Imagine three of the most popular girls acting like fucking losers over one person the plastics can’t even keep eye contact with reader without getting flustered idk I just find that funny 😭
Really Pretty
|| poly!plastics x reader
|| Warnings; flustered plastics, party, under age drinking, drunk mention, short drabble
|| Summary; reader keeps running into the plastics...
Requests open!
Started; October 28th
Finished; November 6th
Tag List; @queriaumpastelagora @wreathedinantlers @reneeslvt (if you would like to be added, comment and i'll add you!)
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Safe to say, the plastics had completely fallen in love with you. They wanted you and they wanted you bad. Often watching you from afar any chance that they got. They weren't exactly subtle when it came to their shared affection for you.
You'd just gotten to school, heading to your locker to put your stuff away when you ran right into Gretchen. Who started profusely apologizing, bending down with you to help you pick up your dropped items.
"Thanks for helping," your eyes looked to hers and she immediately tensed under your gaze. Her cheeks flushed, quickly looking away.
"Y-yeah, no worries!" Gretchen stuttered out. You raised an eyebrow, finding her reaction a little odd," uh- bye!"
And then she took off after everything was picked up.
"Okay..." weird.
The following day, a similar interaction happened between you and Karen. You'd been assigned together as lab partners in science.
You joined her at her table and gave her a smile, that she very awkwardly returned.
"So... any idea how this works?" You asked, looking down to the paper with a frown. Science was never your best subject.
"You're like really pretty," Karen stated suddenly. That caught you off guard, you looked back up at her. Cheeks flushed.
Karen avoided eye contact with you when you looked at her. Making you sigh and wonder if you had actually even heard her right. She couldn't have said that... could she?
The next week, you attended a house party Regina had invited you to. You were walking through the halls, trying to find the nearest bathroom when you spotted the blonde herself. Talking with Gretchen and Karen.
They all spotted you almost at once. Gretchen and Karen avoided eye contact with you completely, Regina looked like she wanted to say something but her cheeks flushed and she looked away before she could.
You chalked up the interaction as them just being drunk, given that they all had red solo cups in their hands. But it definitely stayed in the back of your mind for the rest of the party, wondering why the three most popular girls always acted so weird around you...
How Poly!Plastics React To You Passing Out Due To Being Overworked
Pairing: Poly!Plastics x Fem!Reader
Warnings: None!
Word Count: 936
A/N: I’m trying to get more into Poly!Plastics, so if you have any ideas, send them over!! Hope You Enjoy!
“Waiter! Come here real quick!”
“Hey waiter, refill my root beer!”
“We need more napkins!
You could feel your head spinning at all the yelling around you, your mind jumping from one table to another, but your body not moving.
You were exhausted, mentally, physically, and emotionally — constantly getting yelled at by customers and your boss, an exam coming up in 3 days that you still haven’t studied for, and the fact your girlfriends are bugging you to hang out have been heavy on your mind.
For the past week you’ve held off saying you were busy, which worked for the first 2 days, but after a while, you can’t keep putting them off.
“Y/n, stop standing there and get to work!” You jumped at your boss’s booming voice, feet instantly moving. “Yes sir!”
You continued to work, going to the tables and fulfilling the requests of the bothersome customer.
‘Oh, we need a new straw.’
‘Can I get a refill?’ When all they did was take two sips.
You could feel sweat building up on your forehead as it seemingly got hot. Did the AC shut off? You used a menu to fan yourself, hoping to get some sort of air to cool you down, but it was only the warm air from around you that was being fanned.
You took the nearest seat by you and sat down, just to calm your nerves but—
“Y/n, what did I say earlier! This isn’t your break!”
You stood up way too fast, wishing you could yell that a 5 minute break wasn’t enough.
Not only were you feeling frustrated, but you felt dizzy. You looked down at your feet, the floor looking shaky in your eyes.
You could hear the faint yells of your boss, telling you to serve other customers, but you couldn’t. You couldn’t move, you couldn’t see straight, your body couldn’t stay at normal temperature.
“Y/n!”
That familiar voice made your head snap up, but you couldn’t see them, your vision starting to blur.
Then…it all faded to black.
Your eyes blinked open to the sight of Karen standing above you, her fingers poking at your cheek. She let out a gasp, a smile coming to her lips. “Guys, she’s awake!”
Gretchen came into view, her eyebrows furrowing with worry. “Oh my gosh, are you okay? Karen called your name, and then you passed out, and we were so worried, so we—”
Gretchen’s curly hair flying to the right was all you saw before Regina’s white and pink shirt caught your eye. “Don’t ever do that to us again, you hear me!”
You opened your mouth to respond, but you were cut off by the feeling of her lips on yours, soaking in your surprise gasp.
Just as she quickly kissed you, she pulled away, crossing her arms over her chest as if she wasn’t just worried.
“Why were you standing up? You were as hot as Gina at the Halloween party when we picked you up and sat you here.”
That made you look around, seeing you were in the passenger’s seat of Regina’s car, all the AC fans pointing at you. They must’ve dragged you out here after noticing how hot it was inside.
“I-It’s nothing.” You lied with a stutter, making it obvious to two of your girlfriends. “Y/n, please don’t lie to us! We know something's not right, and we're worried about you.” You instantly cracked at Karen’s pleading.
“It’s nothing really, customers were just being…customers, and my boss kept yelling at me to get to work, even though I was sweating literal bullets. I was just exhausted by the heat.”
You didn’t mean to go on a small rant and complain about your job, it just happened to slip out.
You really regretted it when you saw the reaction of your girlfriends’, specifically Regina's, a look of anger taking over her face as you admitted the reason for your fall.
How dare your boss overwork you till the point of you passing out.
She didn’t say a word as she turned on her heel and began walking towards the entrance.
“Regina, please don’t!” You begged, knowing she was about to go in there and raise hell, but it was too late. She was already inside the restaurant and at the counter.
Gretchen’s soft hand on yours brought your attention to her. “She’s only doing it cause she loves you.” You sighed. “I know, but I just don’t want her to yell at people because of me.”
This isn’t the first time Regina yelled at someone for doing something negative towards her girlfriends. One was to defend Karen because a group of jocks called her stupid, another was when someone was gossiping about Gretchen, and boy did that not go well for them, and now, it’s your turn.
It didn’t take long for Regina to walk out the restaurant, calmly walking towards you three. “So, let’s just say you’re not working here anymore, your boss has a black eye, and I’m banned from all locations.”
Your mouth dropped open in shock while Gretchen laughed and Karen looked off at the clouds. “Regina, you didn’t.” She grinned. “I did. Now everyone get in, we’re going back to my house.”
Gretchen and Karen followed her call, hopping in the backseat before Regina pulled off. She was technically trespassing at this point.
“Guys, we should totally stop by Taco Bell!”
A scoff was heard from Gretchen. “Karen, she doesn’t want Taco Bella after passing out.”
You quickly spoke up, “No Gretch, Kare-Bear’s right. I’m kinda craving some Baja Blast.”
Summary: Just some headcanons on what it’s like dating the Plastics
Word count: 1.3K (27 bullet points)
Contents: poly!Plastics, bad girl!reader, Shane slander, mentions of violence
Note: HAPPY PRIDE!!!! I have a lot of fic ideas that I’m working on, several of which I’m hoping to put out this month, unfortunately none are ready at this current moment, but I wanted to post something on the first day of pride to welcome this month in and I’ve had these sitting in my drafts for months (technically a year as of March) so what better time to post them than now. A translator app was used a few times in this fic so incorrect Hindi translations are probably present, anyone who actually speaks Hindi please politely correct me on any mistakes. And before anybody asks, which you might not, this is not the same badgirl!reader (same fonts, different people) as my series. That said, I hope you all enjoy!
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SFW:
This relationship was a surprise to everyone because what do you mean The Plastics, the most perfect girls in school, are dating The North Shore Menace, the leather jacket wearing, motorcycle riding girl with tattoos and a nose piercing who’s always causing trouble (the words of one (1) Shane Oman who is obviously so very jealous they’re not with him)
You’re never actually causing trouble, just putting an end to it… in a rather violent manner
Of course, The Plastics are the only ones who know your whole “Menace” rep is a façade that stems from your home life and that you’re actually a major softie on the inside (but that stays between the four of you)
You’re always getting in fights to defend your girls, mostly with Shane Oman (sometimes some of his jock buddies too) who never seem to learn that this is not a battle they want. You’ve never lost a fight 😎, and honestly it’s embarrassing for them that they keep trying, but that doesn’t mean you don’t come out without some injuries. The girls always nurse you back to health after and make sure to thank you with lots of kisses and cuddles.
Possessive. Possessive. Possessive. You’re all possessive of each other (Regina the most) not because you don’t trust each other, but because you don’t trust everybody else at this fucking school to keep their hands to themselves.
To combat this, you got the four of you matching leather jackets. Each of them has your names embroidered at the top and say Property of The Plastics & The North Shore Menace on the back. This only succeeded in making you guys more possessive.
One day, you decided to try something different and showed up to school glammed the fuck up, by your own hand and not The Plastics who are stunned into silence at the sight of you - like I’m talking shiny gold hoop earrings, a thin chained shiny gold necklace with your zodiac sign on it, thigh high boots, a fitted strapless dress in your favorite color that accentuates your figure, and of course your embroidered leather jacket to finish the look - you know, the works. (Shane decided to be a dick and tried to use this opportunity to beat you up… he still lost) Regina tried to convince you to ditch after she saw you, but you refused and the three had to wait till after school to show you just how much they loved your outfit. The next day, there was a campaign going around with a long ass fucking name called ‘Be Like The Plastics and Get You a Girl Who Can Do Both’
Did I mention you have tattoos? Because you do, several of them actually. One arm is a full sleeve of basically your special interests and the other has a few tattoos that the girls designed to represent each of them. You even have their initials tattooed over your heart.
Addicted to their kisses. Regina’s kisses are rough and fast and demanding. Her hands are always either tugging you closer by your shirt or gripping your ass. Karen’s kisses are quite the opposite - they’re soft and sweet and gentle, often broken up with giggles, and her arms are usually wrapped around your waist in a hug. Gretchen’s kisses are definitely a mix of both. They start out slow and soft and gentle, but can speed up and turn rough faster than you can blink, her arms wrapped around your neck and tugging you as close as possible. All of their kisses leave you with hearts practically swirling in your eyes and smiling like a love-drunk idiot.
You never have to pay for anything anymore. They all have more than enough money to take turns buying things for you (look at anything for more than five seconds and it’s yours), but majority of the time Regina is buying for everybody.
Karen, Gretchen, and you always take turns cooking dinner when you spend the night at Regina’s because she can’t cook to save her life, but she is an excellent taste tester so it all works out.
You love to bake, it’s one of your favorite things to do. Cookies, cakes, brownies, muffins, anything sweet really. Honestly, you much prefer to bake over cook so majority of the time when you’re in the kitchen, you’re making something sweet. You’ve got each of their favorites sweets memorized and make them after especially hard days, on special occasions, or just at their requests.
Pet names go crazy with the four of you. You’ve all got different pet names for each other and they are all sickeningly adorable. Regina is Gigi, Gi, and Reg or Reggie by Gretchen, Karen, and you respectively. Gretchen is Mi Sol, मेरा प्यार (mera pyaar - my love), and Chi-chi by Regina, Karen, and you respectively. Karen is Mami/Mama, Ren, and Kar by Gretchen, Regina, and you in that order. Regina calls you dumbass and idiot (lovingly!) and also baby too while Gretchen calls you mi amor and Karen calls you जानेमन (jaaneman - sweetheart).
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NSFW:
Bottoms, the lot of them. Luckily for them, you love watching them writhe underneath of you.
Regina, despite being the apex predator of North Shore and having the three of you wrapped around her finger in public, is the bottom-est of bottoms in the bedroom. The number one Pillow Princess between the four of you.
Regina is a slut for praise and degradation, believe it or not. Call her a good girl and she’ll melt. Call her a slut and she’ll moan, but call her ‘pretty little whore’ and she’ll fucking scream in bliss.
She’s also a brat who needs to be reminded of her place sometimes, and what better way to remind her who’s in charge than a spanking that leaves her ass red, her pussy throbbing, and her begging for release? 😏
Contradictory to my first statement, Gretchen is a switch! Argue with the wall. Not only that, but when Gretchen is in top mode, she’s mean. Again, argue with the wall.
Gretchen loves edging you and Regina. Holy shit, it’s like her favorite thing to do when she’s in the mood - turning the two of you into absolute moaning messes who cling to each other and can’t cum without her permission lest you want to be edged for longer next time.
While Gretchen loves to do the edging, she actively hates being edged herself. She much prefers to be overstimulated and cum and cum and cum until tears are streaming down her cheeks and she can’t take it anymore.
Power. Bottom. Karen. Argue 👏🏼 with 👏🏼 THE WALL 👏🏼👏🏼 Listen, I know Karen isn’t book smart, but I strongly believe she is sex smart and knows a lot about sex. Like she knows what she wants from her partners and even though she’s on the bottom, she’ll guide you or Gretchen on how best to get her off that day.
Karen loves to be ate out. She loves sitting on your face and riding your tongue until her thighs are quivering and she physically cannot hold herself up anymore.
Karen’s got you and Gretchen wrapped around her finger in the bedroom. You two can never tease her for too long before either of you are caving to her demands and giving her exactly what she wants.
Surprise! The first time you guys have sex together, they realize you have nipple piercings, and oh wow, you’re so sensitive there. Even the lightest touch from the girls has you shivering and your hips bucking with pleasure. Yes, you can cum from just nipple play. Gretchen is always using this to tease you when she’s topping and always convinces Karen and Regina to join in (you hate it so bad, but you love it so much.)
Resident munch. Eating out is your favorite thing to do. Your ankles always end up crossed in contentment when your face is buried between any of their legs bringing them pleasure.
Mommy kink for you.
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All in all, while it’s a very shocking relationship to others (and also none of their business really), the four of you have a very healthy and loving relationship together filled with copious amounts of love and happiness.
poly plastics smut where everyone assumes reader is a top until regina calls her good girl once and something snaps in her?? From then on she's a bottom but only for regina
Good Girl
|| poly!plastics x fem!reader
|| Warnings; smut, switch!reader, begging, good girl use, dom!Regina, short drabble
|| Summary; Regina quickly discovers that reader likes being called 'good girl'.
Requests open!
Started; November 11th
Finished; November 12th
Tag List; @queriaumpastelagora @wreathedinantlers @reneeslvt (if you would like to be added, comment and I'll add you!
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When it came to your girls, you liked watching them beneath you. It stirred something in you to see the most popular girls in school come completely undone underneath you.
It was another night in Regina's room, a movie playing long forgotten in the background. Your limbs tangled with theirs, your hand cupping Gretchen's cheek as you kissed the girl deep. Your other hand pressing against her hip, keeping her in place.
As the kiss broke, your lips brushed the corner of Gretchen's mouth.
"Babe... please..." she begged, hearing her beg... you smiled against her skin and were about to keep going- when Regina lifted her gaze to you, away from where she'd been busy with Karen.
"Y/N..." your name coming from her mouth like that sent a chill down your spine. Your head turned to her, causing a small whine to leave Gretchen.
Regina smirked when she had your attention and leaned over, kissing you deep. Your moans swallowed into the kiss. The blonde adjusted herself so she straddled Gretchen while forcing you down. Your back rested against the bed with little protest to her actions.
She pulled apart, her finger trailing your jawline.
"Good girl," she murmured. That was it for you. Something in your mind snapped, a whine leaving your lips. Regina raised an eyebrow. She couldn't remember the last time she saw you this... needy. Normally, you were more dominant. She honestly found it amusing how quickly you could switch from such a simple praise.
Regina unhooked her legs from Gretchen, who huffed at the loss of contact but moved over to Karen instead. Giving her kisses and attention now that you and Regina were focused on each other.
"Oh... you liked that, didn't you?" She purred. She couldn't resist teasing you. Her lips trailing down from your jawline to your neck, biting the skin between where your shoulder met your neck. The bite triggering another whine to fall from your lips. Regina's lips twisted into a smirk against your skin. She was going to have fun with you, that's for damn sure.
Can we get a poly!plastics where they all just keep riling Reader up the entire day at school? 😭😭😭 I know they’re menaces… like, Regina randomly pulling R in the janitors closet to make out and then just leaving
Skip Class For...
|| poly!plastics x reader
|| Warnings; smut, edging, public-ish sex, orgasm, car sex, little dialogue, little descriptions, no gender reader, short drabble
|| Summary; the girls spend the day getting reader worked up, pulling aside for quick sessions.
Requests open!
Started; February 21st
Finished; February 22nd
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Your girlfriends didn't make school easy. The amount of times they'd rile you up in a day was ridiculous. Let alone a week. Today was no different than any other day.
It was between classes, giving you fifteen minutes to get from one class to the other and Regina made damn sure to use each minute of that time. Regina had gotten you and pulled you into the janitors closet, her lips to yours the second that soft click of the lock filled the room.
The blonde had you pushed up against the wall, hands moving to unbutton your shirt while her lips feverishly danced with yours. You kissed back with the same amount of feverish hunger, your tongue finding its way past her lips. Her hands reaching into your shirt, trailing your skin. Earning soft little moans from you.
Unfortunately for you, the bell rang not too long after the two of you had just been getting started. Regina fixed herself up, giving you a wink before leaving you in the janitor closet to catch your breath.
"Damn it," you almost whimpered. Leave it to Regina to have you desperate and wanting for more.
The next transition period had been no different than the last, only this time it was Gretchen who had snuck you off to one of the corners in the school. This time you had her up against the wall, going at a light grind against her leg. Soft, quiet moans leaving the both of you as you each held a hand over the other's mouth. A poor, desperate attempt at keeping quiet.
Gretchen was a little kinder to you than Regina had been, staying behind an extra minute or two after the bell. Bringing you both to release.
Finally, before the last class of the day, Karen had taken you off this time. Bringing you out to your car, saying something about how the two of you should skip.
You definitely didn't mind that. Skipping class for car sex with Karen? Absolutely.
By the end of the day, the other two had found you and Karen still in your car. With you on top of her, a sheepish smile across your lips when your eyes locked with Regina. Karen was just in complete bliss, smiling at the others.
"Hiii~" Karen said through a couple of breaths, Regina rolled her eyes while Gretchen giggled.
"At least call us, I'd skip class for sex," Regina said as her and Gretchen got into the car. It was definitely squishy, but you made it work. Somehow.
Reader always wears baggy clothes and under that a very muscular gal and for some reason the plastics never put two together, so one day reader has to join in dodgeball in gym and their hoodie is making it hard to move so they take it off revealing their arms sculpted by Zues himself.
Heracles or Something
|| poly!plastics x powerlifter!nonbinary!reader
|| Warnings; hints at later sex, plastics simping over reader, short drabble
|| Summary; when the plastics see reader in a t shirt for the first time, they lose their minds.
Requests open!
Started; November 9th
Finished; November 9th
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It hasn't been too long since you started dating the plastics; so their reaction to your muscles makes absolute sense. Considering they've yet to see you without hoodies and sweats on. It was second period gym and Coach Carr decided that the class would play a game of dodgeball. Which was one of your favourites, you always went all out for this.
By sheer luck, you and your girlfriends all managed to be on the same team. Regina was absolutely demolishing everyone. She's terrifying to go up against in dodgeball. Gretchen was mostly either using you or Regina as a shield. While Karen kind of just stood there, making herself the easiest target in the world. You defended her though. Not wanting her to be one of the first ones out.
About half way through the game, you were finding it increasingly difficult to play with your hoodie on. It was getting beyond tiring having to move around in all that sweaty fabric. So you tossed it off, throwing it against the wall and doing a little arm stretch before returning to the game.
All three of your girlfriends got out in that same moment. Why? Their jaws were dropped and they couldn't pull their eyes away from you. Since when did their Y/N have insane muscles? Honestly, you looked as though Zeus himself made your body. It was Godly.
They weren't even mad they got out, just accepting their defeat. Because it gave them more time to admire you from the sidelines.
When the game was over, Regina was the first one to you in the locker room. Immediately pulling you into a kiss before you could sneak off to change in the bathroom. Because oh my God. You were even hotter now. Your lips moved against Regina's, she was being rough enough to get a moan out of you. Especially with how her nails had trailed along your arms. Practically tracing the tone outlines.
As the kiss broke, she cupped your cheeks and made you look into her eyes. With a desire you'd never seen in them before," my place. After school. I don't care if you have stuff to do." She stated, not leaving any room for an argument. You swallowed and nodded just as Gretchen and Karen joined the two of you.
"When were you gonna tell us?!" Gretchen exclaimed, leaving you pretty dumbfounded. Tell them what?
"Uh-?" You'd started to ask what she meant when Gretchen just rolled her eyes. Realizing you had no idea what she was talking about.
"Your muscles! You look like- I don't know, Heracles or something!" You burst out laughing at her explanation, cheeks flushed as you shook your head. Grinning from her flustered compliment.
"I try." You joked with a wink, meanwhile Karen. Had been completely distracted by your arms this entire time, eyes wide and mouth open.
When you noticed you gently closed her mouth for her, wiping away the drool with your thumb and kissing her cheek. "Hey, Earth to Karen."
She blinked when she heard her name," huh? Oh, yeah totally." You had no idea what she was responding to, even Gretchen just kinda shrugged at it.
Regina wrapped her arms around your waist, pulling you against her and resting her head to your shoulder. "God... you're so hot." She couldn't get over your muscles, making you blush again as you leaned into her touch.
Can I pretty please put in a request? For v-day, my crush asked me out, and I had such a good time. Then today she joined me at the gym and then she even bought me food after! So I was wondering if I could request something inspired by this. A cute gym date with poly!plastics x fem!reader, where they try to keep up with r routine but it’s a lot harder than they thought. Just something light and fluffy for the season of love❤️
Lots of love,
~🌱
Two Minutes
|| poly!plastics x fem!reader
|| Warnings; struggling with weights, middle finger mention, teasing, fluffy, short drabble
|| Summary; when at the gym, the girls try to keep up with reader's routine.
Requests open!
Started; February 25th
Finished; February 25th
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They were trying. They really were, the girls wanted to keep up with your routine but were finding it pretty difficult. They don't go to the gym often themselves, Regina occasionally runs but this is more than what she's used to.
"Holy crap," Gretchen muttered after trying to lift a few weights, holding her side as she watched you. She glanced at Karen, who was nearly in a trance state watched your biceps.
"You guys doing okay?" You asked with a grin, setting down the weight in your hands.
"Absolutely," Karen replied with a nod. Feeling completely okay because, well, she had a pretty nice view of your muscles and she wasn't about to complain.
"You're like- crazy," Gretchen replied. Her eyes never leaving you, flexing her hand to relieve some of the pain.
"Crazy? It's not that hard," Regina rolled her eyes. The three of you looked to the blonde, giving her a questioning look.
Gretchen smirked and gestured to the weight," okay then pick it up and lift it for fifteen seconds."
"Only fifteen? I can do two minutes easily," Regina was too proud to admit when she was in over her head. So, she lifted up the weight and managed to get in a solid eight seconds before her arms started to tremble.
You noticed and walked over to her for support, ready to catch either her or the weight. Whichever fell first.
She held on for another two seconds, before she had to let go. She dropped it (stupidly) between the two of you. Startling you.
"Christ-" you looked at Regina, who was now trying to catch her breath as she flipped off a laughing Gretchen.
You couldn't help but smile.
You loved your idiots more than anything.
Well, almost anything. Your favourite restaurant they took you to after was a pretty damn close second.
|| Warnings; reader speaks multiple languages, not a whole lot of dialogue, brief swearing and mentions of feeling nauseous/death but nobody dies, hints at smut at the end but nothing actually said
|| Summary; when taking a trip to New York, reader gets to show off her language skills! The girls are pretty damn impressed.
Started; December 12th
Finished; December 12th
Anon Request; Poly!plastics x fem!reader- r is polyglot (fluent in several languages) but the girls never knew until one day while they were all in the city R is approached by someone not speaking English, looking for directions, and they girls are confused, but r jumps straight into helping them. Then when the girls go out to lunch Gina wanted to go to an authentic Italian restaurant, and the restaurant owners are a family-friend to r, so r breaks out into her Italian when greeting the owners and when ordering. And the girls becoming shocked slightly turned on, because r knows yet another language. And then when the girls go shopping at whatever luxury clothing store they go to, r brings out another language. So they ask how many she knows, so r list all of the languages she’s fluent in, one of them being Hindi, and Karen’s like “So that’s why you’re my parents favorite” ~🌱
Author Note; appreciate the patience, 🌱 Anon! I know this one took a while to get out. Hope you like it 🫶 Accidentally posted it by mistake before it was done, whoopsie 😬
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The plastics had taken you out to the big city for a little fun, the trip paid for by Regina. The four of you walked around New York together. Gretchen and Karen had their arms linked while you held Regina's hand. Worried about getting lost in the large crowds. You knew this city could get busy, even on their sidewalks. But clearly you'd underestimated just how busy. The movies never do it justice. You'd been here before too and every time it still shocked you.
That's when someone approached the four of you. Looking a little nervous, lost even. They were asking you for directions in a language that clearly confused your girlfriends but rolled effortlessly off your tongue. You told them where to go, helping them through the map they held. They thanked you before heading off in the direction you'd given. Your girls stared at you. What language even was that? Heck if they knew but damn. It sounded hot coming out of you. Regina instinctively pulled you a little closer to her. A possessive need to her touch. One that didn't go unnoticed by you.
The girls decided to leave their questions for now, after all the four of you were getting pretty hungry. So, you worked together to come up with some idea of a place you could go for lunch. Finding that to be more important. Besides, it wasn't unusual for someone to know more than one language. The plastics knew at least one other themselves.
"What about an authentic Italian restaurant?" Regina suggested, glancing at her phone to look at the places New York had to offer. Your shoulders relaxed at that one, you had family friends here who owned a restaurant like that. Part of the reason you'd been to New York before this trip was to visit them.
"That's perfect! I know a place," and now you were the one leading the way. It actually wasn't too far from where you were anyways, luckily enough. So, you went by foot.
Gretchen and Karen exchanged a glance with grins, both excited for this. They'd get to go to a fancy restaurant? Sign them up.
"Ooo, I bet it just looks the cutest!" Gretchen smiled, Karen giggled and nodded in agreement.
"I bet it will have plants!" Karen replied, both girls continued talking about their ideas of what the restaurant will look like. Regina occasionally throwing in her own idea. If only to amuse Gretchen and Karen, because you were focused on getting them there. Regina wasn't going to distract you. Not yet, anyway.
Getting there was easier than you'd thought it would be. You were glad you remembered the direction your parents had gone with you in. The doors opened with that familiar bell, being greeted by the host. Who was the son of the owner and one of your friends. He smiled when he recognized you. The two of you talking excitedly in Italian. He was surprised to see you, but happy nonetheless. Your girls found themselves shocked again. You knew Italian, too? At this point, what language didn't you know? They'd have to find a chance to ask you about it. Curiosity winning the battle against them. Lunch first, though.
When lunch was done, you and the girls took some photos. You made sure to have a long catch up conversation with your family friends. All of them happy to see you and meet the plastics. Having heard quite a bit about them before.
It wasn't long until you and your girlfriends were onto the next thing. Shopping! A personal favourite to your girls. This time Regina led the way. She knew where all the fancy spots were in New York. She was going to hit as many as she could before nightfall.
Regina led them everywhere. By this point, your feet were honestly starting to kill you. You weren't even in heels, unlike Regina and Gretchen. Seriously. You didn't know how they did it. You'd be dead if that were you.
"We have to go to this one!" Regina pointed to a store that's name was written in French. You wondered if it would be French owned. Regina dragged the three of you inside. The shop was stunning. Way out of your own pay grade, that's for damn sure. Some of the prices in here made you feel nauseated at the thought. Regina, however, seemed to be in perfect bliss. Rich people. You shook your head at the thought, though it was a little amusing.
"Baby, come here! This would look stunning on you!" Regina called you over with an impatient hand wave. You followed her over, looking at the outfit she picked out for you. Your mouth went dry at the price. Jesus, fuck.
"Ah! Celui-ci fait partie de notre collection vintage! Aimez-vous?" The employee asked with a smile, you looked to her with a nod.
Translation; This one is part of our vintage collection! Do you like it?
"C'est bluffant!" You chatted with the employee, her telling you everything about the outfit. Answering the questions you had for her. Speaking in fluent French. Regina stood next to you, wide eyed. She could only catch a few words here and there. French was never her strong subject, that's for sure.
Translation; it's stunning!
When you were done talking with the employee, you looked to Regina. Who was eyeing you with more interest than usual. Even Gretchen and Karen had popped their heads around the corner when they heard your voice speak yet another language.
"Okay, this is just getting stupid. How many languages do you know?" Regina asked.
You had to actually think about it before you gave them a pretty big list," oh. And I speak Hindi too," you finished.
Karen seemed to come to an understanding at that last bit," so that's why you're my parents favourite."
You shrugged, feeling a little proud at all the languages you could speak. Especially with the bedroom eyes it earned you from Regina.
"I think we can go back to the hotel now." Regina stated, Gretchen nodded in agreement. You were able to read between the lines of that and your cheeks flushed. Feeling that familiar heat.
