Proud of you sweetheart| fluffy h&c?

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*Authors note~ I hope I do this some justice and I'm so proud of you for putting yourself out there*

Trigger warnings~ none?

Prompt~ tumblr anon🦡~ Hello !! Just dropping in to say hi and maybe ask a request (I feel bad 'cause I might be swamping you or annoying you with requests TVT)
Hope you're feeling good today!
And I just wanted to share something that happened to me (might be a good idea for a fic tbh • especially a platonic Larissa x student! reader). So there's this competition that I joined, my english teacher mentored me. I was very confident with my skills, and she really believed in me a whole lot (She saw my entry for the competition and gave me a thumbs up, that's a really good thing). When the results came out, I lost. We were both confused, because we know I had a great chance in entering the top ranks but welp just have to deal with it. When the results came out, I was busy answering some worksheets. She came up to me and asked if I was okay, and she told me that the results came out. I was laughing out my nervousness, and when she showed me I didn't know what to say.
She then immediately hugged me and told me it was okay and she was still proud of me (she really brought up my mommy issues that day. All throughout the day, until the awarding program, she comforted me. Received tons of hugs from her and it makes the pain of losing a bit better really.
I'm sorry for rambling hajdbchd again I hope you're okay!!! Sending lots of love and hugs <33
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Larissa had been working with you recently to further the clear skill you had for literature. She knew you were fairly real rounded with English but your favourites were poetry and creative writing. She couldn't help but suggest you for the creative writing competition coming up, she knew you had a clear talented and wanted to help build your confidence in your abilities. She had every faith in your submission , after all she'd been reading over it to help with your thought process and brain storming.

Larissa watched how hard you worked, desperately trying to find the idea that felt best. The smile you wore the day you came to her office to inform her you knew what your submission was. Then she was able to watch you turn a rough plot into a beautiful story. Your proud but tired smile the night you finished your story and presented it to her. It was truly a joy to watch someone as talented as you work. You were practically beaming when Larissa gave you a thumbs up and a smile after reading your work.

Result day, you anxiously waited to be called to her office, but Larissa Weems was on phone call after phone call trying understand how on earth you'd lost to someone from Jericho high, she felt their entry was lacking compared to yours and truly she felt that this could be some sort of prejudice due to you having abilities. But even after all the phones calls she came up blank, they were adamant that it was all fair so she had to let you know despite how much she knew it would break your little heart.

You were called to her office around lunch time and immediately you sensed the mood due to your ability. "I didn't get it did I?" You whimpered and you received a sad nod. "Sweetheart, are you okay?" She knew it was a loaded question and attempted to keep her feelings neutral to help your ability. Your face feel which caused her to immediately come and hold you close. "Oh darling, I'm so sorry I don't understand why, I've been trying to figure it out all morning."  She murmured stroking threw hair as you accidentally projected your disappointment and sadness at the woman.

"You will always be my favourite palm tree and my favourite writer, when you get that book of your published I want a copy, and when you become all famous I hope you remember me and know I'll come to every signing to show you my support. I couldn't be prouder of you and I have so much faith in your ability darling, never give up." Her words rang around your head all day, anytime she could she would find ways to comfort you and reminded you of how much she enjoyed your stories.

Word count~ 761

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