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Heyyy, love your writing!

It’s a bit specific but I was wondering if you could do a Larissa x reader fic where reader takes antidepressants but stopped taking them for whatever reasons then decided to start taking them again and gets really bad serotonin syndrome as her body gets used to the meds again? And Larissa is just concerned. Like just a cute fluff kinda type vibe???

Much love and take care x

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Serotonin Syndrome - a potentially fatal drug-induced condition caused by too much serotonin in the synapses in the brain. This is caused by a medication or mix of them building up high levels of serotonin.

Signs and symptoms include: restlessness, insomnia, confusion, rapid heart rate, high blood pressure, dilated pupils, loss of muscle coordination, twitching muscles, muscle rigidity, nervousness, sweating, nausea, blurred vision, feeling like you're in a dream like state

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The covers gave you no comfort tonight - fabrics and scents you usually melted into only stuck to your skin like static. The darkness of the room was casted away by the welcomed silver light of the moon, but the clouds at the edges of your vision only fed restlessness and frustration to you by the spoonful as you turned over for what felt like the thousandth time that night. Your body felt stiff, stuck, tired as you continued to beg it for some rest.

You were back on your antidepressants after long days of contemplation. You didn't think it would be this hard, things never seemed this hard.. The blankness, the dullness that compressed your mind being oh so silent yet all too loud at the same time - the overwhelming presence and lack of your thoughts that stood stationary at the front of your mind pressed on with no will to stop. Your body felt heavy, your bones carrying an ache you wished to forget.

You moved to her side of the bed, bringing your knees close to your chest as you inhaled small pieces of her perfume. For how exhausted you were, the rapid hammering of your heart only served as a reminder of how much longer you could be awake tonight. The pounding in your ears didn't settle no matter how hard you tried to calm your breaths, and the constant inhale and exhale was taking much more out of you than you'd like to admit. You moved the covers off of your body, upset at the layer of sweat that covered your skin, and forced the cool air of the night to shock your system.

As waves of goosebumps appeared across your skin and shivers ran through you, your eyes wandered over to the golden light seeping in from underneath the bedroom door. Your lover sat beyond those walls, a goddess of comfort, a source of haven that you were so grateful to have. You longed to forget this heavy feeling. Running your hands over your legs, you thought of the comforting warmth that sat just past those doors, the gentle kisses, the softest touches, the sanctuary that was just feet away.

You breathed in through your nose, feeling the air swirl in through you until you felt your lungs max out, hoping that the action alone would calm the newfound pit growing in your stomach, and stood as you pushed the air out of your mouth. The long night had slowly turned into a dream to you, the chill you felt under the moonlight only adding to the pull that the golden glow gave to you. You felt weightless as your feet sunk into the rug underneath you, yet the weight in your chest was ever present the closer you got to holding your hand out towards the handle.

Wood, dark and ancient and carved and worn - the only thing that separated you from something you wanted so badly, from someone you wished to melt into. The doorknob shocked your fingertips as you took hold of it, the small spark of light being enough to cause your heart to rage on again. Your lips formed into a thin line, your mind blanking as the sudden thought of going back to the bed faded from your mind - you pushed forward.

The heavy door creaked as it moved, showing its age as your wish to walk into her presence quietly slipped away from you. Your mind acknowledged the fact that you had entered the space completely, but you couldn't help but feel disconnected from yourself - knowing that you had entered a new room, touching the cold planks under your feet, feeling the heat from the roaring flames greeting your side, yet not knowing if you were truly awake.

The door to your shared quarters shut with a click, and your eyes slowly made their way to the concerned figure presented at the desk. Her hair was pure white as the moonlight guided though each strand, but the flames that burned in front of her painted her features in a caramel hue. Her eyes, capsules that carried the ocean in their blues, wandered over your tired figure in growing worry - gliding over your wrinkled, oversized shirt, to the fidgeting of your hands, to the small heaves of your chest. She took in every ounce that you offered her, and damn did she read it all like a book.

"Darling.. Is everything alright..?" Her voice cut through the air like a hot knife to butter, her accent coursing through the room and wrapping you in its safe hold, the love, the worry dripping from it completely unhidden from your soul. It was hard to focus, your eyes moving in slow, blurred circles around the room that made the cloudy edges of your vision ever more present.

"U-Um.." You didn't mean for your voice to crack, didn't mean for it to break and weaken and fade out and run from you since you never wanted anyone to worry, since you never wanted her to worry… But you were hers.. and she was yours, so she knew the truth without asking.. So of course at the first sound of your voice escaping your lips in such a small way she was already up to her feet.

The soft pads of her heels stepping onto the large rug beneath her desk soon faded into heavy clicks against the dark wood floor, growing louder until they stopped in front of you. Her fingertips, gentle and soft with their touch, traced over the curves of each of your wrists. They circled around and traced their way up your arms, the touch grounding you and bringing you back to her.

Your eyes slowly focused on hers as one of her hands came to rest on the curve of your waist, the other moving to cup your cheek. It was easy to melt into her touch, to melt into the present when you were with her. Her thumb traced back and forth against your cheek as her eyes jumped from every little bit of your features, scanning your face with a quiet worry.

It was like your body allowed everything to crumble as you stood there in front of your love, the adoration and true care that radiated from her being all it took to let your true exhaustion show. A shaky sigh left you as your body felt heavy again, and your eyes, now glossy, finally opened again to meet hers.

"Darling..?" You didn't know if it was the way her thumb stopped moving against your cheek as she saw the true emotion in your eyes, or the way that her other hand sprawled out to touch more of your skin, or the way her voice got evermore quieter as she looked at your fragile being, but a choked sob broke through you with no restriction.. then another.. and another.. and suddenly you found the stream near impossible to stop.

"Oh, my love.. Come here, darling - I've got you, I promise.." Her voice lifted you into her trance, safe and warm, as she pulled you into her arms. She pressed small kisses against your hairline, her hands tracing patterns along your back as you pressed into her. Your hands were quick to grab onto the fabric of her dress, holding on as though your life depended on it, to find some sense of reality again. Your crying was quiet, yet wrecked your body with a release it needed as your tears soaked into her grey dress.

You listened as her rapidly beating heart came to a slow, the rise and fall of her chest becoming an easier task to follow as she asked you to breathe with her. Soon, the lightness that you were missing, that you seemed to be begging for, rose to your chest, your breaths matching and mixing together as the fire crackled on next to you, as the moon grew evermore present in the sky.

You felt her pull away, but before you could move, her rose painted lips were pressed against your forehead. It was gentle, full of adoration, full of pride… A blush was quick to grow on your cheeks as you watched the goddess pull away to meet your gaze, the smallest of smiles coming up to curl her lips. She understood every part of you, and seeing her acknowledge something so small yet so hard for you only made love settle in your chest.

"Why don't we get to bed, hmm?" You knew it wasn't a question, especially when she saw the exhaustion in your eyes, the heaviness in your stance, especially when the release you had just overcome started to present the toll it really took on you.

She was an easy woman to follow, a better one to try to please, so when her hand glided over to the small of your back with a small push towards the bedroom, it was as though your legs moved on their own. The haze that was over you was different than the one you had felt when you left the room, and you were so grateful that she was able to help you change that with just her company alone.

Your body sunk into the mattress, the foam latching onto your limbs and pulling you into it's welcoming hold. The covers were cold as she pulled them over you, something you appreciated when your head met the pillow. Your eyes were quick to close, the weight of your lids making itself known, but you still tuned into the rustling you heard throughout the room.

Just as the small sounds became white noise to you, they stopped completely and nearly prompted you to open your eyes, but the opportunity was taken away when you felt the mattress dip on the other side of you, replacing a hope with a lovely fact. Arms, hushed and secure, were quick to wrap themselves around you after you felt her body settle. You turned in her hold, your own arms coming to rest on her waist as you buried your head in the crook of her neck, your fingers lightly tracing the expanse of her porcelain skin.

The lingering smell of her perfume filled your lungs, and the soft hum of her heartbeat was something easy for you to sink into. Her hand pushed underneath your shirt, smoothing over the skin of your back and traced mindless patterns there. With another sweet kiss to your head, her voice, low yet soft, rang out in the new lightness of the room, "Sleep well, you sweet thing.. I promise, I've got you.."

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𝐚/𝐧: CRYING SOBBING BANGING THE WALLL

I LOVE WRITING LARISSA FLUFF COME ONNN

this one was very healing for me to write. i've been feeling a lot of emotions lately as i've forced myself to work through things and being able to have something like this was really helpful.

larissa is a comfort character to a lot of us, and i am so honored that someone trusted me to write something that can be so personal sometimes. we all need a person like larissa sometimes

im so sorry ive been mia LMAO so much is going on. im officially a double major (yippie lol) and im looking for a house with some friends and its midterm season andddd i increased my hours at work aaannnnddd ya know life LOL

BUT

im glad you all are so understanding <3 it warms my heart when you all still think of me or mention me because this is a really nice part of my life that i am soooo grateful for :)

here you go anon :) sorry it took so long - thank you so much for your patience <33 i hope you liked it!

xx,

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𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: (tagged anyone who asked/wanted to be on the "all works" taglist)

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daydream-cement · 10 months

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Watching (NSFW)

Larissa Weems x Reader

Larissa pleasures herself while you silently watch.

Author’s Note: Thank you to everyone for the birthday wishes! I love you all so dearly. This community means so much to me. A little smut for you all. Muah Muah.

The sounds of small huffs and moans emanated from Larissa’s office. You weren’t familiar with the sweet sounds, but you were sure they sounded as if someone were pleasuring themself.

“Shit- Ah-ah… Fuck… Ugh- Sh- I- Ahhh…”

The moans from the office sounded so pathetic. They were the cries of a woman so close to orgasm, but the final tipping point alluded her. If you weren’t mistaken, it sounded almost as if an animal in heat was caged inside the office from the nature of the grunts and growls.

Grasping the doorknob, you slowly turned the handle and pushed against the wood ever-so-gently, not wanting to disturb the scene unraveling within. It felt so wrong, but your deepest urges compelled you to peek inside. Your breath caught when opening the door revealed Larissa with her back facing you, clad in only a bra and desperately rutting against a pillow in front of the fireplace. She sat up straight with her face tilted towards the ceiling, her back arching when she guided her hips to hit just the right spot.

Your name tumbled from her lips, broken and strangled by her pathetic moans. Her hands clutched the pillow; you could see her knuckles turning white from the unrelenting grip. The pacing of her beautiful hips rocking against the pillow demonstrated just how badly she needed this orgasm, just how badly she needed you.

While you felt compelled to intervene to help her finish herself, it was far too delicious of a sight to watch her rut like a wild animal to interrupt.

“Sh- I- I- Ohmygod… Fuck! Ughh.. Uh… Ah- Ah- AH!” Her body doubled over when she started hitting just the right spot, her torso revealing the soft folds of her stomach and her thighs offering a slight jiggle that was so pleasing to the eye. Her hands flew to brace herself against the plush carpeting, fingers clawing into the rug as she tried to ground herself.

It made you hunger for a taste. How you wished to leave love bites across her body. How you wished to take the pillow’s place and have her rut against your tongue.

Your mouth went dry when her desperation led her to collapse face forward onto the bed and shove her hands between her legs. Much to your dismay, the rug muffled much of her cries, but you were soon rewarded with the sight of her long fingers dancing around her clit.

The fireplace illuminated her body in the most incredible way, the firelight licking across her body in such a way to make you jealous. Only if it was your tongue dancing its way over her skin like that. Your eyes flickered about Larissa’s ass. It should be covered in all shades of love bites. Someone should be worshiping her body like the divine altar it was.

Next your eyes fell to her dripping sex. The sheen of her juices coated her fingers and her pussy lips were spread revealing the most beautiful cunt you had ever laid eyes on. The bit of thigh nearest to her pussy was also glistening with her desire, evidence that she had been working hard for this orgasm.

You could see the soaked spot on the pillow. God, you wanted a taste. What you would give to bury your face in that pillow and touch yourself until your own climax. With a firm grip on the doorknob to support yourself, you pushed a hand beneath the waistband of your pants and underwear to relieve yourself of the throbbing between your legs. You imagined taking the place of her fingers, pushing your tongue through the folds of her cunt and gathering her tangy cum on your tongue.

Her fingers rubbed wildly against her clit, creating a slick sound when her fingers ran across the juices flowing from her hole. She turned her head, pressing her cheek deep into the rug and revealing her moans to the office once more. Your name fell off her tongue once more, only now her voice was a higher pitch. Never had you heard your name sound so wonderful.

With a forceful and swift movement, Larissa plunged two fingers into her cunt, fucking herself relentlessly. Her voice became aggressive and gravely. “Fuck me. Oh, fuck me… Fuck me, Y/n! Fuck me!”

Her pussy ran like a waterfall, her juices coating her fingers to the knuckle and dripped onto her palm. Larissa was desperate for you, picturing your face and fingers ravishing her cunt with a ferocity that made her dizzy. The wet noise of her sweet cunt made you even more desperate (if that were even possible) for a taste. Why couldn’t you be the one pleasuring her?

Larissa continued pounding herself, the force and pace increasing to the point in which you could hear the slap of her hand against her pussy and the squelch of cum lubing the way for her fingers. This was perverse. You shouldn’t be watching any of this, but the mesmerizing sight and sound of your name on her tongue kept your feet in place and your hand working feverishly against your clit.

She sounded close as her voice increased in pitch. You weren’t privy to the feeling of her cunt clenching around her fingers or the way cum gushed onto her palm, but dear god you wished you were.

When Larissa came, she turned her face into the carpeting and let out a long strangled groan. Her body remained still for a few moments, fire still illuminating her skin that now glistened with sweat. Larissa’s shoulders relaxed into the rug, driving her hips higher into the air. Her thighs trembled and she released a breathy whimper as she pulled her fingers from her cunt.

The shapeshifter’s entire hand seemed to be glistening and the pads of her fingers were pruney from being in her drippy cunt for so long. Your mouth gaped when she pulled her soaked fingers to her mouth, her tongue darting from her ruby lips to lick herself clean.

From her filthy way of cleaning herself up to the position she remained in with her ass held high and pretty cunt on display, you quickly pushed yourself over the edge. You swallowed your moan by holding your breath as your thighs clenched around your hand.

With your mind cleared after your orgasm, you quickly realized you would soon be caught if you didn’t leave the doorway of her office immediately. You pulled the door shut and closed it gingerly, holding down on the handle so Larissa wouldn’t be able to hear the click of the door. From there you quickly dashed away from her office, knowing you would return to your rooms to relieve yourself once more, only this time in bed, fully undressed with a vibrator pushed against your clit.

Eventually Larissa pushed herself up off the floor, and cleaned herself up. She redressed and fixed her makeup in the little bathroom attached to her office. It wasn’t until after she tidied her office and collected her belongings that she noticed her office door had been unlocked the entire time.

Good thing no one walked in on me, Larissa thought to herself as she walked from her office, locking the door behind herself.

On her way to her private quarters, the shapeshifter heard the familiar ping of her phone, absentmindedly smiling to herself when she saw it was a text message from you:

Dinner tomorrow night? My place?

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