Larissa x reader

My baby| fluff

*Authors note| ahhh little r momma Isa is filling my heart with joy, making it hard to not be slipping into that headspace right now.*

Trigger warning~ sfw agere

Prompt~ tumblr riversadisaster~ Can you do a Larissa × Age regressed f!
Reader? I rlly rily like the nicknames
"princess" and "dear! Larissa is one of my biggest comfort characters and I'd like to read it when im regressed :Il
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You hadn't allowed yourself to slip for days. Truthfully, you knew you needed to let yourself slip, all the signs were there but with how busy you knew your girlfriend was you didn't feel it was fair. She needed you and she always took such amazing care of you that you truly wished to do the same back. If that meant ignoring the nagging to slip then you'd manage it. It was a struggle the past few days, Larissa not picking up on it due to all the chaos Wednesday Addams was creating. Your girlfriend would be up before the sun and you'd be lucky if she joined you in bed before you passed out in exhaustion. You knew it was affecting her too, you saw how tense her shoulders were, the way she scrunched her eyes up indicating a migraine and you had caught a few frustrated sighs falling from her lips as she sat at her desk attempting to fix yet another incident.

It was the weekend and yet again there had been an altercation involved the Addams girl, meaning you were left to your own devices after receiving multiple apologies and forehead kisses from Larissa. You didn't know how long she would take to sort this out so you decided a nap would be a great idea. You snuggled up in bed nuzzling into the older women's pillow, her scent smothered the pillow and invaded your senses.  She always managed to soothe you. This time perhaps a little too much, you slipped into your little space just before sleep overcome you.

When falling asleep as a little you tend to be pulled in deeper, which is exactly what happened this time too. You awoke to the slamming for a door and the frustrated sighs of your girlfriend. You heard your name being called, yet you were unable to reply. Instead a string of babbles took the place of your words, "Babab mamamama?" You brought your tightly balled up fists to your eyes in attempt to clear the fogginess from your brain. "Momomomo?" You cried out confused, you could hear your momma but not see her. Was it a dream?  It was those cries that caught the attention of Larissa and guided her to where you were.

You were curled up cuddling her pillow and sobbing, babbling incoherently, clearly in such a state it made her heart ache. How long had it been since you had slipped? She couldn't quite remember but knowing you had slipped alone caused guilt to arise. "Is that my little princess I see there" she murmured bringing you blurry eyes to hers. "Momomomom?" You whimpered before stumbling from the bed to throw yourself in her arms. "Yes dear momma is here, such a pretty little princess aren't you baby?" She cooed bringing a hand to mess with your hair, knowing how comforting you found that action to be. Your only response was to get embarrassed and hide in her neck. You loved your momma and you knew she loved you. You were her pretty princess, her baby girl and she would do anything for you, so why had to put off slipping for so long?

Unbeknownst to your little self, looking after her princess was exactly what Larissa needed. Looking after you gave her that release she so desperately needed and allowed her to lean into those natural motherly instincts she had. "I missed you dear. Are you okay there?" She murmured dropping a kiss to your cheek before moving her slender fingers to tickle your sides. You shrieked and giggled trying to squirm away from her. "Momomomo nananana" you babbled not really knowing what you were trying to say, but somehow Larissa knew exactly what you wanted. "Oh I'm so sorry princess, momma just missed those pretty giggles so much" she shot you a bright smile causing you to blush and hide your face again. "Wuv momma" was mumbled into the bed spread, where you had buried you face. "Momma loves you too dear, now how about we go and get your sippy love? And maybe we can put baby shark on? Hmm?" She suggested knowing just how much you loved that show. You shot a quick nod her way before clambering back into her arms and wrapping around her like a koala, "uppie uppie momma uppie" you giggled excitedly warning the older women's heart. "Come on then my princess" she murmured standing easily carrying your weight.

It wasn't long before you had settled in bed, snuggled up on your mommas chest, sippy cup in hand and baby shark playing on the tv. This right here and now was your safe space. One you were forever grateful to Larissa for supporting you, giving you what you so clearly needed.

Word count ~ 868