She's Feeding Us So Well

she's feeding us so well 😭

please look at the size of her phone compared to her hands i'm melting 😩😩😩

incorrect stranger things

i can't

My Lady of The Four Decades || Larissa Weems x Reader

A/N: Inspired by @zafirosreverie and their story, thank you for the comfort you bring to me, I wanted to make this in honor for Gwendoline as well, You are beautiful queen (If ykyk)

You thought she was falling out of love.

The past days have been tortuous to say the least, it felt as if your girlfriends wanted to see you less and less. It started off simple, she'd miss a few chances to kiss you, or she'd not greet you along the halls, you brushed it off as being busy, but after she had seemed to completely ignore you or avoid you, your heart started to crack bit by bit.

Maybe you were overreacting, you told yourself, over and over, but you couldn't help but wonder if she had loved you the way she had the day you confessed, it seemed so different now, it wasn't as lively or energetic since your date a few weeks ago.

And you fear it may be your last.

You made your way to her office, hands sweating and tears brimming your eyes, you couldn't take it, you were at your breaking point.

Hands pushing the door with a low creak, you made your way to her desk, a pang of sadness hut your heart as she didn't even look up to acknowledge you when you called out her name.

"Rissa, are you okay?" you asked.

Silence.

"Riss please. I'm worried for you." you tried.

She was ignoring you.

You let out a sniffle, wiping at your eyes fiercely, she seemed to perk up, finally paying attention.

"Please Riss! What hapoemd to us! W-We used to be so in love! I... I don't get it, is... Is it me?" you begged.

Her hands pushed her up as she stood, her figure towering over you, yet she seemed frail, as you look into her eyes, you see fear and regret, coating those crystal blue eyes.

"No! NEVER! That's not what it is-"

"Then what is it!??!" you pleaded, "Please! You're scaring me-"

"It's me!"

You paused.

"I love you so much, but... How could you love me back?" she asked, tears flowing from her eyes," I'm an old hag, you deserve someone better, better than me."

She wanted you to be with the best of the best, she isn't satisfied that you settled for her, she knows she isn't the number 1, Morticia proved that long ago, she'll never be good enough, especially especially for you.

She apologizes profusely, head buried in your hands, you stare at the woman in shock, but you don't hesitate as you hands graze across her face, wiping away her tears.

"My lady, My lady of the four decades." you whisper softly.

"Lady of the four decades, your figure is no longer that of a fifteen year old, but your eyes still hold the same fiery gaze."

Your hands slide towards hers in a gentle embrace, it's reassuring to her, her sniffles slowly disappearing.

"Lady of the four decades, you need not to show your figure behind a neckline, your figure is beautiful, and time shall never wither your sensual touch."

Kisses on her forehead always calmed her down, so you pecked her temple lightly, over and over.

"How I dream of my lady, and your aged grace, how your tender caress feels along my skin, I love you my lady, and how do I show."

She smiled at you softly, hands embracing you in a blanket of warmth.

"That I can still love you, though ten years younger."

i need her

i mean...

neither david harbour nor santa claus have ever been more fuckable than in violent night

i just woke up and i'm already swimming in this sea of love, my heart is melting i- kfnwlfmskfwjfw 🥹🥹🥹

Part 3 of the larissa x reader pls

I can't stop re-reading it

tehehehe here it iss!!!!!! <3

Oh, hello. Pt 3

Larissa Weems X Fem!Addams!Reader

(Slight) frenemies to lovers

3/4. not proofread, english is not my first language - formatting might look weird on some devices

Some parts of the canon changed/altered

Lots of fluff. 🥹 shorter chapter than usual (1.4k ish )

“ Are you okay?”

The abrupt shift in tone from aggressive to a delicate, even frightened tone left (Y/N) unsure of how to react. She began to wonder: What if Larissa experienced the same need that she did? Could they ever regain their former state, possibly even getting even closer than before? It made (Y/N) tremble, "I wasn't hurt, I was just a little queasy. I apologize for skipping the meeting” As Larissa's chilly hands approached her face to wipe away a single tear that had started to fall down her face, she added, making up the reason on the spot, her voice quivering. Larissa had no idea why she did it; yet, a bigger force had taken control of her. This force was her love for the other woman who was bundled up in front of her, and seeing her brought back all of their shared memories—both good and bad—from the past. Both women agreed deep down that it was time to address their problems because they couldn't continue in this manner. They yearned for the other's confidence, to have each other in their lives again; a friendly face amongst a crowd, a shoulder to cry on, a true friend- perhaps even more....

"Larissa." "(Y/N)."

They both said at the exact same moment, laughing at their timing. It also helped both women calm down since they realized they shared the same desire to let the past go and move on. (Y/N) beckoned Larissa to speak first since she was finally willing to listen to what she had to say. If she said she didn't miss her, she would be lying. Simply nodding, Larissa ran her fingers down a blanket corner into which (Y/N) had curled up into. She spoke in a tone that was noticeably quieter than typical for her confident demeanor, "It all began during the days around the Rave'N, the dance itself was the breaking point for me." (Y/N) was perplexed, breaking point? she wondered, still not realizing that Larissa wanted to ask her to the dance, not Gomez. "To be completely honest, I couldn't bear to see you in that way and my heart was broken. more so now that you were aware." They weren't the best memories to look back on. This only further acclaimed (Y/N)‘s confusion, why was Larissa the one that was upset? What did she mean when she said she "saw you in that way"? "Issie?" (Y/N) questioned, her confusion evident in her tone of speech. Larissa's breath hitched in her throat; she hadn't been called Issie in a very long time, so why now all of a sudden? She shook her head and asked, "Yes?" with glassy eyes, on the brink of tears- because the whole thing was so unclear. "Why did you get angry with me? Did you not intend to invite Gomez to the Rave'N?" (Y/N) finally asked.  Larissa burst into a mixture of laughter and tears at this one and only inquiry, much to the bewilderment of poor (Y/N). It was all just one giant misunderstanding the entire time! That information was more valuable to Larissa than all the jewels on earth because it proved that (Y/N) had not gone with someone else deliberately. The person whom she held most near and dear to her heart had not betrayed her. "What-" (Y/N) said, only to be cut off by Larissa saying, "You Idiot." There was no form of hatred in her voice though, but an unusual hint of humor, Larissa continued to laugh softly at (Y/N)'s confused state and wiped away stray tears that made their way out of her eyes, "You gorgeous idiot- Why in a million years would I intend to ask Gomez to the dance???" Well, this was certainly a surprise, for years (Y/N) thought that her feelings for Larissa weren't reciprocated, and perhaps they still weren't, who was Larissa going to ask? And gorgeous? That certainly made (Y/N) fluster. She gently placed her hand atop the taller woman's- who froze at the initial touch- , drawing circles onto her palms, "Then, who were you going to ask?" she asked her, completely clueless. Larissa held (Y/N)'s hands tenderly, with a form of desperation almost as if she'd disappear from her life once again, "You." she admitted, looking up from their entwined hands and towards (Y/N)'s reddened face, her heartstrings pulled at how adorable she looked, and a small smile crept onto her own. Both women felt silly, for dragging on this negativeness towards each other for years, only for it to be a misunderstanding in the end. All the avoidance and bullshit that gathered up in their nevermore years were thrown out the window, gone were the days of stolen glances across the hallway; yearning for something more only for it to never come. They were both here now, at this moment, together. Just the two of them, it made them both ecstatic. "Maybe it's not too late to fix things" (Y/N) said, which caused Larissa to arch an eyebrow, "Do tell.." she inquired, chewing on the inside of her lower lip in curiosity. But she hadn't expected the other woman to be so forward with her answer, and so considerate. "I know it won't be the same but, would you like to attend this Rave'N with me?"

"Yes."

Larissa was pleased at the prospect of being able to put their ridiculous disagreement behind them and attend together once and for all, and (Y/N) quietly laughed at her eagerness, but she knew deep down that she was overjoyed as well. just as it was intended to be. Maybe things might have worked out differently between them back then if they had just spoken to one another years ago. But now, at this priceless moment that the two women were sharing, the past didn't matter as much. With their hands still entwined, Larissa moved closer to (Y/N)’s bundled state, smiling softly at her, “Do you mind if I stay? The school day is almost over” she asked the woman, who nodded and unraveled the blanket- only to cover it around Larissa and herself. “Stay as long as you like.” (Y/N) said, moving close enough to close the gap between them, she rested her head on Larissa’s shoulder as they relaxed and unwinded beside one another. Their heartbeats almost felt synchronized, and for a moment there was silence. It was unusual to encounter someone with a warm understanding that even allowed for brief periods of serenity. In order to gaze down on (Y/N), Larissa turned her head, and (Y/N) turned her head up to look directly into Larissa's eyes. Less than a day had passed since they were last acquainted with one another, and now they were hugging. You have no idea how much I've missed you, Larissa said, removing a hair from (Y/N)'s face  She acknowledged that it was a difficult task for her. Although she never intended to say it out, (Y/N)'s reappearance merely served as a reminder of how tough it was to lose her in the first place. She vowed never to go through that loneliness again. She would not allow a silly misunderstanding to drive them apart again. “Issie..” (Y/N) whispered, “I never stopped caring about you.” And so they both sighed in contempt as they held one another in their entwined arms, underneath their shared blanket. (Y/N) fell asleep first, she hadn’t even realized it, but being in Larissa’s embrace was so relaxing. It was like being slipped into a cloud, they fit into one another’s arms like they were made for each other. And she certainly looked comfortable in Larissa’s arms, at least to Larissa anyways. She found the woman asleep in her arms to be incredibly adorable, her hands slowly making their way to the sleeping woman’s hair, running through the soft locks as she slept. This embrace was one they would do all the time back in the day, but never this tender, never this full of genuine love for one another. The loneliness Larissa once felt was a thing of the past now, (Y/N) was back- her (Y/N). It was almost too much for the principal to handle; a woman who wasn’t used to this much affection of love suddenly getting it caused her to become extremely flustered. She was flattered, to say the least, that someone was even interested in her in that way. “Sleep well darling, please don’t let me down..” she mumbled- half asleep- before resting her head atop (Y/N)’s. Although Larissa was grateful to have fixed her relationship with (Y/N), she was still weary. She didn’t want to ruin things between them again- maybe she was going to fast? The thoughts plagued her mind, and she eventually succumbed to them. Before no time, both women were soundly asleep in each other's arms, all hatred or jealousy, or feelings of betrayal was a thing dissolved into the past. All they had for one another was love, requited love.

All that was hoped is that the dance would go well, but any worries about planning were non-existent as they got lost in their dreams. All that they dreamt of was dancing with one another, safe in the other woman’s arms. Swaying to the music; the best that they could with their height difference, as the joy and smiling faces of the students and staff were around them. A perfectly planned and executed day. But what was the rush in their dreams, why was there distance screaming? And the red? Why was red showing up in their dreams?

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