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A Larissa Weems x F!Reader three-part mini-fic. Read the first part here: Heat ; (NSFW: Vulgar, Breeding Kink, All That Jazz) (TW: Intrusive thoughts/actions) (The next part will include explicit consent amongst other things. Thank you and enjoy.)
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“That’s a good girl… doing so well for me sweetheart…”
MUMMY... trying this again. I have a request for you, if you'd like. You would make me the happiest person ever if you were to write a coffee shop au for Lucifer (or Jane actually, but idk anything about victorian cafés hahaha - though, maybe... a modern day jane? <.<) <3 love you
hi, darling :))) here it is. a modern jane coffee shop au, chapter 1. enjoy! <3
please don't hesitate to leave me a comment if you feel so inclined, it makes my heart sing! <3 <3 <3
Pairing: Larissa Weems x f!reader
Summary: chapter 1 was a request I received - "Could you write a story about Larissa Weems and a University Student reader? Something 18+. They do the deed in an art museum restroom and the reader gets caught by their classmates because they still have lipstick stains on their neck."
UPDATE: this was not supposed to turn into anything but somehow I dreamed up half a plot so strap in for a good ol' fashioned age gap relationship fic between university student!reader and everyone's favorite shapeshifting principal, Larissa Weems, as they navigate what it means to be Together.
Read on ao3 here or select a chapter below!
part five
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Larissa Weems x fem!reader
summary: Outreach Day is a verifiable disaster - our dear reader is ready to catch Larissa if she falls, and Larissa is falling alright - for reader, that is.
words: ~4k | ao3 link in title
chapter-specific warnings: none really, mostly fluff A/N: I am so sorry that it took so long to update this fic! I had to figure out where I was going with this and plot out the next chapters, and then I was very unhappy with this chapter for a very long time so I have been kind of just sitting on it. This one isn't my Finest work, however, I have done so many editing passes that I decided to just post it. Gotta get the story moving along, you know :')
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A warmth was quickly rising to your cheeks as Larissa spoke.
“Good,” you murmured, working to control your blush. “Because I really like you, Larissa.” Larissa’s eyes flooded with affection and you felt your breath hitch in your chest as she brought her fingertips up to stroke your jaw.
“My sweet one…” She sighed heavily. “If I don’t go now I’m afraid I’ll never leave.” She pulled away with an apologetic smile and rose to her feet. “Perhaps I can steal you away after the ceremony?”
hello officially requesting sex pollen phasma fic as discussed >:)
it's here :))))))) please do not hesitate to leave a comment if you feel so inclined, it makes my heart sing <3333
ohhh, first of all: HIII i adore your writing. The visions fic in particular? easily one of my faves. ("favs, say favs" [i cannot not hear Gwen say that whenever I say/write faves]) Anyway haha, I was wondering if you could maybe write a female potions teacher/ Larissa fic where you borrow the concept of Amortentia and when they brew it in class Reader realises she's utterly and hopelessly in love with Larissa (and maybe Larissa is also there as extra supervision bc it's such a "dangerous" potion?"... and she also smells smth that reminds her of the reader?)
aw thank you so much! favs, say favs hehe that made me giggle :D thank you for the request <3 this was so much fun to write and i hope it lives up to your expectations! ao3 link in title, as per usual.
thank you to @afeatherformills for editing and to @sapphicsbeloved for letting me pick your brain (now you have more context hehe) <3
words: ~2.2k
warnings/content: none really, just kind of fluffy / admitting feelings for each other, kissing
“Who can tell me what we’re brewing today?”
Dozens of arms shot into the air, the students’ curious eyes trained upon the cauldron on your desk. You grinned, knowing the hints you had dropped in last week’s lesson had worked and your students were going to be engaged in today’s little experiment.
“Yes, Bianca?”
pairing: larissa weems x gn!reader
summary: from the second she left, your world stopped spinning on its axis
warnings: grief/loss, angst, more angst, a little more angst, discussion of death, mentions of suicidal thoughts (nothing explicit, a single statement), long-winded but on purpose, little bit of wenclair to breakup the noise, happy ending bc im NICE
note: this one was a bit personal but i hope you enjoy it. sorry for being ia i’m not doing to sexy funky fresh mentally :)
Word count: 2.2k
Author's note: Ok, so that's it! My first ever long(ish) fic for the Larissa Weems cult fandom! @anti-bright-places, thank you so much for this wonderful request. I had a lot of fun writing this one and it was all for you. I hope you enjoyed the ride.
How have you been!? Idk if you have TikTok or seen this trend, but it’s basically where someone is putting on lipstick and it ends up smudging the wrong way and the camera shows another person wiping it away and the other person had a bunch of kiss marks on their face.
I think it would be cute if that could be a one shot with Larissa Weems? It could be that Larissa is putting on the lipstick or the other way around with y/n?
(𝐋𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)
a/n: thank you for requesting this anon i really liked the idea and immediately worked on it (like i'm not working on a couple of fics already) this was too cute.
warning/s: nothing.
Larissa took the compact mirror from her desk drawer and uncapped her lipstick, mindful of your lingering eyes that glimmer with excitement, lips slightly ajar in anticipation.
She started to apply her lipstick wantonly slow. You watched it glide on her lips like butter, painting her lips red. The colour was sensual contrasting the cool, breath-taking big blue eyes. It was so tempting and inviting you couldn’t help yourself but ask for a kiss. Just a kiss. One quick peck on the lips.
“Please?” Her lipstick wasn’t smudged proof, it would transfer to your lips but that didn’t seem to bother you at all and she had seen you proudly walk in the halls of Nevermore wearing the sheer colour on your own lips, unapologetically flaunting it to everyone.
She chuckled and beckoned you to come closer. You complied with unbridled enthusiasm and stood from the armchair in front of her desk. Larissa stood, leaning halfway over her desk and grabbed the collar of your button-down to pull you closer and peck your lips. And as always, you giggled as you attempted to kiss her deeper, ruining the freshly applied coat of lipstick.
Synopsis: You don't quite understand how you ended up playing the role of Blake's girlfriend, but your heart is too invested in the fantasy
Words: 3.6k
Warnings: mentions of homophobia, swearing, mentions of alcohol
You were fucked. It was that simple. There was no other way to put it other than you were completely and utterly fucked.
“Seriously Morgan, why do I have to do it?” you demanded, despite knowing the answer.
“The unsub wants age gap lesbians,” he said, “we’ve already been over this.”
“So send JJ. She’s young and hot and amazing in the field,” you said, wheedling him, “come on, please.”
“Oh no, we’re not doing this. If you can’t handle the heat you shouldn’t be our best undercover agent,” he said.
Ok, here we go, @anti-bright-places, @the-bagel24, @regalbootie, @tundra1029, @thoroughly-confused, @lilsmeaux, @poorwritingandstalecoffee, @alder-saan, @jelly-frogss, @enchantressb, @imean-its-just-me, @lvinhs, @iloveyall-18, @kimiinou, @jeweleegrey, thank you, people, so much, I hope you enjoy!
Word count: 3.6k Authors note: this one took me so long because I was debating causing trouble or playing safe. You can decide which one I chose.
ohhh, first of all: HIII i adore your writing. The visions fic in particular? easily one of my faves. ("favs, say favs" [i cannot not hear Gwen say that whenever I say/write faves]) Anyway haha, I was wondering if you could maybe write a female potions teacher/ Larissa fic where you borrow the concept of Amortentia and when they brew it in class Reader realises she's utterly and hopelessly in love with Larissa (and maybe Larissa is also there as extra supervision bc it's such a "dangerous" potion?"... and she also smells smth that reminds her of the reader?)
aw thank you so much! favs, say favs hehe that made me giggle :D thank you for the request <3 this was so much fun to write and i hope it lives up to your expectations! ao3 link in title, as per usual.
thank you to @afeatherformills for editing and to @sapphicsbeloved for letting me pick your brain (now you have more context hehe) <3
words: ~2.2k
warnings/content: none really, just kind of fluffy / admitting feelings for each other, kissing
“Who can tell me what we’re brewing today?”
Dozens of arms shot into the air, the students’ curious eyes trained upon the cauldron on your desk. You grinned, knowing the hints you had dropped in last week’s lesson had worked and your students were going to be engaged in today’s little experiment.
Larissa Weems x Fem Reader
Warnings: Smut, NSFW, thigh riding, light denial.
Word Count: 1340
Larissa paced back and forth in her office, ranting about some meeting she had with the mayor, hands emphasizing every word she said. You were completely zoned out, replaying a memory of the woman in front of you laid out on the desk completely exposed, loud moans falling from her ruby red lips.
Can you do a Larissa Weems and a Collage Student? They met at an art museum and do the deed in the restroom...
Thank you for this slay request anon! I loved this idea the second I read it, and I desperately needed something fun to write after writing so much angst recently. (And it’s giving Bette Porter, and I love it.) I hope you like longer fics because this one is definitely one of them.
warnings: nsfw minors DNI, legal age gap (mid 20s-44), edging, fingering (r receiving), masturbation, dom!Larissa, sub!reader
word count: 3.6k
a/n: Please imagine whatever painting you like as the one Larissa and r talk about. I didn’t want to be specific about what the piece is because art is subjective, and you all deserve to fangirl to/with Larissa about whatever you’d like to.
The first Friday of every month has long been your favourite day because your local modern art museum allows university students to visit without a ticket. There’s no better way to celebrate the weekend than by wandering through the rooms, looking at the pieces they’re showing and people watching as you go with the usual crowd of stay-at-home moms and their children, elderly couples and a few other students.
Alright, you asked and I heard! Here's Only Pretending Chapter 2 @the-bagel24 you have 24 hours! @regalbootie, @tundra1029, @thoroughly--confused I hope you all enjoy this one just as much ^^ @anti-bright-places you didn't ask but I'm tagging you on your fanfic!
Word count: 3.9k (ooof I did not realise that before)
Hey I was wondering if you'd be willing to write a Larissa weems X reader (smut with a corruption/marking kink). R is a new teacher and is very young (19-21) but is very smart and passionate about what they teach. The only issue is that due to them dedicating so much time and effort to completing their studies early it means they didn't have the typical college/highschool experience.
Larissa somehow discovers r is a virgin and makes it her life's mission to being the one who takes their virginity. Larissa starts flirting with r more which leaves r a stuttering/blushing mess. Eventually they both get what they desire and Larissa is patient letting r try both being the bottom and top. Featuring some nice cuddling afterwards where Larissa whispers to r that their hers and only hers.
thank you so much for the request, anon! i'm so sorry it took me so long to write this, the past weeks have been a bit busy and i wanted to do it justice. i hope the wait was worth it <3 it also got a bit long, oops. ao3 link in title, as always.
warnings/content: nsfw/smut (oral, fingering), corruption kink, marking kink, bit of fluff and cuddling, age gap (teacher!reader is 20)
words: ~4.5k
tags for those who may be interested: @afeatherformills @sapphicsbeloved @scumppa @zephyr-is-tired
Back in school you had always been top of your class, skipping several grades before you had even made it to high school. Thanks to this, you had been able to finish college well before many of your friends had even started, and applied for an open position as the botanical sciences teacher at Nevermore Academy. You’d assumed that being 20 years old and barely older than some of the students would be an obstacle, but apparently you’d made such a good impression on the principal, Larissa Weems, that you’d been hired on the spot.
bestie…. have mercy this WAS SOOO GOOD?????? i’m sweating 😭
Summary: Your holiday gift labelling goes awry, sending a sexy gift to your boss, Principal Larissa Weems.
Author's note: As you can tell from the holiday theme, I started this fic during the holiday season and we're now in the dying days of January, so I had a lot of trouble writing this. I'm not too happy with it, but it did finish it, so I'm going to post it anyway. I'm happy to receive critique because I definitely think it could be better, but you know, be nice about it.
Warnings: 18+, NSFW, alcohol use
