#karen x nonbinary reader

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Poly!plastics x weird kid!reader

Reader is known as the “weird” kid at school hangs with Janis and Damian, super duper quiet, skateboards, has piercings always wearing headphones but somehow is dating the plastics, this is what the whole school is wondering, but in reality, reader is just an average person ain't nothing special about them (well that meets the eye) and somehow has the plastics following them like lost puppies

Idiot, I Said Don't Fall

|| poly!plastics x weird kid!nonbinary!reader

|| Warnings; Regina teasing reader/being a little mean, light swearing, brief mentions of bullying, short drabble

|| Summary; when reader skates in the parking lot, their girlfriends find them. Regina can't resist the urge to be a tease.

Requests open!

Started; November 9th

Finished; November 9th

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Everyone always wondered how you got with the plastics, hell even you wondered. You weren't popular by any means, you fit pretty well into the weird kids category. Hanging out with Janis and Damian. Who were basically your best friends besides your girlfriends. Because nobody else wanted to be with the weird, skater, piercings, quiet kid. Even after you were dating the plastics people stayed away from you. Actually, you were sure they stayed away from you more than before. Specifically because Regina George was one of your girlfriends. And they really didn't want to cross her. At least that stopped the bullying, though. So you didn't really mind. Plus, you still had Janis and Damian.

It was lunch one day and you were out in the parking lot, headphones on and practicing skate tricks. With your absolute favourite board. Honestly, this thing may as well have been your child. It went everywhere with you. To classes, extracurricular activities, you name it it was there. It wasn't hard to move around either, you had one of those school bags with skateboard straps on the front of the bag. So that's where you'd put it.

The plastics have been looking around for you, wondering where you could have gotten. You weren't always the easiest to find. Never really sticking to the same spots. You liked to hang out in new places. Give yourself different sceneries. Eventually they found you in the parking lot, with Regina leading the gang. Arms folded across her chest and eyebrow raised as she watched you whril around on your skateboard.

"Don't fall!" She called out with a smirk, knowing exactly what she was doing. The moment you heard her you were startled out of your trick, completely fumbling and landing on the ground. Skateboard rolling away from you and headphones falling from your head. Regina held back a laugh as she walked over and helped you up," idiot, I said don't fall."

"You jinxed me." You huffed, mumbling quietly. Regina's gotten used to your mumblings, so she knew what you said as she helped you to your feet. While you picked up your headphones. Karen ran after your board. Getting it for you and returning it to your hands, kissing your cheek. "Thanks, Kare.."

Gretchen caught up and brushed her hands on your outfit, cleaning you up a bit. "Are you okay?" She asked and when you nodded, she relaxed and looked at Regina. "That was mean."

"What? All I did was tell them not to fall." Regina played innocent, wrapping a possessive arm around your waist," c'mon, dummy. Let's go get some lunch."

You nodded again, being a person of few words as you followed your girls into the school.

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Poly!plastics x Skater!reader

While skating reader ended up breaking their wrist doing some dumbass trick and comes to school with a cast, and the plastics are integrating reader (mostly Regina and Gretchen), mf just says “oh yea i broke my wrist doing a trick” like it’s the calmest thing in the world 💀

What The Fuck

|| poly!plastics x nonbinary!skater!reader

|| Warnings; injured reader, swearing, Regina pissed at reader, short drabble

|| Summary; when reader shows up to school with an injury, the girls are concerned. More so than reader, it seems.

Requests closed!

Started; November 19th

Finished; November 19th

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It happened so fast you barely had time to react. You were out skating. Just rolling down the street on your skateboard, popping tricks and testing out various things. As your board landed, you caught a pebble the wrong way and it suddenly stopped. Causing you to go flying forwards. Of course, you just had to land right on your wrist. Pain immediately shot through your body. An almost whimper like sound escaping your lips. Fuck. That's definitely broken.

The following day, you walked into school with a cast around your wrist. People glanced at you and gave you strange looks. Wondering what could have happened to you. They knew who you were. How couldn't they? You were part of the school's infamous poly group with the plastics. Everyone knew you. It was hard not to.

You made your way to your locker, struggling a bit with your lock as you could only use one hand. Once it was opened, you set your bag inside and got out whatever books you needed. Just as the plastics walked over to you. Gretchen was the first one you heard.

"Oh my God!!" Gretchen's voice rang out throughout the hall, startling Karen who looked at her. Confusion and concern on her face," Y/N, what happened to your wrist?!" She ran over to inspect you. Quickly followed by Regina and Karen.

"Seriously, what dumbass stunt did you pull this time?" Regina asked, eyes looking over your cast before landing on you. You glanced at it, then at them.

"Oh. Yeah. I broke my wrist doing a trick," you replied with a shrug. A shrug. You just... shrugged it off? Gretchen was gonna lose it but Regina got it first.

"I'm sorry, what the fuck?" She stared at you. Mixes of concern and anger at your chillness about it in her eyes. You shrugged again. Karen seemed to have finally caught up with what was happening, because she suddenly gasped and looked at your cast.

"Can I colour it?!" Karen beamed, you couldn't help but laugh and dug in your locker for your markers.

"Sure, baby." Once you got them, you handed them to her and the three of you made your way to class. Not before you closed up your locker though, obviously. Karen drew as you walked, she was actually a very good artist. You couldn't help but watch. Regina was still annoyed at you, sending you glares and giving silent treatment. How were you so calm about a broken wrist? Why didn't you tell them? She was mostly upset you never bothered to say anything last night and just let them find out. Cause what the fuck.

Gretchen noticed you carrying your books and immediately took them from you," let me get these. You're hurt."

"I'm hurt but not helpless, Gretchen." You sighed, but the determination and seriousness in her eyes kept you from arguing further. She carried your books, Karen decorated your cast and Regina seethed in silence. However she would yell at you more later, when they had the time. You were saved by the bell.

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Poly!plastics x Mechanic!Reader

Reader has been a car person since they were a kid, Since their dad owns a car shop, so Reader knows a lot about cars and is always working one. But every day after school reader goes home and work on a car their fixing up and modding (BMW 1 series 2013) and the plastics just watch them work on their car watching their muscles flex seeing the absolute focus in their face, so they do something Regina’s car needed an oil change like 2 weeks ago and while reader was changing the only Regina snatched the spark plug, just to see the reader look all hot again

Hardest Client

|| poly!plastics x nonbinary!mechanic!reader

|| Warnings; swearing, the girls simping over reader, not much else besides maybe incorrect terms? i promise i tried 🙏💀, fluffy

|| Summary; the plastics startle reader while they're working on a car, informing them about Regina's jeep that needs fixing.

Requests closed!

Started; November 13th

Finished; November 15th

Author Note; I know absolutely zero things about cars, I had to research as I wrote so I apologize if anything is wrong. bare with me 🙏

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Cars have been your thing for years, ever since you were a kid in your dad's shop. They'd been your whole life. And when you finally got your first car, a BMW I series 2013, you put your heart and soul into that car. Your dad had managed to get it used, knowing that you would be able to fix it no problem. Make it good as new. That was your talent.

It's been a few days and right now you were under the car. Tinkering away at finer details, bringing it to your exact mental image. Which was quite complex for what the car was. As you worked, you failed to notice your girlfriends enter the garage. Gretchen and Karen sharing a glance with a certain gleam in their eyes. Regina with her arms folded, eyes never leaving the spot where she knew you were working under the car. They loved coming to watch you. Seeing you all dirtied up, the way your muscles flexed and how you seemed to know just about everything in this field. It was beyond hot. Honestly, hot may have been not the right word to describe the sight. What's better than hot? Mm, holy? Godly? Something like that.

Probably would have gone the whole time without noticing them. If not for Regina's cat call whistle. Your heart practically leapt out of your chest at the sudden sound, flinching so hard all your limbs hit the bottom of the car. "Ah- fuck-" You grunted, giving your head a rub after smacking it on the surface. Christ. You rolled out from underneath, the creeper (the little thing with wheels that mechanics lay on) sliding along with practiced ease. Your head popped out from under as you looked at your girlfriends. Who were losing it laughing. "Ow." You murmured.

Regina walked over and crouched in front of you, giving your cheek a little squeeze before she wiped the oil smear from it. Only making it worse. Which was her real intention. Then she kissed you. Your lips moving against hers with a force that got a noise out of you. She pulled away, watching you with hints of desire in her eyes. "Better?" Regina had a smug grin across her lips but you nodded.

"Loads.." You pushed out further, getting off the creeper and stretching. A bunch of your bones cracked with your movement, making you grimace and shake your arms a bit," damn. Never gets any easier coming up from there."

Gretchen chuckles and walks over to you, wrapping an arm around your waist. Hardly minding how dirty your work clothes were," so... we have a little issue. With Reggie's jeep." Her hand rests on your chest, getting your attention.

"Issue? Like what?" You look at Regina for an explanation, since it was her jeep and all. Regina plays innocent, as though she totally did nothing to it. Because why would she ruin her own car? It's not like she had a hot mechanic partner she'd get to watch fix it... nope, she sees no reason for why she would ruin it.

"Oh... I was supposed to get an oil change a while ago. Like two weeks or something. Didn't feel like it," Regina shrugged, looking down at her nails. Her tone laced with innocence. You cringed at that. How Regina was even able to use her jeep right now you weren't sure, the engine had to be fucked up.

"Regina. You're going to completely fuck over your car," You sighed. Walking out of the garage at a slight jog to check on the jeep. Regina smirked as she watched you run, admiring the certain... aspects of your body. She glanced at Gretchen and the two shared a silent amusement. While Karen looked a little worried for the car too, following after you.

"Will the car be okay?" Karen asked, looking at you as you pop open the hood. You look at her and give Karen a quick kiss.

"Ain't no car I can't fix. Don't worry," You smiled and got to work. Giving everything a quick once over in the hood before even trying to go under the car to drain it. That's when you noticed something. A whole ass spark plug was missing. What the fuck? Your eyes widened and your head snapped over to Regina. Who was walking over to you with her arms across her chest and Gretchen behind her.

"How do you have a whole ass missing spark plug?" You asked, Regina just shrugged again.

"I dunno." She took it when she got here. That's how. You sighed deeply. Who knew your own girlfriend was your hardest client.

You went back to your garage, grabbing a few tools. You didn't want to drive the jeep in. Just in case you fucked it up further. So you brought the equipment to it. Getting it work while your girlfriends watched in amusement.

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Poly!plastics x Smartass!reader

Readers is a smartass plain and simple they do not know when to stop running their mouth someone telling them they look stupid? “That's what your mother said when you popped out.” it usually ends up in a fight win or lose reader will never shut the hell up

Magic Kisses

|| poly!plastics x nonbinary!reader

|| Warnings; swearing, jock picks on reader, reader making smartass remarks, regina standing up for reader

|| Summary; during lunch, reader overhears a comment a jock makes about them. They take matters into their own hands, but Regina steps in before things get worse.

Requests closed!

Started; November 12th

Finished; November 12th

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Little thing about you, you never knew when to stop running your mouth. From morning to night you always seemed to have something to say. Usually some smartass remark in business that wasn't your own. Most of the time, your girlfriends found it pretty amusing. When it didn't land you in trouble.

Getting to school felt like such a rush this morning, you didn't realize how late it was until you heard the constant honk of Regina's horn. Clearly more than impatient as she waited for you. As you walked out of the house, she rolled her eyes and looked you up and down. "You look like you just rolled out of bed."

"Gee, thanks. Aren't you just a ray of sunshine this morning?" You huffed, getting into the back with Karen. Gretchen sat front seat next to Regina, feeling a little fidgety after your remark.

"So- so! Uh, sleep well, Y/N?" Gretchen asked, trying to make conversation and avoid looking at the glare Regina sent you. You just smiled sheepishly at the blonde, who rolled her eyes and started the jeep, before turning your attention to Gretchen.

"No, didn't get to sleep until late and then when I was asleep I kept waking up. And overslept past my alarm this morning." You sighed, leaning back against the seats of the jeep as Regina drove the four of you to school. Karen looked at you with a frown, noticing how tired you were. She gets an idea and immediately smiles. Karen cups your cheeks, giving you a kiss. You melted under her touch, lips moving against hers while one leg went over Karen's lap. Moving her closer. The kiss ended and you looked into her eyes. A little confused," what was the kiss for, baby?"

"Magic kisses. They help when you feel sad!" Karen said simply, giving you a pat on the head. You blinked, surprised by her response. Then laughed and smiled, already feeling a little better. Magic kisses, huh?

"Well hey, look at that. It worked." You gave her a kiss on the nose and she giggled.

Getting to school didn't take long; it was only about a five minute drive from your pace. When everyone got out of Regina's jeep, Gretchen skipped over to you. Looking happy as she pecked your lips and wrapped an arm around your waist," I hope your day's better than your night." She smiled at you and you smiled back, giving her ass a little squeeze while you held her close.

"Thanks, Gren." You gave her a proper kiss and she melted against you. It didn't take a lot to get Gretchen swooning. Regina and Karen walked ahead, Karen holding hands with Regina and babbling on about something. While Regina looked incredibly bored with the conversation. Just occasionally nodding her head.

School was boring right up until about lunch time. You sat with your girls, sitting comfortably next to Regina. The four of you making light conversation. Gretchen keeping you all up to date with the latest gossip. You left the table to go get another snack and passed by one of the jocks. Overhearing him say," I don't get why the plastics picked them. Like, they're just stupid. There's nothing special about them."

You glanced at the jock, raising an eyebrow that could only mean to say 'seriously?' and scoffed. Getting his attention. You folded your arms across your chest," I'm sure your mother said the same thing when you popped out." You retorted, a smirk growing on your face. His eyes widened and he looked at you. Both him and his buddy caught off guard for just a moment. Before they recovered.

"Listen here, you little shit-" He started walking towards you. Only for Regina to get in front of him. When you hadn't been paying attention, she walked over the moment she saw you talking with the jock. With the kind of mouth you had, she knew trouble would start. And she was right. Gretchen and Karen watched from the sidelines as the jock stuttered under Regina's glare," uh- Regina- heyyyy-"

"Apologize to them." Was all she said, hands rested on her hips. She just radiated power and dominance. The guys shared a glance, the jock that had spoken swallowed.

"I'm sorry..." He muttered through gritted teeth.

Regina rolled her eyes," not to me, to them." She pointed to you," while you're at it, get on your hands and knees." She smirked.

The jock looked utterly humiliated and humbled as he got down. Resting on both knees, head tilted up to you. The glare in his eyes ever present, showing just how much he hated this." I'm sorry."

"Yeah, you sure look it." You smirked and walked over to Regina, giving her a kiss. Her arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you impossibly close while you made out with her. The jock, though you couldn't see, looked incredibly jealous. When the kiss parted, Regina looked into your eyes and sighed. Losing the tension in her shoulders. She grabbed your hand and took you back over to their table. Damn, she was hot. Your eyes didn't leave her for the rest of lunch.

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Poly!plastics x reader where reader has Diabetes type 1. Thank you so much!

Excuse to Leave

|| poly!plastics x nonbinary!reader

|| Warnings; reader is diabetic, panic/worry mentions, brief swearing

|| Summary; when reader forgets their stash of snacks at home, they text their girlfriends for help. Just to be on the safe side.

Requests closed!

Started; December 29th

Finished; December 29th

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Usually, you brought little snacky stuff with you to keep your sugar levels stable throughout the day. Today, you'd forgotten your stash at home. Only to realize when you were in the middle of first period, searching for one of those goodies.

"Shit," you muttered to yourself and raised your hand. The teacher looked to you, making a hand gesture for you to ask your question," can I go to the bathroom?"

"Hall pass is just on the ledge there," she nodded to the ledge of the chalkboard. You quickly stood, phone in your pocket. With quick hands you grabbed the pass, even quicker feet carrying you out of the room. Leaving the teacher and a few students (the ones who had been actually paying attention) to wonder why you were leaving so fast. The teacher knew you were diabetic and had a certain feeling in her gut that something might've been wrong. However, you were the type to say if there was. For the more immediate matters, anyway. Because of that, the teacher didn't think too hard on it.

You rushed to the bathroom. The thuds of your shoes echoing off the lockers. Reaching into your pocket, you fumbled getting your phone out. The stupid corners getting caught on the fabric of your pants.

"Come on, please.. there!" Your fist pumped in triumph, getting out your phone and quickly texting the group chat you shared with your girlfriends. One of them had bound to be on their phone right now. There was always at least one active. Especially in the middle of class. To your luck, it was Regina who responded to your text. The one that had the car.

You; I forgot my snacks at home!!

Regina; need me to pick something up?

Regina; i'm dying for a reason to get out of class

You; please, anything with sugar

Karen; ooo i luv sureger!!! i have sum!!

Gretchen; she's like always got something candy in her bag, i can bring some to you! where are you?

Relief filled you. You should have remembered Karen's habit of keeping sweets with her, luckily Gretchen remembered and was offering to bring it to you. Meanwhile Regina, was grumbling in class because she really wanted the excuse to leave. She decided to just do it anyway, heading to the bathroom after you texted you'd meet Gretchen there.

In the bathroom, Gretchen handed you a couple of snacks. Some of which happened to be your favourite, making you wonder if Karen carried those with her on purpose. If she knew you liked them.

"Here! Will this be enough for the day?" Gretchen asked, her tone rushed and laced with worry. Her eyes searching your own for any signs that something was wrong.

"Please say no so I can go to the gas station," Regina said, making her presence known when she walked in. You couldn't help but laugh, shaking your head.

"It should be fine, but you can still go Reggie, who knows. Maybe I'll need backups, hell I should probably keep a stash in my locker anyway," you thought out loud. You really wished you'd come up with that idea sooner. Regina smirked at that, looking thrilled to have a reason to leave school property. Not that her mom was one that would care anyway, but if any teachers asked... well, you were just the perfect excuse she needed.

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Poly!plastics x high!reader

So reader is best friends with Aaron and Aaron being Aaron accidentally gives reader a weed brownie and reader ate a lot of them so now the plastics are just dragging around an high reader

The Box of Brownies

|| poly!plastics x high!nonbinary!reader

|| Warnings; swearing, reader & aaron use weed underage, high reader & aaron, brief mentions of throw up but no one actually does, short drabble, fluffy

|| Summary; when the plastics come to find reader at Aaron's, they find the two high out of their minds.

Requests open!

Started; November 9th

Finished; November 9th

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To say you and Aaron were best friends would be an understatement. The two of you practically hung out all the time. If someone was ever looking for one of you, they'd just have to ask the other who would almost every time know where they were.

It was pretty well into the evening. You were over at Aaron's place, enjoying the box of brownies he'd given you. The two of you just snacking together, laughing and joking around like a couple of idiots. Some time passes before the plastics come and pick you up. Being your ride home, since you don't have your drivers yet.

They walked into the house, Regina ahead of Gretchen and Karen. Finding you completely sprawled on the couch, with an empty crumb littered box in your lap. You tilted your head back over the arm rest, smiling at the sight of your girlfriends.

"Oh man, it's a bunch of angels!" You pointed to them and kicked Aaron with your foot to get his attention. He flinched and looked at you, then at the plastics with wide eyes.

"Nah, dude. It's the devil." He was just as high as you were, looking directly at Regina who scoffed and folded her arms across her chest.

"The fuck are you two idiots yapping about?" Regina raised an eyebrow. Gretchen took one look at you, then the empty brownie box and immediately connected the dots.

"Oh no... um, Regina." She gave her a gentle nudge, getting her attention as she gestured to you and the box. Regina's eyes widened when she realized what Gretchen had noticed.

"Shit." She sighed, not excited for this.

"Huh?" Karen looked at them in confusion, not getting what was going on. She was still smiling from your angel comment. Gretchen looked at Karen, giving her a soft look as she patted her shoulder.

"Don't worry about it, mama."

Regina walked over to you, forcing you to your feet as you stumbled against her," you better not puke in my car."

"Yoooo, the angel's holding me! I think I'm flying." You looked back at Aaron with a stupid grin on your face. Aaron laughed and fell backwards onto the couch. Gretchen couldn't tell which of you was higher.

Regina sighed and dragged you along, bringing you outside with the other two following. Gretchen sat with you in the back while Karen took passenger seat.

How you didn't throw up on the way home they weren't sure. But Regina was damn thankful for it.

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Poly!plastics x sassy!reader

A usually quiet reader now sassy towards everyone but their girlfriends and the plastics are loving it

"Prince Charming"

|| poly!plastics x sassy!nonbinary!reader

|| Warnings; short drabble, brief swearing, guy tries to flirt with the plastics, brief almost misgendering moment, reader insulting the guy

|| Summary; when a guy tries to flirt with the plastics, reader takes control of the situation.

Requests open!

Started; November 6th

Finished; November 6th

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This was not the you the plastics had come to know. Usually, you were quite quiet. They weren't sure what had gotten into you recently and honestly? It was hot. You'd gone from quiet to sassy and witty in just a few short days. Gretchen was sure it was because they were rubbing off on you. Regina didn't care for the reason, she was just taking it all in. Finding it rather amusing. While Karen didn't really know what was going on, other than you were talking a whole lot more than you used to.

Lunch today started off calm. You were sitting next to Regina like you usually did, Gretchen and Karen across from you. Holding hands and giggling about something you weren't sure of. That's when some idiot decided to be brave today. He walked right over to the table, buddies laughing and nudging each other in the background. His eyes roamed the four of you as he grinned. Trying to seem more charming than he really was.

"Hey, ladies~ and uh, Y/N." He added the last bit awkwardly, seeming to remember from Regina's glare that you were nonbinary. You held back a laugh and have Regina a thankful smile.

"Whatever it is, go away. We're busy." Regina gestured to the four of them with both hands. They weren't all that busy, really it was just simple conversations. With no topics being particularly important. Regina was clearly just trying to get him to leave them alone.

"Oh come on, don't got room for one more?" He asked, trying to sit down next to you. Regina's sharp glare and possessive grip around your waist made him think twice.

"Oh absolutely not." You made a fake gagging sound, earning a laugh from Gretchen and Regina. Karen looked a little concerned, having thought it was real.

"Baby, you okay?" Karen asked, you glanced at her and gave her a subtle nod. She seemed to relax a bit after that.

You looked back at the guy and stood, giving him a once over as you folded your arms across your chest. "Your clothes are tacky, your hair style is- just, wow really? Hope you didn't pay for that. And the fake "prince charming" trick? Also, why do all men feel the need to lower their voices?" You looked back at your girls, Gretchen and Karen both looked stunned as you just clocked this guy. With no hesitation or stutter. Regina meanwhile, was laughing her ass off. Oh she wished she recorded that. Wherever you seem to have gotten your newly found sass from... she was not complaining.

The guy was at a total lost for words. Mouth opening and then closing again serval times, trying to come up with at least some comeback.

"Ugh, close your mouth. I can smell your breath from here." You scoffed, settling yourself back down next to Regina. Regina grinned as you sat with her, her arm going back around your waist and pulling you impossibly close. She kissed the crook of your neck softly. Gently nibbling on the spot as she hummed.

As for him, he stood there for a moment. Before walking back to his table, head down and tail between his legs. Even his buddies looked a little stunned by everything they just overheard you say. Cause damn.

"That was so hot." Regina murmured against your skin, the feeling of her breath sending shivers down your spine. Gretchen nodded in agreement.

"Literally like so cool!" Gretchen replied, you smiled at them. Finding yourself relax under Regina's touches.

"I'll keep that in mind." You were almost hoping there would be another moment like that. You just wanted to show off to your girls now.

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Poly!plastics x gamer!reader

Oh No, Your Girlfriends

|| poly!plastics x gamer!nonbinary!reader

|| Warnings; swearing, the plastics are upset with reader, Regina argues with reader, short drabble

|| Summary; when reader spends the weekend playing video games, the plastics show up to their house.

Requests open!

Started; November 5th

Finished; November 5th

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Games were basically your life. You didn't like leaving your room for much, obviously you were forced to for school. And occasionally your girlfriends would drag you out. But more often than not, if people couldn't find you the first place anyone would check would be your room. You could always be found playing some type of game. You didn't really replay games too often, normally when you beat all the levels you would leave it be after that. Though there were your few comfort games you couldn't stop playing. Such as Minecraft, Sims and Call Of Duty. Your holy trinity of games.

It was the weekend, well into Sunday evening and you'd yet to leave your room. Your girlfriends had been blowing up your phone but with your headset on you hardly noticed. You were playing Minecraft, because you wanted a more easy flowing game. Plus, you really wanted to keep adding onto your one world. Trying to see how many builds you could possibly get on it. It was starting to get pretty full. At the moment, you were building a really massive library. Filled with stained glass windows and other intricate designs when the door to your room flew open. Completely startling you to the point of screaming.

You took your headset off, chest heaving as you tried to collect yourself. It was just your girls. Oh no, your girlfriends. Who you had completely neglected all week. Regina looked furious, Gretchen nervous and Karen just happy to see you. Karen bounced over and settled herself in your lap, sitting with you on your gaming chair as she gave you a kiss. You kissed back, though you couldn't help feeling nervous. Especially with Regina's eyes on you.

"Oooo!! Minecraft!" Karen bounced a bit in excitement, making your breath hitch as she watched your screen. "Can I play?" She asked, you sighed but nodded and handed her the controller. Her smile brightened and she went over to her section of the world; continuing off of whatever pink creation she was making the last time she played. With Karen happily distracted, you looked to Regina. Who was tapping her nails against her arms in impatience.

"Y/N.." She started, you already knew where this was headed. You'd ignored them all weekend, having been utterly sucked into your game.

"I know, I know-" You murmured, resting a hand to Karen's hip almost subconsciously. Giving it soft rubs on the skin just under her shirt, trying to settle your own nerves with the repetitive motion.

"Do you? Because this is the second weekend in a row now where you've pulled this shit." Regina huffed, you grimaced at that. She was right. You seriously had a bad habit of losing yourself to the world when you played your games.

"I'll make it up to all of you. Promise." You replied quickly, trying to pour as much emotion out as you could. So she could know that you meant it.

Gretchen silently looked at Regina, too nervous to say anything herself about it. When Regina took charge over something, especially while pissed off, it was usually best to leave her be. Not try to step over her in any way.

Regina rolled her eyes at that and walked over to you, hands gripping the arm rest as her eyes stared down into yours. You felt small under her gaze. "You have a lot of fucking begging to do."

You nodded and she smirked; tonight would certainly be fun.