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Hello darling! How are you? I was wondering if you're up for writing a Marilyn Thornhill Reader x Daughter one shot or maybe Larissa Reader x Daughter?
hi darling, i’m not really a marilyn fan, but i’ll write you a Larissa one:) and thank you for asking, i’m pretty okay:) aaaand idk if you wanted fluff or angst… but i think it would be a great angst-
Lost in time - Larissa Weems x daughter!reader
characters: Larissa Weems x daughter!reader
warnings: reunion, mother/daughter relationship, mentions of abuse, etc.
As you walked inside of the house in your dirty clothes, you almost gasped. Your mother who was standing behind you was quiet and you were kind of happy about it.
“I haven’t been here for so long…”
“Fourteen years,” your mother spoke up and you turned to face her. The fact you had spent fourteen years in…. in that house made the shivers run down your spine and then you gulped. “Would you like to take a shower or something?”
You looked down at your clothes. A shower was more than needed. Taking a deeper breath, realizing that you were about to start crying, you tried to hide it from her. From your own mother.
“I didn’t mean it like that- Y/n I-“
“It is okay,” you said and wiped your tears. Your mother didn’t know what to do really, so she just kept standing there, opposite to you and watching you cry.
As soon as you leant against the wall in the hall, you took a shaky breath and your mother made a reaplly careful step towards you. It was just few hours ago as you met her at the sheriffs office.
“I am so sorry darling,” your mother whispered into the silence of the hall and you looked up at her. The tall blonde was standing there, in her eyes you saw that she was as hurt as you were.
“Can I- can I get a hug please?” You asked her and Larissa, without giving you any response hugged you. Carefully, but strongly enough to make you feel that she cared about you. She hugged you without any emotion to let you know that she was giving you the space you needed, but there was so much love in that one hug. She hugged you… as a mother hugging her lost daughter.
When you sobbed loudly into her chest, Larissa carefully brushed your back with her fingers. She tried to shush you with a quiet “shhh”, she tried everything but you just continued in crying.
“Nothing will happen to you from now on. I will stay by your side if you want me to. Nothing will hurt you anymore,” Larissa whispered and kissed you onto the top of your head.
“But those men- I- I see them everywhere-“ you sobbed.
“I will protect you. You’ll be sleeping in my bedroom. If you want to. I won’t go to work and I will stay home with you,” your mother promised you and you hugged her the strongest you could.
“Thanks mom,” whispering this only, you pulled away from her. Wiping you cheeks, you hoped that the sheriff didn’t tell her about everything, but when you saw the look in her face, you knew that your mother knew.
“Of course honey. Do you need any help?”
“I just want to shower and sleep,” you told her honestly and Larissa nodded her head. Without taking your hand, she led you to the bathroom and you were really amazed by that the house looked the same as you remembered. Only thing what changed was that the walls seemed to be freshly painted.
All the pictures you remembered were on the wall. On the shelves and on the furniture. Closing your eyes and telling yourself that you’ll take care of it when you’re more ready, you let your mother to lead you to the bathroom.
“Do you need some help?” She asked you softly and you shook your head immediately. You didn’t want your mother to see your body. To see what they did to you. “Okay, here is a towel and… I will bring you some clothes.”
“Thank you,” you said only and with a nod of her head, your mother disappeared from the bathroom.
You looked around, trying to avoid to look into the mirror. You had only jeans on and some jacket which was enough for you. Knowing how your body looked like, you didn’t want your mother to see it.
When she returned to the bathroom, you were still dressed. Larissa just smiled sadly and put the clean clothes down.
“Do you need any help?”
“No, thank you,” you told her kindly and looked at her through the mirror. Your mother nodded her head and walked out, giving you the time you needed.
Not looking at your body, you took a quick shower. You started the warm water and washed your body with the first shower gel you found. Enjoying the scent, you washed the foam off and stepped out of the shower, drying your body.
When you put on the clothes your mother brought you, you immediately knew those were her clothes. The shirt was long enough to cover your thighs, so you didn’t really want to put on the bottoms. You checked your body in the mirror and when you were sure there was no bruise which could be seen, with a sigh you left the bathroom.
“Mom?” You called for her because you didn’t know where to start searching for her.
“I’m here,” your mother walked out of one of the rooms and she was drying her hands with a kitchen towel. When she saw you, she gifted you with a little smile and then she nodded into the kitchen. “I made you something to eat.”
A little smile appeared on your lips and you nodded your head. Your mother led you to the kitchen and when the scent of the meal hit your nose…. it felt like home.
“I hope you like Sheperd’s pie,” your mother smiled and you felt like you would eat anything at the moment. Sitting down to the plate, you took a deeper breath. It had been a while you hadn’t eaten.
“Thank you,” you smiled at her as she sat down opposite to you.
Larissa released a breath. She had you sitting opposite to her. After those years, she finally had you at home. Not knowing a better feeling than that she had at that moment, she was ready to give you everything she could.
#larissaxreader#larissa daughter#larissaweems#momlarissa#angst#fluff#motherdaughter#mother daughter relationship#lostdaughter#sweetlarissa#abuse
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hi i want to ask for pregnant reader and overprotective larissa😇.
thank you.
Big momma
a/n: hi anon! here you go:) tbh i imagine Larissa would be so fucking protective so here she is
summary: larissa comes home after a week in school and immediately makes you rest
“Y/n! I am home!”
Shit.
Your wife came home and you were in the nursery. There was a huge mess on the floor and everywhere near to you. Your clothes covered in paint would tell her what have you been doing and her voice came closer and closer by a second.
“Darling?”
“Nursery,” you said, trying to find out what lie could you use. And then you looked down at your body. Your jeans were all pink from the paint. You didn’t have enough time to change or anything. You had to face her like that.
“What are you doing in there- Y/n!” Larissa raised her voice as she walked into the door and saw you. You gave her the most innocent look you could give her and let the brush fall from your hand. “You promised me you wouldn’t do anything what could hurt the baby! Do you want to loose her? Y/n you can’t-“
Sob. Your sob cut Larissa off and you slid onto the floor, in tears. Larissa kept her mouth shut and she walked over to you, kneeling down.
“Honey i’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that love, I just want you to be careful,” Larissa started apologizing and you kept crying. Fucking pregnancy. “Shh love, I am sorry.”
“I just- I just wanted to help you-“ you kept crying and Larissa pulled you into a hug, not caring about that her silver dress would get all pink.
“I know honey, I know. And you did an excellent work my love. But now I will take you to the bathroom where you will change your clothes and we will rest okay? I’ll finish Isabelle’s room,” Larissa promised and your eyes lit up with happiness.
“So Isabelle? You agree with that name?”
“I’ve been thinking about it in work. And yes, I think it would suit her,” Larissa whispered and then she lowered herself to your belly. “Hello little bean. How have you been today?” She asked from your unborn daughter and she kissed your belly. “You’re going to be our little Isabelle. What do you think about it?” Larissa asked from your belly and placed a soft kiss onto it.
The feeling of her lips touching your belly made you shiver. You loved when she was kissing you but since you knew you got pregnant, you loved even more when she kissed or wanted to kiss your daughter.
“Now I am going to force your mommy to go and change. What should i bring her? What would you like to eat?”
“Oh my god we crave for a watermelon,” you groaned and Larissa looked up at you. She smiled and nodded her head, placing another kiss onto your belly. And then she pulled away and held your hand out for you.
Larissa helped you with standing up and then she kept holding your hand. You were suddenly happy and the tears which left the wet paths on your cheeks were already forgotten. You were about to get your watermelon.
“You sit here and I will prepare it for you. Should I cut squares or triangles?” Larissa asked you as she opened the doors of the fridge.
“Squares,” you told her and Larissa nodded her head.
As she was preparing the watermelon for you, you were stroking your belly and humming a song for your little bean. Feeling how your saliva was collecting in your mouth, you swallowed it and stole a little square of watermelon.
“Oh my god,” you moaned as you felt the taste of it and Larissa gave you another square. You thanked her and ate that one too. “This tastes amazing,” you said with your eyes closed and Larissa chuckled quietly, but still, you heard her. “Don’t do that. I’m feeding our bean,” you said and take another bite of watermelon.
“I know baby. I know. Now give me a bite,” Larissa said and leant forward to take the watermelon you had in your hand and you pulled away from her.
“You would eat this from your daughter?” You asked her with furrowed eyebrows. Larissa sighed and shook her head what made you smile. Knowing that she would like some, you handed a little square out, the smallest even.
Larissa ate her portion and she smiled. Pulling away she was letting you know that you could eat the rest.
“Will this be enough?” She asked you as you handed her the empty bowl. Nodding your head, you swallowed your saliva. “How was it?”
“It was amazing,” you told her honestly.
“I am happy to hear that. Now come, you are going to rest.”
“And you will do what?”
“I will finish the nursery,” Larissa smiled at you and you playfully shook your head. Knowing that she wouldn’t let you help her, you listened to Larissa and stood up, holding your hand out.
Larissa took your hand really gently and you realized how warm her hands were. Letting her lead you to the bedroom, you were quiet all the way there and you were enjoying Larissa’s presence. As you entered the room you two were sleeping in, Larissa sat you onto the bed and you waited there for her. She walked over to the wardrobe and opened it, obviously thinking about something. Seconds later, she had some pieces of clothing hanging over her shoulder and you tried to guess what was it. As Larissa turned so you could see her from the front, you realized that those clothes she chose were some comfy sweatpants.
“Change into this, okay? Then you lay down and read some or watch some film. I will be back soon honey,” she promised you and left her lip print on your forehead after she kissed you. Chuckling quietly, you took the clothes and started undressing so you could put on the clothes Larissa prepared for you. But by then, she was already out of the room and you didn’t call her back.
When you were all finished, you laid down onto the bed, listening to Larissa’s advice. Laying on your back, you had your hands on your belly and started stroking it softly, letting you unborn baby know that she was loved. From time to time, you even looked at your stomach and smiled. But then, something weird happened.
“Larissa! Larissa!” You shouted her name, knowing that she heard you. A response came almost immediately in a form of footsteps and when the doors fly opened and Larissa appeared in them out of her breath, you gifted her with a smile. “Come here. Quick.”
“What is it? Has something happened?” She asked immediately, hoping in that you were all okay. When she approached the bed, your soft hand took hers and you slowly guided it to your belly, letting your hands rest there. Your mind was focusing on your belly and on the feeling you have experienced few moments ago and you were hoping in it happening again. And then, out of sudden, the baby moved once more.
Quiet gasp escaped from between Larissa’s lips. Hoping in this kind of reaction, you looked up at her and saw something in her eyes. The pair of blue crystals was full of love, happiness and also tears. When she made herself comfortable on the bed and held her hand on your belly, Isabelle decided to announce her presence one more time. Closing your eyes and smiling, you felt Larissa’s hand on your belly. As if it was sinking under your skin, you were melting in her touch. And then… the movements seemed to be gone.
Without any words, Larissa laid next to you. Her head was at the level of yours and both of you were looking into each other’s eyes. The look was a loving one. The look you have experienced only with Larissa yet. The corners of her mouth lifted and then she leant forward to kiss your belly. The pair of red lips you could be kissing all day and all night long were on your belly and you didn’t wish for anything else. Every single view of little things like this made you more and more sure in that you were in a good place and your daughter was going to born into a loving family.
“This is amazing. I am excited to be a mum,” Larissa became a little honest and realized it as soon as you raised an eyebrow.
“Didn’t you say in the beginning of our relationship that you didn’t want kids? Or I just made that up?” You asked, seeing Larissa in an uncomfortable situation.
“I love our little bean. And nothing is ever going to change that.”
“I am happy to hear that Issa,” breathing out, you tiredly closed your eyes and let the woman enjoy your company.
#larissaweems#fluff#gxg#writers on tumblr#nevermore#momlarissa#pregnantreader#pregnancy#lesbians#nevermoreacademy#wednesday addams#timburton
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hello darling
can i ask for mum larissa x daughter!reader. the reader confesses that she’s a lesbian and she’s a supportive mum💖
Confession
a/n: hi sweetheart! this is amazing, thank you for this request<3
summary: you confess to your mum about that you’re a lesbian and she tries to help you with stress telling you about morticia
“Mom?” you asked quietly as you saw your mother working in her office she had at home and you were standing in the doors.
“Yes sweetheart?” The tall blonde asked without even looking at you. She didn’t take her eyes off the papers she had laid out on the table and you took a deep breath.
“Can we have a girly talk?” You asked, using a word which made your mother realize that the topic was serious for you. Your mother had set this when you were younger so she knew that you had to talk about something what was bothering you for a long time by now.
“Of course honey. We haven’t had that in a while, what’s wrong?” Your mom pushed the papers aside and you took a deep breath as you took a step towards her in the office. In silence, you sat down opposite to her and settled your hands into your lap.
“I- uhm….”
“Take your time love. I will make some tea is that okay?” You just nodded your head as an answer to her question and your mother walked over to the kettle and prepared two cups. “Black one or some fruit?”
“Strawberry if you have,” you said and swallowed hardly. Your mother started making your tea and she clearly saw that you were really nervous. Giving you time to think about what did you want to tell her, she prepared the two cups of tea and brought it over to her table.
When your mother sat down and placed your tea down, you knew you had some time with her. Without looking up at her, you swallowed.
“Mom… how did you feel about Morticia when you were at my age?” You asked about the theme your mother didn’t really like to talk about with you. Looking up at her, you saw her frowning at you.
“Is there something happening with Wednesday? Is she mean to you?”
“No mom… i just… you and Morticia had a- thing. How did you feel?” You asked, without giving any hint to your mother.
“Well… she was there for me every time I needed her. She was my roommate, she helped me with the homework, we spent every afternoon together. Her presence made me feel happy and she was happy with me too, until her father didn’t make her marry Gomez - Wednesday’s father.” Your mother explained and you nodded your head preparing yourself for the upcoming questions.
“You were in love with Morticia. Right?”
“Yes honey, I was. But her family made her marry Gomez,” the taller blonde said and you nodded your head. “Why did you ask?”
“I think I have a thing for someone,” you whispered quietly and in the following second you became that nervous you could almost hear your blood in your ears. When you became brave enough, you looked up at your mother, finding her smiling softly.
“Mhm?”
“Mom… uhm… I think I like this girl…” you said and looked at your mother. She was listening to you carefully and she let you speak. “She is very nice and she pays attention to what I say, she has her own style and doesn’t let anyone to tell her to change and… yeah…” you started explaining.
“And who is that girl?”
“Mom… it’s- it’s Enid Sinclair,” you confessed and appeared in a really uncomfortable silence. You didn’t know if you should’ve looked up at your mother or not. But when you did so, you saw her smiling and your worries about your mother not accepting you because of who did you like were suddenly gone.
“You like Enid?”
“Yeah-“ you breathed out and looked her into her eyes. Your mother smiled and looked down at her hands she was playing with by then and you hoped in that she wouldn’t make a problem of it by then.
“And have you made any move?”
“How do you mean it?” Frowning and tilting your head to the side softly, you asked.
“Spending time with Enid. Complimenting her outfits, being opened to her…”
“Well,” you shook your head no after a little thinking and your mother sighed.
“So you don’t know if she likes you back?”
“I don’t,” you agreed with her and your mother let out a quiet hmm. You took a sip of your tea and closed your eyes, quietly hoping for some advice from your mother about what should you do. When she didn’t say anything, you kept quiet too and started thinking about the blonde girl.
“You should do what I told you. Let her know that you see her more as a friend,” your mother said and you looked her into eyes, scared.
“And what if she doesn’t like me back the same way I like her?”
“And what if she does?” Your mother asked you back, making you even more unsure than you were.
“And what if-“
Knocking interrupted you and the doors opened suddenly. You looked back at the doors and your heart skipped a beat as you saw the blonde girl who has been playing with your head and your heart.
“I am sorry- Uhm- I didn’t mean to interrupt, I was just searching for Y/n- I am sorry I will wait until you’re not finished and- I will wait for you in our room-“
“Miss Sinclair, it’s alright. Y/n wants to tell you something anyway. I will be right the next doors girls,” your mother stood up and you couldn’t believe what did she just do to you. Looking her into eyes, you saw how she smirked and even winked at you. After that the principal of the Nevermore academy walked to the doors and left you two alone in the room.
“So? What did you want to tell me?” Enid asked and she swayed back and forth on her toes, her hands behind her back.
In your mind you were cursing your mother but you managed to make a smile and you looked down onto the floor.
“Uhm- I just- I have something to tell you…”
“And what would that be?” Enid asked you and she smiled as wide as possible.
“Uhm… I- I have some feelings for you a-and it’s making me really nervous. And my mother just made this up so she basically threw me into water and I don’t know how to swim-“
Enid smiled at you what made you shut up. You swallowed really hardly and you felt yourself being about to cry when Enid spoke up.
“You are so poetical… since when?”
“Only when I’m like really nervous,” you confessed and Enid smiled. She stepped closer to you and that made your heart skip another beat.
“Well, I guess I have something to tell you too. I like you as well!” Enid said and her voice went up at the end of the sentence.
Your whole world twisted with you and you didn’t know what to say. The girl you liked, liked you back. Catching yourself smiling, you brushed it away with a cough and that was the moment. when your mother entered your office.
“Sorry girls, I will just take my phone and- oh-“ your mother whispered when she saw you in tears. Enid stepped back from you and that was the moment when you realized that she was standing too close. “I’m not even here anymore-“
“It’s okay principal Weems,” Enid said and your mother looked at you. Nodding your head you let her know that she could trust Enid and your mother left from the room with a smile on her lips.
“Thank you.”
“Thank you,” Enid repeated and her smile made you feel all warm inside.
#larissaweems#fluff#gxg#writers on tumblr#larissa#enid sinclair#wednesdayseries#timburton#yn#ynxenid#morticiafrump#morticiaaddams#gomezaddams#momlarissa#daughterreader#readerxenid#lesbian relationship
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I am not your kid?
warnings: angst!, mentions of adoption, argue, hurt/comfort, mentions of death!, etc.
Your chin dropped as you were sitting on the couch. It was comfortable but not comfortable enough to make you feel safe. Your eyes were fixed on the paper and your breathing got heavier.
You just found out that you are a werewolf.
Knowing that it couldn’t be true, you let the paper fall onto the table in front of you and you pulled your knees to your chest, resting your chin in the valley between them. If you were a werewolf…. Your mother couldn’t be a shapeshifter.
Listening to the wall clock ticking, you got lost in the silence. Silence was nice, yes, but the thoughts which were rushing through your head, those weren’t that quiet.
You didn’t even know if your father was a werewolf or not. You didn’t know him. Decided to find out who your father was, you started searching for another papers which would help you find out what was happening at that moment.
The clock was ticking. You looked up at them and realized that your mother would be home soon. Searching for the papers in rush, you didn’t care how did it look like in her office which you were in at that moment.
You tried the drawers. You tried the wardrobe. Searching for something what would give you a little hint about who your father was.
Almost giving up when you didn’t find anything, you sighed and sat onto your heels in front of the wardrobe. Closing your eyes and trying to think where could you find something what would help you, a little light bulb lit up in your head.
Your mothers secret drawer in the wardrobe.
You opened the doors again and took out everything what was in the way. Seeing a little key hole in the back of the wardrobe, you almost cursed. You needed the key.
Closing your eyes, you sighed. You knew that you wouldn’t get into that little drawer even if you wanted to. Turning around, you decided to give up on it, when you looked at the mirror.
The key had to be behind the mirror.
You walked closer to it and moved it aside. To your luck, you found the key you were searching for. Taking a deep breath you were prepared to find anything what was on your mind, but somehow it felt weird.
With the envelope in your hand, you sat onto the couch. Closing your eyes and breathing out quietly, you were trying to get ready for anything you could possibly find there. Your father was a werewolf and your mother was a shapeshifter.
With a slow movement of your fingers you opened the envelope. Realizing how shaky your hands were, you took a deep breath before unfolding the paper. Your eyes got fixed on the words and your breath disappeared.
Y/n, Y/l/n, (siren)
Your jaw dropped. Looking down at the bottom of the paper, you recognized your mother’s signature. Well… she wasn’t your mother.
Breathing through the informations you just received, you felt that you were near to crying. Your breathing got a lot faster and tears started filling your eyes. And then, in the worst moment possible, there were keys in the keyhole. Someone was getting in.
You immediately looked there and when you saw the tall blonde, you sobbed. She had to hear you because she looked straight at you as she turned around and her eyes widened in shock.
“What’s wrong sweetie?” Your mum asked you and then she looked around. The wardrobe opened. The paper in your hands and the envelope on the table. “Darling?”
“You- you are not-“ you started and watched her face drop. “I am not your kid?” Asking her on the edge of crying, you waited for your answer. The high blonde mad her way to you and she immediately knelt, taking your hands.
“How did you come up with this love?”
“I know I’m adopted. I know it. I’m a siren, you’re a shapeshifter and dad- he’s a werewolf!”
“Darling I-“
“I am not yours. Am I adopted mum?” You asked her and the woman opened her mouth but didn’t say anything so she closed it again. She bowed her head, and breathed out.
“Darling I wanted to tell you. When you would grow a little more and understand the situation-“
“But- you could’ve told me. You’re a stranger,” you whispered and you saw how it shocked your mother.
“Darling-“
“Where are my parents?” You asked and your mother bit on her lower lip.
“They- Y/n…”
“They what?”
“They died in a car crash,” she said quietly and you gasped. Not knowing how to control your emotions you sobbed loudly and rushed out of the room, leaving all of the papers in there. “Y/n!”
You ran straight to your room and locked yourself inside. Sitting down with your back leant against the doors, you were making sure no one could go inside of your room.
“Y/n, please open the doors,” your mum knocked and you shook your head even if she couldn’t see that. “Y/n, please-“
You didn’t answer her. You were sitting in the room on the floor quietly, the only sounds she could hear were sobs.
“Y/n, I am here for you, we can talk about it,” she said softly and the offer of talking about your parents made you look up. You slowly stood up and turned to the doors. Opening them, you met your mothers face. You saw her teary eyes and you breathed out quietly, a sob escaping you.
“I- I am your mum’s dear friend. When she… when they crashed the car with your dad, we talked before it. She wanted me to meet you and make me your godmother.”
You swallowed hardly. Your eyes filled with tears again and when the woman opened her arms to hug you, you immediately fell into her arms.
“Why- why di-didn’t you tell me?” You asked from her still crying. When a comforting hand started brushing your back, you exhaled loudly.
“I- I don’t know darling. I wanted to tell you but a little later. I didn’t want you to find out like this,” she said and from the tone of her voice, you knew that she was totally honest with you.
You were hugging each other in silence. Tears were escaping from your eyes and you were hiding your face in her chest.
“I’m sorry-“ you said when you pulled away from her and you cried your tears. Not looking at her, you kept just standing there in the room.
“I am sorry darling. I should’ve told you,” Larissa said with an exhale and you looked up at her.
“Can you- can we…. Talk about them? What were they like?” You asked quietly, not sure if she wanted to talk about it. But when Larissa smiled and nodded her head, it felt like something was squeezing your heart. You realized that you were too hard on the woman.
“I will just go and get some napkins okay? Would you like something to eat?”
“Thank you. And some fruit would be nice,” you said and Larissa nodded her head. Leaving from your room, you knew that she would be back in short time. Until then you sat onto your bed and pulled your knees to your chest.
When Larissa returned, you both sat onto the bed. She started the whole talk, she was careful and she was choosing her words. You were listening to her carefully and the whole talk ended up with both of you crying.
“I am so sorry love. I love you as my own, I am sorry I didn’t tell you earlier,” Larissa said after few minutes of silence and you swallowed.
“Can we go to the cemetery sometime?”
“Of course we can love,” Larissa breathed out and she hugged you. You hugged her and sobbed into her chest. “I am sorry love. I am so sorry,” she breathed out and you didn’t say a word back. You kept hugging her, knowing that the following few days will hurt.
#fluff#larissaweems#writers on tumblr#nevermoreacademy#nevermore#morticiaaddams#angst mentions of death#car crash#argue#momlarissa#aunt Larissa#crying#adoption
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