#c: renee rapp

[maikeymonroe]

HFRP Connect 📲 Renee Rapp

Maika: gotta be real with you here, you have me stressed as fuck about the whole toast vs french toast thing. do they not just call it french toast worldwide? Maika: also, hey, some of your songs were on repeat during a not so great breakup situation recently so thanks for the sacrifices. ( @reneerxpp )

[briielarscn]

Hey, you. Hoping you ended up getting here safe and sound. There are so many little excursions going on this week. I quickly googled the cliffs and it seems gorgeous over there. Feel like tagging along with me? Though if you're not down for that, we can just grab a drink somewhere. (@reneerxpp)

[mcdisonbciley]

"Is your trip perfect now that you're getting to see me? I bet it is." @rrcpp

[carifletchcrs]

text - renee

Cari: I better see your ass this weekend, or else I'm blocking you everywhere. You've been warned. @rmrpp

[maddiebciley]

Saw some videos of at Gov Ball today, you're looking and sounding damn good. @rmrpp

[mazzmurrayfms]

Haha. Yes. Don't give anyone ideas about that though. I am already busy enough as it is. I don't need to do another show yet. There are so many old theatres in London that they probably all have some kind of story behind it but that was the only one I have been at in my career that I did actually think I had been found by said ghost. For a little while anyway. Oh, I think if there had been anything there, it would have let you know, no matter how loud you are.

look at you, mazz, ready to star in "ghostbusters: the musical" without even knowing. honestly, haunted theatres are the best—they've got character, history, and apparently, doors with a flair for dramatic announcements. it sounds like that door was just trying to be part of the show. but seriously, if the scariest thing in that place is a creaky door, i'd say you're doing pretty well. back in my theatre days, i never heard anything suspiciously spooky. probably because i'm too loud – i wouldn't have heard it even if it happened. or maybe i just spooked the ghosts away. whoops.

[viciousins]

' oh , you're in love with her ? well , for what it's worth , you'd make beautiful babies . . . & raise them up to be a couple of monsters like their mother & father . '

[willssleviss]

Somehow I ended up with you all over my tiktok fyp, and don't ask me how. I'm not exactly your target audience. However, one thing has become abundantly clear after watching and it's that if I ever need a wing woman, I'm calling you up. @rmrpp

[avantudcrs]

the chaotic energy i get from you just tells me we should already be hanging out, wouldn't you agree? the projects we could also make together. the videos and photos we could share. so tell me — are you in or do i need to sell you more? just let me know when you can fit me in. ( @reneerxpp )

[negociadordacidadeoficial]

Negociador Da Cidade completou 1 ano hoje! grande alegria compartilhar aqui com todos os amigos e amigas pelo sucesso deste perfil aqui no Tumblr.

[mcdisonbciley]

"What's the verdict on being surprised by what I'm wearing? If you go any lower than 10 out of 10, I'm finding me a new date for tonight." @rrcpp

[carifletchcrs]

We need to have a very serious talk right now. Are you prepared for this? @rmrppp

[sunsetlili]

I'd happily attend even more Shrek raves. It wouldn't typically be my scene as I hate loud noises and crowds but it was too much fun to go home; plus, the libations helped to relax me. What's the weirdest/coolest event you've ever been to and will you take me with you next time?

i love that. i'm sure it's always a slay but then shows how close you are, too. i need all those pictures. are there plans to grace the world with those looks again or was that a one and done type deal? that sounds perfect. i'd be all over that but not a clue what i'd be so thankfully, got all the time in the world to think about it.

[holdyourhandinmine]

𝕜𝕖𝕖𝕡 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 | jackie taylor

♫ 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘: keep pretending pretty girl • renee rapp

⍟ you've lost count of how many times jackie's come to you drunk, and begging for kisses ⍟

comphet jackie strikes again! w/c: 1.2k

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jackie is drunk.

and not in the way she likes to be- the way she pretends to be; when she still has control over that part of her brain that screams at her. she likes to get a nice buzz going, just enough so she can dance with jeff freely, without her skin crawling with discomfort.

but that buzz in her head has grown exponentially already, and she hasn't even been here long. she probably should've slowed down but when shauna stood her ground and outright refused to go- no matter how many favours she offered up, and you were no where to be found. she couldn't help herself.

the cup that's been the direct cause of all her inhibitions has been refilled and emptied too many times already, and it is manifesting itself in the way her lips are tingling, and itching for a kiss.

jeff takes it out of her hands- smiling nervously at her. they're leant against his truck bed together, and as he slides closer to her- he pulls her into his shoulder and kisses her gently. well, as gently as a teenage boy that only cares about getting into her pants can be.

she shudders.

jeff- as nice as ever, frowns, offering her his jacket. yes, that must be it, she's just cold.

and she takes it.

jeff is nice. he's a good boyfriend- jackie is sure of that.

but he's not as soft as some other people she's kissed, his hands are calloused and dry- but the other's are soft and smooth, he smells like- well, he smells like boy; dirty and musky and icky, she much prefers the fruity, flowery smell that lingers and follows her around after; it must be a mix of the two of yours together.

and the more she thinks about it, the more she thinks of you.

your lips are softer, nicer, warmer- you're not constantly trying to jump her bones. and she could stare at you for hours if she could.

and it's definitely the alcohol thats leading her now, cause she's pulling out of jeff's embrace without a second thought- throwing some excuse over her shoulder and stalking towards the house.

you're normally hiding somewhere when there's a party, whether it's from the crowds, or from her- she doesn't ask.

she spots nat and lottie in the kitchen getting drinks, and she bounds up to them clapping her hands together.

"charlotte! natalie! just the people i wanted to see."

"she doesn't want to see you jackie."

jackie frowns- noting the look shared between the two. and she notices nat's eyes flicker to the direction of the bathroom, and her face splits into a grin.

"thanks nat!"

she bats her eyes at the few people waiting and they step aside for her.

she knocks, "it's jackie! let me in."

the door creeks open slightly- just enough for her to slip in and shut the door with a thud.

the light must be a bit busted in the cramped bathroom cause her eyes strain to adjust. but when they do- they notice you.

sat on the counter with your back to the mirror- your eyes avoid her, staring at the ground, barely acknowledging her.

jackie frowns- her heads still spinning, her cheeks are flushed, and only now is she noticing her lack of balance, she's on the verge of falling face first into you.

your voice cuts through her thoughts sharply, "what are you doing here jackie?"

jackie's lips part slightly, mouth moving, opening and closing- willing the words to come out. nothing but a pathetic sigh vibrate through the air. it slices though the thick tension in the room. the silence is suffocating, and finally, only then- your eyes meet.

jackie pouts, "i love you."

platonically? yes.

romantically?

barring the fact that she has a boyfriend, it's only now- only in moments similar to this. only when it's just you two, locked away from the prying eyes of the world, and gossip-mill of the school. whispered broken promises, and drunken ramblings.

it makes your heart ache, and stomach drop- you know how this will go.

your voice drops softer, a warning, a plea- "jackie."

she hums- liquid courage still pumping through her veins.

"seriously- i love you."

her hands move to cup your cheeks softly- and she leans in.

and you do nothing to stop her.

then.

all you can taste is the alcohol on her lips.

all you can smell is her perfume.

and all you can feel is her hands wrapping around your shoulders.

your hands find their place on her hips and you part you legs more, jackie slotting right in between them.

it's pure bliss and it comes crashing down when the door swings open. jackie is pulling away from you, wiping her swollen lips. there's a slightly dazed look in her eyes but it quickly disappears. you can feel jackie's immediate panic now instead.

"just me- thought you'd want to know jeff's looking for you jack."

natalie.

jackie doesn't even spare you one last look, as she's barreling past nat to exit the bathroom.

"you know nat- usually when someone asked to keep someone else away, they do as asked."

nat scoffs, "it's not my fault jackie's got some freaky mind reading powers."

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like usual- jackie never acknowledges the party with you, so you never bring it up with her.

you guess you're a good friend like that.

it's like nothing even happened.

but you don't even have enough fingers- on both hands, to count how many times this has happened.

it still always was nothing though- at least thats what jackie says. something along the lines of; don't worry about it, it's no big deal, friends help each other out all the time- you're just helping me figure it all out- and you'd be more inclined to believe her if she wasn't drunk every time it happened.

you know it's just an excuse she can hide behind-some junior girls made out during spin the bottle and no one battered an eye cause they were so pissed drunk- so in turn jackie is too, so pissed drunk she can barely see straight- literally.

and what's even more pathetic than that? you will always forgive her. you'll bite your tongue, you won't mention anything, you'll laugh with her, and pretend like she didn't crumble your world- and shatter your heart the other night.

she moves through the school like normal- shauna glued to her side. eyes bright, and smile brighter. she says hello to the people they pass.

she's always within eyesight, always within earshot.

she must know what she's doing, she must know she's very good at hovering just close enough to you, to drive you crazy, like a ghostly presence that haunts you.

she has to know she's doing it on purpose.

jackie taylor is going to be the death of you.

it only takes two weeks before another party is announced.

jackie meets your eyes from across the locker room, and you look away.

you know how this will go anyway- you'll be dragged to this party, and you'll avoid her like the plague. but she'll always sniff you out somehow- it's as if she's got some sixth sense to find you.

then you'll kiss, you'll tell her everything she wants to hear, and then, you'll wake up in the morning and pretend nothing even happened.

jackie can keep pretending all she wants- and you'll be happy to indulge her; every time.

pathetic.

[ginasbaby]

hii! I was thinking on something like

R and towa are besties, they're in love with eachother (both very oblivious about that) but after the rumours of towa and renee dating, r starts to avoid towa, towa is sad cause r is avoiding her and happy ending with renee being sort of the cupid

I couldn't find the request rules post so I hope this doesn't break any!

I love you

Part 1

Towa bird x fem!reader

Part 2

Warnings; slight angst, tooth rotting fluff.

3rd person POV:

It was a very normal day, Y/n had been performing at many places the past few days. She was a talented singer, she had performed on broadway 4 times- mainly for mean girls, but she's done Hamilton before aswell. On the mean girls set, she met Renee Rapp- who was playing as Regina, they both found out they would be together for most of the musical because Y/n was playing Cady. This is where the off-screen friendship started. The two were inseperable- they couldn't live without eachother if they tried.

Around the end of her Mean Girls era, Y/n met Towa Bird. They immediately clicked together, like two peas in a pea pod. Over time their friendship grew stronger. Over a couple of months, they had known each other almost like they had been together for their whole lives. Towa was not famous at this moment; hell, barely anyone knew her. But Y/n was known very well, so paparazzi and fans were always around her. It was hard to keep her private life private; well, most of it. And so if we skip a few years, here to the present. This is where Towa, Renee, and Y/n stand now: 'Vanity Fair'.

PRESENT

It was obvious that Y/n was pining over Towa, yet Towa was too oblivious to notice, yet Renee wasn't. The blonde was going to play the cupid part of their trio, it was clear that all three of them had a close relationship. However, some of Renee's (and Towa's) fans thought that they had something more going on. This made Y/n's heartache- she was head over heels for Towa, yet no one had noticed, but again we're in the present. Y/n had to deal with it.

There was a lot of photography and flashes, which is exactly why y/n wasn't keen on coming. She was photosensitive, not a good aspect for an actor/singer, she always carried a pair of black glasses with her, the only problem right now was that she forgot to bring them with them.

"Towa," she murmured. "Towa, I forgot my glasses." She grabbed the curly head's arm. Towa turned around with a soft look on her face. She reached into her pocket and handed the y/h/c girl a pair of sunglasses.

"Here sweets, take these." Y/n smiled her heart full of love.

"Why do you eat so many sweets," Towa looked up from her guitar.

"Well, they taste nice, and, uh," she also paused, looking up from her computer. "I don't know, I guess I just enjoy them." Towa smiled in understanding, she looked back down at her guitar before putting it down and picking up her phone. She clicked on Y/n's contact, editing the name to 'Sweets'. Y/n stood up from her desk and moved behind Towa.

"Sweets?" She chuckled sweetly," You're so corny. Hm... Curls! That's your nickname, curls." The Filipino girl chuckled.

"Alright then".

"Oh yeah!" the y/na girl chuckled nervously, "pictures, yay... Thanks".

Time skip

Renee and Towa had an arm around Y/n as she stumbled and wobbled. She hiccupped and burped, her breath invaded by the stench of alcohol. "Y/n did you really think downing that bottle of red wine was a good idea?" Renee asked, stopping to breathe.

"Don't answer that question," Towa intervened. "Renee can you go get the car, please".

"Are you sure you're going to be alright carrying her?"

"Yeah, y-yeah I'm sure." Towa finished by picking her up bridal style. Y/n let out a squeak and pulled herself closer to Towa's body.

"You know-" She hiccuped, "I love you." Towa pauses walking.

"Huh?"

"You silly little curls," she sneezed. "I said: I love you."

"I love you too, silly, we're best friends. Obviously, I would love you." Towa said, awkwardly smirking. Y/n's smile dropped a little but she smiled again, this time fake.

"Yeah, friends." She frowned but she was close enough to Towa that she didn't see it.

If only they knew.

[mcdisonbciley]

maddie: WHAT NOW

madelyn: HELLO?