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babeydollx · 3 months

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Take Care of Eachother | Rafe Cameron

❀ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: cursing, mentions of violence, mentions of blood, very slight mention of drugs, mentions of sex MDNI.

❀ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Rafe Cameron x Female Pogue Reader

❀ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: In which Rafe comes to Y/N after getting into a fight. Y/N tries to take care of him and clean him up but, Rafe also has other ideas.

❀ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1k

❀ 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: I'm not sure if I am going to make a part two to it or not, I might if enough people want a part two.

You listened to the sound of the thunder and the rain patter on your bathroom window as you did your nightly routine. As you were doing your skin care, you herd someone knock on you door. The knock was loud and a little frantic. You put your moisturizer down and hurried to the front door. You grab the curtains that were attached to the window that was beside the door and peeked out to see who it was to decide if you would open the door this late at night or not.

To your surprise the person behind the door was none other than your boyfriend, Rafe Cameron standing out there in the rain and he looked pretty hurt. You felt your stomach sink when you saw him in this condition. You quickly unlocked the front door before gently pulling him inside. You cupped his face and looked up at him. He had a black eye and a busted lip. You used your thumb to gently wipe the blood off his chin. He also had a pretty bad bruise on his cheek along with other cuts and bruises on his body.

"What the hell happened to you?!" You asked frantically as you checked him all over, making sure that there was nothing severely wrong. All of his injuries seemed minor but still looked pretty painful. "I just got into a fight with these two guys, it's not really a big deal." He said as he winced slightly when you checked his bruised eye. "Sorry.." You said softly, trying not to hurt him as you checked the injuries on his face. "Here, how about you sit down and let me take care of you. Then you can stay here with me for the night. You shouldn't be out there anyways in that bad storm." You said softly as you helped him over to the couch.

You disappeared into the bathroom before coming back with your first-aid kit. You sat down beside him on the sofa and began to gently clean his wounds. His winced and hissed a little as you did so. "Sorry, I'm trying to be as gentle as I can." You said with a small frown. "I know, it's okay princess." Rafe said with a small smile. "So how did this fight start anyways?" You asked as you began to wrap his arm with a bandage since he had a kind of nasty cut on his bicep. "Please don't tell me it was over drugs again." You said with a sigh. "No no, not drugs." He said as he shook his head. "Then what happened?" You asked.

"It's just- it was about you." He said. You stopped what you were doing to look at him. You were shocked that the answer was you. "Me?" You asked in confusion. "What do you mean about me?" You tilted your head. "Those two guys.. they had a thing for you." Rafe said as you could see the rage coming back in his eyes slightly as he spoke of what happened. "Which, obviously I can't blame them but, they knew that you are mine." You felt butterflies in your stomach when Rafe said that you were his out loud. "They were saying so much sexual things about you to me just to rile me up but, they also meant it so... I beat them up." He said, almost sounding proud of himself.

"Well as much as I appreciate you protecting me like that, you know it didn't have to end in a fight baby." You said softly as you ran a hand through his hair. "I- I know.." He sighed. "It's just.. I got so enraged and I couldn't help myself." He said. You smiled a little and kissed his cheek before he looked at you. "I love you, Rafe." You said as you smiled more. "I love you too, Y/N, so much.." He said as he leaned in and kissed you. The kiss was soft and loving. You pulled away eventually and looked back to the first-aid kit. "Well, I better get you fixed up." You said and he nodded.

You finally finished fixing your boyfriend up and he gave you a kiss on the cheek as a thank you. "Well there you go, all better." You giggled as you gentle kissed his nose causing him to scrunch his nose slightly. "Now that I took care of you, we can get ready to go to bed." You chuckled as you went to get up but, Rafe gently pulled you back down onto the couch. "I- baby what are you doing?" You asked as you looked over at him. "You took care of me, now let me take care of you in my own way." He said with a smirk. You laughed and shook your head. "You need to rest, love." You said with a smile.

"And I'd say fucking you tonight.. getting to have you all to myself so I can have my way with you is a pretty damn good way for me to relax, wouldn't you say?" He said with a wicked grin. You giggled and bit your lip. You couldn't lie, the idea of him having his way with you did turn you on but, you just didn't want him to over do it. "Are you sure you are up for this baby, I don't want you to do too much." You say softly, your voice laced with concern. Rafe smiled before cupping your face and kissing you softly. "I'll be fine, princess." He said with a smile. "Okay." You smiled back and nodded. He leaned in and kissed you again but this time the kiss was rough and passionate. This was going to be a long, pleasurable night and you couldn't wait.

Author's Note: tysm for reading, lovies!

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honeybear-yammy · 1 year

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New Chapter

Warnings: none just pure fluff

Pairings: Drew Starkey x Female Reader

Summary: In which Drew and Y/N talk about their future together.

Prompts: "You look so cute with your baby bump!" and "This is going to be the start of something magical." and "I'll keep you warm." and "Can I play with your hair?" and "My mother adores you."

You walked into your shared bedroom and looked in the mirror. You were looking at your baby bump in the mirror. You had not even noticed yet that Drew was also in the room sitting on the bed, leaning against the headboard.

Drew got up and walked over to you before hugging you from behind gentle. You giggled and smiled then rested the back of your head against his chest. He smiled and kissed your head.

"You look so cute with your baby bump!" He said with a smile.

"Thank you." You said with a giggle. "I'm so excited to be pregnant. I can't wait to meet our baby in a few months." You said with a smile.

"This is going to be the start of something magical." Drew said smiling.

"Yeah it is, I know it." You said. He then gently spun you around so you were now facing him instead of the mirror. You smiled when you saw him. He leaned down and planted a gentle, loving kiss to your lips.

"Mm.. you warm." You said with a giggle and nuzzled his chest. Drew laughed. "I've been trying to look for my house coat because I'm cold but, I can't find it anywhere." You said with a frown.

"Aww.. you looked in all the rooms?" He asked.

"Yeah and I can't find it." You said.

"It's okay sweet girl." He said and kissed your forehead. "I'll keep you warm." He said with a grin. You giggled and smiled.

"Good because you are much better and warmer than a house coat." You said with a giggle. Drew laughed and gently picked you up and then laid down on the bed with you and snuggled you gently to keep you warm. You giggled and nuzzled his neck with a smile.

"I am so excited that I am pregnant but, I still can't believe we are going to have a baby." You said.

"I know, it's kind of mind-blowing." Drew said with a small chuckle.

"I was super nervous to tell you but, I'm also really nervous to tell your mother." You said.

"Why?" He asked confused. "My mother adores you." He said.

"She does?" You asked with a smile.

"Yeah, she's always talking about how nice and kind you are." He said. "She really does like you. She's glad I picked you." He said.

"I'm glad you picked me too." You said with a giggle.

"Well, I'm even luckier that you wanted to be with me and marry me and now have a baby with me." He said with a smile.

"I can't believe we have been married for a year now." You said.

"I know, it feels like it was just yesterday." He said.

"It really does feel like that." You said. The two of you laid there and talked about anything and everything that had to do with your future, your pregnancy, and your marriage. You smiled tiredly and rested your head on his chest.

"Can I play with your hair?" Drew asked.

"Sure baby." You said with a tired smile. He chuckled and gently started playing with your hair. The feeling helped relax you but also made you more tired. As he played with your hair and pet you head your eyes slowly fluttered closed.

You then fell asleep curled up in Drew's arms as he played with your hair and snuggled you, then soon after he fell asleep too.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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rafescurtainbangz · 2 months

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“You wanna see some more?”

Me:

#yeah… that d #daddddddy #editing s3 immediately #rafe cameron #drew starkey #rafe cameron smut #xxbutdaddyilovehimxx #rafe cameron x smut #drew starkey smut #dark rafe x reader #rafe x me #rafe cameron x you

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isabelleneville · 7 months

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𓅃 ANNE BOLEYN APPRECIATION WEEK 𓅃

Day Three - Favourite Historical Fact About Anne: Anne's Coronation — Anne was the last Queen Consort to be crowned independently from her husband. — She was crowned with St Edward's crown being the only Queen Consort to have this honour. — Queen Anne also sat on St Edward's chair again being the only Queen Consort to do so. — Anne was visibly pregnant, to her husband, her supporters, and herself this was seen as a new hope for the nation, and her already on her way to fulfilling one of the duties of Queenship, providing a male heir. — Her coronation was the first to have elements of the Anglican faith which her husband founded.

#six wives with D. Starkey #wolf hall #the other boleyn girl #the tudors #perioddramaedit #anneboleynweek #julia marsen #claire foy #natalie portman #natalie dormer #anne boleyn #my edits

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rafesthroatbaby · 7 months

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he's tall ofc is a big dick

😮‍💨🥵🥵🥵

#drew starkey #rafe cameron #to be under him rn #destroy me in any ways possible #I’m begging #y’all heard her BIG D

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oldschoolfrp · 11 months

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Don't be green with envy, there is plenty here to split 6 ways (Maurine Starkey, back cover for The Book of Treasure Maps III, Judges Guild, 1982)

#D&D #Dungeons & Dragons #Maurine Starkey #dungeon #The Book of Treasure Maps III #dnd #treasure chest #treasure #adventuring party #Judges Guild #Dungeons and Dragons #1980s

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wasteddawns-archive · 4 months

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" i never felt guilty. " he should have, he knows that, but guilt was a feeling he often pushed away. warren randolph had done one too many questionable things to sit and mull them over. cheating on his partner with them felt pretty miniscule in comparison ---- in his eyes, at least. though to many in his circle it was a scandal so big it was still being talked about months after. " i pretended I did. i had to. but i wanted you, and i'm not in the habit of denying myself the things i want. "

@sakurapizza sent ✐ for a random generated starter. #956 ft. warren randolph.

#sakurapizza #conversations with > warren randolph.#giving you my d starkey rich boy muse feels weird but also like another cruz dante deal and i'm here for it

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detectivechandler · 4 months

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james starkey + making joe's brain go brrrr. ↳ aka, unnamed grumpy old men verse

#dynamics. i will fear no evil for thou art with me // james starkey #georgia dynamic tag ;#this show cAN SUCK MY D -#the coloring. the fucking widescreen bs it cursed me with #all of it.

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hanasnx · 4 months

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up the hill

MINORS DNI 18+

"What are you watching?" The commotion on your phone had alerted your boyfriend DREW STARKEY who came into the room with innocent curiosity. You hadn't expected that he'd be interested in knowing, vaguely embarrassed as to the nature of the video contents, you smack your phone down, but your brain's disappointed that you're not viewing more.

"Nothing." you tell him with a little smile, and he collapses onto the bed next to you, scooting up behind you while you shuffle away from him.

Now he's interested because you're concealing it, chasing after you. "What? Is it porn, or something?" In a way he's not wrong and you open your mouth to reply when your speaker spills the beans.

"Keep the fucking money." the woman says on the video, and Drew's brows furrow with displeased discovery.

"Oh," He adjusts, propping himself up on his arm. "Oh, baby, I don't want you watching that."

You frown at the prospect of being denied, doubly intrigued as you face away from him and back to your phone, picking it up so the screen's visible and you can finish the video. The sounds of struggling make sense as you watch Drew— playing a character— pin an assumed-hooker to the wall by her hair. His hand looks huge when he grabs her face, forcing her to look at him as she thrashes in his grip, caging her with his body. Your eyes widen as Drew shifts closer, reaching over you to try to snatch your phone. You dodge, sitting up, eyes glued to the screen.

"Sweetheart," he says in a gentle chiding tone, "give me the phone." You tune him out, stuck on how he snickers on-screen when the girl spits in his face. When he reaches again, you jerk out of the way, watching how his biceps bulge as he slams her down on your phone. "Baby, I'm telling you, you don't wanna see this—" His hand keeps her trapped by her neck as he begins to undo his belt, and all those fuzzy feelings bubble in your belly, swallowing down the Pavlov effect of knowing what's to come when you hear that sound. Since you're distracted, Drew's able to round you, plucking your phone from your grip.

You hopelessly stretch up to grab for it. "Hey!"

Without answering you, he keeps a splayed hand between the two of you, standing at the edge of the bed, halting you as he exits out of YouTube on your phone and tosses it onto a nearby desk.

"C'mon, D, I know it was just a job." you reason with him, and he notes the way your brows upturn, how you moisten your lips, slump your shoulders. You're not just disappointed you didn't get to finish watching the scene, that gleam in your eyes tells him all he needs to know.

Curiously, he skews his feature and tilts his head at you. "Are you horny right now?"

You open your mouth to speak, registering how your thighs are rubbing together which you cease immediately and close your mouth.

An expression of muted interest blooms on his countenance, and you surge to defend yourself. "You are, aren't you?"

"No, I was just—!" You animate your hands, gesturing for him to stop.

"Baby," he scoffs, and glances at you through his brows. "C'mon." That curl to his lips is irresistible, single-handedly imploring you to tell he truth.

You sigh, throwing your head back. "Yes." you relent. "Yes, I thought it was hot."

"Baby."

"Stop! It's not my fault! It's just the way you were like," You claw at the air in frustration, forming an invisible ball with them as if you were strangling something. "manhandling her."

He tongues the inside of his cheek, his knee dropping to the mattress as he nears you, and you don't realize his closeness until he's right next to you. Taken aback, you quiet. "Sounds like you want a little taste of that yourself, huh?"

#indy: drabbles #1k #ch: drew #drew starkey drabble #drew starkey smut #drew starkey x reader #drew starkey x female reader #drew starkey x you #drew starkey x y/n #drew starkey imagine #drew starkey fic #drew starkey fanfiction #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron x reader #rafe smut #rafe x reader #outer banks smut #outer banks x reader #reader insert

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totalswag · 11 months

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new addition — DREW STARKEY

authors note first concept! more dadxdrew content will be posted. writing about drew as a dad is one of the most cutest thing ever. this is my first time writing on here and it’s been awhile since i’ve written something so it will be a little rusty. also, thank you to those who've sent in requests, i will get to them when i can. feedback is always appreciated <3

summary welcoming your first child into the world and announcing it to the rest of the world.

A month ago you welcomed a beautiful healthy baby girl into the world. Words cannot describe the feeling of becoming a parent for the time. Each day that goes by you cherish every moment with her.

The minute you laid eyes on her, you knew deep in your heart you were meant to be in that very moment. She makes you look at the world differently.

First thing family and friends said when they met Y/D/N for the first time was that she has Drew's features, especially his eye color. But, she is the perfect mix between you both.

When Y/D/N was first born you both posted a picture showing her in her bed next to your hospital bed without showing her face because privacy is huge for Drew and you. You want to protect her from the rest of the world, it's a scary place.

Earlier this week, it hit a month since Y/D/N was born. She continues to grow everyday and never fails to make us smile.

You were in the kitchen cleaning the dishes while Y/D/N was in her swing set sound asleep in the living room; her pacifier in her mouth with her blanket to keep her warm. She loves taking naps or relaxing in her swing set. She will get fussy if you take her out when she's comfortable.

Drew was in the other room on the phone with his manager about an upcoming movie with Daniel Graig that will be filmed in Europe which meant Drew will be gone for a while.

It will be hard not having him around for a month or two but trips to see him will be planned. He’s spoken to you about it when he first got the role.

"She looks so peaceful" you are startled by Drew's voice in the kitchen. He apologizes by kissing your shoulder, "didn't mean to scare you babe."

“You scared me,” you gasped while putting the last plate in the dishwasher, “how did the call go?” You ask turning your body around facing Drew as he looks through the pantry for a snack.

“It went pretty good. We spoke about the movie, apartments since I’ll be there for a while filming and when I fly to Europe '' he explains.

He could tell you were feeling upset about the whole thing. He walks towards you with open arms, you lean into his body from the gesture.

Drew and you went into the living room and sat on the couch to watch tv.

"I think we should show our little princess to the world," Drew says while staring at his baby girl in complete awe.

"I think so too," you shift in your seat, "she's sleeping so peacefully in her swing" you add.

"Grab your phone to take a picture," Drew says.

“Actually, I took a few pictures maybe half an hour ago before she fell asleep. Here let me show you” you grab your phone from the kitchen counter and sit back to your seat, showing him the pictures.

Drew picked a picture out he wanted to post and you agreed.

Y/D/N started getting fussy in her swing. Before you could get up, Drew insisted he grab her. He picked her up carefully placing her on his chest; she tried tilting her head back, staring up at her father as he looked at the tv.

She started to make little noises catching Drew's attention. He made eye contact with her which brought a small grin to her face.

"She grinned at me" he giggles then kissing the top of her head softly.

The bond between those two makes your heart melt. From the moment Drew laid eyes on Y/D/N, you could already tell their bond will be stronger as time goes on.

She is definitely a daddy's girl. She's so attached to him. She holds onto his chain when she lays on his chest when she's awake or sleeping.

"You are the best thing that's ever happened to me and your mama" Drew softly whispers in her ear as he sways back and forth.

You took a picture of them. They looked so cute.

Spending time together as a family is one of your favorite things to do because it holds memories. This is what you've always dreamed about as a little girl and you finally have it.

You ended up posting the picture tagging Drew with the caption.

A month later and you are already getting so big. Words cannot express the joy of being your mommy. You’ve changed mine and your dads life for the better <3

Once you set your phone down, your phone immediately started blowing up with a bunch of comments from family, friends, and fans.

Drew felt his phone buzzing from the coffee table. You look at him giving him a little chuckle, lifting your arms up, indicating you want to hold Y/D/N. Drew places her in your arms; you shift your body into a comfortable position. She looks at you then looks around her.

"Everyone keeps saying she looks just like me," he chuckles, scrolling through the comments. "Well she is your daughter" you add.

"She has your smile" he also adds, nudging your shoulder.

“Thank you for carrying our daughter for nine months and pushing her out when I knew it was painful. You are such a strong, beautiful, and wonderful woman that I love so much. I can’t wait to see where our future has in store for our family” Drew’s words have never failed to make you cry when he says things like this to you. He wraps his right arm around your lower waist, pulling you closer together while kissing your lips passionately.

“You are making me tear up over here Joseph” you chuckle, wiping a few tears from your face. “But, you are the one of the main reasons why our daughter is here so thank you babe” you add on because it’s true.

“I love you” you place your hand on-top of his.

“I know” he smiles, “and i love you too princess” he leans down kissing the top of Y/D/N head. She smiles at his gesture.

#drew starkey #drew starkey x reader #drew starkey imagine #drew starkey x y/n #drew starkey x you #drew starkey x female reader #drew starkey fanfiction #rafe cameron #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x female reader #outer banks x reader #outer banks imagines #obx fanfiction #family #dad!drew #dad!drew 🦋

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lilminchii · 1 year

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Panicking, Drew Starkey

“Drew?” Y/n spoke nervously, coming behind the taller boy. “Hey, what's up?” He smiled as she fiddled with her fingers. “Uhm- so I have this interview tomorrow, and I was wondering if you could help me practice for it?” She whispered tilting her head slightly, as he nodded. “Yeah of course.” He agreed, with a small smile. “You wanna sit down?” He asked as she nodded before both of them sat down on the couch.

“Uh-shit,” she stuttered, as he gave her a reassuring smile. “What questions do you wanna practice for?” He asked, putting his hand on her knee comfortingly. “Uhm, basically like what I’m passionate about I guess.” She answered clearly anxious. “Okay that's good, start with that.” He spoke as softly as he could, running his finger over her soft skin, as she nodded. “I-I would say I’m passionate about writing, I’ve been writing for around a year now and I’ve found that it helps me express myself in a creative way as well as improve my language skills. I’ve also recently started a website with a friend of mine and we're working together to support different elderly centers.” She spoke, feeling a little more confident, but that quickly wore off when he didn't say anything in return. “Drew?” She asked shakily, as he smiled at her. “Why’re you so nervous? I think you’ve got this down.” He asked slightly confused. She stared at him wide-eyed, a small pout on her lips as he let out a small laugh. “I think it's just nerves, sweetheart.” He comforted her as she nodded slowly. “Mhm maybe, but I don't know, I'm just really nervous y’know.” She breathed out, feeling her heartbeat speed up, as her cheek started to heat up.

“Y/n? Are you feeling alright?” He asked seeing her expression change. She swallowed the ball that was forming in her throat, as he lightly squeezed her thigh. “D-Drew,” she exhaled shakily, feeling panic rise in her chest. “Hey, hey I’m right here.” He cooed as she put her small hand on top of his. He tried not to swoon over the small action, knowing she was on the verge of having a panic attack. He removed his hand from her thigh, quickly scooting over to her side, before wrapping both of his arms around her fragile body. He gently rubbed her back, hearing her breathing get more ragged each second. She sunk into the side of his chest, breathing in his scent, the smell enough to calm her down slightly, as he whispered sweet nothings into her ear.

She pulled away from him, a deep blush coating her cheeks out of embarrassment. “Do you wanna practice the rest of the questions?” He asked, almost as if he was ignoring what just happened. She let out a small thankful sign, nodding at him. “Yeah, that would be good.”

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dlwritings · 1 year

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Red Carpet Preparations | Drew Starkey

masterlist found here

pairing - Drew x reader word count - 2,453 warnings - swearing A/N - I'm so far up Drew Starkey's ass right now it's not even funny

summary - You decide to pregame the red carpet premiere of Outer Banks season 3, but go a little too hard. Luckily, Drew is ready to take care of you.

Fame was very new to you. In fact, you still hardly considered yourself famous. You joined the cast of Outer Banks in the second to last episode of season 2 and became a regular during season 3. But, since season 3 hadn’t premiered yet, you really hadn’t gotten that much screen time. Still, the internet did what the internet does best, and you blew up quite quickly. You weren’t as popular as the rest of the cast, but you were certainly getting there.

All of this was to say, you were very nervous for the red carpet premiere of season 3. When you went into acting, you were excited for everything except being in the public eye. You might’ve been one of the few people who went into the career not wanting to reap the benefits of fame. You just wanted to act. To stay behind the TV screen. But, being on a show like Outer Banks meant you were thrust into the spotlight, and if you wanted to stay on the show, you had to embrace it.

So before the premiere, you did the only thing you could think to do that might help you embrace it. You drank. A lot.

You made sure to get your hair and makeup done early enough that you’d have time to pregame alone before you had to leave. Now, you were in your hotel room, pacing around with a bottle of wine you had gotten sent to your room. With half the bottle and no food settling in your stomach, you were sufficiently intoxicated, but not enough. So, you kept drinking.

You heard your phone buzz on your nightstand, so you stumbled over to pick it up, flopping on your stomach to read the message. Instantly, your heart fluttered when you saw it was from Drew.

You had become infatuated with Drew the moment you met him. To be honest, you had the same dramatic crush on him that most fans of the show did, so when you met him, you had to work hard to be a normal person around him. It must’ve worked, because you two became friends almost instantly. Were you still in love with him? Sure. Were you able to handle it? For the most part.

D: You wanna walk down to the car together?

Your eyes widened as you looked at the time. You needed to be on the carpet in 45 minutes. You responded as fast as you could, then stood up from your bed to move to your suitcase where your shoes were sitting. You plopped on the floor, doing your best to get the heels strapped properly around your ankle. As you fumbled with the buckle, you heard your hotel room door unlock. You looked up to see an amused looking Drew walk in, shutting the door behind him.

Right. You had given him your spare key, certain you would end up losing it if you kept it.

“Whatcha doing there, sweets?” he asked, kneeling on the ground beside you.

“Shoes,” you said, motioning to your heels dramatically. “Can’t go to the red carpet without shoes.”

“Hmm,” he hummed, “don’t think you can go to the red carpet regardless.”

“What?” you asked with furrowed eyebrows. “What does that mean?”

Drew laughed and fished his phone out of his pocket. He unlocked it and showed you the screen. You had to hold the phone yourself, feeling like his hand wasn’t steady enough for you to read the message clearly.

(It was. Everything was just blurry to you.)

Your response to Drew’s text had been barely coherent. Give me one secubd I gotta get my shirs in

“Shoes,” you emphasized once you were able to process the words on the screen. “I meant shoes. Duh.”

“Oh darlin’,” he said with a laugh and shake of his head, “you are not going to this premiere.”

“I have to go,” you said. “It’s my job.”

“I’ll tell your agent you got food poisoning,” he said, reaching for your phone, which was on the floor next to you. “And I’ll tell mine that I have to look after you.”

“You can’t do that,” you said, your voice coming out whiney, even to your own ears. Still, you pouted at him with your arms folded across your chest, which just made Drew chuckle again.

“I can do whatever I want,” he said. “And if I know you-” He shot you a pointed look. “-which I do, you will definitely need someone to look after you tonight.”

“I can look after myself,” you huffed.

“Can you?” he teased. “Could you pass a sobriety test right now?”

You nodded aggressively. “Definitely.”

With a wide grin on his face, Drew stood up and reached his hands out to pull you up. You did, oblivious to the way you stumbled as soon as you were on your feet. He released his hold on you and took a step back, pushing his suit jacket back so he could put his hands on his hips.

“Walk to me,” he said, nodding his head once. “Heel to toe.”

“This is ridiculous,” you said. Even though he hadn’t directed you to do so, you put your finger to your nose and attempted to walk towards him, making sure your heel touched your toe with each step. You only made it a step and a half before you tripped over your own feet. Drew could tell the tumble was coming, so he rushed over to you and let you fall into his arms. He laughed and cupped your face in his hand.

“Right,” he said. “That’s what I thought.”

Almost instantly, tears started to pool in your eyes, and Drew’s smile dropped. “No, no, don’t cry,” he cooed. “I’m only teasing.”

“I’m gonna get in trouble,” you whimpered. “And people are going to think we’re fucking.”

At that, he couldn’t help the laugh that passed his lips. “What are you talking about?” he asked.

You sniffed. “When two co-stars don’t go to a red carpet, everyone starts talking! I know because I’ve been fans of stuff and I’ve done that same thing! It’s just what people do!”

“Okay, okay, take a breath,” he said, trying to keep his amusement hidden as he wiped a tear from your cheek. He breathed with you as you inhaled deeply through your nose and let the air out dramatically through your mouth. “I’m gonna text your agent from your phone, okay? I promise you won’t get in trouble, and if you do, I’ll take the fall. I’ll tell them I trapped you in your room.” You giggled a little and gave him a small nod, which made him smile and kiss the top of your head. “Go sit down. I’ll get you some water.”

You nodded and stumbled back over to the bed, plopping down face first. You didn’t hear Drew’s chuckle as he shook his head and went to the mini fridge to get you a bottle of water. He set the bottle on the nightstand and worked to turn you around so you were on your back and sitting up a bit. “There she is,” he smiled, pushing some of your hair behind your face. “My pretty girl.” You smiled and reached out your hands for the water, which he gave you, keeping his hands near the bottle in case you dropped it or spilled it all over yourself. You managed to get most of it in your mouth, but a bit inevitably dribbled past the corners of your mouth, which made him smile again.

Drew was so in love with you, it was borderline painful. Selfishly, he was glad you had to bail on the carpet and he could make an excuse to stay with you. He much preferred hanging out with you, even in an inebriated state, than walking the red carpet. He loved time spent with you in any way he could get it.

And he knew, he just knew you felt the same, but he couldn’t get himself to do anything about it.

Because what if he was wrong? And then he had to act with you -play your love interest no less- knowing you rejected him. And he knew it was stupid, because all of your co-stars said you were crazy about him, but he couldn’t help the nerves. His last relationship had wounded him a bit, so he had a tendency to treat his heart more carefully.

But with you? It was hard not to throw all caution to the wind.

Drew took off his suit jacket, untucked his shirt, and kicked his shoes off before settling in more comfortably beside you. You looked up at him with a soft smile and put your hand on his cheek, quickly moving it to his hair. Suddenly, your smile widened and you started giggling as you pushed some of his hair away from his forehead. “What?” he asked with an equally amused grin.

“I don’t get how you do it.”

“Do what?”

“Your hair,” you said. “It’s so messy all the time, but you make it look so perfect. Your hair always looks perfect. No matter what you do with it.” You giggled again, this time covering your mouth with your hand. “Except season 1 Rafe.” You moved to sit on his lap, startling him a bit, but he put his hands tentatively on your waist. You continued laughing, attempting to part his hair, similarly to how his Outer Banks character had it done in season 1.

“No?” he laughed. “You didn’t like the side part?”

You shook your head. “No. But I liked the little bangs in season 2. And of course the buzzcut.”

“Oh, of course?” he repeated, to which you nodded enthusiastically.

“It made you look tough,” you said. “And sexy.” Before he could respond, you added, “This hair makes you look-” You paused, trying to find the right words. “-grown.”

He laughed again. “You calling me old?”

(You were four years his junior and often teased him for it.)

You shook your head. “No. I’m just saying you look like a 29-year-old man. A hot 29-year-old man.” You smiled, your hands finding their way to his cheeks again, brushing your thumbs across his cheekbones. “My favorite 29-year-old man.” Drew couldn’t help but take your hands in his and bring your knuckles to his lips, kissing them gently. “My favorite man in general,” you said, your voice noticeably softer now. Drew looked at you, his eyes gentle, and smiled.

You had a way of saying the sweetest things and shattering his heart into a thousand pieces.

“Good thing you’re my favorite girl,” he said, releasing your hands to cup your cheek. When you smiled and leaned into his touch, he scoffed and shook his head. “God,” he whispered as his thumb stroked your cheek. “I’m so fucking in love with you.”

Your smile dropped, and Drew’s eyes widened. He hadn’t meant to say the words out loud. Why the fuck had he said those words out loud?

You, meanwhile, seemed to sober up instantly. Truth be told, you hadn’t been that drunk to begin with. Sure, your text was fucked and you couldn’t walk straight, but your mind was clear. Clear enough that you heard what he said, and you had no intention of letting it go.

“What?” you whispered, leaning back a bit to look at him more clearly. “What did you say?”

“Shit,” he muttered, rubbing a hand over his face. “(Y/N), I didn’t-”

“You love me?” you said, your voice cracking. “You, you, do you mean that?”

He laughed nervously, then lightly bit his lower lip before releasing it. “Depends on what’s going on in your head right now. Or if you’re even sober enough to remember this in the morning.”

You nodded. “I am. Or, I mean, I will.” You sighed, annoyed that your words weren’t coming out how you wanted them to. “Drew, I understand what you said. I’m just trying to process it.” You put your hands on your forehead, willing everything around you to stop spinning.

“Would it help if I said it again?”

At this point, all Drew could do was own it, and when you didn’t respond, he dove in.

“I love you,” he said. “I’ve loved you for-” He laughed. “-probably longer than I’d like to admit. I love your smile. I love your eyes. I love how much you care about your job. How much you care about other people. How much you care about me. I love that you can make me laugh, and I love that I can tell you about anything and know that you really care about what I’m saying. I love that, even when I don’t want to go to work, I’m so excited because I know I’ll see you, and on the days you’re not there, I just want to call you and fill you in on what happened when you were gone. So-” He sighed and shook his head, then looked at you again. “-yeah, I love you, (Y/N). I’m sorry if that’s-”

Before he could finish his sentence, you leaned forward, put your hands on his cheeks and kissed him. Drew was quick to wrap his arms around your waist and hold you close to him, and you could feel him smiling against your lips. He bit your lip lightly as he pulled away, smiling at the way your eyes stayed closed until he rubbed his thumb along your lower lip.

“So we’re good?” he said, watching your eyelids flutter open.

You giggled. “I love you too, Drew.”

His smile widened, and he started peppering kisses across your face until you laughed and grabbed his face to stop him. He smiled and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. “Can I ask you a question?” he said suddenly. You shrugged and nodded. “Why did you drink so much tonight?” Your face dropped, and Drew felt guilty for having caused the sudden change in your demeanor. He rubbed his thumbs gently on your hips over the fabric of the fancy dress you were still wearing.

“Stuff like this makes me so anxious,” you said. “I just don’t like being in the spotlight like that.”

He nodded. “I understand. We’re all always a little tipsy on the carpet.”

You giggled. “Are you really?”

He nodded, a playfully serious expression on his face. “Oh yeah. I have to pull the drinks away from Rudy all the time.” You laughed and pushed his face lightly, and he was quick to grab your wrist and kiss your palm. “How’s the anxiety? You okay now?”

You smiled. “Yeah. I’m okay now.”

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honeybear-yammy · 1 year

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143

Warnings: none

Pairings: Drew Starkey x Female Reader

Summary: In which Drew sends Y/N a sweet text message.

Author's Note: I was super uninspired when I wrote this, sorry.

You were getting ready for work when you phone dinged. You grabbed your phone and turned it on before looking at the notification. It was a message from your boyfriend Drew. You smiled and opened it up to see what he texted you.

(Drew's text message)

Good morning, sleeping beauty. I just wanted to message you this morning to say that I love you and I hope you have an amazing day. I can't wait to see you later, that is all I can think about right now honestly. Your beautiful face is honestly all I ever want to think about. I'm just so lucky that you are my girlfriend. I don't even know how I would've survived without you before I met you. I had a surprise for you so I am going to pick you up from work today so I'll also drive you this morning. I'll be over in about 25 minutes to pick you up. I'll see you soon princess, 143. 💕

When you saw his message you smiled widely. You loved Drew so much, you were so lucky to have him in your life. You honestly didn't know what you would do without him either. His sweet message made you feel so happy.

You messaged back saying 'Okay, 143 🥰' and then went back to getting ready, super excited to see him when he arrived.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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precioustarkey · 1 year

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valentine's day surprise

au where drew is not an actor, but a barista? and in college?

summary: college can be hard, so having a place to escape can be refreshing.

warnings: none

monday morning. arguably the most dreaded time of the week. it was exceptionally difficult to pull myself out of bed this morning. i felt especially comforted by the warmth of the blankets wrapped tightly around me. however, the sound of my alarm was enough for me to throw the comfort out of the window as i smacked my phone angrily. i pull myself up, rubbing my eyes in an attempt to regain my sense of consciousness.

i glance at the time: 7:36. the light in my closet nearly blinds me as i grab around for anything warm. i make my way to the bathroom, throwing my clothes on the toilet seat. when the warm water from the shower finally hits me i feel instantly rejuvenated. i carry on with my routine, getting dressed, brushing my teeth, etc. my professor cancelled my class for today, but i figured i may as well stick to my usual schedule.

planning on doing assignments for my other classes, i pack my bag with everything i may need. throwing it over my shoulder and grabbing my phone, i make my way to the only thing that could save my sanity: the coffee shop down the street. cliche i know, but it has always been a goal of mine to be one of those mysterious girls who alternate between coffee shops in the city.

actually, my mysterious girl fantasy is still in the works considering that almost every barista knows me by my name. i can feel my anxiety in the pit of my stomach as i see all of the red and pink hearts in the windows of every store coming and going. i am not one of those people who despises valentine's day, but i do worry my safe space will be crowded with couples due to the nearing holiday. i enjoy my time there more when it is mostly empty.

when i step in the door, i am relieved by the warm air hitting my cold hands and face. i am also relieved to see that the crowd is no bigger than normal. my eyes then darted to see who was working today, and i immediately reconized the familiar smile behind the counter. "good morning, y/n," he greeted me as i made my way closer. my grin never leaves my face as i reply, "good morning, drew."

drew starkey. we go to the same university, but we come from very different sides of campus. i spend my nights studying for exams, and drew spends his nights going to frat parties and playing basketball. as much as i hate to admit it, i have grown quite fond of drew since our small talk in the coffee shop began. "do you want your old usual or your new usual?" he teases. i recently changed my order, and he was not happy that i threw off our routine. "new usual, please," i laugh, watching him playfully roll his eyes as he begins preparing my order.

"i have to say i'm shocked you're here so early," i comment as i lean forward, resting on the counter with my wallet ready. he lets out a quiet chuckle. "you have my schedule memorized? i'm flattered." now it's my turn to roll my eyes. "only because i'm here almost every day." "if that helps you sleep better at night," he teases.

purposefully ignoring his comment, i grab the coffee from his hand, pulling my card out of my wallet. "don't worry about it," he says as he wipes down the counter where he had just prepared my drink. "drew, i'm not letting you pay for my coffee," i insist, handing him the card anyway. "consider it a valentine surprise," he smiles. "well, thank you very much starkey, i'll have to make it up to you," i wink, turning around and making my way to my favorite table.

my schoolwork takes up about an hour and a half of my time. this time was also spent feeling intense stares in my direction. it was not unusual for drew to be flirty with me. i assume he is that way with most girls he comes into contact with, but the level of concentration he has on me today is new. i am almost uncomfortable. not because i feel unsafe, but because i immediately wonder what i have done to make him so interested.

in my confusion, i slowly begin to pack up my things, and prepare myself to go back to my apartment. once again, i throw my bag over my shoulder, grab my empty cup and a few loose pieces of paper, and toss them into the trash can nearby. i look over to drew and give him a farewell smile.

“hey, y/n, wait a second,” he says over the new crowd of people. i turned around curiously. “take this.” he’s holding a card in his hand. “what is this?” i tease, grabbing the card. “open it when you get wherever you’re going,” he grins, going back to his spot to wait on a customer who had appeared.

i slide the card into one of the pockets on my bag and step outside, greeted by the chilly air. my curiosity is getting the better of me on what feels like the longest walk back home. when i finally see the familiar building, i am almost running to get inside.

my bag thuds against the ground as i land myself at my desk. the card is still poking out ever so slightly. the ‘card’ being a folded up piece of paper. i quickly opened it to see drew’s messy handwriting. my heartbeat was getting quicker as i read his words: “to make it up to me, you could let me take you somewhere nicer than a coffee shop for valentine’s day.” his number was scratched at the bottom.

the smile never leaves my face as i read the card again and again. my phone next to me, patiently waiting for his number to be entered. i decide against texting him until later in the day because of his shift. my thoughts race with wonder–had i made him nervous? is that why we shared so many awkward glances?

maybe a date with drew starkey isn’t such a bad idea.

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