#regina george lesbian

[superhaught]

Incurable Cravings (Chapter Three)

Pairing: Regina George x Reader

Warnings: this chapter has it all, fluff, angst, and explicit smut (18+ MDNI)

Word Count: 2700, Part 3/?

Part 1 / Part 2

Regina and Reader continue their evening after school and get to enjoy some quality time together again after three years of complicated feelings.

Explicit Content Below!

You and Regina ate dinner with Gina’s mom. Regina did her best at eating a standard portion of food and you squeezed her hand reassuringly under the table, hoping to show her that you were proud. 

Ms. George asked you some more questions about school and your activities and it felt good to update her after going so long without being around the George house. 

Regina got up to clear her plate and asked her mom, “hey, can we have a sleepover? If that’s okay with you, obviously,” Regina added, directed at you. 

“Oh, of course honey! Whatever you want, as long as you can get up in time for school tomorrow. Actually, what am I saying? You’re seniors, I don't care if you go to school or not.”

You laughed and said, “I won’t let Gina ditch.”

Regina smiled at you, “so you’ll stay?”

You nod your head, “I just gotta let my mom know.”

You gave your mom a quick phone call on your way back up to Regina’s room and she was fine with you spending the night and grateful that you would have a ride to school in the morning, but was slightly judgemental that you were hanging out with Regina again. 

She just said, “be careful.” And you responded, “I know, I’ve got it.”

When you hung up your phone, Regina grabbed your arms and pushed you backwards toward her bed. The backs of your legs hit the edge of the mattress and you fell back into her cushy comforter. She followed your body as you scooched back into the middle of the bed and then crawled on top of you, straddling your stomach. 

“Well, hi…” you said, stupidly.

“You’re such a dork… I’m glad you’re staying over tonight. It’ll be just like old times. I’ll do your makeup, dress you up in my clothes, cuddle you while we watch a movie… except now it will be even better.”

“Better, how?”

“Because now I can do this,” Regina leaned down and kissed you passionately, putting her hands on your collarbones and sliding her tongue into your mouth. 

You moaned and kissed her back just as needily. You felt Regina begin to grind back and forth on your abdomen and you felt your head spin as you grabbed onto her hips and encouraged her. She continued to build up that heat and then she pulled away from your lips and you opened your eyes. You watched her flips all of her hair over to one side of her face and then she leaned down and kissed along your jawline and neck. 

You sighed and writhed underneath her. She whispered into your ear, “you’re mine, now… right, baby?”

You gasped at her words, “fuck… yes, Gina… I’m yours…”

“Just mine?” She kept kissing your neck, dragging her tongue along your skin and making you squirm with need.

“Only yours…”

“Good. You’re my perfect darling… and I’m your princess, just like you’ve always wanted, right?”

“Oh my god…” you breathed, “yes… Regina…”

She grazed her teeth along your pulse point and nipped at you lightly and your body jolted in response. 

“God, you’re so needy for me… You’re going to be a good little toy for me, aren’t you? Will you let me mark you up and claim you as my own, baby?”

You couldn’t speak. She knew all the right buttons with you. She knew exactly how to turn the tables and make you into a needy mess for her. You just moaned affirmatively and nodded your head.

“That’s good, baby… if you keep being good, I promise I’ll reward you, okay?” Regina started to bite and suck on your neck now, leaving a trail of red marks and then bruises as she traveled toward your shirt collar. She started to slide your shirt up your body and met your eyes, “can I take this off of you, my sweet baby?”

“Mhmm…” you nodded.

She finished taking your shirt all the way off and took a moment to admire your physique in your white sports bra, “you always had such a nice body…” she leaned down and started making marks all over your collarbones and the exposed areas of your chest. All you could do was make pleased noises and run your fingers through her hair, willingly accepting her treatment of you. 

She lowered herself further and marked up even your ribs and your abdomen, sinking her teeth into your skin to leave a painting of bite marks and bruises. She was absolutely intent on claiming you. 

After a while, she sat up and spoke gently, “I think you’ve been very good, don’t you?”

You met her eyes and nodded slowly. 

“I think you can have a little reward…” 

You watched as Regina got off of you and stood at the foot of her bed, “how about you hold yourself up on your elbows for me, baby?”

You nodded and propped yourself up the way she requested. Regina smirked and then started to lift the hem of her shirt up. The blonde then took her time to slowly strip naked in front of you, removing her articles of clothing one by one in a tantalizing manner. Your jaw dropped at the sight and Regina basked in your obvious admiration of her. 

She reached around her back and unclasped her bra and let it fall off of her arms onto the floor at her feet. You gazed at her nude torso and sighed happily, saying, “my god… you are so stunning, Regina.”

“I know,” she smirked and hooked her thumbs into the elastic waistband of her panties and slowly slid them down her thighs, her eyes following yours the entire time. 

Once she was stripped, she climbed back up onto the bed and straddled your thighs as she placed her fingertips against your sternum and slowly pushed you back down to lie flat.

Regina then moved forward until she was straddling your stomach one more and she slowly lowered her weight onto you until her sex landed right on your abdomen. 

“You feel that, baby? Feel how wet I am for you?”

You stared at her with wide eyes and then she started to move, rocking her hips and spreading her dripping arousal over your skin. You moaned and reached for her waist but she quickly batted your hands away with a smack to each one, “nuh uh, baby… I’m going to use you to take care of me… you just lie back and enjoy it for me, okay?”

You let your arms settle above your head and Regina leaned forward slightly, arching her back, to grab onto your wrists and hold your arms down, both to trap you and give herself something to hold onto as she began to ride your abs to her completion. 

You couldn’t believe what was happening but there she was, Regina Geroge, grinding her wet cunt against you like her life depended on it. She closed her eyes and threw her head back in pleasure as she increased her pace and gave herself exactly what she needed using your body. In nearly no time at all, Regina was a moaning, panting mess and beads of sweat were running down her forehead and temples from her effort, but she still firmly held you in place and didn’t let you take over for her. 

You watched in awe as her movements grew more and more erratic until her moans finally drew out into one long moan of pleasure and she came on your stomach with a shaking orgasm. She let your wrists go at that point, leaving behind bright red marks from where she was tightly gripping you, and then moved her hands to your chest to hold herself up while she rode her climax out until she was done.

Her thighs trembled on either side of you. You reached up and gently caressed the sides of her face with your thumbs and she smiled blissfully. Neither of you said anything as Regina slowly dismounted from you and shifted to lay on her side next to you, bringing an arm and leg over you and resting her head on your chest. 

You gently kissed the top of her head and wrapped your arms tightly around her and you whispered, “Holy shit, Regina…”

“Mmm… did I do a good job of rewarding you for being so good for me?”

“Yeah… yeah, you did Princess…”

She moaned, “oh that sounds so good coming out of your mouth…”

You smiled and kissed her again. You laid there in bliss together for a while until Regina suddenly sat up, apparently refreshed, and kissed your lips before getting out of the bed and walking over to her vanity to grab her makeup bag. 

She turned and playfully jostled the bag around with a giggle and you rolled your eyes, “Oh god…”

“I told you I was gonna make you over… just had to make you mine, first.”

Regina sat on top of you yet again and opened up her makeup bag on the bed. She started to dig through and began pulling things out that she wanted to use on you, getting adorably excited about certain products and saying things like, “ooh I haven’t even tried this one on myself, yet,” and “this is exactly your color oh my gosh it’s like I bought it for you.”

She applied god-knows-what to your face and occasionally tickled your nose with a makeup brush, making you giggle. You watched her get into hyper focus mode working on your face but you mistakenly tried to talk to her, “Wh-“ you began.

Regina grabbed your chin, cutting you off, “shh and stop moving!” 

You let her keep doing her work in silence.

“Close your eyes.”

You obliged her command and she started putting eyeliner on you carefully and gently. Regina brushed blush onto your cheeks, highlight onto your cheekbones, and mascara onto your eyelashes. She blew light breaths of air onto your face to disperse some loose powder or dry the setting spray and all of it felt intimate to you. It always had felt special when she had done this for you in the past but now she was literally naked, sitting on you, and putting lipgloss on you by transferring it from her lips to your own through a kiss. 

She got off of you and grabbed your hand, pulling you up and bringing you over to the mirror for you to see yourself, “what do you think?” 

The makeup was done with an expert hand and you did look very nice. But your smile was clearly forced. 

“You hate it…” 

“What? No I don’t, Regina. It’s really pretty.” 

She frowned and expected you to continue.

“Just… is this what you wish I looked like? Ya know, do you wish I was dolled up all the time like you?”

Regina grabbed your shoulders and turned you around to face her, “No! I think you’re absolutely perfect, I don’t want to change you. That’s not what this is about.”

“What is it about, then?” 

She thought for a moment, “lots of things. I enjoy doing it. Make up is one of my primary interests so I like sharing it with you. It’s an excuse to study your incredible face for a long time. And it’s a very sexy thing to do, especially when I’m naked.” She grinned at herself and you laughed. 

“I don’t want to change you, baby,” she continued, “it’s only meant to be fun and give you a chance to feel pretty, but if it doesn’t make you feel good then it’s not worth it.”

You looked back in the mirror at yourself, “I do feel pretty, Gina. Thank you. I especially like the eyeliner.” 

She bounced excitedly, “see how it makes your eyes so bright?” 

You smiled, “mmhmm.”

Regina stood behind you, wrapped her arms around you and planted kisses all over your cheeks and neck, leaving pink lipstick kiss marks all over your skin along with her array of hickeys from before. Your body was a map of where Regina had graced you with her lips, and you were overjoyed for it. 

“Now, go into my closet and give me a little fashion show, okay? I demand a three outfit minimum. If you do that, then you get your choice of my hoodies for bed tonight.” 

“Okay, Princess.” You agreed, “just, one thing first.”

“Yes?” 

You gently reached out and pointed to some of the scars on her body from the bus accident, “can I look at them?”

Regina sighed and frowned slightly, but she nodded her head. 

You carefully traced the scars with your fingertips. She turned slightly so that you could see the ones on her back closely. She pulled her hair over one shoulder and you traced the long surgical scar that went down her spine.

“I try to pretend that they’re not there… that  nothing has changed… but then I start to hurt everywhere or I pass out from being upright for too long… and I remember…”

“Gina…” you sighed. You didn’t know what you could say. You felt awful that she had to go through that, and that no one really knew the burden she was shouldering every day since the accident. You also felt an unshakeable guilt knowing that she went through her recovery all alone. You hadn’t been there for her. 

“I'm so fucking terrified of getting worse…” she whispered.

“You have to do what you can to take care of yourself, but I think you also have to recognize that some things are going to be out of your control… but being in pain, or being ill… it doesn’t make you any less… it doesn’t… I… I’m sorry, I don’t know what I’m saying…”

Regina had tears in her eyes, “no, what were you going to say?”

“I was going to say… it doesn’t make me love you any less, Gina…”

The blonde sniffled and wiped her nose on the back of her hand, tears fell down her cheeks at your confession. 

“You love me?” she asked. 

“I do… I love you…”

“You almost said it earlier, didn’t you?”

“Yes, almost…”

“Have you always loved me?”

You looked into her eyes and caressed her cheeks, wiping her tears away with your thumbs. You nodded, “always… I just didn’t know how to say it…”

Regina nodded and put her hand over yours, holding your palm against her cheek, “I didn’t know how to say it, either… and maybe I still don’t…”

“It’s okay,” you whispered.

“Am I… am I enough for you? Until I learn how to say it? And how to really show you? Can you feel it?”

You began to cry at that and you nodded emphatically, “you are saying it… and I can feel it…”

“You can feel that my heart is yours?”

You nod again, "I can, Gina..."

She buries her fingers into your hair and pulls your head to her shoulder then embraces you. You hold each other close for a while, both crying tears that had been trapped for a long time. 

Regina started to feel weak from standing and she tapped you, “I need to lie down.”

You nodded, “I’ve got you, Princess.”

You bent slightly at your knees and swiftly scooped Regina up into your arms. She gasped in surprise as you held her around her back and under her knees and bridal carried her over to her bed, then carefully laid her down and tucked her under the covers. 

She smiled at you, “forget the fashion show, just come here and cuddle me… take your clothes off, though. I want to feel your skin.”

You smiled and started to take your clothes off to the side of the bed in an incredibly over-acted, Magic Mike sort of way, which made Regina burst out laughing, then you got into bed and under the covers with her and spooned her. 

You kissed the back of her head and breathed in the smell of her hair. She squeezed your forearm and brought your hand to her lips, kissing your knuckles softly. 

“I know you’re scared, Regina… but if it helps at all, you have me now. I’ll always be here to take care of you from now on, because I love you.”

She smiled and kissed the back of your hand, “thank you, baby.”

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[justformebuthey]

still in love with her

#regina george #mean girls #Regina George lesbian #lesbian #sapphic #wlw #lesbian awakening #still one of my movie crushes ignore everything she said abt Janice she was a lesbian she told me

[ajmichalka]

“[Regina being a lesbian] was always my interpretation of it, still is my interpretation of it. It might not be other people’s, and I truly don’t care. It’s mine, and that’s how I feel.” - Reneé Rapp

#regina george #mean girls 2024 #meangirlsedit #rejanis #cadina #rrappedit #renee rapp #mean girls the musical #wlwedit #filmgifs #userbru #tuserdee #userlanie #tuserl #* #renee always got it #ilysm lesbian regina george #mean girls the musical the movie #flashing tw

[littler3d]

“Mean Girls (2024) isn’t even that good of a movie—” I DONT CARE. I went to stare at Reneé Rapp being hot and hear a couple of bops and ya know what, goal achieved!

#mean girls musical #mean girls 2024 #mean girls #reneé rapp #regina george #She is very hot and World Burns slaps #I don’t know what to tell you #I’m not here for plot #I’m here for the bitchy lesbian

[mascregina]

on tiktok

#mean girls #mean girls 2024 #lesbian #queer #renee rapp #leighton murray #2024 regina george #Regina George

[stars-and-birds]

regina during world burn is kinda like ok who’s the pyro lez now

#mean girls #esme original #mean girls 2024 #mean girls musical #mean girls movie #reneé rapp #renee rapp #regina george #world burn #mean girls the musical #lesbian regina george #or whatever

[youngexwivesclub]

#reneé rapp #lesbian #lgbtq #renee rapp #queer #young ex wives #leighton murray #regina george #elmo #elmo sesame street #sesame street

[jurassicass]

Janis Ian the mean punk pierced they/them androgynous lesbian that you are....binder wearing masc dyke, cowards should've let her and Regina date/smooch at the end

#this is more about lizzy caplan dressed punk being a lesbian and being in love with a hot mean girl yanno #they are so me #my art #fanart #wlw art #mean girls #regina george #janis ian #janis sarkisian #gretchen wieners #karen smith #cady heron #mean girls fanart #rejanis #regina x janis #janis x regina #lizzy caplan

[xtra7s]

LOVE your g!p!renee/regina smut

i can’t stop thinking abt a g!p!renee dom x sub reader where the reader gets high and used by renee w lots of praise & oral fixation ,, i think you would kill it 🫢

𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐖 ─── 𝘙𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘦 𝘙𝘢𝘱𝘱 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Synopsis: Renee gets Y/N high and they have a little fun.

Content: Renee Rapp x gn!reader, Dom!Renee, Sub!reader, Cunnilingus, Oral Fixation, Breeding, Substances, R is high as fuck, Praise

Word Count: 2.7k

a/n: Loved this request, hope i did it justice baby

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The pulsating beat of the music reverberated through the crowded room as Reneé Rapp and Y/N navigated their way through the lively party. The air was filled with laughter, chatter, and the clinking of glasses, creating an atmosphere of excitement and anticipation.

Reneé, with her infectious energy and captivating presence, led Y/N to a more secluded corner of the room where the bass was a bit less overwhelming. They exchanged playful glances, their connection palpable even in the dim lighting of the party.

"So, what do you think of this place?" Reneé asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Y/N grinned, feeling the warmth of the evening and the buzz of the party. "It's wild. Definitely not what I expected, but I like it."

Reneé smirked, reaching into her clutch and pulling out a small bag. "Speaking of wild, ever tried one of these?" She dangled a brownie edible in front of Y/N.

Y/N's eyes widened with curiosity. "What is it?"

Reneé chuckled, "Just a little something to spice up the night. Trust me, you'll love it."

Y/N hesitated for a moment, then decided to go with the flow. "Alright, let's do it."

Reneé handed her the edible, their fingers brushing against each other. The air was charged with a mix of nerves and excitement as Y/N took bites of the brownie, finishing it off. They continued to enjoy the party, dancing and chatting, the subtle allure of the edible slowly taking effect.

As the night progressed, Y/N felt a pleasant warmth spreading through her body. The room seemed to warp and twist in a delightful haze. Reneé, always the life of the party, leaned in closer, her lips dangerously close to Y/N's ear.

"You feeling alright there?" she teased, a mischievous glint in her eye.

Y/N grinned the edges of her reality softening. "Yeah, I'm feeling… really good."

Reneé chuckled, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on Y/N's arm. "Glad to hear it, babe."

The effects of the edible continued to weave a dreamy haze around Y/N as they found themselves on a cozy couch surrounded by a few other people. The room was filled with laughter and the mellow beats of music, creating a laid-back atmosphere. Reneé, always attuned to the vibe of the moment, produced a rolled blunt from her pocket with a sly grin.

"Care for a little more adventure?" she asked, holding the blunt delicately between her fingers.

Y/N chuckled, feeling the warmth of the edible enhancing the easygoing mood. "Why not? It's that kind of night."

Reneé's smile widened as she sparked the blunt, the flame casting a warm glow on her features. She took a leisurely puff before passing it to Y/N. The fragrant smoke curled into the air as Y/N brought the blunt to their lips, inhaling deeply.

The room seemed to shift and sway with each exhale, the atmosphere becoming even more intoxicating. The group on the couch shared stories, laughter, and the occasional passing of the blunt, creating a sense of camaraderie. Y/N found themselves drawn into the conversation, feeling a deeper connection with Reneé and the others in the circle.

"wanna get out of here?" Renee murmured, her thighs pressed tightly against Y/N's as they sat on the couch, her leaning in to whisper in Y/N's ear.

Y/N nodded, and they navigated through the party, finding a more secluded room. The atmosphere was intimate, and the laughter from the party dulled to a distant hum. Reneé and Y/N shared a comfortable silence, the unspoken tension between them growing more palpable.

Reneé leaned in, her lips brushing against Y/N's earlobe. "You know," she whispered, "I like you. A lot."

Y/N's heart raced, the words sending shivers down her spine. "I like you too, Reneé."

With that admission, the gap between them closed, and their lips met in a heated kiss.

The room spun gently as Y/N found themselves lying on a bed, the effects of the edible and the blunt intensifying the sensation of weightlessness. Reneé, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of amusement and desire, hovered above Y/N. The dim glow of the room added to the dreamlike quality of the moment.

Reneé's lips met Y/N's in a slow, languid kiss, the taste of the lingering smoke and the sweetness of the edible blending into an intoxicating combination. Y/N's senses were heightened, and every touch, every movement, sent shivers through their body.

Unable to move much, Y/N surrendered to the experience, sinking deeper into the softness of the bed. Reneé's fingers traced patterns on Y/N's skin, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake. The world outside the room faded away, leaving only the two of them entangled in a haze of desire and euphoria.

Reneé pulled back, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "You doing okay there?"

Y/N managed a lazy smile, their limbs feeling heavy but content. "I feel.. heavy."

Reneé chuckled, her fingers gently playing with Y/N's hair. "Just relax, enjoy the moment."

Y/N's mind swirled with a mix of emotions, the high amplifying the intensity of each touch and caress.

Reneé leaned in once more, her lips brushing against Y/N's ear. "You know, you're even more beautiful when you're like this."

Y/N's cheeks flushed with a combination of warmth and the realization of the genuine connection between them. The world outside the room ceased to exist as Y/N and Reneé lost themselves in the shared bliss of the moment.

The room pulsed with a rhythmic beat that seemed to synchronize with the pounding of Y/N's heart. As Y/N lay on the bed, a euphoric haze enveloping them, Reneé couldn't resist the magnetic pull drawing her towards Y/N's lips. The air was charged with an intoxicating mixture of desire and the lingering effects of the substances they had indulged in.

Reneé's lips grazed Y/N's neck, leaving a trail of delicate kisses that sent shivers down their spine. Y/N's senses were heightened, each touch a symphony of pleasure that echoed through their body. The room seemed to blur at the edges as Reneé's lips found Y/N's, the kiss deepening into a passionate exchange.

Unable to resist the allure of Y/N's skin, Reneé planted soft kisses along their jawline, gradually making her way to the sensitive spot on their neck. Each kiss left a mark, a visible testament to the intensity of the moment. Reneé couldn't help but revel in the intoxicating mixture of the high and the electric connection between them.

Y/N let out a soft sigh, their fingers lightly tracing patterns on Reneé's back. The room spun with a heady combination of desire and bliss. Reneé continued her exploration, leaving a trail of hickeys that marked the passage of their shared ecstasy.

Reneé pulled back, her eyes locking with Y/N's, a fire burning within. "You're driving me crazy," she confessed, her voice husky.

Y/N's lips curved into a hazy smile, their words slurred with the effects of the substances. "Good kind of crazy, I hope."

Reneé chuckled, a playful glint in her eyes. "The best kind." She leaned in once more, their lips meeting in a searing kiss that left no room for anything but the intoxicating connection between them.

Renee's eyes were full of desire as she hovered over Y/N on the bed. Her hand traced down their body, stopping at the waistband of their pants. "You're so beautiful," she murmured, her voice thick with lust. "I've been thinking about this moment for days."

Y/N swallowed hard, heart pounding in anticipation. They trusted Renee implicitly, but this was a new experience for them nonetheless. As they gazed at the ceiling, patterns formed and dissolved in the textured surface, creating a captivating kaleidoscope. The music from the party outside seemed to echo through the walls, each beat resonating with the rhythm of Y/N's heartbeat.

Reneé's voice, soft and melodic, reached Y/N's ears, drawing them into a world of warmth and comfort. Every giggle and whispered word carried a playful echo, and the air seemed to shimmer with a pleasant energy. The mere thought of having Renee's mouth on them sent shivers down their spine.

Renee's fingers deftly unfastened Y/N's pants, sliding them down along with their underwear until they lay exposed before her. She pulled off the rest of Y/N's clothes, and Renee's eyes widened at the sight, her gaze lingering on every inch of flesh revealed. "You're so wet," she whispered, leaning in to lick a slow trail up Y/N's inner thigh.

Y/N gasped, arching into the touch. Her back arched off the mattress, offering herself fully to Renee's expert mouth. Their fingers threaded through Renee's hair, guiding her closer to their core. "Please," they slurred, moving their hands as much as they could to hold Renee's waist.

Renee pushed Y/N's hand off of her, "No touching, love." She spoke with a murmur, leaving hickeys on the inside of Y/N's thighs.

Y/N pleaded, their voice shaky with need. "Please, Renee."

Renee grinned wickedly, licking her lips in anticipation. She positioned herself deeper between Y/N's legs, taking a deep breath before diving in. Her tongue flicked against their clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through Y/N's body. Their hips bucked involuntarily, pushing against her mouth.

Renee didn't hesitate, sucking Y/N's sensitive nub into her mouth and sucking gently. Her tongue darted out, teasing every crevice and fold, sending them into a frenzy of pleasure. "Oh god," Y/N moaned, grabbing onto the sheets for support.

When Y/N closed their eyes, a tapestry of vibrant colors unfolded behind their eyelids, a visual symphony that danced to the rhythm of their thoughts. The boundary between imagination and reality blurred, and Y/N found themselves lost in a dreamscape of swirling emotions and sensations.

Their body trembled under Renee's expert touch, each stroke bringing them closer to the edge. Sweat dripped down their forehead, mingling with the saliva from Renee's lips. Their breaths came in short gasps, each one punctuated by cries of delight.

Renee knew she had to be careful; she wanted this to last as long as possible. But the sight of Y/N's pleasure-drenched face was almost too much to bear. She increased the intensity of her licks, wrapping her hand around their cock and stroking it in tandem with her mouth. The dual stimulation had Y/N writhing beneath her, their moans growing louder with each passing second.

Renee could feel Y/N's orgasm building, just within reach. She wanted to be the one to push them over the edge, to make them scream her name in ecstasy. Her tongue darted out one last time, flicking their clit with lightning-like speed.

Y/N cried out, arching off the bed as her orgasm hit like a freight train. Her pussy clenched around Renee's mouth, milking every last drop of pleasure from her. Renee lapped up every drop, savoring the taste of Y/N's release before reluctantly pulling away.

Renee's eyes locked with Y/N's, her heart pounding with anticipation. She had never been with anyone high before, but this situation excited her. She positioned herself between Y/N's legs, her cock poised at the entrance of their pussy.

"Are you ready?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Y/N nodded, their eyes heavy-lidded from the high. "I'm ready," they slurred, their body trembling with anticipation.

With one powerful thrust, Renee entered Y/N, burying herself to the base. Their eyes widened in surprise, but it was quickly replaced by a look of pure pleasure. "Oh god," Y/N gasped, their voice hoarse with need. Renee started to move, setting a steady rhythm that matched their breathing. Their hips ground together, creating friction that sent sparks flying between them as sweat dripped down their bodies.

Y/N's moans echoed through the room, a mix of pleasure and disbelief at how good it felt. "You feel amazing," Renee panted, her voice thick with desire. "I could fuck you all night."

Y/N blinked, her eyes hazy with lust. "Please, don't stop" she managed to say between breaths.

Y/N moaned, a blissful smile playing on their lips. The room, filled with the scent of lingering smoke and the soft glow of dim lights, became a sanctuary of euphoria.

Renee increased the pace, thrusting harder and faster into Y/N's welcoming core. Their moans filled the room, mixed with the slapping sounds of flesh against flesh. Their breaths came out in ragged gasps, each one punctuated by cries of delight.

She reached down, cupping Y/N's jaw and neck in her hands. "Look at me," she commanded softly. "Look into my eyes while I fuck you."

Y/N complied, their gaze hazily locked with Renee's. The intensity of the connection only heightened their pleasure, making every thrust feel more intense. "fuck you feel so good baby" Renee murmured, lost in the moment.

She didn't break stride, continuing to thrust into Y/N as she spoke again. "You're taking my dick so good" she hummed out.

Y/N moaned loudly, her orgasm exploding like a firework within her as she came again. Her pussy clenched around Renee's cock, milking every inch of her as she came. Renee rode out the waves with her, their lips locked in a fierce kiss that tasted of sweat and desire.

As Y/N's orgasm subsided, Renee followed suit, her own release drawing near. She thrust harder and faster, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm that would never end. "I'm going to cum," she panted, her voice strained with need.

Y/N gripped Renee's hips, urging her onward. "Come for me," she begged, her voice hoarse with desire. "I want to feel it."

Renee shuddered, her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave. Renee shuddered, her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave, her body convulsing as she spilled her essence inside Y/N. Their cries mingled together, filling the room with the raw intensity of their passion.

When it was all over, they collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily and clutching each other tight. Their bodies glistened with sweat and cum, a testament to the intensity of their union. Renee leaned in, pressing soft kisses against Y/N's forehead.

The room slowly settled into a serene calm as Y/N and Reneé lay on the bed, their breaths intermingling with the remnants of the euphoria that had enveloped them. The once vibrant colors and swirling patterns now softened, giving way to a tranquil atmosphere.

Y/N's limbs felt like they were made of cotton, a gentle heaviness replacing the weightless sensation that had characterized the peak of their high. As they came down from the intoxicating cloud, the world around them seemed to regain a semblance of clarity.

Reneé, lying beside Y/N, traced lazy patterns on their skin, her fingers creating a soothing rhythm that echoed the soft rise and fall of their breaths. The room was filled with a languid energy, and the air was charged with a quiet intimacy.

Reneé's lips found their way to Y/N's neck, leaving a trail of tender kisses that contrasted with the earlier fervor. Each touch was a gentle reminder of the shared journey they had embarked on throughout the night. Y/N sighed, the sensation of Reneé's lips against their skin sending shivers down their spine.

"I like this," Reneé whispered, her voice a soft murmur against Y/N's neck. "Just lying here, feeling each other's breaths."

Y/N nodded, a contented smile playing on their lips. The residual warmth from the high mixed with the delicate touch of Reneé's kisses created a cocoon of comfort and connection.

As the room bathed in the gentle glow of subdued lights, the two exchanged quiet words, sharing thoughts and emotions in the stillness of the moment. The outside world seemed distant, leaving only the hushed sounds of their breaths and the tender exchange of affections.

Reneé lifted her head to meet Y/N's gaze, her eyes reflecting a shared understanding. "You okay?"

Y/N nodded, a lingering smile on their face. "Yeah, more than okay."

The room held them in a tranquil embrace as they lay there, their breaths gradually syncing in a rhythm of shared calm. In the quiet aftermath of the night, Y/N and Reneé found solace in the simple beauty of being together, their connection deepening with each passing breath.

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[smusherina]

yard work - chapter 1 (regina george x reader)

fandom: Mean Girls (all media)

pairing: Regina George x OFC/Reader

summary: You'd been in the same class as Regina George since kindergarten. You'd lived on the same street even longer. Once upon a time, when life was sandbox disputes and who got the swing first arguments, you'd even been friends. Now, in junior year of high school, you doubted she even remembered you. The same couldn't be said about you. You definitely remembered her.

chapter 2

Summers spent cleaning the Georges' pool, mowing their lawn, fixing up their garage door, and giving the odd oil change to one of their cars was the norm for you. Your father had made it big as a self-made entrepreneur, climbing the ladder rung by rung all the way up from rock bottom, but he had ensured your upbringing reflected his humble roots. That meant that while you never had to go hungry like he did, your allowance was minimal. Enough for school lunch and a few dollars to spare.

Doing odd jobs around the neighbourhood had been your primary means of making money for the last couple of years. The block was pretty fancy, so not everybody wanted to hire some twerp with no experience when a professional was easily available. Even so, rich folk were surprisingly stingy. You had your own equipment, didn't ask for much and had a familiar face. The Georges were your longest-standing clients. Mowing their lawn in summer and shovelling their driveway in winter had been your job since you were thirteen.

That was probably the reason why Regina kept her distance instead of ridiculing you like everybody else. You went to the same high school, Northshore, but that was pretty much it. You hung around your own (loser) ilk and she had her (cool) troupe. She had this odd little clique with Gretchen Wieners and Karen Smith. You didn't know much about the two girls and you couldn't really tell if Regina even liked them. They hung out so they had to have something in common, right? You were but an observer at the end of the day, no matter how your neighbourly vantage point gave you a glimpse into Regina's life.

You counted her ignoring you as a blessing. It would've cut deep to fall victim to her new ways. This persona wasn't that new, you had to admit, but when you'd known her since practically diapers, high school was a pretty new development. She'd never been what people would describe as sweet or nice, but this mean girl persona was on a whole other level.

To be fair, you could very well understand why Regina was the way she was. You knew Mr George. You'd sat at the same dinner table as him, had experienced first-hand how his presence weighed on his family. Especially on Regina. Your father was the same way, all sharp edges with no time for tenderness, not even- especially not for his daughter. That'd been the reason you'd gotten so close to Regina in the first place. Most of the time it was just Regina, her mom and you at their house. Mrs George left you two by yourselves a lot 'cause she had to take care of Kylie. You loved being at the Georges' house.

(Expect, of course, those select few times Mr George was also there. But that was rare. Regina didn't invite you over when he was home.)

And now it'd been reduced to this. You, fishing leaves from the pool. Regina, inside with her new friends. Mrs George, lounging on the patio with a virgin margarita, chatting with you when you rounded the pool closer to her. Kylie, probably in the sitting room dancing along to whatever they played on MTV.

You straightened from your slouched position and groaned at the ache in your back. You leaned back with your hands braced at your sides, trying to stretch out the crick.

"Mrs George?" You hollered and waved your arms in her direction.

"Yes, dear?" She brightened up, perching up in her sun bed.

"You mind if I put my headphones on while I mow the lawn?"

"Oh, sure, of course!" She waved a hand dismissively. "Remember the glasses! And once you're done why don't you have dinner with us?"

"I'll think about it, Mrs George." You smiled with thin lips, knowing you'd be turning the offer down. With that, you plugged your headphones into the Walkman at your hip and walked to the shed.

You wore the safety glasses obediently, knowing all it took to blind you was one unlucky pebble to the eye. Your dad had been sure to lecture you about workplace safety over the years, like every time you stepped foot in the shop, so at this point putting on embarrassing safety equipment was second nature.

The Georges had a big lawn. Stingy rich people, couldn't get one of those driveable mowers. You'd be pushing this cart around till nightfall, or something...

Usher's newest album blasting in your ears and the rumbling of the lawn mower muffling all background noise, you didn't notice her at first. By the time you caught sight of Regina standing on the patio stairs, looking your way, hands on her hips and a displeased frown on her lips, you feared you were too late.

You let the engine die and tugged your headphones away from your ears. "What?" You yelled across the pool.

She rolled her eyes before answering. "Mom wants you in for dinner."

"Oh," This had never happened before. Usually, Mrs George would come round to give you your payment, ask you to stay and you'd say no. She'd smile sadly and say "Maybe next time, sweetie".

"She made casserole," Regina said, inspecting her nails. What was for dinner was definitely not the reason for your hesitation.

"Uh, I don't wanna intrude-"

"You wouldn't have been invited if it was an intrusion, idiot." She cut in sharply. "Don't be rude." And so, she swept inside.

"Uh- I- I'll finish up as fast as I can!"

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[hermslore]

Car Ride | Regina George x Reader

REQUESTED

You're a part of the plastics, and get invited by Regina to go shopping along with the girls. During the trip, another girl begins to flirt with you and Regina, being her, gets jealous.

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warning: smut

Fingering, Reader having to keep quiet, Car sex, Public sex, dom!regina, choking, mention of strap-on

Regina had found a new person to play with, Cady Heron. You were in her group of plastics for a while and when new meat walked in, of course Regina had to invite her to have lunch with the rest of you.

Cady was very pretty, the only problem was, her fashion sense. Which, Regina couldn't tolerate. So, she decided to invite all of you to go shopping.

"Get in loser," she smirked at Cady, your jealousy growing. You and Regina's relationship was complicated. You had sex with her a lot but never more than that. She was out to everyone but you were scared to ask her out. However, despite, the "friends with benefits" relation you both had, she would get extremely jealous whenever you got close to someone else.

When all of you reached the mall, she helped pick out outfits for cady. They all tried on different types of clothing, and gretchen and karen hyped cady up and helped her decide what to buy.

While all of this was going on, you were roaming around, picking clothes that you thought would look good on Regina as you chuckled to yourself.

Of course, you had developed a crush on Regina, Gretchen and Karen had figured it out too, saying you were awfully obvious.

While you were lost in your thoughts, a worker showed up to help you out. Her blouse was slightly open, and you could tell she was trying to flirt.

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Regina glaring at the both of you and you decided to mess with her. You started leaning in more into the worker, laughing and giggling at her words, acting flirty.

Regina was boiling with rage, she hated seeing you flirt with others, that too, in front of her. She stormed over, grabbing your arm and dragging you away.

"We're leaving," she growled, you shivered at her aggression. You all made your way to the car, but she didn't make eye contact with you, neither did she try to talk to you.

As you were too many people, you all decided to split cabs. One with you, Karen and Regina, the other with Cady and Gretchen.

Karen sat in the front, completely oblivious to the tension among you and Regina at the back. She had headphones in, not paying attention to you both.

"Regin-" you began to talk, but were cut off as she turned around and glared at you. "What did you think you were doing?" she asked you, her tone demanding, sending shivers down your spine.

You couldn't form proper sentences, her hand undoing your jeans slowly. Karen was completely phased out, not paying attention to you both to your relief. "I- I was just talking to the worker there," you managed to say.

"Oh, you know it was more than that," she hissed. She was extremely mad, and you found it so hot. You were going to answer but gasped.

Her fingers made it to your underwear, teasing your folds. "Maybe you need to be reminded who you belong to," she growled in your ear. You let out a shaky breath, nodding slowly.

"So wet for me, kitten," she purred in your ear as you bit your lip to suppress your noises. Her fingers stroked you, making you shiver.

"Who do you belong to?" She looked at you, eyes filled with lust. "Y-you, mmph," you whimper out, unable to form coherent sentences.

She inserted a finger in you, making you gasp. "Keep quiet, or else I'll have to choke you," she snarled, making your eyes roll to the back of your head.

"Oh, you want that, don't you?" she chuckled, darkly. Her free hand made it's way to your neck, choking you, as she looked front to make sure Karen didn't see anything. You let out a muffled moan as she added another finger in you.

"Regina, please, I'll never flirt with anyone else," you begged, you were getting desparate now. She giggled, fastening her pace as you let out muffled moans, biting your lip to the point where it almost drew blood.

"That's it, baby, ride my fingers," she purred in your ear as you rolled your hips against her fingers. You came undone quite quickly, making her chuckle. She pulled her fingers out, letting go of your neck and licked them clean.

You licked your lips and looked at her hungrily. You couldn't wait to get home, you knew she would punish you for flirting with other people.

And you were right, when you both got home, she bent you over her bed, ramming her strap into you till you couldn't walk.

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[superhaught]

Incurable Cravings

Pairing: Regina George x Reader

Warning: Explicit Smut (18+ MDNI)

Word Count: 1800, Part 1/?

Part 2 / Part 3

Regina bullies reader and ends up getting exactly what she wants.

Explicit content below!

You would think that keeping your head down, wearing your headphones and staying out of people’s way would mean that you could go about your day unbothered, but that was not the case today. 

You navigated through the crowded hallways at school easily enough but if fucking Jason Weems hadn’t gotten in your way, you wouldn’t have accidentally bumped into Regina. You barely touched her really, but no one, not even her former best friend, could get away with doing anything that could so much as irritate her. 

You cursed under your breath as she turned around and gave you her signature death-glare. 

“Did you just fucking try to push me? Oh my god! You totally did, didn’t you? Gretchen, you saw that, right?”

Gretchen feigned shock, “I totally saw, Regina, you’re so right.”

Regina raised an eyebrow and brought her hand to her chest as if she had been truly scandalized, “you absolute bitch!” The blonde reached out and knocked your books out of your arms, scattering them to the floor. 

You sighed and rolled your eyes out of habit. Regina grabbed your chin hard, “and now you have the audacity to roll your eyes at me? Are you fucking kidding?”

You clenched your jaw and didn’t say anything in response. Regina shook your chin forcefully, “are you going to apologize or what?”

Was it the best choice to make Regina more angry? No, of course not. But you were so sick of the bullshit. She wasn’t always like this. Once upon a time, you would have trusted her with anything. Once, you, Janis, and Regina were the inseparable trio. You weren’t cool, you didn’t have to be. You had each other. None of you judged the others’ interests or outfits or houses. You just loved each other. 

Not anymore though.

“I didn’t fucking do anything, Regina.”

“Oh, absolutely the fuck not.” Suddenly, Regina’s grip shifted to the back of your neck and she was shoving you forward. She threw open the janitor’s closet and pushed you inside, making you stumble against the sink. You hit your hip on the ceramic and winced, you’d have a bruise later for sure, but in that moment you knew that would be the least of your worries after Regina planted herself between you and the closet door and shut it behind her. 

She didn’t turn on the closet light, so you were trapped in a dark closet with the taller girl with no feasible way of getting out. 

“What the hell is your fucking problem, Regina?” You demanded. 

“What’s my problem? My problem is that I fucking despise you. I’m sick of seeing your fucking face in my school and yet, it seems like everywhere I go, there you are.”

“Jesus Christ, get over yourself, Regina.”

She put her hands on your chest and shoved you backwards, pushing you against the shelves of cleaning supplies, “how about you get a fucking grip and start treating me with the respect I deserve?”

“Respect? Why the fuck should I respect you?”

Regina scoffed, “because if you don’t, I will make your life a living hell.”

“What the hell happened, Regina? What happened to us?”

“I grew up. You and Janis didn’t. Is that supposed to be my fault? It’s so fucking pathetic that you and her blame me when all I did was learn how to get what I want.”

“You know what I think, Gina?”

“Don’t fucking call me that.” She shoved you again. 

“Answer the question.”

“Why do I care what you think?”

“I think you’re a big fucking liar.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. I think that you’re a big. Fucking. Liar. For starters, you don’t despise me. And I think you actually care, a lot. And I think you have no idea how to get what you actually want, and that’s why you’re like this.”

“What the fuck are you even talking about?”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about. Just admit it already.” You were being bold. Maybe too bold. But for some reason, at this moment, you didn’t really care. If you were right, this could change everything. And you were pretty sure that you were right. 

Regina never left you alone. All of these years had gone by and Regina never stopped tormenting you. She always put her hands on you every chance that she got. She didn’t continue to bother Janis in that way. But you always faced her wrath. 

Regina was stunned into silence at your words. 

You lowered your voice to a whisper, “you don’t hate me, do you, Regina?”

She squeezed your upper arms, digging her acrylic nails into your skin, “I… I…”

“Say it,” you leaned in and brought your lips right against her ear, “say that you crave me. Say that you always have.”

The blonde’s breath caught in her throat and she squeezed you harder, drawing blood with the points of her nails, “you’re such a fucking cunt…”

“That’s not a denial, is it?”

“Fuck you…” she whispered. 

“No, Regina. I think I’d rather fuck you. That’s what you want, isn’t it? And wouldn't it be the biggest show of respect for me to give you exactly what you want?”

She grabbed your chin again. Your core tightened with terror, but then she yanked you close and captured your lips in a bruising kiss, immediately biting your bottom lip and pressing her tongue into your mouth, claiming you as hers. 

Your instincts tell you to melt at her touch and just let her take you, but you knew it would be much more satisfying to get back at her just a little bit. 

You matched the intensity of her kiss and fought her for control over it, bringing one hand to her waist and the other up to her neck, giving just the slightest squeeze and pulling away from her, you decided to tease, “there you go, Regina… isn’t that so much better?”

“Shut the fuck up.”

“Make me…”

Regina pressed into you again and kissed you even harder than before. The kiss was absolutely intoxicating and made you want to black out from pure bliss but you were determined to make sure that you didn’t take the back seat for even a second during this. You held onto her and pulled her in closer, pressing your chests against each other and burying your fingers into her hair as you kissed feverishly. You began to move your lips along her jawline, making her produce this delicious moan that you’d never forget. Your lips danced along her soft, sensitive skin and sucked at it lightly, teasingly, not to leave marks but to make her think you would. You grabbed her earlobe between your teeth and bit ever so slightly, and then kissed down her jugular. 

You felt her begin to grind her hips against you and you giggled happily, “you wanted me so badly, didn’t you?”

She could only respond with a long moan of pleasure. Your own chest filled with warmth as your heart pounded, the blondes’ sounds sending shockwaves through your system and between your legs. 

You grind your hips in tandem with her and create that friction you both need, “let me make you feel good, Gina. Let me take care of what you need, babygirl…”

“Fuck… fuck… yes… please… please…” she whined. 

“Yeah? You want that?”

“Yes… ohmygod yes, please…”

You kiss Regina again and turn the both of you around, pushing her back against the shelves. You kiss her lips hungrily and then pull away slightly, her sticky lip gloss making a smacking sound when you separate, a string of spit connecting you. You whisper against her lips, “I’ve always wanted you…”

“Shut up…” she gasped, “shut up… just shut up and fuck me…”

“Aw,” you tease, “It’s cute that you think you’re calling the shots right now…”

Regina groaned, “you… fuck-”

“Relax, babygirl… I’m just teasing. You’ll get what you need, I promise.” You let your hands trail down her sides and untuck her shirt from her pants, tracing the pads of your fingers over her hip bones, “I’ve never wanted to deny you what you want, Gina… you want me to touch you?”

“God…” she groaned, “yes… touch me…”

You smile and slowly slide your hand down the front of her pants. She moans and bucks her hips forward. Your fingers graze over her panties and you can feel how wet she is. You simply move the gusset of her underwear to the side and start to rub your middle finger through her folds and she moans deeply, arching her back and leaning against the wall. 

“You want this, Regina?”

“Yes… yes…”

You nod and start to circle her clit. 

She sighs and grinds against you, “stop being so fucking gentle!”

“What’s wrong, Gina? Impatient?”

Regina groans and you give her what she wants by sliding your middle finger inside. You can tell straight away that she’s already close to finishing, her muscles clench around you and her knees go weak. You support her with your other arm and add your ring finger and start to pump your fingers in and out of her, curling them to hit that spot. 

The blonde throws her head back and moans loudly, crying out your name. It’s music to your ears but you say, “shhh, Regina… don’t let everyone hear you cumming on the fingers of the person you’re supposed to hate the most…”

She groans again and lifts her arm up, biting down on her own forearm to silence herself. 

“Good girl,” you praise. Regina moans and her eyes roll back. You had no idea you’d be able to make her fall apart so easily. She keeps rolling her hips, fucking herself on your fingers now rather than letting you continue to tease her. You indulge it and press your thumb on her clit and soon enough she’s completely coming undone. Regina’s body shakes erratically and you feel her walls tighten around your fingers as she comes.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuuuck…” she breathes, “fucking shit…” Regina grabs the front of your shirt and pulls you forward, kissing you deeply and pulling the hair at the nape of your neck. 

You kiss her and moan into her mouth. She pulls on your hair and yanks your head back, “I hate you… I hate you so fucking much…”

“No you don’t… you’re confusing two strong emotions, Gina…”

“How the fuck do you know what I feel?” 

You try to look into her bright blue eyes but can't see well in the dark closet, but you're certain you heard it in her voice. You lift your hand up to her cheek and caress your thumb over it, confirming your suspicions as you wipe a tear off of her skin.

You sigh, “because I feel it, too.”

Next Chapter

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[ludwig-van-gaythoven]

Cabin Fever - (Regina George x F Reader)

Fandom;

Mean Girls (2024)

Pairings:

Regina George x Reader

Summary:

The students of Northshore go on a school trip for a week in the forest. You end up getting to know the apex predator in a way you’d never seen her before.

Warnings;

Underage smoking, underage drinking, implied ED

Parts

Part 1// Part2//

School trips were never really your thing. Sure it was good to be out of classes but to you it just seemed like an extension of school and honestly you’d rather be anywhere else.

One of the teachers thought it would be a bright idea to take you all out of school for a week to spend it in a forest ‘immersed in nature’. Possibly their tactic to get everyone to stop being at eachother a throats especially after the whole Cady incident a few months back.

It didn’t help that your best friends Janis and Damien both ended up getting sick at the last minute so couldn’t come with you , now you had to stay in your shared cabin alone. At least you didn’t have to room with a random person the whole trip, small mercies I guess.

The coach drive there was boring. You sat near the front, making sure to put your bag on the seat next to yours so nobody tried to sit with you. Of course Queen Regina and her minions took ownership of the back of the coach, that’s why you decided to sit upfront. Best to stay out of the firing line.

It’s not that you hated Regina, you understand why she’s the way she is. It’s a smart move to position yourself at the top of the food chain to avoid being mauled. Your tactic has always been to just steer clear of the food chain entirely which has worked so far.

The coach finally comes to a stop after a few hours and everyone shoves their way off and mills around in groups before a teacher starts to call out names and lodge numbers so people can go and unpack.

As soon as you turn the corner you hear Regina’s shriek of horror.

“Eww, what the fuck are these. I thought we were staying in chalets”

You roll you eyes. The cabins were clean, neat, maybe a little rustic. Of course Regina would still have to be dramatic about it.

“I’m sure forcing us to stay in one of these is some form of neglect.” She snarks at Mrs Norbury as she takes her hot pink suitcase over to her accommodation.

Luckily you get assigned one of the cabins at the edge of the forest, it’ll be quiet. Unfortunately it’s the next cabin over from the plastics. Not that they’ll even notice you there, I’m not sure any of them even know your name. It feels safe to be invisible, if not a bit lonely.

Once everyone is settled, a teacher comes round to each cabin explaining that tonight you can just get settled. No hiking or activities today, just a campfire and dinner later. That suits you perfectly. You sit on the creaky bed in your cabin, pull out your Switch console and start to get lost in a game. Hours pass before dinner call and you make your way, alone to the campfire.

You sit on your own, out of the way of all the different high school cliques. At this point you wish Janis and Damien were here. It feels vulnerable sitting alone.

To distract yourself you watch the other groups like a documentary maker. Noting the way they interact, the tension between them and the clique next to them. However nobody quite catches your eye like Regina.

She’s like a lioness. She has this invisible hold over everyone. They can all fuck about in their own groups but as soon as someone steps a foot out of place she roars and swishes her mane and everyone scampers back to obedience.

Currently she’s sitting at a bench with Gretchen and Karen, they’re talking enthusiastically about their plans for the trip; makeovers, cabin decoration, girly shit. Regina seems zoned out, she’s been pushing the same bit of food around her plate for a good 15 minutes. Every few minutes it’s like she’s trying to solve a puzzle, rearranging everything until teachers tell us to go back to our cabins and rest for the evening. You’re not sure you saw her eat a single thing, the food is probably not up to her standards.

Regina stands and suddenly seems snapped out of her trance, flashing a grin and summoning Karen and Gretchen back to the cabin with her.

You follow, a good distance behind. No point getting too close to danger, and slip back to your Cabin unnoticed.

There’s not much to do alone in a forest so you end up putting on a movie and start a new page in your sketchbook. Janis and Damien are the only ones to know you draw. That’s how you ended up speaking with Janis in the first place. If that news ever got back to Regina she’d probably have something to finally pick on you for, but so far you aren’t even on her radar.

You lose a lot of time sketching out some of the trees you can see out of the window, lots of tall, looming pines fill the page, you start to sketch a lion between the trees.

Eventually darkness creates a blanket around the forest. There’s a soft glow from many lamps outside of cabin doors, but past that, the forest seems endless in the dark. It’s 10:30pm. Teachers are fast asleep. Students definitely are not.

You hear snickering coming from the plastics cabin. Their lights are still on, not that you care at all.

Since all the teachers are asleep you decide that it’s probably safe to sneak out and have a cigarette. You stand down the side of the cabin so that your silhouette is obscured slightly by a bush and hunt through your pockets for a lighter. Finally you light the cigarette, trying to blow the smoke downwind, away from the teachers window.

“Karen! Fuck! Would you just stop puking, shut up!”

You watch from the shadow as Karen falls out of the door and begins to heave into the bush next to their window. Gretchen follows quickly, shaking Karen by the shoulders, desperately trying to get her to shut up so they don’t wake anyone. Regina steps out too, slightly loosing balance and nearly falling down the steps after them.

Clearly they’re all drunk. Someone must have snuck alcohol in.

Regina tries to keep a composed look but you see panic flash across her face briefly as her eyes scan around them, watching for any witnesses. You stay completely still against the cabin wall.

Karen finally stops for a second and they grab her by the arms to try and get her back inside. Their balance isn’t very good either and on the way in Regina’s foot connects briefly with a terracotta plant pot which wobbles for a second and then crashes to the ground, smashing over the front step. A sound that cuts through the night air.

The light to the teachers cabin flicks on.

You quickly drop the cigarette and stomp it out before silently scrambling back into your room, making sure the door closes soundlessly, watching intently through the window.

Mrs Norbury storms over to the plastics lodge, already suspecting they caused the noise.

You can’t make out exactly what’s being said. There’s a lot of shouting, from both parties. Then Mrs Norbury leaves, and the plastics light goes off too.

You quickly get into bed. It’s unlikely anyone will check in on you, but you decide it’s time to sleep anyway, it’s late, and drift off to the sound of the wind through trees. The wind sounds faintly like a roar.

In the morning you shower and begin to get changed when there’s a knock at your door.

“Regina will be rooming with you for the rest of the week, make sure she doesn’t try sneaking out.”

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[oneofthetorturedpoets]

Keep on pretending pretty girl.

based on pretty girls by Renee Rapp.

Regina George x Reader

You wouldn't say that you were popular but you were definitely well known, mainly for the fact that you were openly gay and stood up for yourself if anyone had something to say.

You knew how Regina George ran the school, but you never had to interact with her, fortunately for you. Though because of your clashing personalities everyone anticipated a fight between you too, knowing you wouldn't back down, even from the top plastic.

-

You held your lunch tray out in front of you as you were walking towards your table, as you were walking a jock slapped your food out of your hands.

"What's up, lesbo?" He says, you stand still, shocked at the situation. No one has ever tried to be violent with you, it was mainly just name calling.

You look up towards the guy, who you found to be Shane Omen "What the fuck dude?"

He chuckles, mockingly. "Aw, I'm sorry, were you going to eat that?"

You shake your head, deciding to just ignore him and leave. As you went to do that, he pushed you, causing you to stumble. You grab the table to save yourself.

"Where do you think you're going? I'm not done with you, dyke." You whip around, before he could even react to you facing him now, you swing your fist, hooking him right in the jaw. His head flew to the side, his hand immediately going up to try and soothe his mouth.

All the way across the gym, Regina George is watching the interaction, heat shooting straight through her body as she watches you sock her ex boyfriend in the face-

Wait did she think that was hot? No, she's not gay.

-

After the so called fight in the gym, your day was fine. You tried to ignore the shooting pain in your knuckles as you fixed your hair in the mirror. You see the door open and Regina walks through. She smirks at you.

She stands next to you, starting to adjust her her lipstick. "What's up, loser?"

You look over at her. "Uh, nothing much. what about you?" The sentence coming off more awkward than you wanted.

"I'm having a party this weekend, I want you there." Her tone makes your heart skip a beat.

"Just tell me when and where, I'll be there."

-

The weekend came sooner than you thought, leaving you rummaging through your closet. You finally find an outfit that is still your style but you're sure Regina would approve.

You walk through Regina's front door, the lights are dimmed and music is blaring. You weave through the people who were either drinking, dancing or eating each other's faces.

You find the drink table, grabbing a drink for yourself. You felt a hand on your arm, looking over to see Regina. "You came."

"Well you did invite me." You say, jokingly.

She snickers. "I wasn't sure you would show, this doesn't seem like your thing."

You shake your head. "It's not, but I figured I should try it before I have real life responsibilities."

"Well, I hope my party lives up to all of your expectations." As soon as she says that, she's wondering back into the crowd of people.

-

You find yourself sitting in a corner, the party really wasn't your thing. None of your friends were invited, so there was no one you could talk to, except for the occasional Regina.

She was sweeter than you thought she would be. Maybe it's because you haven't done anything wrong, but then again she snaps at people for just looking at her.

Speaking of her, she walks over to you, a sway in her walk. "Hey, loser."

"Hey, Regina" She slides into the spot next to you.

The smell of alcohol and expensive perfume invading your nose. You feel her turn to face you, you follow the action. "So, you're gay, aren't you?"

Ohh so this is the part where Regina finds something to tease you over and throws you out of the party? "Yeah, I like girls."

"That's cool." She says, the tension builds. "Is there any girl you have your eye on?" Her tone sounds almost like she wanting a specific answer.

"Not really, I don't talk to many people" She nods along with your statement.

She plays with her fingers. "You know... if I were gay, you would probably be my type." She inches close towards you.

You've heard that before, so many times. All of the straight girls who wanted to experiment. Why was this time different? Why did butterflies swarm your stomach? Why were you leaning in?

Before you knew it, your lips collide. A spark that makes your skin irrupt into a blush. Her hands get lost in your hair, trying to pull you closer. Your hand squeezes her thigh. You pull away, finally coming to your senses.

"What about Aaron?" Your hands remain in the same spot.

"Don't worry, he won't mind." You try to leave the situation, do the right thing and leave, but when she staring at you with her dilated pupils and kiss-swollen lips. you pull her in for another kiss, all coherent thoughts fly out of your mind, except for one that kept circling.

How can Regina be so mean if her lips are this sweet?

"Regina- oh my god" Gretchen screams.

You go to pull away but Regina holds you in place for another second, savoring the moment. "What Gretchen?" Regina was more annoyed than you thought. was she really that into the kiss?

"Aaron was looking for you, but I see that you're... busy" Gretchen looked you up and down.

Regina could tell Gretchen was judging you. "Yeah, I am actually. Tell him I left." Before Gretchen could even turn around, Regina pulls you in for a deep kiss. The action causing you to melt into her.

-

"Everyone is gone, Regina." You mutter against her lips, she slowly pulls away.

She sighs. "God, I can't get enough of you." Her sentence caused you to blush. "You know, we barely get to talk but you've always been my favorite. I think it's because you're not scared of me? I don't know but I've been watching you and I think you're cool." She plays with your hand, seeming nervous.

You smile at her. "I must be cool if I could do this." You pull her in for another kiss, she moans. You pull away, sooner than Regina wanted. she tries to follow you but eventually you break apart.

"I absolutely love what we got goin' on here but I think I should go home." She rolls her eyes, glancing over to the clock on her wall, it reads '3:00 AM'. She realizes how long you two have been there.

"Oh shit, you're right" Regina gets up, adjusting her outfit. “This was fun, baby” She pecks your lips one last time before leaving the room.

-

As you walk into the school, you’re nervous to see Regina. You’re not sure why, she said she had fun last night.

You see her passing by. "Hey Regina!" She ignores you, pushing right pass you.

What the fuck?

You brush it off, deciding to continue on with your day. You walk into your first period, the only open seat was next to Regina. You walk over there, she turns away from you as much as she can. Visibly avoiding you.

Half way through the period, you try and talk to her. "Regina, if you're mad-"

She cuts you off immediately. "Why are you talking to me? We never talked before. What changed?"

You scoff. "You know exactly what changed, but if we're going to play that game, let's do it."

Regina looks at you, slightly shocked.

-

The next time you see regina that day is in fifth period, right before lunch. She's sitting in the seat you always sit at.

"You're in my seat." You stare down at her.

She smirks. "It doesn't have your name on it."

"It actually does, I carved it in to the desk when I was bored. So get out." She looks down, seeing your name faintly carved into the plastic.

You tap your foot, getting impatient. "That doesn't make it yours. I've decided I want to sit here today."

You shake your head. "I preferred it when you didn't talk to me." You turn around, storming off to a different desk.

-

The period finally ended, after what felt like forever. You packed your notebook in your backpack, quickly leaving the class, as you were walking down the hall, a hand pulled you into the janitors closet.

"What the hell-" You were interrupted by lips crashing into yours. You quickly pull away, relieved to see Regina, but also extremely confused. "Regina-" She cut you off again. Kissing you passionately, not letting you think about anything else except for her. You kiss her back, her taste too intoxicating to not. When air became a problem, she pulled away.

"God, I hate you" She whispers against your lips.

Your brows crinkle in confusion. "Why?"

She kisses you lightly. "I think you've brought out the part of me I've been trying to keep away all these years."

"Maybe instead of hating me, you should be thanking me." She smirks.

"I think I'm showing you enough gratitude." Your lips meet again, passion overflowing.

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[henry-fox-biggest-stan]

I was fully prepared for mean girls 2024 to not be queer at all, just having Damian and Reneé’s lesbian vibes but oh my god

Gretchen??

Karen just being surrounded by girls

The whole Janis and Regina thing + Janis being canonically queer

All the background queer couples

Damian and that guy

This girl’s reaction to Regina being wet with the water

+ Regina keeping the pride pin

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[mascregina]

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