Larissa x reader

I got you darling| fluff?

*Authors note{ I am writing this as a purely indulgent fic for myself. Something I deal with regularly and honestly after today's episode I could just use the comforting from our favourite lady. I wrote this fic listening to my immortal by Evanescence*

Trigger warnings~  mentions bpd and faints

Prompt~ r has fainting episodes and Larissa knows because they are in a secret relationship. She's use to dealing with it and r has call signs to help. In a meeting r feels an episode coming on in front of  other professors
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You had been dealing with this since your teenage years. It first presented itself at the ripe age of eleven years old. At first you thought it could be connected to your ability to feel emotions and manipulate them. After all that could be quite stressful. But then it began to happen more frequently. Even when you were alone feeling nothing but your own feelings. So it couldn't be that. You'd seen countless doctors especially after an episode but it seemed untraceable. Unless they caught you in the episode it was as if nothing had occurred. Countless blood tests and heart tracings couldn't pick up any reason for this. It was frustrating and confusing. But ultimately something you learned to deal with.

In your later teen years you were told you had Borderline Personality Disorder. Ironically your rough childhood had left you with many scars, only this one having a name. You began to see the signs of manic splits and even how each persona has their own quirks and traits. Ultimately they were all you but at the same time separate from you. That's why you named them. It made it easier to keep track of who was switched into the body. It was only then after naming them were you able to see a particular pattern. Every time you were hit with an episode the same persona would be switched into the body.  That made it easier to predict sometimes.

Most times you knew your body and mind and the warning signs it would give you before an episode but sometimes they came at you out of left field. Those were always the worst and where you'd end up the most injured from the fall. Yet you still were scared every single time an episode occurred. It was something you felt embarrassed about, so when you received the job offer for a English teacher in Nevermore Academy you had decided to tell no one unless absolutely necessary.

You're first few months went well, the school was wonderful and the students love you, any episodes were handled discreetly and alone. That was until you began to become close with the one and only Larissa Weems. Before you and Larissa decided to give things ago, you had a few episodes now and all of which you had been able to warn her ahead of time and get yourself into a safe position. The day one hit you out of nowhere, you knew she'd be panicking, you could feel her panic. Yet she handled it perfectly and comforted you through it and after it. She didn't want to leave your side and made everything possible so she could stay with you.

Your relationship was strictly between the two of you. Larissa not wanting to be accused of favouring you because you were her girlfriend. No one else in the staff were aware of your diagnosis and what occurred in faints. You figured you'd cross that bridge when you came to it. Surprisingly enough, you nearly made it through the whole school year without an incident. Nearly.

It was the same routine as always. No hints of anything unusual which is why you headed to the weekly Wednesday staff meeting.  You immediately settled into your usual chair right next to where Larissa would sit. Nothing unusual. It wasn't long before the meeting got underway and you were just enjoying hearing the sound of your lovers voice when you felt completely out of this world. Your brain all fuzzy and empty bring the first sign. Then there was the pounding in the back left corner of your brain. You knew you needed to warn Larissa. So you let your hand sink under the table and tap three times on her thigh.

Instantly Larissa recognised your sign and discreetly reassured you "okay now?" To which you relpsond with a nod, one you instantly regretted as the pounding worsened. The next thing to go was your vision, your hand sought purchase on the older women's thigh in a hope to ground yourself and remind yourself you aren't alone. You were vaguely aware of the bickering going on by the rest of the teaching staff over which department needed extra funding. Your gaze empty and unfocused and your head lulling forward and to the side while your eyes rolled back your head, After struggling to stay open.

Larissa noticed and brought her hand discreetly to rub firm slow circles on your back and keeping an eye on your head that was now lulling downwards, that had to be hurting your neck. The others continued to bicker against themselves while Larissa whispered out reassuring words and readjusting your head to ensure your safety. It was painfully obvious that you were in danger of your airways being blocked. "Woah, easy there pretty" she murmured to you now catching the attention of the others in the room. But she paid them no mind and continued watching over you until she could notice the signs of you coming back into consciousness.

You blinked rapidly trying to clear your blurry vision only to be met with concerned eyes from your colleagues. You mumbled out for your Rissa hand desperately searching for then women in an attempt to not be alone. She instantly started to reassure you despite the others presence. "You're okay pretty, it's okay. You're safe okay darling?" Was whispered into your ear as you kept your gaze to the table embarrassed to find everyone's eyes on you.

"Sweet one who do we have with us?" She muttered and you blinked before mumbling "Lilah." In which Larissa knew you were still coming around. Lilah was your healer of sorts and was often present after an episode. But she knew that if she didn't get you to somewhere you felt safe, switches would become erratic and uncontrollable.  With a quick wave of her hand the rest of the staff filled out of the room quietly and only when the door shut did you allow yourself to collapse into her arms and soak in all the comfort she was offering up.

Word count ~ 1113