#꒰ ⌗ trailerpark!mom!reader ♡ ꒱

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. . . the one where baby asks drew why she can't call him daddy ⊹ ࣪ ˖

notes: really short but i have been wanting to make a little blurb on this :3 not sure if this is as cute as i imagine it in my head lollll but we digress ..

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you, baby and drew were sat on the floor of the living room, coloring in pages of hello kitty at the coffee table. baby was having a conversation with drew about what her favorite color was. "my favorite color is purple." she explained, while eying up which color she wanted to snatch next. "that's my dad's favorite color too."

"oh really?" drew questioned baby, she'd never brought up her dad around drew before. "yeah, we both like purple. it's probably because he likes purple, so i like purple too."

"probably." drew agreed despite baby's logic not making any sense. "why can't i call you daddy?" baby asked, your eyes shot over to drew's, you didn't want him to feel like he had to answer. "baby-" you tried, but were cut off by drew. "you can call me whateverrr you want to call me." drew responded. "okay?"

"okay." baby smiled, continuing to color. this is exactly what you were afraid of; baby getting mixed up with who's her actual family. "i'm sorry." you mouthed to drew, although he'd gladly take the dad position any day for baby.

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omg can we talk about tp!mom not being able to pay her bills and when drew is taking care of baby he sees the bills scattered across the dining table and him taking care of it

warnings/notes: reader is stubborn, i didn’t expect this to be as long as it is lol

you told drew you picked up a few extra hours of overtime this week, all in hopes of being able to pay the bills this months, although you left that part out. and of course without a doubt, drew cleared his schedule, booked the first plane, and was on his way; all to take care of baby while you worked. you told him that he didn't have to do all that, that baby could go to your mom's for the weekend, but he absolutely insisted.

after your long eventful shift at the bar, you were finally home. seeing baby was always enough to wash away your worries, after all, you were doing it all for her, and the hours of labor always paid off. you'd work 14 hour days for her if it meant she'd have everything she needed.

"mommy's home!" you heard drew yell as you came through the front door, baby was in drew's arm, a huge grin on her face. "mommy!" she shouted, her little body in a race to get down from drew's arms and run into yours. "how's my baby?" you got down to her level, opening your arms, she immediately ran into them. you gave her a kiss and started unpacking your stuff from work as she sat on your hip.

"busy day?” drew asked while helping you unpack your lunch bag. “yeah, busy and looong.” you replied. “thanks for watching baby.”

after baby was down for bed you did some night cleaning; you realized the bills you left on the table weren’t there anymore. “hey drew!” you yelled, he was laying in your room on your bed, probably napping; taking care of baby all day was fun, but definitely exhausting. “yeah baby. what’s up?” he shot out of bed. “i left some mail on the table before i left, did you see it anywhere?”

“the bills?” he yawned. “i took care of them.” he stretched his arms. he what? “what do you mean you ‘took care of them’” you giggled, really hoping he was joking. “i paid them.”

“what?” you playfully shoved him, but he only pulled you closer. “you better be joking.”

“i took care of them.” he repeated himself again. “i’m serious.” he pulled you close towards his chest, but couldn’t help but pull away. “drew! that was like fifteen hundred dollars in bills!” you yelled. “you can’t just do stuff like that!”

“i’m just trying to help out.” drew’s face flushed with worry when he realized you were actually kind of upset. “i’m sorry.”

after some settling down and a nice warm shower, you sat next to drew on your bed. “i’m sorry.” you whispered, your doe eyes looking over at drew and your hair tied up in a towel. “i really do appreciate your help, but next time can we talk about it?”

drew opened his arm, you nuzzled into his chest. “but if i asked you wouldn’t have let me.” he chuckled. you really had no rebuttal to his point, he was right. you didn’t even like him buying you and baby groceries, so let alone a thousand plus in bills? you were upset. “exactly my point.” you giggled.

“i’ll think about it.”

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.𖥔 ݁ ˖ tp!mom’s insta posts ….

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ trailerpark!mom!reader and drew wanting to make things work despite their major lifestyle differences

dinners with drew became a regular occurrence, every time he was in town for filming he made it his personal mission to take you out at least one night of the week. you argued with him every single time, saying you “didn’t need his money or free meals.” to which he always responded. “it’s not about that. i just want to spend time with you”. and even on weeks where he wasn’t in town filming, he still flew out. all for you, and all for your baby.

you’d gotten really comfortable with him, possibly even a little too much for your own liking, but you physically couldn’t help it. you’d never felt so loved and wanted in your life, and you felt that maybe just this once you deserved to actually feel it. he made you feel like you deserved it.

drew had done more than prove himself; he helped you out with home duties, he made time for you, he always stuck to his word, and he loved your baby like it was his own.

“i would give it all up for you. for baby.” drew confessed, you both lied on the ground of the grassy hill you found while wondering the downtown of the city, staring into the starry sky.

“what do you mean?” you asked, keeping your eyes on the dark sky in front of you, hoping he didn’t mean what you thought.

“i mean i’d give up everything for you. i’d give up all this hollywood bullshit to be with you.” drew sat up, he wanted you to take him seriously. he meant every word he was saying.

“cmon,” you giggled, also sitting up. “don’t say that.” you toyed with grass strands next to you, desperate for any sort of release for the nerves you were feeling.

“i’m going to say it because i mean it.” drew assured you. “i’m serious.”

“well that’s not necessary.” you laughed, you weren’t sure how to respond. it was nice to hear that drew was on the same page as you; wanting to take things serious, but on the other hand; were you really ready for something this serious? “you can still do your thing, and be here for me and baby. if that’s what you want to do.”

“i know but like,” drew hesitated, he wasn’t sure if it was his place to say what he felt, or if he should say it at all. “i want to be around for baby.”

“what?” you froze, dropping the miscellaneous strands off grass from your clammy hands. “around?”

“i love her.” drew confessed. “i love you.” he took your hands in his own. “i love you.” he repeated himself. “i want this to work.” you both fiddled with each other’s fingers. “okay.” you sighed. “we’ll make it work.”

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this is drew’s corny ass in the beginning of him and tp!mom getting to know each other, he’s downnnn bad and wants to spend every second talking with her <3

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thinking about drew slowly taking up space in tp!mom’s trailer ₊˚⊹♡

it starts with a few t-shirts of his you noticed laying around, you only asked if you could keep one; you know, for when he wouldn’t be around for weeks at a time, but before you knew it he had at least a dozen different t-shirts meshing in with you and baby’s laundry. it gets to the point where you wear his t-shirts to bed instead of your own.

then soon enough, drew’s got his own toothbrush in the toothbrush holder, with a pink toothbrush cover of course because baby chose the color. his hygiene products find a permanent spot next to yours, his shaving cream, his razors, his body wash. you start to forget how the shelves used to look before he came around, how empty they were.

and eventually he’s got his own designated spot in your bed that even baby knows is his. “but that’s dwews spot.” she’ll say, struggling with her r’s of course, when you tell her to come lay with you. “well it’s always your spot too, you know.”

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trailerpark!mom!reader was just trying to go out to her favorite local bar when she met drew ........

warnings: i don’t think obx is actually filmed in outer banks but for this fic yes it is. this is basically just lots of dialogue but i’m just trying to fill in tp!mom!reader and drew’s lore. drew being tipsy + corniness & cliches

"we are getting fucked up tonight." your bestfriend shouted. it was thursday, which meant it was 'going out' night. your baby was safe with your sister, and you were in the passenger seat of your bestfriend's 2009 honda civic adjusting final touches to your makeup in the vanity mirror. "i fucking hope so. jason has been blowing up my phone all week, threatening to come steal baby." you applied another layer of lipgloss.

"are you fucking serious?" aubrey questioned, looking at you with loving eyes. even though you brought the topic up so casually, she knew it hurt you. "i love you." she branched her arms out over the car console, you accepted her embrace. "now let's get fucked up!" she gave you a kiss on your head. no one had ever made you feel as loved as she did.

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"sorry ladies," your usual bouncer stopped you and aubrey, "bars closed tonight. some cast rented it out."

"what?" you realized he wasn't joking. "what cast?" you furrowed your brows, wondering who the fuck would rent out a bar in the middle of nowhere, north carolina. "don't know, some show that's filmed here though."

"you can't just let us in?" you bestfriend proposed. "we know we're you're favorite. cmonnnn." the bouncer giggled, you guys definitely were his favorite, but unfortunately he wouldn't budge. "i wish there was something i could do. sorry girls."

"it's okay." you sighed, grabbing aubrey by her arm and dragging her to the side. she was one to cause a scene and you weren't in the mood to deal with that right now. "this is bullshit." she groaned. "i bet they're rich. rich people always ruining some shit for normal people like us." she circled around you. "can't even enjoy our thursday night anymore."

"it's okay, we can go somewhere else."

"you wanna get in?" an unfamiliar voice interrupted, before you could yank aubrey back to the car. both of you jolting your heads towards the voice. it was a tall pale man, a lit cigarette hung from his lips.

"yeah, can you get us in?" aubrey took no time taking up the offer, interrupting the prolonged eye contact you were sharing with this guy; he was cute and that was hard to find around here. "this way." he tossed his unfinished cigarette in the floor and stomped on it.

"thank you." you said as he held the door for you. as soon as you entered the bar you realized that maybe you really didn't belong there. thursday's usually had a solid crowd, and a familiar one at that. but there wasn't one familiar face aside from yours or your bestfriend's. "shit." you mumbled under your breath, the guy who let you in now long gone, entertaining a group of who you assumed were his friends.

finding a seat at the bar with aubrey, you asked the bartender what the deal was, "so, what's going on?" he poured you your usual. "some netflix cast rented out the bar for the night. outer banks or something?"

“oh, i’ve heard that show.” you replied, trying your best to discreetly look around, seeing if you seen any famous faces from tv, although you didn’t watch much tv. “i didn’t think they actually filmed that here?”

“me neither,” the bartender agreed, before leaving you and aubrey to tend to another person.

you watched as people danced, they all seemed well bonded, almost like family. you giggled at them, hoping one day you’d find a bond like that. you spotted the guy who had let you in, he danced pretty okay for a white guy. “should we dance?” you turned back to aubrey, practically shouting over the loud music.

“why are you even asking?” aubrey laughed, you knew her better than to ask if she wanted to dance, she was always down to dance.

you both danced together as ‘yeah!’ by usher played over the speakers, before you both had roaming hands all over you. you felt big hands wrap around lower stomach, “was hoping i’d come across you again.” a somewhat familiar voice whispered in your ear. you kept your back and ass to him, but turned your head to see his face, selfishly hoping it was the man who’d let you in, relief washed over you when you realized it was. “i was thinking the same thing.” you flirted.

“oh yeah?” he whispered in your ear again. the way he had lean down to reach your ear had your stomach doing flips. “why’s that?” you noticed his breath smelled of liquor and mint.

“i wanted to thank you again.” you answered, pushing your ass even closer to his crotch. flirting with men at the bar definitely was not foreign to you. “you don’t have to thank me. anyone would have let a pretty girl like you in.” he spun you around so you were facing him. “there’s that face.” he smiled, his bloodshot and droopy eyes staring down at you like you were the only girl to ever exist. this felt too intimate for your liking.

“so, why’re you here?” you grabbed his hands from your waist, just holding them with your own, you both still feeling the rhythm of the music playing. “you’re famous or something?”

“something like that i guess.” he shrugged, like he didn’t really want to talk about it. “why are you here?”

“i live here.” you said confused, wondering if he has expected a different answer. “i don’t want to sound like a creep, but you’re like, insanely beautiful.” his lips grazed your ear as he whispered to you. you weren’t sure if it was the alcohol talking or if he actually meant it, but nonetheless you were flattered. a sexy— famous guy saying you were insanely beautiful?

“thank you.” you blushed, pulling your jean skirt down. usually you were good at playing a man’s game but this time felt different. this time felt like something could actually come from this and you hated it.

after some more ramble jamble on the dance floor, the mysterious man asked if you wanted to go outside. “wanna step outside for a minute with me?” he extended his hand, you accepted.

you watched as he lit a cigarette. it seemed like every ounce of outgoingness left your body, you loved talking to and entertaining men, but he just made you flat out nervous. “so you’re from around here?” he offered you a swig of his cig, you declined.

“yeah, just down the street. me and my bestfriend come here every thursday.” you watched his lips as he took a swig, the way his eyebrows furrowed from the smoke was hot. you hated people who smoked but there you were getting turned on over it.

“sorry about that again. i seen the whole fiasco with the bouncer.” he looked down at you. “i mean it’s not your fault.” you reassured him.

“sorry i never asked. what’s your name?” his voice seemed so much deeper and clear now that you two were outside, almost like he was fully sober. it made you question how drunk he actually was, and how much of what you told you he actually meant. “y/n!”

“i’m drew.” he held his hand out, you shook it. his hands was so much bigger than yours. matter of fact, everything about him was so much bigger than you.

before you could question drew and his ‘famousness’ any further you heard his group yelling his name. they were all getting into a limo. how famous were these people? they needed a limo? but you couldn’t recognize literally any of their faces? “i guess that’s me.” drew again, flicked his unfinished cigarette on the ground and stomped it out. “what’s your number y/n?” he pulled out his phone and pulled up the keypad.

you swiftly put in your number and called yourself. you never gave your phone number away to the men you entertained, it was your own personal rule you set for yourself. but something about this one was different and you just couldn’t say no. “i’ll see you around y/n.”

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okay so i’m from the south and one thing i know abt is baby daddy drama ESP with the new bf/gf involved with the baby- how would you think drew would handle tp!mom’s baby daddy? like i know damn well them white nc boys got some SEASONING

(also i LOVE angel and tp!mom!!!)

notes: kind of turned this into a whole drabble oops. also thank you!!! i’m glad u like them :))))

it’s a night when you and drew are finally alone, baby is at her dad’s house and you’ve got the trailer to yourselves. then all of a sudden your phone is getting blown up with text messages and calls from your baby daddy, you decline all the calls but take sometime to read the messages. he’s ranting about how “you’re a slut” and “you shouldn’t be seeing anyone else.”

drew can clearly tell you’re upset, “everything okay?” he placed a hand on your knee, your body jolted a little, you weren’t used to soft touch. “yeah, it’s just jason. he won’t leave me alone.” you knew it was only a matter of time before baby brought up drew to her dad, you just wish it wasn’t a night where you and drew were literally together.

drew knows you don’t keep in contact with jason for personal reasons, you do it strictly for baby, but that’s about all he knows. drew wasn’t aware of all that your baby daddy had put you through, you just didn’t need any pity. “is there anything i can do?” drew rubbed your back, “no,” you felt tears welling up in your eyes. “i’m sorry.” you muttered out.

“sorry? sorry for what?” drew jolted up in his seat, something was wrong. “i know i invited you over so we could have the house to ourselves, but i’m just not in the mood right now.” you mumbled, referring to the fact that you solely invited drew her for the night because baby was gone and you wanted to have sex.

“what? are you serious? you think that’s all i care about?” drew continued rubbing your back, you could tell he was offended but he didn’t raise his voice or get aggressive, you definitely weren’t used to that. “i’m here for you baby.”

you shifted yourself towards drew and drowned yourself in his chest, leaving tear stains in his shirt. “i’m sorry,”

after calming down, you explain everything to drew, and of course he’s there to listen with open ears. when you tell drew about jason and how crazy psychotic he is, drew definitely doesn’t take it lightly. he’s got an abundance of questions, first one being “how is he still able to see baby?” and you kind of just explain that it’s easier this way, if he gets to see baby, it makes your life easier. you feel guilty and selfish, but drew doesn’t make you feel bad for it.

drew tells you that he’s there to protect you and baby, but of course he wouldn’t do anything without your permission. he wouldn’t want to make your life harder by starting beef with your baby daddy. but your baby daddy on the other hand, he feels threatened by drew, and drew knows it.

but overall, i don’t think drew would try to get involved unless tp!mom wants him to. but he’s definitely pushing and encouraging her to get full custody of baby and get him out of their life. drew’s ready to spend a big buck on a laywer for you and baby if needed :,)

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. . . the one where tp!mom finds out about odessa

warnings/notes: not sure if this is cringe or what, also i don’t mean to make odessa the enemy with every !reader but … it just makes sense lol. anyways, odessa is an actual bitch in this, reader is forgiving (hope yall don’t hate me idk), drew yapping at the end. happy silly ending ig, also i literally get right to the plot so sorry for no backstory.

you and drew were fighting over if a hotdog was sandwich or not, he swore it was, but you weren't buying his claim, at all. "fine! i'll look it up!" you grabbed drew's phone off your nightstand since it was closest, a smirk on your face, he really thought he'd be right?

your smile dropped when you seen an imessage notification from a person named "odessa" and the message read 'don't come running back to me when you realize she doesn't have SHIT to offer you. bye drew.' you weren't the instigator type, you hated causing issues, but that message had to be about you, who else would it be about? curiously, you couldn't help but click on it, drew had never mentioned anyone named odessa. upon clicking on it, you didn't know how to feel.

you shut his phone, " sooo, what's the word?" he chuckled. you threw his phone on the open bed in front of you, you'd been through this too many times to let it happen again and you learned it's best to bring up issues before it gets even worse. "who's odessa?" you asked shamelessly, it wasn't in any specific negative tone or upset tone, but it wasn't exactly in a positive tone either. "shit," drew huffed. "she's still blowing up my phone?"

"who is she?" you repeated yourself, this time some anger was showing. drew dropped everything he was doing and sat next to you on the bed, he didn't see a point in lying and trying to make you feel like you didn't see what you very clearly saw; that's why you liked him. he didn't bullshit, and neither did you. "her and i were thing." he rubbed his head, you hadn't ever seen him this anxious before. "but we're over, i swear."

"she doesn't seem to think so." you added, fiddling with your fingers. you trusted drew though, not once did he ever make you feel less than, ever. you hated even letting your mind go there, you both had invested too much into each other's lives and even thinking about not being with him made you physically sick. he had practically adopted the father role in your babies life, if he were to leave you don't think you ever let a man get as close to you as he has.

"i know." drew sighed, he didn't really have an excuse as to why he was still texting her. it wasn't like he was saying anything bad or hurtful about you or towards you, but it still hurt to think that a conversation was going on like that behind your back. "i'm sorry, seriously." drew rubbed your thigh. "i'm serious about you and baby, you're both the best thing that's ever happened to me, and i'm not just saying that."

"her and i are done. we've been done." he continued. "the night i met you i knew, i knew i wanted you. i literally wouldn't shut up about you to my friends. i want you, i want baby, you know i'd do anything anything for you two. i'm sorry y/n." he pulled you into his chest, you melted at his touch. "i mean you did kind of clock her." you giggled.

"clocked her?"

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Need to know how your !readers reacted to thissss

i don’t even know how i feel about it myself yet

angel’s reaction ; she very much dislikes it, at first at least, but she comes around to it. she’s like “you really had to do the eyebrows too?” it’s the eyebrows she hates the most. part of her likes it though because when her and drew are arguing, she literally can’t take him seriously. “i’m sorry but you expect me to take you seriously when you’re giving me that blank stare with no fucking eyebrows?” but she’s fine with it, drew explains it’s for a role and she’s like ok whatever 🤍

tp!mom’s reaction ; she really don’t GAF at all. one day drew comes to her trailer, his new look all on display. she’s cooking dinner for her and baby, she doesn’t realize at first but when she gets her first glance at drew she just giggles. “new look? nice. didn’t take you for that kinda guy but okay, looks good.” but drew explains it’s for a role and your like “yeah, i figured.”

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literally just trailerpark!mom!reader and drew being cute and corny because drew is so in love with her ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

baby danced on the freshly vacuumed living room floor, the floor drew had vacuumed for you because he told you he "really wanted to help out more." you watched as her little feet moved too fast for her little body to keep up, she giggled to herself. you don't remember what it felt like to be that small and not care about anything, those years were too far gone. "it's alright." drew whispered, wrapping his muscular arms around you, the arms you'd gotten used to coming home to. "i told you she'd be in great hands." he gave you a kiss on the cheek.

drew had been spending more and more time at your house with baby, as much time as his filming schedule would allow him at least. and today was the first day you let him stay alone with baby for the whole day, it wasn't that you didn't trust him to watch her, you just weren't sure how she'd react to someone new. but she seemed more than happy.

"you're playing beyonce for her? really?" you teased, giving drew a peck on the lips. you unpacked your lunch from work, drew's eyes and body language followed you around the kitchen as you moved back and forth from the fridge to the counter. "teaching her young to be an independent woman.” drew tugged at your arm, he just wanted your full attention. “just like her perfect mommy.”

you giggled. “oh stop it.” you playfully pushed him away. “if anything, you’re the one taking away her mommy’s independence.” you teased drew, although it was partially true. ever since drew has been around he didn’t let you do anything alone as long as he was there; he cleaned for you, cooked for you, sent you money for ‘groceries’, he did it all. no one had ever taken such good care of you before, you didn’t know how to accept it and fully immerse yourself in this new love.

“how much longer until she notices i’m here do you think?” you looked over the counter at baby, making an attempt to change the topic. “don’t know, but let me enjoy the time i’ve got you to myself.” drew tucked a loose piece of hair behind your ear. “you are so cliche.” you smiled, your pretty eyes staring up at him. “i know you love it.”

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I thought just popped into my head so tp!mom & drew!!

okay so I live in the south and we have a hugeeee ass fair every year and on one side of it there’s this like petting zoo were you can feed and pet the animals and then kids can ride horses and stuff and I just thought about Drew tagging along with them and being the best (stepdad) everrrrr to her daughter!!!! like he’s paying for food, toys, the millionth horse ride of the day. and she’s just soo giggly and hugging all one Drew because she really does like him!!!

notes: i love them so much i am going to cry :( this was so fun to write, if you guys have any thoughts for tp!mom!reader PLS send them!

you brought up how your town does this annual fair and drew kind of invited himself, “well, let me come?” and you honestly didn’t mind, baby was growing suppperrrr fond of him and it just felt wrong to say no since you two had been growing so close.

you always saved up for the fair; the rides, the snacks, and if baby wanted to play the carnival games. so it really surprised you when drew pulled out a wad of cash from his wallet and told you to buy enough tickets for the three of you to stay awhile. “no, i can’t take this.” you pushed away drew’s hand. “what?” he chucked. “you thought i would come and not pay? don’t be silly now.” he opened your palm and placed the cash in it. you knew he wouldn’t accept a no so you just sighed and and accepted your fate.

it was different this time, you actually got to play the carnival games this year too, not only baby. and you got to play them multiple times. drew kept pulling out singles like he had an endless pit in his pocket, telling you and baby to ‘try again’ until you both won something. it felt so strange to be taken care of, you were starting to feel like a family.

you even warned drew about how baby loooved the animals and how difficult it would be to pry her away from the petting zoo. but there baby was, on her 6th pony ride of the day and drew didn’t seem to mind at all. he’d pay for 6 more if it’s what baby wanted. “she really likes this huh?” drew looked at you, his elbows leaning against the wooden fence as you both waited for baby to get off her pony ride. “yeah,” you looked down at the dirt, kind of kicking it because you felt bad that drew had to pay for all these rides, it definitely wasn’t cheap, at least to you. “she’s never got to ride it this many times. thank you, seriously.”

“you don’t have to thank me.” drew smiled. “i’d do anything for you two.”

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trailerpark!mom!reader 🥾🧺🛒 ╱ drew’s sweetheart !

tp!mom!reader who’s struggling to make ends meet but she never lets her daughter go without anything she wants or needs. she’d do literally anything if it was in the best interest of her daughter. spoiling her baby always comes first.

tp!mom!reader who loves going out to clubs and manipulating older men into buying her drinks when she’s got one of her homegirls babysitting for the night. having a kid hasn’t let her lose her spunk!

independent queen. accepting help or pity is the last thing tp!mom!reader would ever do. it’s a blessing and a curse, she can be kind of stubborn sometimes when all people want to do is help her. she hates feeling like people are treating her less than just because she has less. & definitely hates getting offered help just because she’s struggling.

hopeless romantic. she hopes that her match will come along, but has lost hope due to her terrible past with men. she fantasizes about a man coming into her life and treating her and her daughter like princesses, but has pushed that fantasy to the side to focus on her babygirl.

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drew laid up in tp!mom’s bed after cleaning the house and putting baby to sleep like he gon get some 🙄

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what is tp!mom and drew doing for new year's???? 🪽

baby got dropped off at tp!mom’s house for the night so you and drew decide to go bar hopping for the night. drew forgot how fun you could be when you’re not in mom mode, and god he swears it makes you even hotter; the ability to be a phenomenal mom & still have fun and shake ass on him while your tipsy ??? he’s on the flooorrrr!

that is until tp!mom realizes she’s not feeling too well and drew drives her back home in her car and carries her inside. she’s apologizing profusely for ruining the night and drew is just like “you apologize too much. let someone care for you, just once. please.” and drew is helping you undress and holding your hair back as you throw up in the toilet. you feel so bad for making him so this, and for him having to see you like this. but you do feel a lot better.

after that they’re staying in and watching movies, massaging each other and eating their body weight in sweets. they share a kiss at 12, but that’s about all, it’s not much of a big deal to either of them. they’re just happy to be together and alone for the night :,)

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how does the obx cast feel abt tp!mom reader????

they LOVEEEE HER so bad. they’re literally all like aunties and uncles to her baby too it’s so cute :( they’ll tell drew to invite her to monthly game night and you’ll tell them that you can’t because you gotta watch baby and they’re like “well bring baby then! we can take turns watching her!” tp!mom feels so loved by literally all of them, she’s never really had a close group of friends like that before so she feels super blessed and lucky.