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i would melt in her arms, she's the sweetest :c

👉👈 Larissa/f!reader where reader is too nervous to go to the rave'n because of all the people that will be there so Larissa dances with them somewhere private? Just something cute and sweet and sfw 🙏🙏🙏 I am ravenous for fluffy stuff.

Our Own Private World (Larissa Weems/Reader)

Synopsis:  ^^ Request

Pairing: Larissa Weems x reader (pre-established romantic relationship implied)

Word Count: 500

Warnings: Talk about social anxiety.

Author’s Note: I hope I did this request justice because It absolutely has my heart rn.

Big social events were never something you liked going to. It was just overwhelming. All of the people and the noises made you feel like your head was spinning. So, when Larissa Weems asked you to the Rave’N, you spilled your heart out right then and there.

“I just don’t want to disappoint you. It’s too much for me! I love you, really, so much. It’s just all those people, I can-” You were abruptly cut off and pulled into a hug.

“You don’t have to justify yourself to me.” Larissa said softly. “If it would make you more comfortable, we could have our own little Rave’N. Tuesday night, in my office.”

You pulled back a little bit from the hug. “Just the two of us?” You asked, looking up at her.

Larissa gave an affirmative nod. “Just the two of us. I promise.”

Larissa was good at calming you down and reassuring you. Just her very presence had a tendency to make you feel a million times safer.

You leaned up to give her a peck on the cheek and parted from the hug.

“I can’t wait.”

The agreed upon night came quickly. You put on your favorite formal outfit and knocked rhythmically on Larissa’s office door.

You were greeted with a warm smile, and a single white rose. Larissa tucked the flower into your hair as an accessory. “You look magnificent.” She said, placing a hand on your shoulder.

You couldn’t help but to blush. In the back of your head, you promised yourself to get a nice vase for the flower if it survived the rest of the night. Although nothing could really be as special as the person who gave it to you.

Larissa led your into the office and shut the door behind her. The room was quiet, all except for a turntable playing a gentle melody.

“May I have this dance?” Larissa extended her hand to you dramatically and giggled a little.

“How could I say no?” You took her hand and pressed yourself against her, lying your head on her chest as you slow danced.

The warmth coming off of your partners body made you feel like you could stay here forever, safely wrapped up in her arms. And although you knew that was somewhat impossible, you would damn sure be staying for as long as you could.

“This is more magical than the ‘real’ Rave’N could ever be.” You muttered out contently. “Thank you, for this.”

“Anything to see you smile.” Larissa raised one of her hands to run her fingers through your hair.

You laughed softly. “Well, you don’t have to go to the ends of the earth for that.”

“Is that so?”

“You make me smile all the time. Just by being you.”

Larissa let out a happy sigh. “I couldn’t be more glad about that darling.”

You were never one for dances. But this? This was perfect. No strangers, no nausea inducing lights, no pressure to be presentable. Just Larissa, just you.

the back up story is so sweet and tragic at the same time, i was literally this reading it

Larissa getting mad/jealous of you and Morticia's relationship (friendship) even tho she was the one that friendzoned you when you had asked her out. Cue to Larissa coming up to you angrily and then boom smut 🤷🏻‍♀️

Sorry if this is hard to understand 😅. I really enjoy your writings 🫶🏼

A love like yours.

summary: larissa found love when she met you and she will be dammed if anybody would take you away from her.

pairings: larissa weems x reader

word count: 1.9k

warnings: smut, fluff & angst. Semi public sex, jealousy & possessiveness, some background on reader and larissa relationship.

Morticia laughs, throwing her head back at a joke you had just told her as the two of you walk the halls of nevermore academy together. Larissa fummed, cheeks red with anger and hands clenched into a fist at the sight of you two getting along so well together. She hated this. She hated everything and most importantly she hated the way she could have chosen you, she could have had what Morticia has with you right now if she wasn’t such a coward when you had come to confess your feelings for her a few nights ago alone in her dorm. 

She was stupid to reject you of course. 

Now here she was, looking like a complete idiot watching as you make jokes with her imbecil of a roommate and making her smile like that. She knows how head over heels she is for Gomez, but this just felt like some kind of tortue the universe is putting her up to. All her life she has been rejected by all the boys she’s had crushes on. Larissa got used to the idea that she will forever be alone and that she will never fall in love ever.

Until she met you. 

You were like the sunshine that she didn’t know she needed in her life. You were practically a golden retriever if that was the best way to describe you. She found you more bearable and tolerable than her roommate at least. You didn’t get in her way, you weren’t some obstacle in her life nor a competition of sorts. Everyday you were just there, trying to make her laugh, smile, and instead of letting her heart open out to you, she shut you out, just like she has done with everybody else in her life that’s ever tried getting close to her. 

And now she’s going to lose you to the last person on earth she’d rather have you with. 

Her god forsaken roommate Morticia frump. 

She’s not going to let that happen, not by a longshot. 

–

The next time she sees you is the night before the rave’n. Her blood still boils at the sight of how close the two of you were getting. She didn’t understand. She knows this must be some sick plan used against her to make her life more miserable. 

Or maybe she was just feeling all these pent up emotions that she’s shut off because she secretly wants you too. 

But she was just a coward. 

After debating on how she was going to speak to you again and talk to you through about the rejection, feelings and her being a repressed lesbian and all, she finally decides to put her big girl pants on and get off her bed, out of her dorm, togo find wherever you may be. 

And she has a few places in mind of where she would find you. 

–

On the first day of your arrival at nevermore academy, Larissa had met you in the library after her demonology studies. Larissa needed to find more books for her next exams that were coming up faster than she liked. 

There she meets you, quiet, shy, reading a book on vampires and their history (must have been for vampire studies and outcast History class she thought) most people didn’t really ackloege or speak to the silver blonde, unless it was for more help on their studies or whatever else they used her for with her unique shapeshifting abilities that she hid from everybody. 

You had caught her attention immediately, there weren’t many students who were often seen in the academy’s library despite its many sections of different books of many famous authors (some who even went to this very school as well) as it seemed too “nerdy” or you’d known to be even more of an outcast than you already were. It was stupid, really. She always hated sterotypes of students depending on their background and where they came from and what type of outcast they were. It shouldn’t matter where you come from or who you are, it should matter that everybody should accept you no matter what you are. She should know, as she’s always felt like the black sheep her whole life. 

Especially since Shapeshifters don’t usually live the best life. 

She found you interesting. Like something she can put under a microscope and study you. Every inch of you. Her heart would always beat a little faster every time you were close to her, more than it did when Gomez was around her. She thought she liked boys, she truly made herself believe that, even going out of the way of forcing herself to crush on Gomez who she knew wasn’t even her type. It was that year you came to nevermore that she figured out she was gay. 

And that terrified her. 

–

Soon the two of you became fast friends. Faster than she had expected in the first few months. And her feelings for you became overwhelming, like it was hard to breathe and she was stuck in a crowded room and there was no escape. But then her eyes would meet yours and her mind, body and soul would relax a little again. She would believe that everything would be okay all because you were there, supporting her every step of the way. 

It wasn’t just platonic love she felt, she felt romantic love too. Larissa started picturing her life with you. Getting married, having kids even, buying a big house and the two of you would share a bed together and sleep in bliss. Her imagination has always been a bit wild, her mother would always warn her about that, to not let it get out of control, she was always supposed to control herself, no matter what. But when she met you, she said “fuck it” and started ignoring her mothers voice and started listening to her own, all thanks to you. 

–

It was the summer of the second year the two of you had met and become the best of friends now. Larissa has never had a friend like you before. For that, she was grateful. To have met you, even if she never gets her dream wish of marrying you, she will always love you as a friend still. She was never fond of the holidays, as her parents always had some silly excuse of departing on another business trip that will last for a month or two long. She knew they just didn’t want to see their own daughter and honestly Larissa was glad she was left alone, but after meeting you, she didn’t want to spend her days and nights alone anymore. 

She felt the loneliness kick in. the longing to reach out to you, have you hold her in the night under the blankets, by the fireplace. Kiss her when she cries, kiss her when she’s happy, it doesn’t matter what mood she’s in, she will always crave you. 

Even more like now, as she’s rushing through the halls of nevermore academy to find you, ignoring all the looks the other students are giving you and she hopes you aren’t with morticia or she will scream. 

She pushes through the doors of the academy’s library and her heart swells at the sight of you, sitting in the exact same spot she first saw you in on your first year she had met you. Hesitantly, she walked towards you, her heart hammering against her chest as if it’s going to rip out any second. 

“Larissa, I know you’re there” you said, your voice startling her. You look up, she almost cries when you smile at her. “I wondered when you were going to talk to me again. I hoped that wasn’t going to be our last conversation.” 

“I’m so sorry” she whimpered, feeling her eyes well up with tears threatening to spill. But she’s known for years how to control herself well to not let her cry out like a baby. “I’m sorry for being such a coward, I’m sorry for rejecting you, I’m sorry for everything horrible I’ve ever done to you, just please, don’t leave me.” she practically begs. 

You softened your gaze upon her, now standing up and walking towards her as you use your thumb to wipe a tear away. “What ever made you think that, Mhm?. There is nothing on this earth that will make me leave your side. We will be together, forever, even if you don’t feel the same…” she noticed the way your voice quited at that, the way your eyes avoided hers, Larissa chuckles, cupping your face in her hands as she pulls you in closer, pressing her lips against yours. 

You gasped into her mouth as if you were taking a breath of fresh air. She held you closer and closer, wrapping her arms around yours as you wrapped yours around her neck. You stood on your tippy toes, wanting to meet her height and she smiled into the kiss, her heart thumping loudly in her ears as so did yours. 

When she pulls away so the two of you can breathe, you look up at her like she was your universe and that makes her want to cry again. 

“Does that mean you feel the same way?” you asked, biting down on your bottom lip. 

“Yes. It’s always been you,” she said, breathlessly. 

“Then show me” you whispered against her lips. 

“Show you what?” she asks. 

“Show me how much you want me” you grinned and she raised an eyebrow at you.

“Are you… sure?” 

You nod. 

“I’ve never been more sure about anything in my entire life.” 

With your permission, Larissa lifted you up as you wrapped your legs around her hips and she pushed you up against the table, pushing all of the books away as you sighed into her mouth. 

She wanted to take her time with you. But then again, the two of you were about to hook up in the library where anyone could walk in at any moment. 

For some reason she wouldn’t mind if that happened. 

Her thighs clenched together in thought of being caught in this position with you. 

She dipped her fingers into your pants and through your panties that were already soaked through. She chuckled as you whined, bucking your hips into her. She easily slipped in a finger inside your cunt, moaning at the way your walls tighten around her digit. 

“So wet” she groans into your ear, “don’t be so loud, okay baby? We don’t want anyone to catch us now don’t we?” she said, biting at your ear lobe. 

She wraps a hand over your mouth, hushing you while she slips in two more fingers that had you crying out. She thrusted her fingers in and out of you at a rough, fast pace that she knows you’ll love and you do. Your body burns with pleasure from her touch. Larissa coos as you come with a loud, muffled out moan that she swore was of her name that she wished she heard more clearly. Pulling her digits out that were soaked with your wetness, you watched in a dazed euphoric state, she placed them into her mouth, moaning at the taste. 

“You taste devine, darling” she whispers into your ear, causing a shiver to go down your spine as your cheeks heated up at her words. 

After you both cleaned yourself up, so you wouldn’t look suspicious to others of what you were up to. She kissed you, again and again. And she couldn’t believe that she’s gotten the chance to be able to kiss you every day and night for the rest of her days spent with you.

hi <3 i woke up with a scenario in mind and a lot of questions and heebiejeebies about it so here i am with some headcanons.

could you please for a second imagine what halloween would be like with larissa?

[gn!reader]

⭒i know she gets so excited because not only does she have the opportunity to dress up, but thanks to her powers so to speak, she can also become whatever she wants and look a thousand times cooler than anyone else. she puts on a whole show for the holiday, she loooves to do a performance of the character/whatever she chose, completely sinking into the role for the rest of the day.

what do you think her costume would be? me personally... i can't decide.

⭒which leads me to say for sure that she was a theater girl, a little performer (she told me herself this morning), for that reason she loves to wear funny clothes and put herself in someone else's skin besides her own. she loves acting, that hobby never ceased to be an important part of her life, even as she became an adult with endless responsibilities, she always found a space for this activity.

⭒every year you would do your best to be at least a little bit up to her level, and every year you are vastly outdone by your wife.

she doesn't really care what you decided to wear as long as you feel comfortable and like your outfit, the only thing she truly cares about is the time she spends with you getting dressed up together. when she sees the final product she showers you with compliments, you look ravishing even specially in the most hideous and terrifying costume.

⭒she also enjoys the process of it all, the make over, and she needs to plan everything to perfection, down to the smallest detail, at least one or two months in advance. this in between the little breaks she has from work.

⭒and yes, she does look for makeup tutorials on youtube.

⭒matching costumes is a huge yes for our silver lady.

⭒if you live together, i can say for a fact that she has boxes and boxes stored with a lot of decorations both purchased and also handmade by the two of you in previous years.

making crafts with you relaxes her like you wouldn't believe.

⭒be sure that your house will be full of candy for the children who come knocking on your door trick or treating.

⭒and if you have an out-doors relationship, as the date approaches, you pick out a small antique from the local store that she can use to set the mood in her home, or maybe something made by your own hands, which she appreciates tremendously.

⭒she likes to make a special date with you to go pumpkin picking in one of the pumpkin patches outside of town. your opinion is important to her even when it comes to little things.

⭒she is very versatile and likes to learn a little bit of everything, she is constantly looking for something new to do, so she is a fan of try and making themed cocktails not only for halloween. you can be having dinner in a comfortable silence one night a few weeks before the end of october, and suddenly she'll be talking to you with her eyes glued to the screen of her cell phone, a sweet, excited smile painted on her lips as she tells you she found a recipe that sounds delicious, already scheming what glasses she could serve them in, what cute little thing she could put on them to make them look a bit more spooky.

she has impeccable taste. we all know that.

⭒thrillers and horror movies, a nice bottle of wine, a warm blanket and a sweet cuddle on the couch are clearly your every-single-year special thing.

⭒the party she throws at the academy is simply unforgettable, to say the least. as the perfectionist that she is, she takes care of every little tiny thing until the very last minute, spares no expense and of course, seeing her students and the love of her life enjoy her efforts is more than enough pay for her.

⭒she's a teaser, she talks dirty, but she likes it discreet, classy, something that's not too explicit, but that makes it very clear what she wants to do or do to you. with all this said, halloween dirty jokes are on the table.

⭒if you're not much of a halloween lover, trust me, she'll take it upon herself to turn you into one with everything in her hands, definitely getting her way by having a slightly more... naughty costume to wear exclusively in the privacy of the four walls of her room with you that night.

keep in mind that she gets into the role like a pro ;)

⭒trick or treat kind of role play.

⭒this woman loves to give you a little something that day as if it were christmas because why not?

⭒sometimes she pulls some of her favorite costumes out of her closet and models them for you in the living room, no matter what month of the year it is, just for fun. that's quite a show too as she looks incredibly delighted by the way you applaud every time she changes outfits and gives you a brief explanation of the characteristics and personality of the character she is bringing to life at that moment.

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hope u liked it <3

me the second after reading this

hii! i was wondering if you could right something along the lines of reader being sick and larissa taking care of them, just pure fluff 🫶🏼

Larissa Weems with a sick S/O

Wrote this with a stuffy nose so i'm in theme, decided to make a little oneshot too at the end! I love the cold weather but i always end up sick at least once a year.

TW: None, pure fluff!

This woman will go full on mama bear mode on you the moment you start to feel sick 

Will provide anything you need, you don’t even have to ask 

Blankets, food, cuddles, your favorite show on,  you name it

If you try to do anything else other than resting she’ll glare and command you to go back to bed immediately

She knows she can be a bit overbearing, but she simply wants you to feel better 

If you’re having trouble sleeping she will cuddle with you and whisper sweet nothings in your ears all night 

She will kiss your forehead quite often as an excuse to feel your body temperature 

“The fever is still running quite high. Would you like another blanket, darling?” “N o” muffled under countless other blankets 

Will spoon feed you chicken soup, no buts 

She’s very hesitant about leaving you alone if she has to go to work, even if you insist to her on going Larissa will probably end up taking a week off just to care for you

The prideful side of you wish she didn’t do it but the other is more than happy to have her around so much: plus being spoiled by Larissa was a heavenly experience only you had the luxury to live

When you’re feeling better however shill WILL scold you for not wearing your coat because it “ruined your outfit”, you will not leave the house without it on her watch anymore

“Are you comfortable like this, my love?” Larissa asked while slowly caressing your hair, the shivers had begun to finally slow down and the icy cold sensation your body was experiencing had worn down in her embrace. You were laying on her chest, a warm fuzzy blanket covered you from head to toe.

“Y-Yes, much better now…” Closing your eyes you began to concentrate on her heartbeat, enjoying every single pet you were receiving. Catching a fever right before winter was something you weren’t planning on doing, but at least this curse allowed you to receive the royal treatment by Larissa. 

She kissed your head lovingly, ensuring her comforting presence was noticeable and secure. There weren’t many things she cared so deeply about, other than her school and her students the only top priority in her mind was you; Her sweet little thing.

You snuggled up against her chest, causing her to smile fondly and squeeze you tighter to her. 

“I will always be right here, y/n. No matter what, I will always take care of you.” Larissa whispered in your ear, only later noticing you were finally peacefully asleep in her arms. The comforting news filled her heart with happiness, knowing that you were safe was the only thing she needed to know every night before closing her eyes to join you. 

Larissa placed one final kiss on you, fixing the blanket in order and turning off the lamp next to the bed. 

“Goodnight, my love”

one of my greatest fears is becoming a mother, but if it's with her, i wouldn't hesitate, not even for a second to carry her child in my womb

First Fic! Larissa Weems x pregnant reader

A/N: Hi there! This is my first ever fic and I cannot wait to share my writing! I know it isn’t the best but as a beginner I wanted to try it out. I wrote some Larissa Weems x pregnant reader fluff since I could not find any and I hope that you enjoy <3 Many many thanks and love to @booitsrue​ and @non-binary-frogking​ for helping me edit! 

Larissa Weems x Pregnant Reader

Summary: Larissa comes home after a long day to a pregnant reader and soft fluff ensues!

Warnings: brief nsfw (no smut), fluffiest fluff, pregnancy

Larissa trudged through the front door, finally home from Nevermore; Exhaustion plastered on her face. A new school year has just begun, leaving Larissa stressed with seemingly nonstop orientations and parent conferences. She let out a deep sigh and placed her work materials on the table gently, heels kicked off towards the door shortly after. Making her way to your shared bedroom, she reminisced about you.

Although she always thought of you throughout the day, today she especially missed you. Those soft eyes that gazed at her half-lidded in lovestruck awe, those adorable pillowy pink lips that she could never pull away from, your soft warm skin that she clung to each night and ran her fingertips over. She craved to hear your laugh that never failed to make her smile, your rambling about your hobbies and favorite things, your sleepy morning voice that makes her heart melt and her body warm. You were her sweet angel and from the day she met you, she vowed to love and cherish you like you were the most precious thing on earth. And to her, you were.

—————

As Larissa strode through the bedroom door, she saw you; and her smile grew instantly. There you were, half asleep, and reading a book that she had just bought for you… with your hand resting on the swell of your belly. She still couldn’t believe how lucky she was to have you, her perfect wife, and the soon-to-be mother of her child. Her giddiness got the best of her and she laughed to herself. Your arm holding the book lowers once you hear Larissa, placing the book onto the nightstand. 

“What’s so funny my love? I really missed you today- and thank you for the book! I’m enjoying it quite a bit so far.”

Larissa stepped around the bed to you and leaned down, placing a gentle kiss upon your lips and smiling into it. Once you break apart she explained the reason for her giggles. 

“You just look so precious, my darling. I can’t help but feel so incredibly happy seeing my adorable, pregnant wife.”

At this, your cheeks spread with a rosy blush, and you lowered your head to hide how bashful her words made you. Larissa finds your flustered state rather endearing, overjoyed that she can make you so soft with just her words. She reaches out with her hand and delicately traces your jawline from your ear to your chin.

“None of that sweetheart, let me see those gorgeous cheeks that I just love to make rosy.” 

She tilted your head up with her finger, peering into those eyes that she daydreamed about for hours. 

“You are so beautiful my dear, thank you again for carrying our child. You are practically glowing, pregnancy fits you quite well. I am so blessed and thankful for you my love.”

Your heart melts as you are overcome with love, so much so that you reach up and hold her cheek in your palm; pulling her into another loving kiss. Larissa moans softly into it, reaching down to place a warm hand on your pregnant stomach. She pulls away and kneels down next to your belly, now having grown massive with only weeks away from your due date. She looks from your belly to your face, watching as you grin down at her.

“Do you mind if I lift your shirt love? I want to give our little angel some kisses if that’s alright, but I wouldn’t want your tummy to be cold.” 

You’ve always appreciated the thoughtfulness and care your wife held for you. Larissa may be tall and look intimidating in those heels and professional outfits she wears for work, but deep down she is the most caring and tender woman you’ve ever met.

Her eyes locked onto your face looking for approval, a smile forming when you respond.

“Of course Rissa, please tell her that she needs to stop kicking her poor mama-“ you chuckle lightly “and that if she doesn’t behave, no more stuffies in the nursery!”

Larissa fakes a gasp and turns her head to talk to the growing bundle of joy in your belly.

“Little one, I can’t believe you’ve been so rude to your mother!” she playfully jokes.

She lifts your shirt until it sits just below your breasts and brings her head down to graze the swell of your belly. With a low hum, she whispers into your bump. “Don’t worry my baby girl, I wouldn’t dare deprive you of stuffies; you’ll be too cute to resist.”

Although her whisper was low and hushed, it was still loud enough for you to catch what she was saying. 

“Hey! I heard that Rissa. But I have to agree, she’ll be too cute not to spoil.”

“Speaking of spoiling, how about I hold you until you fall asleep? And maybe rub that cute belly of yours?” 

“Yes please Rissa, come here I miss you” 

“So needy are we? I’m right here darling I’ve got you, let me just put on my pajamas.”

Larissa quickly recovers your belly with your shirt and makes her way to the closet. While she starts to undress, you can’t help but stare at her stunning figure. Pregnancy has made you hormonal and emotional, along with a yearning for your wife’s body constantly. 

Too tired to further your desires tonight, you settled for watching her unclip the black lace-patterned bra that held her cleavage. Her soft breasts come to a rest as she tosses the fabric into the hamper. Next to go are her dress pants and that secret thong that only you know she enjoys wearing under it all. She keeps her back towards you and bends while tugging her panties down her smooth pale legs, so long and soft. Your eyes are then glued to her backside in lust and you catch yourself almost drooling at the sight. Only when she turns to you and winks do you stop looking, reddening but not daring to remove your eyes from her. You see the small patch of hair between her legs and can’t help but clench your thighs together. She lifts one leg and then the next, putting on some fleece pants that she knows you love on her. Little does she know, it really accentuates her ass and you go feral when she wears them. Once her shirt is on and she finishes her bathroom routine, she joins you in bed.

—————

She slips in next to you and immediately covers your body with the plush sheets. She places the blankets over you both to the best of her ability since your bump makes it hard to cover you completely. All the while, you are just keeping your eyes on her and feeling so loved, safe, and warm.

“Okay my dove, time for me to hold you. Come here, pretty girl.”

Her voice is quiet and affectionate, making you so comfortable that you feel sleepy. You shift your body towards hers and turn so that your belly presses slightly over and against her side, and your head is lying on her chest. One of your legs extends over hers and your arm wraps around her waist. She coos at you lovingly and brings one arm around to support your back and the other holds your baby, giving large circular rubs with a delicate hand. She places a kiss on the top of your head and begins to whisper down to you.

“My two angels, I promise to take care of you both and to love you forever. My sweet wife, you are truly my soulmate. I cannot wait to raise our beautiful baby girl with you. Rest now my darlings, time for you to sleep.”

Your eyes grew heavy as the warmth of her body and her words lured you into a state of security and comfort that only she brings. 

“I love you so much Rissa, you are my everything.”

“I love you too dove, sweet dreams.”