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thewritersaddictions · 7 months

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Day Thirty: Elijah Mikealson + Overstim

Elijah has been fucking you for hours now, or at least that's what it seems like to you. With his relentless thrust, he's never close and never gives up.

It had started all because you had teased him with a short dress during a family dinner with his brother and sisters. It gave little to the imagination. Thighs were on display for everyone to see, and the valley of your breasts was prominent.

Elijah's sisters had given you praises when the two of you arrived. Freya hugged you tightly and gave you a knowing look as she saw your sundress. Rebekah had embraced you just like her sister had, but when you released each other gave you a twirl of her wrist. Wanting you to show off the dress to her.

The eyes of his brothers were what you assumed pissed him off first. Klaus had raked his eyes over you when you first arrived, but Kol was handsy with his hug holding you hostage almost.

His cock had your hole bruised and swollen. "I told you that Kol was no good. I bet you just loved him touching you." He groaned. You've been shaking your head, trying to make him believe you, but he won't stop fucking you.

"I. DON"T. BELIEVE. YOU." With every word, he gave a hard and mean thrust. Skin slapping against skin, Elijah's fingers were bruised into your skin, but as much as you hated how you had gotten here.

You couldn't dare say that you didn't enjoy Elijah's rough pace and how he had his hand around your throat. You were so cock drunk on Elijah's cock that you didn't notice him reach over to the side table drawer and pull out one of your toys.

Your bright pink vibrator buzzed in his hand. Before you even notice the loud buzzing of your toy, you can feel the buzzing hit your swollen clit. "ELI… I can't>" You're so deep that you try anything to push away from the overstimulation of the vibrator. His thumb has been okay playing with your clit gently, but this is horrible. It's never-ending.

"IF you want it to stop, then you gotta cum, just one more time, baby. Cum on cock tell me you own this pretty little soaked pussy." Your head rolls back into the satin pillowcase, and your eyes roll into the back of your head as you cum around Elijah's cock. "Hmm, such a good girl…" He groans as his thrust lose their rhythm.

Elijah's head falls into the corner of your neck and shoulder when he hits his high, leaking into you. "I'm sorry, Eli," You whisper to him. He picks up his head. Hazel's eyes look into yours, "It's alright, sweetness; I might have overreacted." You smile before pressing a small kiss onto his plump lips.

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Posted on: 10/30/23

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The Originals Master List // Kinktober '23

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wiltkingart · 5 months

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at your service (or demise)

#leon kennedy #resident evil #fanart #digital #original art #secretary was requested. ada dress is a gift from me to you #(someone asked me to draw him in one of my fave outfits. and i was really hoping someone would ask for ada)#(soooo.... mwah)

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badbtssmut · 25 days

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Your boyfriend looks a little too good in his police uniform.

Contains: Jungkook is a cop, fucking while wearing his uniform, reader is handcuffed, bit of squirting, Jungkook telling reader not to cum yet, kinda roleplay-ish, pussy fucking from behind, missionary

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“Yeah, like that? That what you want? Tell officer Jeon how much you like it.” You moan as he pounds into you, the metal of his handcuffs digging into your skin. “Pussy taking in all this cock so well, so fucking wet.” Your boyfriend cooed, gripping onto your wrists tighter as he sped up his hips.

He was still dressed in full uniform, the heavy weight of his utility belt pressed against your ass, his shirt still tucked in and his hardened cock poking between the gap of his undone pants, and you, laid bare before him.

“Yes, like that…” You dug your face into the mattress, frowning as you focused on taking in his size, feeling every vein and inch of his cock slide against your walls.

“Is that all? Don't make me repeat myself again. How much do you like it when I fuck you like this, slut? How much do you like your pussy used like the toy that it is? Hm?” Jungkook pressed, slowing down his movement before he stopped, keeping his cock tucked inside of you, waiting for your reply.

“Jungkook…” You whimpered, trying to move your hips back to feel the same pleasure as before, but he stopped you. His hands moved from your wrists to your waist, holding you in place. You could hear him laugh softly, amused at your frustration.

“Jungkook…” You started again, whining his name.

“Jeon for you.” He corrected you. You were surprised, not expecting him to keep up the roleplay, even with his cock buried in you.

You were too horny to fight, and just wanted him to keep going, so you obliged.

“Mr Jeon, I love it when you fuck me, feels so good, never wanna stop… Just keep going, please, fuck me and use me.” You whined, moving your head back, trying to get a look at his face.

He smirked, before leaning in closer and giving you a kiss. You kissed him back before he pulled away and resumed his rhythm, the sound of his belt and his thighs smacking against your skin filled the room, and you started to breath faster, before moans left your lips.

“Mm yes, right there…” You moaned, closing your eyes, letting the sensation of him hitting your spot wash over you.

“Yeah? Right there? That’s your spot, here?” He teased, hitting the same place.

You nodded quickly, unable to speak.

Jungkook then pulled out, before he flipped you over and got between your legs, entering you again. He leaned over you and caged you in, his arms on both side of your head, as he began to thrust.

Your arms were trapped between the bed and your back, and you were at his mercy, as he fucked you, making sure his cock rubbed against your g-spot every time. Your moans made him aware that he was hitting you in the right spot, and his cock twitched in response.

The bed creaked loudly, and his heavy breathing filled your ears. He looked down at your body, admiring the way your chest rose and fell with each thrust, and your eyes rolling back every now and then, and it pushed him closer.

Jungkook sat up, still moving his hips back and forth as he unbuttoned his jacket, pulling it off and dropping it next to him.

He then took the shirt off, exposing his sweaty torso, and he leaned down again, his hands now grabbing your bare chest.

Your tits bounced with each thrust, and you moaned louder, wrapping your legs around him, encouraging him to go deeper.

“Fuck.” Jungkook cussed, kneading your chest and rolling your nipples in between his fingers, causing you to whimper.

“Close…” You whined, feeling yourself near your climax.

“No, not yet, baby. Wait for me, yeah? Can you do that for me?” Jungkook whispered, now caressing your face. “Please baby? Need you five more minutes, can you? Please, wanna cum together, wanna cum with your pussy hugging my cock, need you to hold it a bit longer.” He nearly begged.

“Jeon, if you keep talking like that, I’ll…” You tried to tell him, but he silenced you with a kiss, moving his hips a bit faster.

It was torture, his pace was just enough to keep you on the edge, but not enough to send you over. You closed your eyes, focusing on his cock and his tongue slipping into your mouth.

Your feet kicked into the sheets, trying to hold it, but you couldn’t.

Jungkook could tell you were near your limit, and he sat up, raising your hips and pounding into you harder, chasing his own release. You whimpered, being at his mercy as he lifted your lower body and mercilessly pounded into you, him adjusting himself to fuck you into a higher angle made you nearly cry, as you could feel yourself coming closer and closer.

Finally, he released his load into you, moaning out your name and riding out his high, and you soon followed, squirting onto his cock and soaking the sheets.

“Mm..” He shuddered, keeping his cock in you and leaning in to kiss you.

“Baby…” You whimpered. “They hurt.” You reminded him.

Jungkook immediately reached down and took the handcuffs off, throwing them off the bed, and brought your wrists to his lips, kissing them.

#bts smut #bts x reader #bts requests #bts smut requests #bts fanfic #bts smut fanfic #jungkook x female reader #jungkook x yn #jungkook x original character #jungkook x reader

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nouverx · 1 month

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crawls in here

Humbly requests more of your human! Al bc I’m unapologetically obsessed with him👀….

GOOD because I am also obsessed with him

He's 29 Mimzy!! Run!!

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanart #hazbin alastor #human alastor #sketch #autodesk sketchbook #art request #I hc mimzy was a heavy smoker while alastor was a very occasional smoker (like “once every two month only at parties” kind of smoker)#the real Alastor's villain origin story lmao #I've seen so many people portray him as killing for justice while I think he would kill out of pettiness #“oh you are more popular and get more attention than me? die :))”

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lomlompurim · 5 months

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Request from twitter! Reverse transmigration og!Luo Binghe and Shen Yuan cuddling♡

Ex demon lord gets (no homo!!!) kisses on his head by local nerd who is also his (bf) roommate ❤💚

What are they watching?🎤

#svsss #人渣反派自救系统 #luo binghe #svsss fanart #shen yuan #binggyuan #original luo binghe #reverse transmigration #no homo cuddles #lomito requests from twitter

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the-daringstars · 3 months

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Could you draw Sir Pentious already redeemed? please

CAN WE KEEP HIM?? 🥺🥺🥺🥺💖💖💖💕💕💕🥺🥺🥺🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🐍🐍🐍👼😇😇😇😇

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanart #my art #sir pentious #hazbin hotel emily #hazbin hotel sera #i normally dont do requests too often but this idea came to me and i fuckin #BOOKED IT to my tablet #bc she would #also i can not remember where the sera face originated #another comic i saw ages ago #but it spoke to me years ago and i still reference it and use it for reactions

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dragonita-arts · 11 months

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~Space Pride Dragons~

#dragons #dragon #pride #lgbtq #gay #bisexual #transgender #asexual #lesbian #nonbinary #my arts #my animations #dragonita creations #//got tangled in other stuff so i didn't really create much all this time #//but making it up with these before the month ends o/#//free to use as icon. just please don't remove the signature and share the original if possible #//if anyone wants to request any extra flags i'll gladly do a batch 2!

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llysaan · 27 days

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For the doodle request, can I humbly ask for Alistair and gale meeting (bc tell me they don't remind you of each other???). And maybe morrigan and astarion, since both of them early on in their respective games are very meh about helping people, plus I think their attitudes are super similar!

ALISTAIR MY BOY!!! I haven’t drawn him in so long 😭😭🤲💕

He and Gale both have big “I love my partner” energy

#dragon age #baldur’s gate 3 #alistair theirin #gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #dragon age origins #dao #bg3 #dragon age request #baldur’s gate 3 request #doodle requests

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t00thpasteface · 2 months

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patron request for luke skywalker

#art #request #sketch #star wars #luke skywalker #sw original trilogy #sw ot

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zeldacw · 27 days

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Patron's sketch request:

ZiDian SanDu & LieBing Shuoyue interaction.

*SanDu outfit design update.

Original character design for the MDZS weapon spirits. (WQSC)

#sketch request #忘情隨塵 #original character #danmei #sketch #drawing

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thewritersaddictions · 1 year

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(R) Drabble: Yandere Elijah Mikealson- The Gentleman

The first time Elijah had seen you it was like magic. In the oddest of senses, he wasn't a fan of witches. Having a sister for one was a great source of help when finding Klaus.

Only when he saw you did he realize he didn't need to find anyone or anything else in his long life anymore. He had only come back to find his brother. That was the only goal when he first arrived in New Orleans. Finding your beautiful face and charming attitude wasn't at all.

He would have still gravitated towards you if he had not noticed the way you floated around the streets. He could hear your heart pumping as he followed behind, not close, but far in your crowd of tourists.

"Do you need anything, sir?" You asked him. Your voice was sweet as honey, and it made Elijah think of everything he could do to hear it again. "Oh, darlin' I was just following along with your voice.

Elijah had always been a flirt and had always had a way with words. Been able to make people see the right way with words unlike his younger half-brother Klaus.

Y/n was never sure how she ended up being the only thing that Elijah saw, but she had and she lived in glory. Elijah spoiled the shit out of them. "Babydoll, what do you want today?" He'd ask them as they floated around the streets.

He had rules of course. Rules that kept you safe 'These rules aren't here to hinder what you do on a daily basic love. Just here to protect you when I'm not here, yes." You shake your head like a little child being told a story.

They were rules that were not hard to follow, but anyone else that wasn't in your dynamic might think that your boyfriend was being a little controlling.

Rule #1 Stay at my side whenever we go out. If you want to do something you ask and we can go.

Rule #2 You get good sleep, and you eat well. I don't need my baby getting sick or feeling bad because you aren't taking care of themselves

Rule #3 When someone touches or hurts you in any way, you tell me immediately. No need to keep secrets from me.

You always floated around with the rules in your head. You never found them to be controlling. You just always thought that Elijah was being protective and supportive of you in every single way.

Elijah had fallen in love with you that day he saw you in the streets of New Orleans. He hadn't just fallen in love with the idea of loving you. Elijah had fallen in love with you, and he had taken you in his heart and loved you with everything he had. Made you his in so many ways.

That was all before you had said a single word to him.

Elijah loved to give you gifts. It was one of his ways of showing his love. Whatever his darling wanted they got. Whatever you needed you got. If you loved reading and books he has a whole room built for you to read and sit in a cozy space. If you loved cooking then the kitchen was turned around on a dime to make the space perfect and usable in every sense.

Covering your eyes he'd walk behind you slowly and closer to your destination you'd get. "Elijah, where are you taking me?" You ask, voice a little nervous and timid as always. It drove Elijah crazy how you were his all of the time. "Just a little gift I had made for you darling." Elijah would say simply.

He'd take you to the space, and uncover your eyes. You stand there in shock. Turning to look at your handsome boyfriend. "Elijah you didn't… you are amazing… I love you so much." Hugging and kissing him all over the place. Elijah basked in the joy of your kisses and appreciation. He loved that you depended on him so much.

There was something else that Elijah loved even more than giving you gifts. He loved making you cum, he loved seeing your face control as he gave you the best pleasure of your life. Elijah loved the feeling of you grasping harder and tighter around him, as you dig your blunt nails into his back. He loved that you always left marks on him because he did the same thing to you.

"Fuck Elijah!"… "God Elijah you're… fuck you're so good to me." You'd mumble as he gave you everything that you asked for. Sheets damp and sticking to both of you. "Oh sweet thing, you're the best thing in my life. I love you so much" Sweet nothings whispered between the two of you.

And after, he grabs you a glass of water. Lay down with you on his chest as he combed through your hair with ease. He'd listen to your calming breathing before you fall asleep on top of his chest.

That was his favorite thing. Knowing and feeling that you were right there. Safe in his arms and he'd never let you go not for anyone not even for him half brother.

Completed on: 04/09/23

Posted on: 04/15/23

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superhaught · 28 days

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Sweetest Girl

Pairing: Regina George x Reader

Warning(s): slight reference to bad home life for reader?

Word Count: 1700, Part 1/?

Anonymous Asked: hello! I was wondering if I could request a regina x fem!reader fic where the the reader is known as the sweetest girl in school that everyone loves and regina is like “what’s so great about her” and just ends up falling in love with her

Enjoy! I intend to keep this one going :D

Regina knew that she wasn’t excelling in her chemistry course this year but she certainly didn’t think she was failing. But the teacher asked her to stay behind after class and gave her a solemn look as she explained that with Regina’s most recent test score (which was, admittedly, abysmal), her overall grade in the class would drop from barely passing to failing.

“Well, what am I supposed to do? I’m a senior, it’s not like I can retake this class!” Regina griped, beginning to feel her stomach turn over in panic.

“Calm down, Miss George. You still have time to improve your grade. I’d recommend that you start working with a tutor. One of your classmates is available for such an arrangement as it turns out. She’s a very gifted student who is doing quite well in this class. She will likely tutor you not expecting anything at all in return. Are you willing to reach out to her?”

Regina crossed her arms in front of her chest, “I guess I don’t have a choice, do I?”

Regina’s teacher formed a thin-lipped smile, “No, Miss George. You don’t.”

Regina took the slip of paper with the tutor’s contact info scribbled on it from the teacher and left the classroom for her locker in a huff.

Gretchen and Karen were waiting for her and immediately, Gretchen was hounding the blonde in concern, “is everything okay, Regina? What did the teacher want?”

Regina sighed, “I’m failing. I need a tutor, I guess.”

“Oh no!!!” Gretchen exclaimed.

Karen tapped into the conversation in a brief moment of focus and said, “don’t worry, Regina. I failed chemistry last year and had to be tutored, too.”

Regina rolled her eyes, “yes Karen, and you fucked your chemistry tutor instead of studying.”

Karen smiled, “oh yeah!”

Gretchen chimed in, “well, it’s going to be okay Regina. I bet you’ll do really well if someone can take their time to explain the concepts to you. Do you know who will tutor you?”

Regina nodded, “yeah, the teacher gave me this name. Someone in my class.” Regina passed the slip of paper to Gretchen.

When the small brunette read the name she made an excited sound, “oh! I know her, she’s the sweetest ever! You’ll like her Regina. She’s like, the nicest girl in the school.”

Regina narrowed her eyes and snatched the paper back, “why would I like the nicest girl in school? She sounds like a try-hard… What makes her so great?”

You were enjoying your lunch outside in the courtyard because it was a sunny day out. You scrolled through your phone and an email notification caught your eye so you opened it right away. The email read: Hey, I need a chemistry tutor. Teacher gave me your name. Can you? -Regina George

Oh, wow. You thought. Regina George wants me to tutor her?

You typed your response back and sent it off with a whoosh: Hi Regina, I’m happy to help! Do you want to meet to go over logistics today after school? I’ll be in the library if you want to swing by :) you can also feel free to text me if that’s easier

You sent Regina your phone number at the end of the email and in a few minutes, you got a text from, presumably, Regina. She said, “okay whatever” then another few seconds passed and she sent another text, “this is Regina, obviously.”

You responded, “haha yes, I figured!”

The little bubble that indicated she was typing popped up for a long moment and then disappeared. Then it popped back up and turned into a simple text, “k.”

Later that same day, you were sitting in the library doing your homework in the welcome peace and quiet. As you were working, you saw the blonde out of the corner of your eye.

Regina walked down the half staircase into the library and flipped her hair over her shoulder, her tote bag hung from the crook of her elbow, and her other hand held an iced latte notably not from the student-run cafe but instead from the Starbucks down the road from the school.

Regina approached your table and plopped her bag down on the floor and pulled out the chair across from you, “went to get a coffee before meeting you, hope you don’t mind. You didn’t want anything did you?”

You smiled and shook your head, “I don’t mind, and no thank you, I’m okay. I don’t drink coffee.”

Regina raised an eyebrow as she sat down, “you don’t drink coffee? How do you survive?”

You laugh lightly, “I guess I’ve never really needed it, and I prefer tea anyway.”

“Huh…” Regina didn’t seem satisfied with your answer but she dropped it, “so, do you just stay here to do homework after school?”

“Usually, yeah! I like to get as much done as I can before the library closes.”

“Why would you want to spend more time in this godforsaken school?”

You swallowed hard, “Oh, um… just ‘cause.”

“Kay…”

“So, do you want to talk about tutoring for chemistry?”

“Sure.”

“Okay great, do you know how often you want to meet or how many hours you want to do per week?”

“Christ, I don’t know.”

“It’s okay!” You assured her, “let’s just start with two hours a week for now. We can meet twice a week for one hour each and see if that feels good or if we need to work more or drop down to just an hour.”

“Alright.”

“Does this time work for you?”

“Yeah.”

“And what about another day in the week?” You asked.

Regina shrugged, “Thursdays?”

“Perfect!” You jotted down a note of the schedule in your planner.

“Do you tutor a lot?” Regina asked, then sipped her coffee.

“Not super often. When I do, it’s usually because a teacher recommended me.”

“Are you like a teachers pet or something?”

“I don’t know, I just like helping.”

Regina was silent for a moment. She was considering you. Examining you.

“So for chemis-“ you began.

“You know, it’s like weird how nice you are. Like, it’s off putting.”

“Oh… off putting?”

“Yeah, ya know. Like you don’t have to be nice all the time, or for free. Not everyone deserves kindness.”

“I mean, I disagree, but-“

“I can pay you, you know. For tutoring me, I mean.”

“You don’t have to, though. I don’t need you to.”

Regina scoffed, “you’re just gonna give me your time and energy for nothing?”

“Yes. I just want to help. It’s not transactional.”

“Oh, you sweet thing. Everything is transactional. Maybe you don’t want my money but you expect to get something out of this, don’t you? Otherwise, you wouldn’t.”

You were frustrated, “how do you know that? You don’t know me or what I’d do!”

“No one does anything for free. No one performs a service for free. No one is that nice.” Regina took another drink of her coffee.

“Are you trying to ruin this?”

Regina raised an eyebrow again but was quick to respond, “am I making you mad?”

“You’re frustrating me. I’m just trying to do a nice thing.”

“So you don’t want me to question your motives?”

“No! I mean…” you huffed angrily, you felt your cheeks grow increasingly red and hot, “there is no motive.”

“I don’t believe that.”

“Look, do you want my help or not?”

“I want to be tutored. What I don’t want is to owe you anything.”

“You don’t owe me anything!”

Regina’s expression turned into the slightest smirk as she stood up from the table and grabbed her tote bag off the floor, “I’ll meet you again on Thursday to review this week’s course materials. When I see you again, I expect an answer about what exactly it is you hope to get out of doing this for me.”

With that, Regina turned and left the library, her hair swishing behind her.

You hadn’t noticed until then, but you had crumpled up a piece of paper in your hand during that conversation.

Thursday came around too soon for your liking. You had no answer for Regina’s demand, other than the truth, which you didn’t want to tell her.

At 4:05 pm sharp, Regina waltzed down the stairs into the library once again, tote bag in hand, removing her sunglasses in an elegant motion, a drink carrier from Starbucks with two drinks in her other hand.

You watched as Regina gracefully spit her chewing gum into a trash can on her way while walking up to your table.

She took one of the cups out of the drink carrier and set it down in front of you, “chai latte. Is that okay?”

Your jaw dropped open a bit as you stared stupidly at the drink and then back up at her, “y-yeah… that’s really nice, thank you.”

Regina didn’t sit down, “do you have an answer for me?”

You sighed, “you really won’t accept that I just want to help you out?”

Regina wordlessly shook her head.

You looked down at your hands and saw that they were shaking slightly, so you hid them under the table in your lap and kept your eyes averted from Regina as you whispered, “I do what I can to avoid spending time at home.”

Regina remained silent.

You looked back up at her. Her jaw was set and she had a severe expression. You watched her exhale a heavy breath through her nose, nostrils flaring, then she sat down across from you and dropped her bag onto the floor.

“Okay,” she said simply. “Let’s get started then.”

You spent the next hour reviewing that week's chemistry lessons with Regina.

When you decided to stop for that evening, Regina reached across the table and wrote something into your notebook.

“There, that’s my address. You don’t have to check in with me, or anything, you can just come over whenever you want to.”

“Regina, are you sure?”

“Of course I’m sure. My mom loves having company to entertain, and there’s plenty of space in my room for you to be comfortable and do work.”

“I… I don’t know what to say.”

“How about, ‘thank you?’”

You laughed and nodded, “thank you, Regina. Really.”

The blonde stood up and returned her notes to her bag, “‘course. See ya tomorrow in class.”

“See you then…”

#regina george x reader #regina george fanfiction #regina george renee rapp #mean girls 2024 #regina george fluff #mean regina george #my fanfiction #my writing #original writing #fem reader #anonymous request #request fulfilled

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