*Requests Open* Writer, RP'r. Lover of Wednesday, and call the midwife, horse trainer, student midwife, and trained Doula, nostalgic book hoarder ♥ Send me Asks! “Some might call it confidence, others name it faith, but if it makes us brave, the label doesn't matter for it's the thing that frees us to embrace life itself.”
Does anybody else get legitimately worried when a fanfic author who was updating regularly just suddenly disappears with no warning? Like, is it a serious case of writers block or are they in a coma? Did they just up and quit? Was it me? Were my reviews not good enough?! Did they die 😳?! Were they kidnapped? Do I need to file a missing persons report? Excuse me officer, there’s been 13 weekly updates and now nothing for months! Find them! What’s their name?! Name!? I don’t know their name but they write 3k+ chapters and I need them safe and back in my life!
So, painful story, but I’ve really needed to tell it for a while.
My best friend, the woman I loved for 13 years, was a fic writer in the middle of an especially long piece. She updated on a schedule and had for years. She had a small, but loyal following.
And then she died out of nowhere. One day we were laughing, the next she was in a coma, 3 days later she was dead. She hadn’t been ill and to this day we don’t know what took her. She was just gone.
I knew she had friends all over the world so I went into her email to see if I could find addresses and notify people after a week of blind grief. In her inbox were about a dozen concerned messages from her readers. I cried. I cried and cried and I responded to all of them, telling people she had passed.
And the messages kept coming. Those people spread the word and message after message came in, most of them addressed to me now, as I had given those original readers my contact info. There were words of comfort and grief and just every emotion imaginable in that scenario. I wrote back to them all, thanking them and comforting them.
For months after she died, during the worst of my grief, I had those messages. I had those people. And they had me. I really think I might not have made it to the other side without them.
So, the fact that you care? That you think of them? That these authors who became a presence in your world are missed when they aren’t there? It means something very real. On the off chance that the author did die? Anyone who has seen this post will find comfort during the loss of their friend or family member, knowing that you all exist. That they aren’t alone. That you CARE that the world now lacks their loved one.
So, yeah. I’ve seen this post and ones like it for years and wanted to share this story. I finally could today.
Thank you, every person who reblogged this post. People like you are the biggest reason I’m alive today.
Fluff level: 10000000%...Angsty but also the best kind of tooth rotting love.
Warnings: smut, mentions of TTC and pregnancy struggles
Chapter 2: Trials of love
In the slow passing time that followed your revelation, the farmhouse you shared with your wife became a hub of excitement and anticipation. You poured over books about pregnancy and ate all the right foods. But days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. One negative after another. You started losing the excitement and started gaining sadness.
You knew it wasn't Larissa's fault as just to be sure with her shape-shifting abilities that she had good numbers. Which she did. But the problem wasn't her, it was you. You felt awful. Every test you had taken came back with another single line, making you feel even more broken.
"Darling, it's not your fault." Larissa cupped your cheeks with her hands and wiped away the few tears that had stained your face. "But it is! You don't get it, Rissa, it's MY body that won't work!" You pulled away from her and backed up against the wall, holding yourself while you cried so hard that you started to hyperventilate.
Larissa knew you were having a breakdown. She had seen it from you before. The uncomfortable panic and anxiety that your brain tried to trick you with. She quickly kicked off her heels and slowly walked up to you. Kneeling down in front of you where you had slid yourself to the floor.
"My love…" was all she had to say for you to crack and leap into her arms. "Shh, that's it. Let it out honey." She rocked you in her arms until you calmed, and then scooped you up off the floor and carried you into your large bathroom. She sat down on the stool next to the big claw foot double tub and started the water. She did it with ease without letting go of you in the process.
She stood up and walked over to the bathroom counter and set you down while still standing in front of you. She gave a silent look, asking permission to undress you. You just nodded your head. As soon as the two of you were undressed, she turned off the running water and gently lowered you into the bath.
She stepped away, and your eyes filled with panic. "Calm now, my love, I'm not leaving." She reached into the drawer next to the sink and pulled out a lighter and lit three of your favorite smelling candles. And dimmed the lights low. Slowly, she walked over and slid in behind you into the warm water.
You allowed her to pull you back against her, and she peppered you with kisses. She started at your shoulder, then your arm, working her way around to your neck and up to your cheek. She slowly turned your head and gave you a long, deep kiss, wrapping her arms around your waist and holding you tightly to her.
"I love you, Y/N Weems." She told you softly and kissed you again. "No more tests, no more scheduled sex or temperature checks. None of it. It will happen when the goddesses above deem it to be honey." You let out a shuddering breath at her statement. Your shoulders are relaxing more than they had in weeks, and as much fun as you have had baby making, it felt like work, not love, and you were tired.
You relaxed in silence as your wife washed your hair and then hers, taking her sweet time pampering you properly. She drained the tub and stepped out to grab a towel, then helped you up and wrapped you in a towel and scooped you up again. She set you down on the bed and brushed your hair, and braided it just the way you liked and slowly removed your towel. "No babies tonight, just love…" she whispered into your ear.
She laid you back onto the bed and lifted one of your legs, peppering kisses from your ankle to your upper thigh and down the other leg too, causing a bright red blush to envelop your pale skin. Straddling you, she kissed your navel and trailed up to your breasts, kissing and giving little nips and squeezes. She ran her fingers through your hair and attacked your neck and jaw and soon caught your lips. You were breathless with desire for her touch. When she said love, she meant it with all her being.
"You are so gorgeous, darling." She said as she slid herself back down to your center. Giving the slowest lick to your folds with her tongue, your hips bucked up greedily to meet her now steady movements. Your voice went hoarse, and you moaned her name. "Rrr-rissa I'm close don't st-stop…" you moaned wildly when she started to suck your clit and held your hips in place. She slid two fingers in with ease and started hitting just the right spot to send you over the edge with a scream. She continued to suck and slowly milk your orgasm until you started to come down.
You laid there breathless for a few moments before flipping her onto her back and straddling her now shifted member. You looked at her and sank down into her hard cock. A moan escaped both of your lips as you took her fully and it didn't take you long to get into a rough pace with her. It was hot and dirty and you both were dripping with sweat. It only took a few more minutes for you both to hit the edge and climax hard, both of you screaming each other's names.
You rolled off of her and onto your back, panting and trying to catch your breath. You closed your eyes and let the euphoria envelop you, so much so that you didn't notice your wife getting up and walking to the bathroom. She quickly cleaned herself up and brought back two wet rags for you. She sat back down and cleaned you up, starting with your legs and core, then swapping rags and cleaning your face and torso from the sweat. Once she was done, she pulled out two bottles of water from the bedside cupboard and held one to your tired lips.
"Drink darling," you happily did so, and once half the bottle was gone, you pulled back and closed your eyes again. "Love you too, Rissa." Larissa ran her fingers over your cheek and drank some of her own water. She laid down, pulling you into her warm body and pulled the covers over both of you. As she wrapped herself around your sleepy but blissful self, she couldn't help the smile that filled her heart, and the two of you fell into a deep slumber.
Summary: Your wife Larissa and you sit down and have a talk. Absolute fluff and more chapters to come!
Warnings: None
Chapter 1: Did you just say that?
Y/n and Larissa stood hand in hand, their fingers entwined like the roots of two ancient trees. The setting sun painted the sky in hues of pink and orange, casting a warm glow over the idyllic countryside just outside of Nevermore where they had chosen to build their life together.
It had been three years since they had exchanged vows under a canopy of oak trees, surrounded by their closest friends and family. The two had joined their lives in a union that defied conventions and captured hearts from everyone around, even their students.
Their love had grown stronger with each passing day, a testament to the undeniable connection they shared. The students and other teachers gossiped about them "sneaking around," but they paid no attention. They had each other, and that was all that mattered.
As they strolled through the lush meadow that stretched out behind their charming farmhouse, Y/N's heart swelled with happiness. She looked up at her beloved Larissa, whose striking blue eyes sparkled with an undeniable joy.
"Lissa," Y/n whispered, her voice trembling with emotion, "I can't believe how lucky I am to have you in my life. Every day with you feels like a dream come true."
Larissa squeezed your hand gently and smiled down at her. "Honey, you are my everything. I cherish every moment we share together."
The wind whispered through the trees, carrying with it a sense of anticipation, as if nature itself was holding its breath, waiting for the next chapter of their story to unfold.
That evening, after a delicious homemade dinner, the couple sat together on their cozy porch swing, gazing up at the summer starlit sky. Y/N nestled her head against Larissa's shoulder, feeling a sense of peace wash over her.
As the night went on, you turned to your wife with a mysterious glint in her eye. "Lissa, I have something to ask you," she said, her voice filled with a mixture of excitement and nervousness.
You looked up as your heart raced. "What is it, my love? You're making me curious."
A slow, radiant smile spread across your face. "I think... I think I want to have a baby."
Time seemed to stand still as Larissa processed your words. Her eyes widened with disbelief and then overflowed with tears of joy. She threw her arms around you, holding you tightly.
"Oh, Y/N, you've just made me the happiest person in the world!" Larissa exclaimed, her voice trembling with emotion. "A baby? Our baby? As in you want to make a mini us?"
You nodded, your own eyes brimming with tears. "Yes, Lissa, our baby. I have been really thinking about it, and it feels like there is a hole right here." You pointed to your chest and looked down. "Like I can't stop the dreams, and honestly, I don't want to. I know I said I didn't want kids, but this big house needs little feet running around. And so do I." You told her the last bit was almost a whisper.
"My love, I never wanted to push you, but I want that too. But I would sacrifice that to be with you. Are you completely positive you want to do this? She looked deep into your eyes, and you whispered, "Absolutely honey"
The night sky seemed to shimmer with newfound magic as you held each other, envisioning the beautiful journey that lay ahead. Your love, which had already defied so many odds, was now blossoming into a new chapter, one filled with hope, dreams, and the promise of a family of your own.
Little did you two know that this tiny miracle soon to be growing within you would bring the two of you even closer together, forging an unbreakable bond that would transcend all challenges. A true love story, which had captured the schools' full attention, was about to become even more extraordinary as they embarked on the adventure of parenthood.
Wednesday woke up feeling a strange sensation in her stomach. It was like butterflies fluttering around, but at the same time, it was something more intense. She brushed it off, thinking it was just her body adjusting to the baby growing inside her, but as she got out of bed and went about her day, the feeling persisted.
That night, Enid and her sat down for dinner, and Wednesday found herself feeling too distracted to be fully engaged in their conversation. The butterflies were back, and they felt stronger than ever..."
I feel like I've been gone forever. And to be honest I kinda have... but I'm back, and I graduated now and started masters school. And well I am in the process of uploading serveral fics for you all. Missed you dearly but, the hiatus is over 😀
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