Requestion: Renee x Reader where Reader, Renee’s gf, finally gets to see Renee play Regina on broadway for the first time. Reader thinks it’s the hottest thing ever and Renee notices after the show. She’s all smug and teasing about it, being a bit mean to Reader in a playful way. Smut in the dressing room ensues
Embodiment of Mean Girls
|| Reneé Rapp x fem!reader
|| Warnings; smut, degrading, reader called slut/whore, Reneé using reader, knee riding, fingering, dom Reneé sub reader, control kink, mommy kink, mentions of praising kink, choking kink, mentions of being used/treaded like a toy, Reneé slaps reader a few times, orgasms, soft Reneé at the end for after care, public ish sex
|| Summary; when reader watches Reneé as Regina George for the first time, she's turned on... to say the least.
Requests closed!
Started; December 4th
Finished; December 8th
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Broadway. Your girlfriend, Reneé Rapp, was a broadway star. Sometimes you still struggled to wrap your head around that. When she first told you she was Regina George, you thought she was messing with you. Like, okay Reneé where's the camera? Kind of joke. Only she was completely serious. You were floored. How could your silly, chaotic girl be Regina George? The embodiment of mean girls? It didn't make sense to you.
Until you saw her preform for the first time and oh my God. Your life was changed. Like, seriously. Changed. From one performance. Your eyes had been on her the entire time, watching her every movement. Hanging to her every word, every song. She was incredible. And so... so damn hot. If you weren't already gay, well. You definitely were now. She would have been your awakening. You couldn't wait to get to her after the show.
When you do finally get to see her, Reneé's in her dressing room. Scrolling through her phone. Just taking a moment to collect herself after the adrenaline rush of being on stage. As the door opened, she glanced at you with a smile. It didn't take Reneé long at all to see the way you were looking at her. There was lust and desire in your eyes, which amused the star.
She stood from her chair, setting her phone on the desk and walking over to you. Hands resting to your shoulders with a grin," hey, baby. You doing okay?" Reneé couldn't help but tease. Her tone whenever she called you 'baby'... well, it only made your desire for her worse. You gave her a nod in response and brought her flush against you. Kissing her deep. A small moan left Reneé and her lips danced with yours in perfect rhythm. God, she couldn't get enough of you either. Her hands cupped your cheeks, trying to deepen the kiss impossibly further.
All you could do was moan and let her take control. There were few times where you submitted to Reneé, because Reneé usually liked you having the control. But having just played someone with a very dominant personality on stage, it's clear it hasn't fully gotten out of her system yet.
The kiss broke and you brought Reneé to the chair. You took a seat, then looked up at her with a grin," degrade me?" You requested. Which caught Reneé off guard for a moment. It wasn't usually something you asked her to do. She knew you had a praising kink, but she never considered that you might also have a degrading kink.
"You want to be mommy's slut?" She replied, her hand going to your throat. Straddling herself in your lap. All you could do was nod and whimper for her, begging her to do more. To use you, make her your personal toy. It happened before you even realized what was going on; Reneé's other hand slapped you across the face. Her hand on your throat growing tighter.
A gasp left you, squirming in the seat. Reneé's eyes searched yours for any sign of hesitation or unwanting. When all she found was desire, she continued," you liked that, didn't you? Such a filthy little slut.." She slapped you again. Grinding her clit down against your knee. You tried to speak, but all that came out was a breathless moan. Needing her to touch you in your core. The more she seemed to refuse, tease you, edge you. The stronger the need for it came. Until you were begging under her.
"Neé-" you'd started to say, only to be met with another slap and sharp eyes. Looking at you expectantly. Like you'd done something wrong. Your mind was too foggy to catch onto what she was saying. Hinting at. It wasn't until she spoke did you understand.
"What's my name?" Reneé asked, your whole body shuddered. Trying to avoid her eyes. Looking at literally anything else in the room, even taking the time to read some of the show posters on the dressing room wall. When she noticed your eyes wandering, she forced your attention back to her with a bruising kiss. And when your eyes opened again, Reneé looked into them," well?"
"Mommy," you murmured. Reneé seemed satisfied. She used your knee until she came. Taking her damn sweet time. Messing with you. Prolonging your turn for as long as she could. Until she finally caved and gave you the touch you wanted. Your eyes rolled back, head slumping against the back rest of the chair as Reneé fingered you.
"Such a good little whore, aren't you?" Reneé smirked, trailing bruising kisses along your neck," keep your moans quiet, baby. Wouldn't want the stage crew to hear, would you? Unless you're into that kind of thing.. maybe you're more of a slut than I thought," Reneé continued her tease. Loving the way it seemed to take effect on you. How you just melted into her.
It wasn't long after until you were cumming onto her fingers. Making a mess she knew they would have to clean up, not wanting someone to realize what they did in here. But for now, her focus was on you. Easing you down from your orgasm. Relaxing your breathing. Encouraging you through your breaths. A complete 180 from how she was behaving only moments before.
Reneé helped you drink some water from the bottle she had after her show. You didn't care that it was hers, after all. It wasn't the first time the two of you shared liquids. Pulling away when you were done, Reneé sat herself in your lap. Examining your cheeks, making sure you were okay from when she'd slapped you. She didn't want to have caused actual harm to you.
"I'm okay," you assured her. Taking a breath between your words. Her eyes locked to yours and Reneé relaxed.
"You sure, baby?" When you nodded, she didn't press further about it. But did still keep an eye on you.
(I will be using the according pronouns to step 1, he/him.)
Step 1:
•If you identified as a girl during step 1 then Darren obviously was uncomfortable with you, since he didn't know how to talk to girls.
•If you identified as anything other than a girl then he was polite to you, not overly excited or unhappy to meet you.
•When Qiu first introduced you two to each other, to say the least Darren wasn't what you would call impressed.
•Qiu really wanted you two to be friends, but Darren didn't buy into it, obviously not too excited about the unwelcome addition to the boys club.
•But during walks when you arrived at the corner store and he won the rock paper scissors round and was crowned the snack king and you actually congratulated him?
•It made him happy, you weren't mocking him, or cheering that the others had lost so he would have to pay for the snacks.
•And after that your relationship progressed, friendship sprouting from past uncomfortable conversations to long bike rides through town together.
•Darren is a bit more of a slow burn person tbh, so it's more likely for Darren to start liking you near the end of step 1.
•But when he likes you he's down bad...
•He's stuttering over his words so much...
•Like, if you compliment him on let's say his hair, he'll just about explode.
•"I- You- My hair?! Y-you like my h-hair?!"
•Lowkey a tsundere...
•He'll act like he thinks it's troublesome when you talk about your interests but he's documenting it all in his head.
•Cannot handle physical touch, he'll freak out if you even just graze his arm with your fingers, let alone hug him...
•All in all he's so unable to handle his feelings that he's just so awkward.
where their girls let them use the stage after performances as a skating area
especially Billie cause she always has like that long stage
just fluff/comfort with maybe the reader getting a little hurt? :3
Anon; 👻
Request: yes
Title: oopsie daisies
Pairing: reneé rapp x billie eilish x reader
Genre: fluff, drabble
CW/TW: reader has a small accident, minor description of injury, major dumbassery, brief Finneas cameo
Summary: when showing off for your girlfriends takes a turn for the worst, your girls need to care for your ouchie.
You did not mean to end up like this.
With a cut on your chin, and a bloodied blouse. You didn't like the way Reneé was staring at you both unamused but also laughing at how stupid you were. You just wanted to impress them.
It started off with a bunch of small tricks. But you were getting bolder. You only forgot the floor gets slippery after concerts because of sweat, rain, and yes even water spilling from the bottle as billie drank to keep her voice firm.
Her stage had always been perfect, it was wide, spacious. But in that one moment your skate was a bit too fast, and when you went to do a flip, your skate sped up too much as the wet ground made for less friction. the sake continued straight ahead. And like in acartoon there was a .1 second where yuo looked down and knew it was going to be a nasty fall but before you could properly register, gravity pulled you down, and your chin was the first to land.
Billie ran up to you, her blue eyes wide, not even looking like their usual sleepy shape anymore. She screamed for finneas, who came running. He handed her some bandaids and a bit of toilet paper to wipe the blood from your chin. It didn't seem too bad, but you'd definitely need stitches.
"You're such an idiot. Why wouldn't you at least wait for them to clean the stage?"
"Oopsie daisy?"
"Yeah oopsie daisy is right. Dumbass. You could have lost a tooth" Reneé scolded you but she was mostly worried. She knelt before you and played with your hair to soothe you since you hated bleeding. "Deep breaths in and out, don't look at the blood, look at me." She said and you obeyed promptly.
''You gotta take care of yourself, Y/N, my sister would bite my head off if she loses you" Finneas taunted you and you just flipped him off eliciting a laugh from billie. Once she was done patching you up she went over to your skate and grabbed it.
"I'm confiscating this. Till you learn to use it a tidbit more responsibly. Or at least learn to land a fall without injuring yourself."
you pouted, but in a way, you were glad. You definitely had room for improvement. And she was right. And you didn't want to worry your girls. You let both of them drive you to a quick ER tripp. once they stitche dyou up you three + finneas went to a nice italian place where you got to eat some pasta, except for billie and finch, who got vegan food. It was a nice way to recover from the shitshow of a stunt.
Requests: “Renee x reader fanfic where reader is French and the guitarist in a famous rock band and Renee is just melting?” In which Reneé Rapp has fallen for a French girl and there’s no way out of it.
Fuck Duolingo. Reneé found herself at an afterparty for the VMAs, surrounded by her favorite band (and one of her best friends), Rated R. Of course, anyone would find this to be a plus. After all, Rated R were chart toppers, their music bringing a good mix of French and English to the rock world. An edgier, group version of Celine Dion, if you will. The only problem was, that Reneé was not able to retain a word they were saying, despite her many late-night dates with the green owl of doom on her phone. She wanted so desperately to understand what they were saying that it was silently killing her.
(Y/n) looked over to Reneé, having just laughed at something her bandmate had said. They had become best friends over their shared time in the music industry. Though, it always felt like their friendship was just a bit more than friendly. After all, the amount of flirting the two of them partook in sometimes blurred the lines, despite both of them being very flirty people in general. Gently. she nudged Reneé in hopes of getting the pout on the girl's lips to drop. "Come on, let's go get a drink." She offered her hand, which Reneé gently took, their fingers instinctively intertwining.
It was easy to see when Reneé was upset or wasn't having fun. She was such a ball of light and excitement that it wasn't hard to tell. "I think sometimes we forget that you aren't French, and I'm sorry for that. In our defense, your name is Reneé, which is very French." (Y/n) teased, earning a small laugh from the blonde, and (Y/n) could tell that she was cheering her up. "I can talk to them if you want. Remind them to speak a bit more English." (Y/n) handed over a drink, smiling a bit at Reneé.
"It's not that," Reneé thanked her for the drink, taking a sip. "I just wish I could figure it out. I want to learn how to speak French. For them, of course, but mainly for you. You always say these things that sound a bit flirty, but I… I can never respond because I don't know what you're saying. But I want to! Duolingo is just taking forever." She rambled, finishing her sentence with a soft groan coming from her lips. (Y/n) couldn't help but glance away, always in love with the way Reneé would go off on a bit of a tangent.
A playful smirk fell on her lips as she held up her drink to clink with Reneé's, an action immediately reciprocated. "Mainly for me, huh? Well, I will tell you what… I'll teach you French. Duolingo is… great, but… It doesn't beat having actual practice. You know, conversationally. There are many words, phrases, and slang that you've taught me that Duolingo never could." (Y/n) said softly with a wink Reneé's way. (Y/n)'s words seemed to effectively light up her face as she nodded at the plan.
She was grateful to have (Y/n) in her life. It was moments like these, though, where she had to restrain herself from kissing the girl before her. "I could never tell you how grateful I am… Hey, I had this thought. You know how I always do a little show with my guitarists when I sing Tummy Hurts? Any chance you'd want to come on stage for it, at least once? Maybe you could teach me some lines of it in French for me to sing up there with you. It'd be the collab of the century." Reneé reasoned, hoping (Y/n) wouldn't notice the pink continuing to spread and darken on her cheeks. Mainly, she was hoping she wasn't being too obvious in her feelings. Honestly, given their flirty behaviors, it was hard to tell if this was all a game or real life for each other.
A snort came from (Y/n) as she eyed Reneé. Taking another sip from her drink, she leaned on the wall. "You mean the famous Tummy Hurts performance where you're flirting with your guitarist? I couldn't turn that down, mon chéri." She said, leaning in slightly, their faces close together. "Maybe I'll finally get a kiss from you after the show then, hm?" She winked before pulling away slightly. Her teasing is successful, as shown by how red Reneé's face has gotten.
There was a pleasant feeling of surprise when Reneé had pulled her back in. Their faces were once again so close that (Y/n) could feel the blonde's breath fan against her lips. "Do you want to wait for the show? Or… I could just kiss you right now, if you want." A clear ask for consent that (Y/n) gave as their lips collided. It was a passionate but hungry kiss, both girls gripping at each other as if scared to let go. (Y/n)'s hands found themselves holding onto Reneé's waist, pulling her closer by the hips, and Reneé's hands held her cheeks before finding their way to the back of (Y/n)'s neck.
They needed to be reminded of where they were, and (either unfortunately or) fortunately, Aurélie, one of (Y/n)'s bandmates with a slightly thicker accent than her, cleared her throat. "We were just looking for you two. (Y/n) we're headed to get some fast food on the way to the hotel. Reneé, do you want to join us?" She asked with a wink over at the two.
"Come on," (Y/n) said softly, leading Reneé away with her other bandmates. Both girl's lips were slightly swollen from their kisses but neither was regretful. "You can stay in my room tonight and we can figure out all of this. If you want." (Y/n) said softly, squeezing Reneé's hand gently. "Yeah, I do want that." Reneé agreed happily as she got in the car with the band. She was sure her heart was beating faster than her thoughts were in her mind, not that she cared. She was excited and happy for whatever was going to happen next between them.
if ur still taking requests, may i have headcanons of dating renee murray with a fem!reader?
if not, i just hope u have a nice day 🫂
" A GIRL LIKE YOU "
📌 Pairing : renee x fem!reader
📌 Romantic. angst(?) and comfort. feel like this headcanon is lacking but hey at least im finally answering my inbox. (sorry for how long this is, might turn this into an ao3 fic)
RENEE MURRAY
- enemies to lovers slowburn 200,000,000 words
- he didnt like you at all when you were 10 for reasons he couldnt explain. but he knew one thing was for sure; you make him feel frustrated like no one ever has before.
- you make him heat up, and feel as if hes on fire. he didnt like it, not at all. you make his heart beat race and his stomach tighten up and he didnt know what to do with himself.
- so he chalked these feelings up to him 'hating you more than normal', because he didn't feel like this towards any of the other girls he has met before. surely thats the only explanation
- he hated you, he was sure of it.
- he hated you when you kept talking to him despite his mean words. he hated you for caring about him even if he pushes you away. he hated you for spending way too much time with qiu
- and he hated you for how bad you made him feel. he hated you for making him guilty whenever your face fell from his disregarding words.
- he hated the way he wanted to be with you all the time. he hated the way you were way too pretty for his own liking. he hated the way you made him want to be kinder.
- too much, it was all too much. so he started to distance himself away from you.
- you grew apart, and you didnt even get an explanation why he wouldnt dare look your way.
- it hurts, it continued to hurt until you were thirteen. and you grew to be bitter towards him. bitter for not giving you an explanation, for throwing you away
- but you didnt know. you didnt know how much it hurted her more.
- it pained her that she couldnt hang out with you anymore. that you now treat her as nothing more than a stranger. that it was all her fault
- it was all her fault because she was stupid. thats all she was and all she will ever be. stupid, stupid, stupid.
- the two of you grew, and before you knew it you have reached the age of fourteen.
- by this stage, ren has figured out who she really wanted to be. even if she wasnt ready to accept it fully.
- she thought about all that she was, and all the two of you could have been
- it took her four years to realize that she actually likes you. she was downright smitten with a girl that hated her. a girl who she was supposed to hate herself.
- when she was more sure of herself, she eventually found the courage to apologize
- it took her an embarassing amount of time. pacing around her room, reciting and memorizing all that she wanted to say to you.
- only to stutter when she was finally in front of you, tounge tied and unsure. her script didnt matter; and she ended up spilling her entire heart in front of you, tears and all.
- you accepted her apology, but you couldnt forgive her yet. she hurt you after all, in a way no one has before
- she completely understands, promising to wait for however long it will take for her to gain your trust once more.
- it was messy journey. your feelings pushing and pulling you away from her back and forth. but nevertheless, she stayed. she stayed with a smile in her face as if she was happy
- she was happy to be with you
- eventually it was all worth it. you two grew closer and closer until no one could dare break the two of you apart.
- no one and nothing. except for college of course
- renee was older than you, you know that. eventually she was going to leave you behind to pursue her dreams
- and even though you were the only dream she wanted to pursue, she knows she had to say goodbye. to go on without you (again)
- the day she was set to leave her home and face the great unknown on her own, was the day that she broke down for the second time in front of you
- she loves you. she said. oh so much.
- she loves you and she didnt know how to let you go
- suddenly it was as if the two of you were fourteen again. she felt as if she was pathetic, the same way her 12 year old self was pathetic
- all you could do was hold her, and ask her to wait for you like she did back then. just a little more and finally nothing will ever separate the two of you ever again
- for you, she learned to be patient. she texted you every day, at every other hour when she could. she stayed up late at night, listening to your voice from the other side of the phone
- she keeps a picture of you on the desk in her dorm room. she keeps you as her wallpaper. she keeps you close, even if the two of you were far away from each other
——
📌 didnt proof read. english isnt my first language and quite frankly i dont really like how this turned out my bad gang. but heyyyy im back after months of inactivity
Hiiii! Could you possibly write some headcanons for Ren with an MC that's really into spooky things? (Step 1 - Step 2)
MC that's into spooky things × Renee Murray headcanons ꔛ
step 1.
if you meant me to write about both the 1 step and the 2 step - let me know! I'll write headcanons for the second step too.
amount of symbols: 2253± symbols.
enjoy!
— For starters, Ren didn’t care about it at all. Like, well, you into those creepy things, and so what?
— But when, due to the fact that he was your friend, he began to get involved in all sorts of "scary" things for children with you, he managed to privately regret it a little bit. Not because it's may be silly! But still...
— Do you want to summon some kind of spirit using a piece of paper and nettle?... Are you sure?... Nope, Ren is not afraid! Absolutely! He may move away a little, but he is not afraid!
— He won’t be afraid of any rustling in the room, or a draft - that’s for sure. He's just... A little tense, you know!
— When you most likely are not making much progress in this, Ren will relax only then. He'll say something like "I knew that!", but if it offends you, Ren will hesitantly apologize. After all you tried, right? That's the main thing!
— If you decide to watch scary movies with him, he won’t mind it. To some extent he is even interested.
— And then it depends on what you watch. If there is blood in this film, then after watching it Ren will say something like “ugh, that’s nasty!" and will tell you not to watch this with him again.
— If this movie is based more on spirits and evil, then he will be a little scared, but also quite excited about it. I guess he would even like it. However, after watching it, he will be a little nervous.
— if you suddenly sneak up behind him, or suddenly turn off the light in the room where he was, you will scare him. But Ren will pretend that this did not frighten him even one bit! And then he will be angry with you, although not really seriously.
— Oh, and well, if you want to go to some “scary” place, believe me, you may not be allowed. It's too dangerous! Who would have told you this if not adults? However, if it is not somewhere far in the forest or far from home, he will still go there with you. And maybe even further if you convince him, just shh...
— Despite the fact that Ren may look like he is displeased with your hobby, in fact he wants to support you in this. Though he is really scared sometimes!
— So where you go, he goes too. What is important to you is also important to him. If anything happens, Ren will even try to protect you. He's your friend, after all!
A/N: I hope it doesn't soo ooc coded swhwhhejeid (they suffer from some insecurities they're really sorry)
alright and that was really funny to write!!!
I was a child who often participated in things like this, and I felt so nostalgic while writing 😭😭😭
and also it's FUN to look for the last one header, I try to search for maybe something on the topic, and sometimes I just want to insert some meme here...
I MESSED UP WITH PRONOUNS I'M SOSOSOSO SORRY I'VE CORRECTED THIS BUT STILL.... if something wrong with the pronouns please let me know!!! I'll change them immediately !!!
synopsis: after a god-awful day, reneé only wants to go back home. away from assholes, and next to her girlfriend (with whom she envies for having a day-off).
(for the anon who requested this, sorry it took me two months to get motivation before i could make this😭)
(these bots are all wlw, so men dni, let us have this one thing lol)
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.
