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teeramoonlover · 5 months

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This got me thinking.

Billy Loomis, Stu Macher/William Afton, and Bo Sinclair as they grew older, at some point they need someone from their own flesh and blood to continue their legacy, right?

So yeah those three gonna build one big happy family with reader, and their kids gonna be a bunch of satan's spawn but only being lovely to their own mom/dad/guardian.

And ofc in this case, those three lovely slashers ain't dead in these scenario.

Billy Loomis

As we all know, Samantha Carpenter is the infamous daughter of Billy Loomis. But what if Billy Loomis actually have another kid from the reader? I'm gonna assume this guy gonna be his son.

(My pov) His son definitely will hunt and kill the Ghostface, who dare to be like his dad. In his mind, he was like 'my dad and his friend are the only Ghostface, no one's gotta be like him. And it will stay that way'. So to ease his bloodlust, instead of killing innocents, why not just kill these Ghostface rookies. It's like they're asking for it, didn't they?

Not surprised to see he loves horror movies, maybe get inspiration from crime documentaries. High chance he is the mastermind and have many ways to lure those new Ghostface to him. Tempting to torture them like John Kramer did to his victims.

Oh and if his dad has mommy issue, bro got a whole daddy issues coming in. Like father, like son

Cast (Son): Benjamin Wadsworth

Born: 1997

Stu Macher/William Afton

If Stu Macher had a kid, ya bet his children gonna be a goofball like him? Wrong. In fact (from my pov), his son gonna double up from Stu's inner psychotic tendency in him. More aggressive, more violent and more unhinged. His son knew to embrace madness.

If Stu Macher become a killer because of peer pressure, this kid just pure psycho. Instead of being a friendly social butterfly or party king like his dad, he's the appitome of school's bad boy type of thing. It's either being mean or meanest.

Don't let me start on him becoming Micheal Afton.

If he gets proper love from his mom/guardian, he gonna be a big softie and overprotective (possessive) to his love ones. Gonna be hella toxic. He can be good, only with his mom/guardian, but to someone else? Rarely occasion.

Cast (Son): Drew Starkey

Born: 1996

Bo Sinclair

Ok first of all we all know, BO SINCLAIR IS A BEAST IN BED (rip reader's cunt/rim hole) and when he knew reader is pregnant, he was worried he might not be a good father figure to his kid until their first child born. Things change. Seeing his son's big blue eyes, like him, stir something in him. The Sinclair Jr made him soft. So ofc, Bo becomes bold and wants another child cuz he doesn't want his son to be lonely.

It's to be expected. To be apart of the Sinclair, they would eventually have twins sooner or later. Thank god both their son's head still intact in one piece. On the other hand, his three sons grew handsomely and receive motherly love from the reader.

The eldest, have a nasty tempered like his dad. You got on his way, he'll beat the shit out of you. He only be really nice to someone he care most, like his mama dearest. Always goes to church with his dad to see his grandma and help him in the garage.

The twins - The first twin (middle child) definitely got the charm from his dad. Knows how to be a sweetheart to ladies, but can be deadly once he hunt them for his uncle's sculpture. Most likely helping Vincent to build the museum. Might as well make an art museum next door too.

The second gonna be a rebellion, daredevil (youngest child) Well, not like strapping him to the chair. No no, mama won't like that. He loves adventure so definitely follow uncle Lester from town to town. He likes hunting, depends whether the prey will be animals or people. He can be nice. Charming too. Gonna be good friends with Stu's son, probably.

Cast (Sons): Eldest - Bill Skarsgård, Middle - Harris Dickinson, Youngest - Rudeth Pankow

Born: Eldest - 1994, Twins - 1996

Yep, one big chaotic, happy family indeed.

#billy loomis #stu macher #bo sinclair #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #bo sinclair x reader #slasher x reader #ghostface x reader #poly!ghostface x reader #scream 1996 #house of wax #scream imagine #william afton

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sugarcoatedstarkey · 1 year

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Tear Stained Pillow Case - p3

Pairings - Drew Starkey x Fem!reader

Summary- reader tries to move on.

Warnings- language, over the clothes grinding, female orgasm. (18+)

Part 2 Incase you missed it

You had your first date, it was strange. The guy was nice but he wasn’t special, his touch didn’t send shivers down your spine. His lips were rough and sloppy against yours, you found yourself thinking back to the way Drew kissed.

He put his whole body into it, his hands would cradle the back of your head and his lips would mold against yours, goosebumps would litter your skin when his tongue slipped between your lips. You’d taste him on your tongue for weeks after he left.

You tried not to think back to Drew during the date but it was hard, you were so used to the way he did things. Pulling your chair out for you, offering you his jacket, rubbing his thumb against your hand. You missed it.

You never spoke to the guy you went on a date with again, 4 weeks had gone by and you had been set up on another date by a friend. Pushing the negative thoughts to the back of your mind, you need to move on.

You found yourself bored, tapping your fingers on your knee as you listened to the man in front of you talk about his job. Who knew being an accountant was such a bore.

Your eyes wandered over his shoulder, your breath catching in your throat as you made eye contact with Drew. He gives you a soft smile, pulling himself to stand.

Panic bubbles in your chest as your eyes fall back on your date and then back to Drew who was walking towards you now, grabbing the edge of the table to stop yourself from getting up.

“What’s wrong?” Your date questions, reaching his hand over to pat your own.

“Hi y/n”

Both your eyes look up to Drew who towers over the small candlelit table, your date looks back to you for a brief second. “I thought you two were over?”

“Wait… how did you know about him?”

“Bella said that you two broke up… I did some research”

“You looked us up online?” Drew questioned, brows creased together at your date. You shot him a look, as though to tell him to shut up.

“We are broken up”

“About that”

“Drew!”

“I think… I’m just going to leave, here mate” your date pulls himself to stand and grabs his jacket. “Take my seat”.

You watch your date leave, turning your attention back to Drew who sat opposite you with a grin. “I’m leaving”.

You go to stand as your waiter steps to your table, placing down both plates. “Enjoy”.

“Come on y/n… eat first”

He gives you puppy dog eyes, the eyes that could make a girl weak at the knees. You take a seat again and stare down at your pasta, you are hungry. You would eat your meal and then leave.

“You look good”

“Thanks”

“I’ve missed you”

“Drew… please”

“Okay okay… let’s eat”

You both sit in silence, the sound of the chatter around you buzzed through your ear drums. Chewing on your pasta, you can feel his eyes on you every so often. Your own eyes gliding over his body, taking in the purple shadowing under his eyes. He looked thinner, tired.

“Drew” he looks up at you, mouth full of salad. “Are you okay?”. You didn’t want to know the answer truthfully, worried he was unwell.

“Not really” your heart begins to race, every possible scenario running through your head. Gulping down the food you had been chewing on. “y/n please come back to our place, I need to speak to you”.

The mention of your home has goosebumps rising on your skin, you grabbed the napkin and wiped your mouth. Reaching for your bag, you couldn’t do this.

“Please… please don’t leave” he begs, he’s already standing. Grasping your hand that clenched around your purse, taking a deep breath you meet his eyes.

“I don-“

He cuts you off, tucking the loose strand of hair behind your ear. “Please”

You find yourself nodding, letting him pull you out of the restaurant not before passing a hundred dollar bill to the waiter. Silence followed you both, walking towards his car.

He does what he has done a million times before and opens the door for you, the familiar butterflies swarm your belly. You offer him a soft smile and step into the car.

A sudden wave of nervous nausea hits you, gripping the seatbelt that hugged your body. You weren’t sure this was the right thing to do, still torn between forgiving him and cutting all contact with him.

You still loved him, loved him so much your heart physically cried for him at night. But him kissing Odessa really fucked you up, you dreamt about the two of them together for months.

“Hey”

Your head snaps to his direction, all negative thoughts out of the window. His eyes are soft, lips quirked into a smile. You watch as he hops out of the car, turning your head to take in your old neighborhood .

Memories punch you in the face, tears welling behind your eyes. You bit down on your tongue to stop yourself from crying, stepping out of the car when Drew held it open for you.

Luckily the street was empty, you both were able to get inside without the old lady next door noticing the two of you. No doubt having a lot of questions of where you had been.

It still smelt the same, ornaments still in the same place. Photos scattered on several bookcases untouched, your blanket still placed on the sofa.

“I haven’t been here since…” Drew’s voice brings you back to the present, you nod your head, unable to trust your words. “I’ll get us some water”.

You find yourself taking a seat on the sofa, running your hands against the material, breathing in the scent of your once happy home. “I get someone in to clean the place every fortnight, so the dust doesn’t accumulate”.

“Drew”

“I’m not selling the place, it’s ours”

You cast your eyes down to the water that has appeared in your hands, staring at the cup you always drank from. Biting your lip you look up at Drew, he’s watching you intently.

“y/n… I’m so sorry, I should have fought for us, I should have been a better boyfriend…”

His hand has grasped yours now, pulling your body closer to his. He’s holding you, breathing in your scent. Your own nose buried into his neck, your favorite cologne invading your nostrils.

“Please, please forgive me… I will do anything, I will-“

You cut him off, pulling away from him and distance yourself by stretching your arms out, palms pressed firmly to his chest.

“How did you know where I was tonight?”

“I didn’t”

“So why were you there?”

You expect him to say meeting him with Odessa, everything always goes back to her.

“I’ve been going every Saturday since we broke up…. It’s your favorite place, I was hoping you’d turn up one day”

“What”

“y/n… I’ve been going to all your favorite places, hoping we would run into each other. You wouldn’t answer my calls, I wasn’t going to turn up at your parents… I wasn’t going to bring drama into your sisters life”

“Drew”

Your heart warms, you let him pull you back into his chest. His fingers stroking your back, your lips press to his collarbone, you feel him tense for a moment.

He kisses your hair, tightening his arms around you. “I promise, I will do better.. I will never work with Odessa again, I will quit acting”

“Drew! No… you will not quit.”

“If it means I can have you back… I’ll quit”

You're holding his head between your hands and kissing him, ignoring the nagging in the back of your mind not to jump back into things. You missed the taste of him, the familiar ache you hadn’t felt in so long settles in your lower belly.

His fingers run through your hair, your legs have a mind of their own as they wrap around his waist. Settling your bum into his lap, he pulls you in closer until your chest touches his. “I’ve missed this” he mumbled against your lips.

You kiss for what feels like hours, but really it’s only been a few minutes. You pull away, breathless, lips tingling from his stubble. “You're so beautiful”.

You're kissing again, this time your hips move against his. Causing a delicious friction between the two of you, his throbbing cock presses against his jeans.

You let out a gasp when your clit nudges it, his fingers grip your hips. Pulling you down against him, you don’t stop your movements. Letting that tingle bleed through your veins, his hands help you move slower but harder, your fingernails digging into the flesh of his neck.

You find yourself reaching for the bottom of his shirt but his hands stop you. “Let’s not rush this..”

“Oh”

Your movements stop, embarrassment floods you. Cheeks tinting a shade of cherry red, you fumble to pull yourself away but he holds you tighter. “Hey, hey pretty girl… that’s not what I meant. Let me help you another way”

He brings you back to his lap, moving your hips against his once again, he shuffles himself so his hard cock pressed firmly against your mound. “Oh!”

“Like that baby girl” he lets out a groan, his cock aching to feel your around him. His fingers pressed harder into your hips.

You hold onto his shoulders and let your hips move against him, he continues to guide you along. Staring up at your scrunched nose, he pulls you down to kiss you again. “You like that?”

“Mhm!”

Your panties are soaked, pussy clenching around nothing as your swollen clit rubs against him. You want to pull the material away, feel his throbbing cock against your folds. But he’s right, you shouldn’t rush into anything.

“Oh god” you cry, your head feels hot and that tingle spreads throughout your body. Hips meeting him a bit rougher now, chasing that familiar high you hadn’t felt in months. “Let go baby… cum in those pretty panties of yours”

His words edge you closer, dropping your forehead to his. He kisses you again, tongue nudging into your mouth. Your arms wrap around his neck as he grinds up against your mound, your crying out into his mouth.

Euphoria, there is a buzzing in your ear. Toes curled as your orgasm hits you, you don’t want this feeling to end. Grinding your hips into his rougher and faster until the pleasure fades and your left feeling embarrassed again.

“Oh god”

You're jumping off him and running to the bathroom, locking it behind you, tears fall from your eyes when you see all of your things scattered in the bathroom still, just how you left it.

“y/n”

His knuckles tap softly in the wooden door, you don’t want to open it. You don’t want to face him.

“Please baby… open the door”

You splash water on your face and turn to unlock the door, he steps in and closes it behind him. Wrapping his arms around your waist, the two of you stare at each other in the mirror.

“Please let me show you how much I need you.. I’m so sorry for everything… let me work for it, please take me back, I can’t live without you, you're my everything, the reason I breathe, the reason I live.”

You stare at him for a moment, you can’t live without him either. But could you trust him, could you forgive him and move forward.

“Okay” you whisper, his arms tighten around you. Pulling you closer to his chest, a sigh of relief emits from his lips. He leaves a soft peck to your shoulder.

“I will be better, I will show you how much I love you, I will make this better”.

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winterrrnight · 10 months

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red carpets without you

PAIRING: drew starkey x gn!reader

SUMMARY: you and drew have been dating for quite some time now, but have not brought your relationship for the public to see yet. Drew has the outer banks season 3 premiere to attend, so he goes without you. He misses you a lot at the premiere, but is completely satisfied with everything when he comes back home and gets to sleep in your arms.

WARNINGS: small mentions of cyber bullying and anxiety

EDITH SPEAKS: one of the biggest things I want to bring light on is how fans at times make their faves relationships uncomfortable. Please don't interfere with their personal lives, it's no matter to you. It's their life and they choose how to live it, and if they wish to be public about it or not. Please don't make their partners feel unloved and unwanted, the world is already a very harsh place, and that doesn't make it any better. Don't make assumptions on their relationships without any proper proof. Spread love and only love 💌🌷

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It is the evening of the Outer Banks season 3 premiere, and your boyfriend Drew is definitely going to be one of the main attractions of the event. He has been gone since early afternoon to prepare for the premiere and get ready, and you have been with him long enough to know that premieres can take a lot of time and he will be coming extremely late at night.

You and Drew have been reluctant to publicise your relationship. The thought of being recognised scares you, and even though Drew does have many supportive fans who will love you, the haters are always present around. You're afraid they will get to your head and make you believe made up stories about your relationship, ruining everything you have with Drew.

Today was one of the moments where you actually wished you could've gone with him. You absolutely adore the entire Outer Banks cast, and it would be nothing short of a spectacular night with them. Sometimes you do like to fantasize about you and Drew being public, you're in the most beautiful outfit and both of you are walking down the red carpet together, your hands intertwined. But you are quick to come back to reality when your mind shows you a scenario of you finding horrifying comments regarding you on a picture of you both, saying how you aren't the one for him and he's better off with someone else.

You remind yourself that the best place you can be at the moment is actually where you are right now: your couch, with a massive bowl of popcorn with you as you start watching the live stream of the premiere. You see all of the cast members walk in, looking beautiful as ever. You watch their interviews with utter love. They really are some of the best people.

Suddenly the cameras are directed towards Drew. He's wearing a dark blue suit, and you can't help but gape at how gorgeous he looks in that color. The fit of the suit is just perfect and he's getting his pictures clicked, his grace coming so effortlessly.

As Drew walks ahead on the carpet he's stopped by an interviewer. "Hello Drew, how are you feeling today?" The interviewer asks him.

"I'm good, super excited for everyone to see season 3," he says in the mic, smiling.

"What is Rafe like in the season? What will we get to see of him?"

"My lips are sealed for any information," he chuckles, "but he has done some... things." The interviewer laughs at his reply.

"Well Drew, is there anything you would like to say to your loved ones and your fans?"

"Thank you for all your constant support," he says, a big smile now on his face. "It makes me so happy to think how much everyone has been loving the show. Nothing is more fulfilling than watching your own hard work reaping you the big results."

At that moment, the interviewer ends his small talk with Drew and he walks on ahead on the carpet. The Twinkie is on the red carpet and watching Drew pose with it makes you giggle, as he goes inside it and looks out the window and gives a cheeky smile. The livestream goes on to show the interactions of the rest of the cast members with the interviewers and among themselves.

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You suddenly wake up from your nap on your couch which you hadn't realised you had started taking. It takes a few seconds for you to realise what's happening; the popcorn bowl is now empty and is lying on your carpet upturned, and the live stream has ended. You check the time on your phone to see it's nearing 1.30 am at night. You had initially thought of staying up until Drew comes home, but your sleepy mind has different plans for you. Giving in, you decide to head in to your bedroom to go to sleep.

↶ೃ✧˚. ❃ ↷ ˊˎ-

The gentle sounds of shoes being placed on the ground and the rustle of clothes wakes you up from your sleep. You open your eyes groggily and turn around in bed to see Drew's back towards you, as he is getting into comfortable clothes for the night.

"Hey bubs, you're home?" You ask gently. Drew turns around and you can visibly see the tiredness in his eyes.

"Oh, love, yeah I just came home," He walks up to you and bends down at your level. "I didn't expect you to wake up. Go back to sleep," he says, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

"No it's okay, how was it?" You ask, your eyes not fully open from the heavy sleep lying on them.

"It was really amazing. I'll tell you all about it tomorrow okay?" He gets up from the floor and disappears in the washroom. After a few minutes he comes back out, and lies in the bed next to you.

You wrap your arms around his neck and gently pull his head onto your chest. He wraps his arms around your waist, and you start to play with his hair with sleepy motions of your hands, as you both drift off to sleep.

Drew had missed you a lot on the premiere - a lot more than he thought he would. There were so many moments where he wished he was answering the interviewer's question with you on his side. Your presence calms his nerves down whenever he feels a bit anxious, and such massive premieres, especially for a show as famous as Outer Banks, tend to make him slightly nervous.

But he knows you both aren't ready to come out to the whole world. Not yet. The world can be harsh, and even the strongest soldiers fall on their faces from its adversities. What you have is something made for just the two of you, and even though at times it feels like it shouldn't be this way, you know that this is actually the best you can have. And you are completely satisfied with it.

Why wouldn't you be? Drew is yours, and you are his. And that's all that matters.

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starkeysbaby · 11 months

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s t a r k e y s b a b y ’ s m a s t e r l i s t

hey there! i’ve finally been convinced. i’m pretty sure i’ve read all the scenarios, concepts, drabbles and imagines there are of rafe/drew/jj [please tag me in some] so finally writing some of my own concepts pls leave requests in bio :))

O U T E R B A N K S

characters:

rafe cameron jj maybank john b routledge pope heyward

cast:

drew starkey rudy pankow chase stokes jonathon davis group [platonic]

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adventuresinobx · 2 years

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Love in Secret - Chapter 6

Drew Starkey x fem!reader

Summary: It’s time to leave Charleston and say goodbye to your boyfriend - at least for a while. But how will things fair long distance, and will the two of you stand the test of time now you’re not together every day?

A/N: I’ve been sitting on this chapter all week because I was so inspired to write it straight after I finished chapter 5. I’ve had this planned for months - and it came out exactly as I wanted 😭💕

Previous chapters: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Warnings: None, just more cute fluff ❤️

“How are you feeling?” Drew asked quietly, noticing you were particularly quiet this morning. You were just lying next to him, looking away and into the distance, your back pressed against his chest as he wrapped his arms tight around you. It had been a few days since the party and it was time to leave Charleston in less than 48 hours time. You didn’t know how you felt about it all; you’d considered delaying your flight 100 times just to spend more time with Drew. But you decided against it in the end, knowing you could fly out and see him again soon.

One day, you’d be living together anyway, your mind wandering to what that house might look like, whether you’d have kids, what Drew would be like as a dad. You knew it was early to think about these things - but you weren’t putting any of your dream scenarios into motion - you were just excited for the future and the day you two could get together again and you could be where you felt the most wanted, the most needed, in your entire life.

You felt him place soft kisses on your head, his arms wrapped around you. He placed soft and gentle kisses on the crown of your head, his arms snaking tighter around you with every single motion. His facial hair tickled your neck, as he scooted down a little to press kisses on the nape of your neck down to your bare shoulders. You were both still naked from last night’s activities, falling asleep tangled up with one another after the most wonderful and romantic night.

Drew had cooked for you - he was actually getting good at it - and then the two of you popped out to King Street to get some ice cream. You held hands the whole walk down the main road; it was late at night on a weekday and there was barely anyone around so you managed to feel somewhat normal as a couple for once. You had initially been a bit hesitant about holding hands in public but he had managed to convince you that this time of night was fairly low risk. There had already been some reports surface online with his most hardcore fans after one of the other partygoers caught you two cuddling in the back of one of their stories.

“Just thinking,” you said, running your thumb across his hand, which was draped over you and resting on your tummy. He was so cosy, so warm, and sweet with the way he was holding onto you - like you were delicate and could break any second but with a warmth too.

Your mind flicked back to the night before, how he’d spent a good half an hour making you feel good, his head buried between your thighs, his stubble rubbing against the sensitive skin there. He was so good with you, and so - focused - on you. Another thing you loved about him. You, of course, returned the favour. And by the sounds of his moans, he loved it too.

“About what?” he asked. You shook your head. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to share, but he knew what it was, what had been on your mind for the last few days.

“Just don’t want to leave,” you sighed, “How will I cope with not seeing you every day or getting to snuggle up with you every single night.” You felt emotional that you were leaving your boyfriend soon; you’d been joined at the hip ever since you hit it off. And what would happen when you weren’t together? Would things just drift until you two didn’t know each other anymore? That’s what happened to you in the past.

“I love you,” he whispered, “You know that don’t you. You know I love you so much.” It was almost like he was reading your mind, but he got quite good at that over the weeks and months you’d known each other. Never in your wildest dreams did you ever expect to fall in love in a quiet city like Charleston - never did you expect to fall in love at all - but here you were, more in love than you’d ever been in your entire life and it felt good.

“I love you too,” you said, turning around to face him and cuddling into his chest. You’d miss this, every single thing about this, but you’d stay here and burn this feeling into your memory forever until there was absolutely no chance of you forgetting it. You’d never done long distance before; hell you’d never even really had a relationship before, but you knew you’d make this work somehow. You knew it would be ok.

You had gone home that morning, back to your apartment as you had about five or so hours to get everything ready for your flight later. Last night, Drew had given you some gifts to take home with you - a teddy for your sister, a Charleston fridge magnet for your parents (they were collectors of the craziest things) and he gave you his favourite possession yet - his black hoodie which you had seen one of the first times you stayed at his and borrowed it whenever you were at his and the cold nights when you’d sneak out to your “secret” (quiet) area to chat whilst he smoked a cigarette. It was huge and absolutely drowned you, but you liked that about it - and so did he. He had it for years, but he only wanted you to have it when you were gone. A reminder of him, and whilst it wasn’t that useful in hot Charleston, you definitely could do with it where you were from.

Drew had planned to take you to the airport, to say goodbye properly, and you weren’t sure how much you were looking forward to that. It would be hard to say goodbye to him so publicly when you were keeping things somewhat low key but he insisted, and it was nice that he cared enough that he wanted to be there.

It was about midday, and you had finished packing your stuff - the hoodie neatly folded - and ready to go in your backpack which you took on the plane with you. Drew would be here in about half an hour, or so you thought.

Your phone buzzed and you gleefully picked it up but were left confused by the words on the screen.

“Are you free to call me?” It didn’t sound good - but you did as he asked and rang Drew’s phone.

“I’m so sorry baby, they’ve called me in for voiceovers and I can’t get out of it, today of all days. I’m so sorry,” Drew immediately said, not even saying hello or anything. He just wanted to tell you. He sounded disappointed and your face showed you were too.

“That’s ok babe,” you said, trying to be strong, “It’s not like we won’t see each other again.” You held it together pretty well, but the tears did prick at your eyes.

“I’m so angry,” he said, and you heard something like his fist slam into the wall, followed by an ow from his end of the phone, “But Chase is going to come pick you up from yours and take you to the airport and he promised he’d make sure you get there ok.”

“Ok thank you, that’s kind,” you replied, not able to disagree - you had no other way to get to the airport as Drew was meant to be giving you a lift.

“I’m sorry again baby,” he said and with that, he was gone and you were left alone in your apartment and feeling a little sad at how it had all played out.

Half an hour later, Chase had arrived at your apartment block, his Bronco pulled up on the street in front. He buzzed your door and headed upstairs when you let him in. You were stood at the door when he got up to your floor and he noticed the redness is your eyes, but as a good friend didn’t say anything, he just jumped in for a hug straight away. You two had become quite close. Chase was friendly with everyone but you and him just clicked as friends and you know you’d be seeing him a lot more too, which of course you loved.

“Ready to go?” he asked, walking into your apartment. He surveyed the room, checking all the plugs were switched off and when you asked him what he was doing, he told you “Drew had asked me to check you turned everything off and you didn’t forget anything.” You rolled your eyes and laughed.

“Shall we then?” he asked, after he did his little inspection, as you nodded and took a moment to look around your empty apartment. Suddenly all those wonderful moments you’d shared here with Drew flashed into your mind and you had to hold in your emotions. You went to grab your luggage, but Chase stopped you, taking it for you and heading out the door with it, you following with your backpack on. He headed downstairs first, giving you a few moments alone as you switched the light off for the final time. The end of an era.

Once downstairs, you saw Chase putting your luggage into the back seat of the Bronco. You thanked him and put your backpack in the back too, before you made the way to the passenger seat, stopped by a little gift bag of stuff on the seat instead.

“What’s this?” you asked, confused.

“Oh that’s from Drew, he asked me to give it to you. It’s a little travel care pack. An eye mask, some moisturiser, snacks and something else I can’t remember,” he said, as you went to take a peek inside, “But don’t open it til you’re on the plane.” You looked a little confused, but nodded, putting it next to your feet on the floor as you climbed into the front of the car.

You sighed, looking out the “window” of the Bronco, and watching the signs for Charleston go by in the other direction. It was when you got on the Arthur Ravenel bridge that tears threatened to come out. You knew your boyfriend was working, but it would have been really nice for him to have been here to see you off.

“I miss you,” you texted him, and soon he replied to tell you he missed you too. Chase chatted with you throughout the journey. He noticed that you seemed so be a little distracted, but he continued to chat about things, anything to keep your mind off your man. He even managed to make you laugh, and you thought he was such a sweetheart for what he’d done to support you.

After a while, he decided to ask you what your plans were going forward, now you were moving back home.

“I think, I’ll just - I don’t know - go back to a normal job I guess, it’s not easy to come by these jobs,” you said, Chase nodding in response, as you carried on, “I can’t really afford to not work. And I certainly can’t afford to move away from my state, and it’s not like Drew and I can find a home anywhere, because you know - it’s expensive and he’s not gonna be there half the time.”

Chase nodded, he only knew too well how hard it was to keep a home, a base. It was why he moved to Charleston. The place had completely given him the life he dreamed of, and who was he to turn his back on that?

“I’d love to live in Charleston, it’s so nice there,” you mused, “But if Drew is in LA, it’s hell of a journey.”

“There’s always the spare room at mine if you and Drew ever want to visit. Drew’s already started decorating it with things of his.” You laughed, that was such a Drew thing to do. “Won’t be long before there’s a picture of you two up in a photo frame there.”

You laughed, smiling to yourself, you really did love the friendship they shared. And you were glad Drew picked Chase as his best friend. No one else would have handled all this - drama - and the secrets as well as him.

“Right, here we are,” he said, heading towards the car park at the airport rather than the drop off zone.

“Oh you can just drop me off Chase,” you replied, keen that he wasn’t put out by you needing a lift.

“Don’t be silly,” he replied, “I’ll make sure you get in ok. Make sure you check in and everything.” You smiled back over at him; that was sweet of him to do that. He really had become a huge support for you, and if Drew couldn’t take you to the airport, you were glad it was him instead.

“Thank you,” you muttered, jumping out the car when he had parked up and grabbing your little gift bag from Drew and your backpack from the back of the car. You went to take the suitcase out by Chase stopped you.

“I’ve got it,” he said, “Don’t worry.” You offered to take it and again he refused, walking behind you.

“Lead the way,” he told you as you headed into the check in hall, which was buzzing with people. You headed towards the check in desk, watching as all these couples and families bid their farewells, hugging each other. You felt a lump build in your throat; all you wanted was for Drew to be here to say goodbye properly. There’s that old cliche; if you knew it was the last time you were going to see him was this morning, you would have said a better goodbye. You sighed. Too late now.

You looked back to see Chase, stopping to wait for him as he had trailed behind a bit with your case, but as you started to walk again, your head still turned back, all of a sudden you bashed into someone and their cases which were surrounding them.

“Oh my god I’m so sorry,” you said, looking up to meet a very very familiar face.

“Don’t you worry about that darling, fancy bumping into you here,” the voice said. That voice you’d come to know - and love - and there he was stood in front of you.

“What are you - Drew - what are you doing here?” you said, not even able to get your words out. You looked back at Chase, who stood a little away with your case giving you both some space. He gave you that smile to let you know he knew all along exactly how this was going to play out. You silently scolded him, laughing and shaking your head at him.

“Surprise,” Drew said, his arms wrapping around you as he placed his head on top of yours sweetly.

“What are you doing here? I thought you had work?” you said back, looking at him and then at Chase, who couldn’t wipe that cocky smile off his face.

“Coming to surprise you,” he said with a smile, “I didn’t have work.” You playfully slapped him on the arm.

“I thought you said no more lies,” you tutted at him and instantly he laughed, before adding that he “thought this was a good one though”. You held onto him so tight, his arms tight around you and his grip so strong. You took a deep breath, inhaling that scent of his you had come to love. It was so good to be back in his arms again.

Eventually, you managed to pull away, his arms still wrapped around you but looser now so you could look him in the eyes. You suddenly remembered you were in a busy airport and looked around, noting all the bags.

“Wait who’s bags are these?” you said, pointing out how there was one big piece of luggage and a small one next to him. You gave him a confused looks

“Mine,” he said rather proudly, “We’re going on holiday together. I’ve booked us some flights. And then back to see your mum and sister. I want to meet your family.”

“But -“ you started to say but he pressed his finger softly against your lips, making you smile.

“I’ve already spoken to your mum, it’s sorted. She knows we’ll be with her in a week’s time. She said she can’t wait to meet me, of course.” You laughed at him, shaking your head. He was a funny one.

“Where are we going?” you asked, biting your lip with excitement. You couldn’t wait to find out.

“New York first, then onto Antigua. How does that sound?” You stood there open mouthed. “Two nights in New York and then we head to the Caribbean. I hope you’ve packed your bikini,” he said and it suddenly dawned on you that you didn’t have one.

“Don’t worry, we’ll go holiday shopping in New York baby,” he said in his normal voice before leaning in to whisper to you, “As long as I get a little fashion show when you settle on a couple of swimsuits.” You giggled and nodded, smiling at him. This was all a dream.

If you thought your goodbye was emotional, his and Chase’s were worst. Like a couple of lovesick puppies those two were, at least they were jokingly acting like they were. “I’ll text you as soon as we land,” Drew joked, as Chase bantered back: “You better do, I won’t stop thinking about you until I know you’re safe.”

You laughed and shook your head, giving Chase a hug too before you walked hand in hand with Drew through towards the security gates. He waved goodbye, you turning to wave goodbye too. “Thank you for everything,” you shouted back, giving him a beaming smile with him matching the same back.

“Shall we get some food?” Drew asked you, grinning at you as the two of you waited in the line.

When you were through security, you headed with him to one of the fast food outlets and promptly ordered near enough the whole menu with him. You had a few hours til your flight so you both just sat there, chatting and slowly eating until it was mainly all gone.

You heard your boarding call and stood up, going to clear the remnants of your food away. “Wait one second,” he said, gesturing for you to sit down at the chair nearest to his. You did as he asked, his arm flying around your shoulder as he pulled you in close.

“Did you - bring that bag I gave you?” You nodded, looking around and noticing it by your foot. You picked it up and shook it briefly. “Ok open it.”

You popped it on the table and did as he asked, carefully pulling all the tissue paper out. In the bottom was a little square shaped box. You took it out and examined it for a moment, before opening it. Inside, there was the most beautiful necklace. It was silver, no doubt, and on closer inspection, it had a word written on it. His name - in cursive letters.

“Drew,” you shrieked, throwing your arms around him and pulling him in for a hug. You peppered kisses all over his lips, smiling through them as your focus returned to the necklace he had bought for you.

“Do you like it? Can I help you put it on?” he asked, firing both questions at you before even waiting for an answer to the first one. You nodded, instantly turning away from him and pulling your hair out the way.

He swung the necklace over the front of your neck and carefully blew some of the little bits of wispy hair out of the way. You shivered at the sensation, blushing and giggling as he placed a single kiss on your neck, before securing the necklace around your neck. You turned back to face him, smiling as he adjusted the pendant bit and smiled back at you.

“I think it looks beautiful,” he said, pausing for a moment as he ran his thumb along the delicate chain, “You look beautiful. It’s beautiful.” He grinned at himself, obviously proud he had picked something so nice.

“Thank you, it’s perfect,” you muttered back, leaning in to plant a kiss on his lips. “I love you Drew Starkey.”

“I love you too.”

A/N: So that’s it! Chapter six done and dusted! My plan is to do one more chapter of this - an epilogue about their holiday together - cos I’m not quite ready to give up this couple just yet. Anyway I hope you liked this 💕💕

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pankowperfection · 2 years

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Lucky Night (Drew Starkey x Reader)

Summary: You are a huge OBX fan, especially a huge Drew fan. You get to live out your dreams after a chance run in at a bar

Warnings: smut, 18+

Living in Charleston had its perks, especially since your favorite show, Outer Banks, filmed here. You regularly went to watch them filming at various locations, trying to catch a glimpse of your favorite boy, Drew. You always made sure you looked good, hair and nails done, perfect summer outfits such as shorts to show off your long legs, crop tops that showed just the right amount of tan skin.

One Friday night you and a friend had gone downtown to a bar, trying to let off some steam after a rough week. Black mini dress just barely covering your ass, perky tits on display, glittering heels to match. Honestly you looked and felt hot as fuck. You caught a lot of attention, plenty of men watching you wind your hips on the dance floor, coming up to ask you to dance but you turned them all down. Your friend stepped away to go to the bathroom, so you headed to the bar to grab another drink. You didn't know it yet but you were about to have a run in with the one and only Drew Starkey.

He had been watching you from the moment you walked in the door, pretty sure he had seen you a few times on set. A few hours and many drinks later, he decided to approach you. Your back was to him, eyes closed as you shook your ass to the beat of the song. Suddenly firm hands gripped your hips, pulling you backwards into their hard body. You looked over your shoulder and immediately let out a gasp. Drew was touching you, literally pushing his dick into your ass. Could this be a dream? "Hi baby, my name is Drew but you probably knew that already. What's yours?" he whispers into your ear, breath on your neck causing you to shiver. "Y/n," you turn around to face him, wanting to make sure this was real. "Well y/n, I've seen you watching us film before, thought I would come over here and introduce myself. You're gorgeous by the way." he smiles that beautiful smile you love so much and you can feel your insides melting. "You're not so bad yourself Starkey," you grin back at him.

The next few hours are spent drinking, talking, and dancing. Never in your wildest fantasies did you think you would actually get to meet Drew up close and personal. You both are flirting, you grinding your ass extra hard against his cock, him kissing your neck and whispering dirty words into your ear. As the next song ends he suddenly drags you out of the bar, into the alley. Before you can ask what he's doing he's kissing you, hands tangled in your hair as he holds your head in place. His tongue swipes over your bottom lip, asking for entrance which you grant with a moan. Just the kiss already has your panties soaked, suddenly thrown into the exact scenario you'd imagined before. He pulls back first, both of your breathing heavy as you gaze into each other's eyes. "So, do you want to go to my place or yours?" you palm him over his jeans, waiting for a response. "What makes you think I'm going to fuck you?" smirk spreading across his face as he jerks his hips forwards into you hands. "Surely all that flirting wasn't for nothing right?" He lets out a laugh before pulling you onto the sidewalk, walking and holding hands on the way to his car.

When you arrive you decide you don't want to wait any longer, shoving him up against the car frame before crashing your lips to his again. He lets out a groan, hands sliding down to rest on your ass. He pulls the backdoor open with your lips still connected, only breaking apart so he can climb in. You follow him up, legs on either side of his as you sit on his lap. His hands are everywhere as his lips work on your neck, trailing wet kisses down to your collar bone. You grind your hips over his cock, earning a string of curse words from his beautiful mouth. "Fuck me Drew, please." you beg softly.

He pulls your dress up around your waist, sliding your panties to the side before his fingers meet your wet core. He rubs your clit in slow circles before bringing his fingers up to his mouth for a taste. You unbutton his jeans and he lifts up his hips to help you free his cock, tip already leaking pre-cum. You decide to repeat his actions, gathering up what is on the head before licking your fingers clean. "Fuck y/n, so hot." You give him a few strokes before lining him up with your entrance, staring into his eyes as you slowly sink down on him. He was way bigger than you imagined, you'd never felt so full. He let out a low growl at the feeling of your warm walls squeezing him, desperate for you to move.

You started out rocking your hips forward and backward, hands on his shoulders as his pelvis rubbed your clit. After a few minutes you started to really ride him, bouncing up and down as hard as you could, wanting to be sore to remind you of this night. He matched your thrusts, fucking up into you as you slammed down. His hand slid between you to rub your clit, expertly having your thighs shaking in no time. His other hand wrapped lightly around your throat and you knew you were done for. "I'm gonna cum Drew," you lean down to kiss him again just as you reach your high. He groans into your mouth, feeling of you clenching around him sending him over the edge as well.

You lay your head on his chest as you catch your breath, taking in his intoxicating scent as he softly strokes your back. "I hope you don't do this with all your fans," huge grin on your face. "Nah, just the pretty ones named y/n." As you untangled your limbs and get redressed, you both fall back into comfortable conversation. He drives you home, even walking you up to the door of your apartment. "So... here's my number. Feel free to use that anytime." He gives you one more kiss before walking away. "Don't worry, I will," you yell back, and you meant it too.

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aemvnd · 29 days

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do you only do rafe? If you can please do one of drew starkey angst drabble. Or just something angsty about either

hii, angel bb . ♡ so unfortunately, i dont feel comfortable writing abt real ppl / actors in real life, nor even fictional scenarios abt actors… however, if u'd like for me to write u a lil somethin' abt rafe then i'd be more than happy to do so for u. !! ෆ

& yeaaa ! i do, in fact, write for other character(s)—but right now, at this v moment in time, i'm only takin' request(s) for concepts, drabbles, blurbs, thirsts n thots abt rafe cameron & aemond targaryen . ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱

#love letters.#anon. ෆ

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goldengirlls · 2 years

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𝐉𝐎’𝐒 𝐆𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘⋆

꩜ this is totally wicked!! never thought I’d make it to 3k followers, but yet here I am with all my BFF’s!! and in honor of that let’s have a bitchin’ time partying! ꩜

thank you guys for supporting me and constant love, I’m truly in love with every single on of you!🤍💫☁️🎱

🛼📼💥💫💘“THAT IS SO RAD” 🛼📼💥💫💘

◡̈ let’s play FMK or would you rather! ◡̈

❬ main shit — master list for my boys ❭

「 what’s your damage? — requests are now open!!」

❛ what’s the 411? — ask and talk to me about anything!! ❜

໑ I"M BUGGIN OUT ࿔

ⵢ RULES — so we can boogie ⵢ

pick the THREE things below!! (character, pairing & smut or fluff) and if you want a specific scenario!!

wont be more than 1k words

make sure to include what you want! (will not write anything that im uncomfortable with)

▾BOY TOYS▾

sebastian stan

bucky barnes

carter baizen

chris evans

steve rogers

ari levinson

ransom drysdale

lloyd hansen

anthony mackie

sam wilson

drew starkey

rafe cameron

rudy pankow

jj maybank

📸💘ᨓ THATS LIKE SO PHAT ᨓ 📸💘

🛼 〻 arcade’s or roller rinks?〻 🕹️

⬧ PAIRINGS ⬧

dads best friend

friend/best friend

best friend’s brother

athlete (sport of your choosing)

DILF!!

🌈🍭▿ SMUT OR FLUFF !! ▿ 🍭🌈

☯️🌞🛼SUPA FLY☯️🌞🛼

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spinningintheshadows · 1 year

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You’re Invited!

I’ve decided to host a “Christmas Party” or, a writing challenge. You can join now through December 31st, but entries must be posted by January 5th.

All pieces will be reblog under the tag “#RTN XMAS PARTY 🎄”

Below the cut is more information including:

• Who I am accepting pieces about.

• Prompts

How to enter:

Look through the prompts, look through the people, and pick a couple prompts and a person. Send me an ask, so I can put you down. That simple.

Then when you post your fic, tag me (or tag with the RTN XMAS PARTY 🎄 tag) and I will reblog it here :)

Scenarios

Decorating the tree

Dancing in the snow

Present shopping

Gift giving

Wrapping gifts

Making a gingerbread house

Building a snowman

Snowball fight

Sledding

Mistletoe

Christmas cookies

Christmas market

Watching Christmas movies

Christmas Party

Going ice skating

Dancing to Christmas music

Fake dating for Christmas

Secret Santa

New Years Kiss

Meeting the family for the first time

Found family Christmas

Looking at Christmas lights

Messing up gift tags

Christmas cards!!

Snowed in

Unique traditions

Holiday Traffic

Holiday marriage proposal

Dialogue:

“Stop trying to get me to walk under the mistletoe”

“That should be our Christmas card this year”

“Why’d you turn the music off?”

“I know we said no presents this year but”

“I hate Christmas shopping” - “I love Christmas shopping!”

“Do you want to put the star on top of the tree?”

“What do you think? Like the tree?”

“Open your stocking!”

“It’s snowing!”

“What are you doing?” - “making a snow angel”

“Do people still even believe in Santa?”

“You’d make a cute elf”

“Is that supposed to be a snowman?”

“This is the best gift you could have given me”

“Please don’t make wear this, I look ridiculous”

“I thought you were going home for Christmas?” “Well I couldn’t leave you alone.”

“Hey, if we don’t find someone by midnight…you and me…maybe?” - “Ask me properly and I might consider it.”

“You look beautiful in the snow”

“It’s bold of you to assume I haven’t eaten my entire advent calendar.”

“Christmas hot chocolate is not normal hot chocolate. Where are the marshmallows?”

“You’re my Christmas angel.” - “Wow that was…intense.” - “Just take the compliment.”

“Will you make me a hot chocolate?” - “Name all the reindeer and I will.”

“You're being awfully sarcastic for someone dangling upside down in a mess of tinsel."

“So, you’ve never been kissed under mistletoe?” “Actually, I’ve never been kissed at all.”

“Have you ever wrapped a present before?” “…Why do you ask?”

“You know it’s an ugly Christmas sweater contest, not a ‘Medusa turning people to stone’ hideous Christmas sweater contest, right?”

“Wait, is every piece of Christmas decor you own Nightmare Before Christmas themed?” “…maybe”

“You knit me a sweater for christmas and i realized I’m in love with you”

Who you can write about

(Outer Banks)

• Rafe Cameron

• JJ Maybank

• Topper Thornton

• John B Routledge

(9-1-1)

• Eddie Diaz

• Evan “Buck” Buckley

• Howie “Chimney” Han

• Henrietta “Hen” Wilson

(note: Buddie, Henren, Maddie/Chimney, and FireFam are also acceptable)

(Stranger Things)

• Eddie Munson

• Steve Harrington

(Marvel)

• Bucky Barnes

• Steve Rogers

• Sam Wilson

• Peter Parker

(Actors)

• Chase Stokes

• Rudy Pankow

• Tom Holland

• Sebastian Stan

• Chris Evans

• Drew Starkey

• Austin North

Tagging people who might be interested or can spread it around: @teelagurl558 @pankhoeforlife @pankowperfection @mackenzielovee @kraekat29 @wannabestarkeysgirl @paradisehamilton @fiction-is-life

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a-aexotic · 1 year

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11 and 26! 🫶

HEY LOVE, TY FOR THE QUESTIONS

11. favorite extracurricular activity?

i actually play tennis 😭😭 i love it, it’s my fav sport to play

26. a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times?

IDK SOMETHING ABOUT SECRETLY DATING DREW STARKEY AND EVERYONE FINDING OUT AND SHIPPING IT MAKES ME GO FERALLLL

#ren answers #ren’s moots ☀️

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sugarcoatedstarkey · 1 year

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20, 26, 34 <33

20. do you say soda or pop? I say neither 🤪 Soft drink or fizzy drink depending who I’m around.

26. a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times? Real? When I missed the opportunity of hugging my crush in HS. Fake? How I meet Drew Starkey and get him to fall in love with me 😊

34. is there a song you know every word to by heart? previous post I said Lovebug by Jonas brothers but I also know Hello Beautiful by the Jonas Brothers too! (Tbh I know all their 2007-2008 albums by heart)

#rach’s asks!#novxturient🖤

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obxdrewseph · 4 years

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Tik Tok - Rafe Cameron

Description: Rafe Cameron falls for a girl he often sees in a cafe and is too nervous to talk to her, so his best friend, Topper, decides to take matters into his own hands and makes a tik tok asking if anyone can identify Rafe’s crush. Of course, she sees it and confronts him.

P.S. pretend covid doesnt exist in this LOL

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“Bro, just do it.”

“No.”

“Rafe, c’mon man. When did you become such a pussy?”

“Shut the hell up man, I’m not.”

“Then ask her out!”

“No!”

It was your typical Wednesday afternoon-- the college cafe was bustling with students coming in and out from classes and from students mingling with their friends.

Rafe and Topper sat in the midst of all the chaos, ignoring their econ homework to stare at Rafe Cameron’s current obsession.

“How is this girl different from any other you’ve liked? Just man up and ask for her number or something.”

Rafe Cameron.

Notorious player on campus. And douchebag. He was the type to sleep with a girl and kick her out of his room at 3 in the morning. He never had strong feelings for a girl, which is why Topper was baffled at the fact he kept staring at the dark haired, brown eyed plain Jane in the corner of the coffee shop.

“Look, she’s just a pretty girl. And she just looks... shy I guess.” Rafe lamely said. He didn’t know why he wasn’t just barging up to her like he normally did at parties. Of course, those girls were clawing to get to him. He didn’t have to work as hard.

Topper sighed loudly. “Fine, fine. If you’re gonna force my hand.”

Rafe raised a brow as Topper slowly pulled his phone from his pocket.

He then began to film the girl and zooming in on her face.

“Top, what are you--”

“Ssssh.”

After 30, long, agonizing seconds for Rafe Cameron, his best friend finally stopped filming the poor girl.

“Does anyone know this girl? This loser wants to ask her out...” He spoke as he typed.

“No wait--”

“Done. Just posted on tik tok.”

Rafe’s jaw dropped.

“What?”

“Now, we wait.”

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You had a long day of classes and all you wanted to do was fall in your bed.

But no, as a history major, you had to read 250 pages (the entire book needed to be read by the end of the week, but you were spacing), write detailed notes on them, and then start on your essay that is due next week.

You always liked to get ahead of schedule so that your work wouldn’t pile up.

After sitting in the cafe for an hour, you had to go home to cook dinner. You hated eating at cafes since bread just wasn’t your thing.

Once you hit your dorm room, you checked your phone that seemed to have hundreds of notifications.

"The fuck?” You whispered out loud. As an RA, you could say whatever you wanted to in your room, but you still felt weird swearing in front of others. Which is why you whispered the words to yourself.

You dropped your bag at the door and quickly opened your phone.

GIRL, CHECK TIK TOK

Congrats, you’re famous! don’t forget me lol

rafe cameron ?? honeyyy get itttttt

Confusion. That’s all you felt. You quickly clicked on the link on of your friends sent you.

You watched the video set in as Topper, the owner of the account, zoomed in on your face at the cafe you were just in. You didn’t think you looked pretty as your hair was a mess and you hadn’t showered in a couple of days.

Not to mention you were wearing jeans and a baggy t-shirt-- the normal college attire.

As you read the caption, you felt your heart race at an abnormal rate.

The words became blurry fairly quickly as your stress started to build up. You set your phone down on the counter to avoid dropping it-- you were rational enough to do that.

You kept getting texts from your closest friends saying two words: Call me. But at this point, you couldn’t even think straight. What was a hot, popular guy like Rafe Cameron doing pining over you? And apparently being too afraid to ask you out?

Honestly, you had never been hit on in your first two years of college and you didn’t think it was going to start with Rafe Cameron, the richest guy at the school. And every straight college girl’s wet dream.

You heard your phone buzz on the counter and you checked caller ID. It was your best friend.

You took a deep breath and answered it.

“Hey, you didn’t tell me you were dating Rafe Cameron.” She joked.

“Shut up! Tell me what to do!!” You screamed.

“Ok, ok, I can tell you’re freaking out and nervous, but this is a good thing! A happy thing! A guy liked you so much that he put a video--”

“His best friend posted the video--”

“As I was saying, put a video out about YOU! This is your chance to finally have the romance you’ve always dreamed of, right? You’re always pining after those book boyfriends or whatever who AREN’T REAL.”

She emphasized the last part which made you cringe. Your obsession with fictional characters was justified-- if she read, she would know.

“Dude, this is Rafe. Rafe fucking Cameron.” She gasped at your swearing, a joke both of you had because you’ve known each other since you were children.

“Exactly, it’s Rafe motherfucking Cameron, meaning, you HAVE to go after him.”

“No, you’re wrong! He’s Rafe Cameron! If he was really into me, he would’ve asked me out already. Literally no one can say no to him nor does anyone want to.” You bit your lip, thinking of ways to get out of this. “You know what? I bet this is a prank or something.”

“A prank?”

“Yeah, like Topper trying to embarrass Rafe by making an ugly girl ask him out--”

“First of all, don’t talk about yourself like that. And second, no, tik tok is not the place to embarrass girls. They would get roasted so hard. And third, THIS IS YOUR CHANCE.”

Contrary to your best friend, you never seriously wanted a relationship. You were the type to fantasize about falling in love and hyped up all of your friends when they had crushes, but you never truly found someone you wanted to get to know or wanted to date.

It just seemed so outlandish to you.

Plus, you wrote off college boys when one followed all of your roommates on instagram besides you. That kinda knocked your ego down.

“Look, I’m just going to ignore this. I don’t think it’s going to be the love story you think so I’m gonna go.”

“Wait, y/n--”

You hung up before she could finish.

You just couldn’t deal with her hopeless romanticism right now.

You sighed and tied your hair into a messy bun. How could you finish your homework now?

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“I don’t think she saw it.”

Topper laughed at his nervous looking friend.

“Dude, she definitely saw it. It has thousands of likes the last time I checked and I’m pretty sure people were tagging her in the comments.”

Rafe fixed his hat so it covered his face. He definitely didn’t want his friend to notice it turning beet red.

“I hate you dude.”

“No you don’t.”

Once again, the two rich boys were sitting in the same cafe they were in yesterday. They had been sitting in there for two hours now, and there was no sign of the mysterious girl who did or did not know she was tik tok famous.

“I don’t think she’s coming.” Rafe commented. On one hand, he was relieved he wouldn’t have to talk to her. But on the bigger hand, he desperately wanted to see her again. He didn’t know why he was so captivated by her brightly dyed hair or the 10 pins stuck on her backpack. She seemed so normal, yet she stuck out with all the book stickers she had on her laptop. Rafe would never tell a living soul that he liked reading YA romance novels but he felt like he could confide in this mysterious girl.

“I don’t know. It’s still early.” Topper noted.

“Um, excuse me?”

The two boys’ heads shot up at the dainty voice.

You were wearing black ripped jeans with a white top; it was the most simple outfit Rafe had seen you in as you usually dressed in bright colors. He would never admit it, but he even noticed when you changed your nail polish.

What Rafe didn’t know was that your best friends held an intervention last night and told you to dress “more to his style” which included simple attire. Yet, you couldn’t fully immerse in the role and wore your favorite bucket hat that was covered in white daisies.

“Hey,” Rafe said lamely.

Topper immediately gathered his stuff and left you two alone. What a homie.

At Rafe’s bland answer, you smiled politely.

“Can I sit?” You asked. Rafe nodded and gestured towards the seat. He didn’t know why he was acting so weird, but you were just so much prettier up close.

He could see the bright red earrings you wore that matched your Nikes and noticed your clumsily applied makeup (which he knew because his sister was so good at it). It only made his heart race even faster.

“Um, so I saw the video... I’m sure you know which one I’m talking about.”

The boy blushed.

“Yeah?” He tried to act suave and calm, but his nerves were all over the place. He felt a bit calmer seeing the girl start to play with her hair: a nervous trait his sister said most girls had.

“Um, well, I... I was wondering...” The girl trailed off, her face turning a darker red. He almost felt bad for her, but she was so darn cute and wanted her to continue.

“Look, I’m really bad at this... and I know you’re good at it, so...”

The boy’s ego inflated slightly.

“So?”

This wasn’t going the way you wanted it to go. You felt frustrated that you couldn’t even get the words out that you practiced. Your eyes prickled with tears from embarrassment; you wanted to get out of the situation as soon as possible. You didn’t know what you were thinking approaching the hottest guy in campus and expect not to be tongue tied.

And his lack of words made you think he was just messing with you.

You felt a gentle hand on top of yours which burst your drama bubble. You looked up and saw Rafe’s bright blue eyes full of concern, and... something else.

Dammit, he probably thinks I’m a weirdo.

“Hey, it’s ok. Honestly, it was my friend, the one who left earlier, it was his idea to put the video up and he did it without my permission. If it were up to me, it would’ve taken a lot longer to pluck up the courage to approach you...” He confessed.

This shocked you. Rafe Cameron... tongue tied around you??

“Look, let’s start over. I’m Rafe Cameron, junior, business major, and fun fact: I’m on the hockey team.” You knew all of those details, but you let him give a formal introduction. You thought it was cute that he felt the need to explain all of this to you because there wasn’t anyone at your campus who didn’t know who he was.

You held out your hand.

“Y/N, a sophomore and a history major. Fun fact: I’m an RA.” His eyes brightened at your response and shook your hand with a smile.

He had to practice his stern handshake with businessmen his father forced him to meet, but your hands were gentle and soft, like they were afraid of hurting him. It’s been a while since someone has treated him so delicately. He liked it.

“Well, y/n, it’s a good thing I don’t live in the dorms because I definitely would’ve tried to act up to get your attention.” He teased.

You laughed at the response because you knew a couple of the young freshmen who made a ruckus in the lounges so that you had to come in and yell at them.

You shrugged. “I don’t know, we could’ve met sooner if you were.”

The flirty words flowed from you naturally and you wanted to take them back as soon as they left your mouth.

But they made Rafe Cameron blush, so you let it go.

Suddenly, his watch buzzed and he swore under his breath.

“Shit, I’m so sorry, I have a business meeting to get to. Can I get your number for uhhh... for future purposes?”

His slight fumble of words made you grin.

“Of course.”

I guess tik tok is good for something.

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goldenpogue · 2 years

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~Masterlist~

Drew Starkey x reader

L-O-V-E

That Night In Barbados

Halloween Surprise

Best Birthday Present

What is Love

fav x reader (no specific love interest)

New York Raining

Extras

Chit chat 1 2

~Angst~

Obx thoughts

#masterlist #outer banks #drew starkey x reader #outer banks fluff #outer banks imagine #outer banks scenario #rafe cameron x reader #drew starkey x you #drew starkey x y/n #outer banks fic

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drewcline · 4 years

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rafe as your boyfriend

(gif by @rafecameron)

a/n: this is non-canon rafe btw so he is not a misogynistic racist sociopath killer 🤩 and i’m gonna “assume“ he has gotten over his addiction since i don’t wanna romanticize that topic.

rafe would be such a sweet boyfriend omg like he would be 24/7 being a simp for you and totally own it like he just doesn’t care what his friends think

he would keep you a secret because he doesn’t want his family to know about you because he would be ashamed of how they treat him

regardless of that you two would have so much fun! boat dates! going snorkeling and bringing a waterproof camera to take cute videos and pictures of you!

omg omg and talk to the pilot of ward’s plane and take you for a ride!

he is an ass man like pope (we lost again flat ladies) and would squeeze it/grab it all the time don’t @ me

golf dates with him and his bros in which he would do that cliche thing of wrapping his arms around yours from behind to “teach you how to swing” and topper and kelce calling him whipped

buying you jewelry and lingerie because he “thought of you” and making you model it for him (if you are comfortable)

he would “introduce” you to his family in midsummers and by introducing you i mean arriving with you unannounced and saying “this is my girl” and leaving his family to dance with you

you cookig for him while he is sat on the stool and talking about what you are gonna do tomorrow! then he comes up behind you and makes you turn around so he can grab you by your cheeks and pull you into a kiss

movie mondays and taco tuesdays are YOUR thing and no one is gonna interfiere with those

why do i think that he would tattoo you? like not a couples tattoo just a tattoo that you have wanted to get for a long time and it’s a simple design so he offers and he is a pretty good artist!

everytime he kisses you he grabs you by the neck (fight me in this if you want to but i won’t accept anything else because i have had this in my mind since i saw that video)

him kissing your stretch marks, freckles, moles , etc to reassure you that you are beautiful just the way you are.

you would make him ditch the hair gel and let him have wild hair since it suits him better and tell him that he looks hot and he would stutter and blush because rafe is not used to being loved and appreciated

no seriously wtf he would love you so much its not even funny, he would want to be all the time with you and be touching you and kissing you

would get you a cute pitbull puppy (adopt don’t buy) for your birthday and be like “now we are a family” but would play it cool and act like its a not a big deal but he is nervous af

and you would compare him to the puppy and he would complain but he is loving it

chilling by the pool on your bikini and him whistling and yelling how hot you are in front of your other friends

brushing you hair when you have too many knots and you get angry so he laughs a little bit but later on decides to calm you down by grabbing the brush and softly touching your cheek “i got you baby”

being very close to wheezie and letting her in on your movie dates when she is feeling lonely or abandoned since rafe doesn’t want her to feel like he did for all of those years before he met you

he would flirt with you all the time! sometimes it’s cringy, sometimes it’s sweet but he does it and has the biggest smile on his face when you blush or look away and would kiss you right there

would bring you to fancy restaurants and buy you a nice dress that he liked for you and open the door for you

give you a ride on his bike and would teach you how to drive it. he would put his hands on top of yours to ensure your safety

you buying him flowers and messing with his long hair to make him blush and shy because he gets so shy and hide his face on your stomach/shoulder/whatever is closer to him at that moment

making him a video of all of your cute pics/moments with “ocean eyes” by billie eilish since the song reminds you of him and he would get emotional and tell you how much he loves you

making out in the jacuzzi in his house and being interrupted by rose is a daily occurrence for the both of you

stargazing on the hammock and talking about the future and how his experience with his dad doesn’t mean he is gonna be a terrible person or father and reassuring him that he is more than enough for you

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