your lips a bit she placed herself between them. With her fingers she ran through your folds, collecting all of your juices. Gently she started rubbing your clit making you moan out at first contact. She placed her other hand on top your lower stomach, as to hold you in place. Desperate for release, which you knew would come fast, you started moving your hips against her fingers.

"Brienne, my love. Please, I need more." You panted between strangled breaths. Her fingers started to move faster, circling your throbbing centre, eager to make you scream. You were close, very close. Brienne knew that, she heard it in your moans.

"Please, I'm coming-" screaming her name and holding onto her hand, you stumbled over the edge. Gasping for air, you tried to come down from your high, as you felt Brienne's soft lips touch your clit.

"Brienne, oh- I can't..." she didn't stop, licking over your bundle of nerves.

"Yes, you can." She squeezed your hand, and moved her tongue faster, starting to suck as well. It was getting too much, you felt the next orgasm roll over you. Your legs started to tremble, and your moans came out strangled.

"Ah, Bri- please- ohh." Gently she licked you clean and crawled up to you. Giving you a light kiss on the forehead, she smirked at you.

"Learned your lesson?" You couldn't say anything, so you just nodded at her. Pulling her closer, you nuzzled into her side, calming down.