#Drew Starkey x actress!oc

[leather-n-velvet]

High & Low: The Masterlist

A Drew Starkey x singer/actress!OC SMAU

Summary: While on hiatus from touring and wanting to branch out with her career, Ivy Blake auditions for OBX, immediately hitting it off with none other than Drew Starkey during their chemistry read. As tension and drama brew between the two, can they get through the highs and lows that come with fame and relationships together?

Series note/warning: This series starts during the filming of Season 2 of OBX. No actual smut, just a few suggestive moments (may change in the future). Minors DNI! cursing.

Dividers by: @cafekitsune

Ivy Blake: singer/songwriter, actress. 25. originally from Tennessee. one dog: a Siberian husky named Sienna. ambivert.

Drew Starkey: 28

Intro

2021

Part I

Part II

Part III

Part IV

Part V

Part VI

Part VII

Part VIII

Part IX

Part X (coming soon)

Extras:

Playlist (coming soon)

[willowpains]

we listen and we don’t judge

drew starkey x latina actress reader!

Drew was not a fan of social media.

Unlike you.

Chronically online was a term that was gaining fame to describe someone who spent quite some time on the internet, and who knew all the trends going on.

You weren’t exactly proud to be a part of that community.

But it kept you entertained.

And that’s how you ended up setting your phone up, ready to record Drew and you filming a new trend on TikTok.

How did you convince him to do it? You don’t even remember.

And after what felt like an eternity of explaining the dynamic to Drew, you both were finally ready to begin.

Both of you sitting next to each other on your couch, you looked at him with a mischievous smirk while he stared at you suspiciously.

“We listen and we don’t judge” you both said at the same time, Drew smirking at you.

“I’ll start” you said, looking from your phone screen to your boyfriend. “Sometimes, when I don’t really wanna cook, I get all dramatic and lie about us not having all the ingredients for the dish I was supposed to make, so you can offer to make something instead with what we do have” you say, giving him an embarrassed smile.

He chuckled at your words.

“I knew that love” he lets out a laugh. “You’re not good at lying to me”.

Your mouth opens up in shock.

“We listen and we don’t judge”.

Drew pauses for a moment, smiling at you.

"When you're showering, i close the door of our room so the sound of your music gets as muffled as possible" he admits.

You giggle as you nod at his words, you did like to shower with loud music.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You look at him through the screen.

“I thought you hated me when we first met, so I would intentionally try to stay out of your way our first couple of working days together”.

Drew gives you a puzzled expression trying his best not to judge.

“We listen and we don’t judge”.

He clears his throat before speaking.

“I often fake coming home super tired and stressed so that you take pity on me and cuddle me while playing with my hair” he says giving you a cute smile.

You giggle at his words.

“That’s cute” you admit leaning to peck his lips.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You take a couple of seconds before speaking, trying to be dramatic.

“I have a lot of edits of you saved on my favorites folder on TikTok” you look at him.

Drew covers his eyes while letting out a chuckle.

“We listen and we don’t judge”.

He looks at you mischievously.

“I get jealous of the guys in your books” he admits seriously.

You let out a laugh as you throw your head back.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You giggle softly before confessing the next one.

“Whenever I feel sick in the middle of the night, I wiggle a lot in bed or move your body so you’ll accidentally wake up and ask me what’s wrong”.

He opens his mouth surprised at your words.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

Drew thinks a little before speaking.

“Ever since we met I’ve always been skeptical of your at home remedies for illnesses, even though they work every time” he admits.

You slowly nod while giving him a defeated look, knowing that already.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You give him a playful look before speaking.

“When we’re cuddling, sometimes I have the urge to stand up abruptly because I get too hot and I feel like I can’t breathe because you’re too big” you say, barely getting out the words without laughing.

Drew looks at you with big eyes, moving his brows up and down at the double meaning of your last words.

You roll your eyes at him.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

He thinks for a moment before speaking.

“When I’m showering, sometimes I’ll use your shampoo rather than mine” he pauses as he looks at your baffled face. “It leaves my hair softer! And smells like you”.

Of course, there were a few confessions you had to cut from the video because your PR managers would hunt you down if they made it out into the internet.

“We listen and we don’t judge” you both say smiling at each other.

You smirk playfully at him before speaking.

“I cannot stand one of your friends and past coworkers” you admit, making a serious face.

Drew immediately throws his head back and lets out a chuckle, knowing exactly who you’re referring to.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

He clears his throat before looking at you.

“I don’t like watching F1 since you told me about that driver that slid into your dm’s” he lets out cockily.

You burst out laughing looking at him while he joins you.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You make a thinking face looking at him.

“I wish you sent me more shirtless photos” you say giving him puppy eyes. “Or like, you took more of those with my phone, so I could look at them”.

He snorted out a laugh.

“That can be fixed baby” he says as he looks at you mischievously.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

He gives you a smile.

“When I travel for work and you’re not coming with me, I take a pair of your panties and stuff them in my suitcase” he says laughing.

You scrunch up your nose at him.

“Drewwwwww” you say covering your face, now knowing where those missing undies went.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You avoid his eyes for the next one.

“Sometimes when I’m cold, I throw on one of your dirty hoodies that you used while working out, cause they’re sweaty and smell like you” you say, trying not to burst out laughing.

He gives you a grossed out look.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You look at him waiting for him to speak.

“You know those sleeping shorts Brooke sent you cause she accidentally bought too many?” He says, making quotation marks with his fingers while saying sent and accidentally.

You nod at his words.

“I actually bought them for you because I love how your ass looks in them”.

Your mouth opens at his confession while you hit him playfully in the chest.

Drew laughs at your reaction.

“Oh my god baby, this is definitely not making it to the video” you say as you stand up from your position while laughing at him, walking to your phone to stop recording, while he stands back watching your movements with a smile.

Noticing that in fact, you were wearing a pair of those shorts.

“We don’t judge remember?” he said cheekily.

*

inspired by @valstranquility lando blurb<3

I love this trend on TikTok and I just couldn’t help myself

they’re just too cute I can’t

this was short n sweet hope you like it, if you have any other concepts you’d like to read let me know!

[shrimpybbq]

m-m-maybe obx actress!reader showing up to the premiere of queer, and she’s the only one from the obx cast to attend. no one knows if everyone else was just busy or drew didn’t invite them, but she’s there. there are pics of each of them alone on the carpet, but the fans are more interested in the pictures of them off to the side. drew’s got one hand wrapped around her waist while the other circles her shoulders and obx actress!reader is fully encapsulated in a hug. it’s clear how much drew appreciates her presence at the event and he’s seen grinning down at her, the pair sharing secretive whispers. cameras even catch daniel giving obx actress!reader a familiar hug, her having visited the set of queer more than once (not to mention drew’s constant rambling about her). when the pics circulate on social media the fans go wild, reading in to her presence at the premiere and catching on to the fact that her colourful dress seems to compliment his outfit just right. don’t even get the fans started on the matching bracelets the pair wear, drew’s own bracelet peeking out under his suit jacket cuff. maybe it’s just casual coworkers celebrating and supporting one another… or maybe not.

Inspired by miss girl herself, Queen Carlacia

[rafedarling]

Can you write a moment of an interview with Jimmy Kimmel asks Drew one or two questions about his relationship since him and actress!y/n have confirmed that they are together on an instagram post (that they are currently this year in a relationship according to the rumor of Internet users and media) and Drew mentions actress!y/n abt how she's amazing, that he will love to work with her one day :)

since i already wrote one for drew at jimmy, i think i should put them both on the norton show. hope you like it!

𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧

pairing: drew starkey x actress!reader

summary: you and drew are invited to the graham norton show to promote your upcoming movie, set to release in april. however, the interview isn’t just about your movie, it also touches on your recently confirmed relationship, sending the audience into a frenzy.

warning(s): english is not my native language. fluff, playful teasing, past pining, and drew being the sweetest boyfriend ever.

au: like, reblog and feedback are much appreciated. discussion can be send through my ask box, please feel free to send in anything. ⭐️ taglist | tagging: @rubixgsworld @rafeyslamb @bisexualcvnt @tracymbcm @maybankslover @anamiad00msday @stuffyownswrld @httpsdrewstarkey @mileyraes @enjoymyloves @akobx @noobmazter69 @victwrvale @xoxohoneymoongirl @xoxosblogsblog @wearemadeofstardust0 @saviorcomplexrry @percysley @littlelamy @winniemoe @emberaurora @watercolorskyy @kravitzwhore @issabellec7

marie’s note: i just opened my wattpad account! from now on, you can read my fanfics on both tumblr and wattpad. however, i can’t guarantee that i’ll be very active on wattpad. a little update on my upcoming work, i’m currently working on the return of superman mini-series!

Graham grinned, waiting for the applause to settle before dramatically placing a hand over his chest.

“Alright, alright,” he said, pretending to catch his breath.

“Let me sit down first because I simply cannot stand here and do an interview with such a powerful couple.”

The audience laughed, and you shook your head in amusement. Drew leaned back, his arm resting casually behind you on the couch, a smirk playing on his lips.

“So,” Graham continued, eyes twinkling mischievously.

“Not only are you both co-stars in your new movie, but also lovers off-screen. Is it true?”

The crowd went wild again.

Drew chuckled, shaking his head at the dramatic reaction.

“Yes,” he confirmed, his Southern drawl making the words sound even more charming.

“We are lovers off-screen.”

Graham leaned forward, clearly loving every second of it.

“Since you’ve already confirmed it on Instagram, let’s dive in a little. How did this all start? Y/N, do you want to take this one?”

“Sure,” you said with a smile.

“I actually met Drew through his sister, Brooke. I was in her friend group, and she invited me over to her new place once. That was the first time we met.”

Drew nodded.

“Yeah, Y/N was one of my sister’s friends, but after that, she kind of disappeared. We didn’t see each other again for a long time, maybe a year or so.”

“Ah, so was there an instant connection? Or did it take a little while to realize, ‘Oh, that’s the person I want to know more about’?”

Graham asked, clearly invested.

Drew turned to you with a teasing smirk.

“If we’re talking about our first meeting… I didn’t have feelings for her then.”

The audience gasped dramatically, and you burst into laughter.

“Hold on, hold on before you boo me!”

Drew added quickly, grinning.

“At the time, I was crushing on someone else. But when I met Y/N again later, it hit me hard. Like — why hadn’t I asked her out before? What was I doing?”

Graham gasped, clutching his chest for comedic effect.

“Scandalous!”

“I know, right?” you joked.

“Plot twist, I actually liked him from the very beginning.”

Drew’s head snapped toward you, eyes wide.

“Wait, what?”

Graham looked like he had just struck gold.

“Oh, this is juicy. Tell us more!”

You chuckled, shrugging.

“Yeah, I had feelings for him when we first met, but I knew he had a crush on someone else, so I just… kept quiet about it. I liked him so much that I couldn’t even date other guys.”

Graham covered his face, laughing so hard he had to lean back in his chair. The audience reacted with a mix of cheers and sympathetic awws.

“Wait, wait, wait… hold on,”

Drew said, pointing at you in shock.

“You never told me this!”

“I know,” you said, giggling.

“I guess I thought it was silly.”

“Silly?” Drew looked at Graham, then back at you.

“Babe, I feel like I need to apologize to past you.”

Graham wiped away imaginary tears.

“Oh, this is the kind of romantic drama I live for!”

Drew shook his head, smiling.

“I can’t believe you were out there suffering in silence while I was being an idiot.”

“It’s fine,” you teased. “You figured it out eventually.”

The audience burst into applause, and Graham clapped his hands together.

“Well, I think I speak for everyone when I say, thank goodness you did! Now, Drew, if given the chance, would you want to work on-screen with Y/N again?”

Drew didn’t hesitate.

“Oh, absolutely. She’s amazing; such a talented actress. I’d love to work with her again.”

You turned to him, surprised and touched by his words.

“Really?”

“Of course,” he said softly.

“I mean, I get to see how incredible you are off-screen, so getting to experience that on-screen again? That’d be a dream.”

The audience erupted into cheers again, and Graham dramatically fanned himself.

“Well, if you two ever do another movie together, let’s hope it’s a rom-com, because this kind of chemistry needs to be on display!”

Drew laughed, slipping his hand into yours.

“We’ll see what happens.”

Graham then leaned forward, eyes twinkling with curiosity.

“And Drew, since we’re on the topic, what has it been like dating Y/N? Fans are dying to know how you feel about it.”

Drew’s grip on your hand tightened slightly, and for a moment, he looked at you instead of Graham. The teasing smile softened into something more sincere.

“It’s honestly the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” he admitted.

The audience collectively sighed in adoration.

“I know that sounds dramatic, but it’s true. Y/N is just… she’s amazing. I don’t think I’ve ever met someone who balances me out the way she does. She’s the most patient, kind, and ridiculously talented person I know.”

You felt your heart swell at his words, heat creeping up your cheeks.

Graham pretended to wipe away tears.

“Oh, this is too sweet. Keep going!”

Drew laughed but continued.

“She makes everything feel easier. My life gets pretty crazy, you know? Between filming, traveling, press there’s a lot going on. But with her, it’s like… I always have this anchor. Someone who keeps me grounded. And the best part? She never tries to change me. She just lets me be me.”

The audience let out a chorus of “Aww!” and you squeezed his hand, feeling overwhelmed by how openly he was speaking.

“Okay, this is getting too romantic for me,”

Graham joked, fanning himself.

“I feel like we’re intruding on a private moment!”

Drew chuckled, looking back at you with a grin.

“Well, you asked, man.”

Graham shook his head playfully.

“I did, and I’m so glad I did! You two are adorable.”

The interview wrapped up soon after, but that moment the way Drew looked at you, the way his words made your heart feel like it might burst, was already making waves across the internet. Fans were calling you the Hollywood couple of the year. And honestly? You didn’t mind one bit.

[ariahmichelle]

Phoning It In- Drew Starkey x actress/reader

Part 2

You sat in the brightly lit Elle magazine studio, a mischievous grin spreading across your face as you reached into the bowl of folded slips of paper.

The Phoning It In segment was straightforward—draw a prank scenario, call one of your friends, and see how they react. You’d already done two ridiculous pranks, but when you unfolded your third prompt, your excitement kicked up a notch.

The slip read: “Say you’ve been asked to go on Love Is Blind and want to put your acting career on hold for it.”

“Oh, this is going to be good,” you said, laughing to the camera. “I’m calling Drew Starkey for this one. He’s going to lose his mind.”

Fans loved speculating about you and Drew. Your friendship had been under scrutiny for months, with fans pointing out how close you were off-screen. You’d both laughed it off in interviews, but recently, your feelings for Drew had started to shift. You’d been noticing his laugh a little more, catching yourself smiling at his texts for longer than usual. So this prank? It was the perfect opportunity to see how he’d react.

You dialed his number, nerves bubbling in your chest. After a few rings, Drew picked up.

“Hey, you,” he said, his voice warm and familiar. “What’s up?

“Hey, Drew. Um… I need to talk to you about something,” you said, trying to sound hesitant.

“Oh no. This sounds serious. Did you finally get banned from craft services?”

“Drew, I’m being serious,” you said, injecting some urgency into your voice, while trying to contain your laughter.

“I just… I’ve been offered this opportunity, and I wanted to get your opinion”

“Okay,” he said cautiously. “What kind of opportunity?”

You took a deep breath, setting the stage. “I’ve been asked to go on Love Is Blind.”

There was a beat of silence before Drew burst out laughing. “Wait, wait, wait. Love Is Blind? You? Oh, this is rich. Are they doing a celebrity edition or something?”

“No, it’s the regular one,” you said, feigning seriousness. “They reached out to me, and I think it’s a sign. I mean, I’ve been so focused on my career—maybe it’s time I try something new, you know? Like, find my soulmate.”

“Your soulmate? Through a pod?!” Drew was cackling now, but when you didn’t laugh along, he hesitated. “Wait… are you serious?”

“Yes, Drew!” you said, trying to sound exasperated. “I think this could be really good for me. But it means I’d have to take a break from Outer Banks for a while.”

“No. Nope. Absolutely not,” Drew said firmly, his tone more serious now. “You can’t leave Outer Banks. Are you kidding me?”

“Why not?” you asked, pretending to sound defensive.

“Because, for one, you’re too talented to leave all of this behind for some reality show. And two…” He paused, his voice softening. “The show would be awful without you. Like, genuinely terrible. And if you’re gone, who’s going to keep me sane on set?”

“I’m sure you’d manage,” you said, fighting to keep a straight face.

“No, I wouldn’t,” Drew said, his voice growing more animated. “Okay, you know what? If it comes down to this, I’ll just marry you myself. Problem solved. No pods, no weird dates, and Outer Banks keeps you. Win-win.”

Your breath caught at his words. “What?”

“I’m serious,” Drew said, laughing but also sounding genuine. “If that’s what it takes to keep you from leaving, I’ll do it. You’re not leaving, alright? End of discussion.”

For a moment you have to mute yourself to let out a laugh while Drew continues to rant but then there’s a second of silence on the end of the line and the tone of his voice shifted slightly, quieter now. “I mean… I don’t want you to leave. I don’t think I could do this without you. Not just the show, but… everything.”

Your heart raced as Drew trailed off, his words heavy with something unspoken. You weren’t sure what’s happening but you definitely didnt want it caught on camera so you quickly unmute yourself and let out an exaggerated laugh, cutting through the tension. “Drew, oh my God! It’s a prank!”

“What?” he asked, clearly thrown off.

“I’m filming a segment for Elle,” you explained, laughing as you tried to compose yourself. “I had to prank-call someone, and you were the perfect target.”

“Are you kidding me?” Drew groaned, though you could hear him laughing on the other end. “You’re unbelievable. I just fake-proposed to you. You realize that, right?”

“Oh, I realize,” you teased. “And I’m definitely not letting you live it down.”

You’re evil,” Drew said, laughing along with you, though you could hear the tension still lingering beneath his words. “You seriously had me going. I was about to start drafting a petition to keep you on Outer Banks.”

“Well, I’m not going anywhere,” you reassured him, your voice light. “But thanks for the marriage proposal. I’ll keep that in mind if I ever decide to quit acting for real.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he said, his tone playful again. “Remind me to prank you back when you least expect it.”

When the call ended, you turned to the camera with a big smile. “And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you successfully prank Drew Starkey. Bonus points for the fake marriage proposal.”

Later that evening, as you were heading home, your phone buzzed with a text from Drew.

Alright, you got me good. But seriously, don’t scare me like that again. I’d miss you too much. 😅 Also, come over later? I wanna talk about something.

Your heart skipped a beat as you stared at the message. Whatever Drew wanted to talk about, you had a feeling it wasn’t just about the prank.

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[lazysoulwriter]

meant to be. - drew starkey.

my heart!!!!!!!!!!!!! - part two!

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Drew Starkey had always been your best friend. Since childhood, he was your partner in crime, your safe place, the one person who truly knew you. And you? You were the same for him. You were Drew’s person—the woman of his life, even if it was just as friends.

At least, that’s what you both told yourselves.

Everyone around you saw it. The way he looked at you like you hung the stars in the sky. The way you always found your way back to him, no matter where life took you. Even in interviews, when Drew was asked about love, his answer was always the same: "I already have the most important girl in my life."

And everyone knew he was talking about you.

—

"You two are basically married."

That was the most common comment you heard when you were with Drew. Whether it was his castmates, his family, or even fans on the internet, it was a universal truth: you and Drew were something else.

Like that time when he brought you as his plus-one to a movie premiere, and instead of posing solo, he kept pulling you into the pictures. Or when fans noticed how his hand was always resting on your lower back, even when you were just walking down the street together.

"Do you realize how obsessed the internet is with us?" you teased one day, showing him a fan edit of the two of you on TikTok.

Drew smirked, scrolling through the comments. "Drew is so in love, he just doesn’t know it yet." He read out loud, then turned to you. "You think they have a point?"

You rolled your eyes, stealing his phone. "I think people love making things up."

But in reality, you didn’t know. And maybe you didn’t want to know. Because if you did, if you admitted it… what then?

—

Then, Drew had to leave.

It was the longest you’d ever been apart. A big movie deal took him overseas for months, and suddenly, your best friend wasn’t there.

At first, it was fine. You FaceTimed every day, sent each other voice notes, and made it a habit to text each other "good morning" and "good night." But nothing felt the same as having him right there.

You missed him. Too much.

And when you admitted it, Drew had sighed on the other end of the call, his voice softer than usual. "I miss you too, baby."

Baby.

That wasn’t new—Drew had called you that for years. But this time, your stomach flipped, and you found yourself lying awake that night, staring at the ceiling, thinking about what that meant.

—

The day Drew was coming back, you didn’t think twice. You got in your car and drove to the airport, ignoring the way your heart pounded the closer you got.

There was no grand plan. No big moment in mind. You just needed to see him.

And then, there he was.

Backpack slung over his shoulder, hat low over his eyes, Drew walked through the arrival gates like he was just another traveler. But the moment his gaze locked onto yours, everything else faded away.

You didn’t think. Neither did he.

The second you reached each other, Drew dropped his bag, his hands coming to your face as your lips met in the middle.

It wasn’t planned. It wasn’t something you had even considered happening today.

But it felt right.

Like something that had been waiting to happen for years.

Like home.

And when you finally pulled back, breathless, staring at each other in surprise, you both did the only thing that made sense—

You laughed.

Because, of course.

Of course, this was how it was meant to be.

"Well," Drew murmured, thumb brushing over your cheek, "guess we finally figured it out, huh?"

"Guess so," you whispered, grinning.

And just like that, without any grand gestures, without even saying the words, you and Drew started dating. Right there, in the middle of the airport, in front of a dozen people who probably recorded the whole thing.

Not that you cared.

Because finally, after years of dancing around it, you were exactly where you were meant to be.

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[totalswag]

Hi you! I was thinking about actress!y/n is in a ceremony and Drew is filming of obx s4, they're both so busy in their film industry, that they miss each other terribly that they kept contacting in messages and calls,

(especially him, who is very proud of her, who would like to be by her side even if she tells him to keep working on the set of obx, that she wouldn't want to disturb him. Like they both put up with each other so much they love each other)

that they haven't had time to talk to each other much, they want to meet up face to face again for once, so she decides to visit him as a little surprise to see him again in Charleston

surprise visit on set — DREW STARKEY

authors note thank for the request lovie! i have a few requests that i will work on or currently working on. all the love you guys have been showing me lately is absolutely amazing, i couldn't thank you lovies anymore. halfway to 1k too!!!

summary surprising drew on set after months of not seeing each other.

warnings cuteness thats all

masterlist

Being in a relationship where you both act and are continuously busy filming is difficult, but there is always time and space to see one other when you take a break from filming.

Drew and you began dating in 2021, after he completed season two of his show, Outer Banks. You met through mutual friends at a gathering and hit it off right away.

Outer Banks season four is presently in production, which means Drew is in Charleston filming. It's been about two months since you last saw each other, and you miss each other a lot.

You were on the red carpet on the premiere of your new movie. As you went through the crowd, cameras flashed and captured every moment. In the back of your head, you couldn't stop thinking about Drew and how much you miss him.

A young woman called your name where interviews stood infront of cameras waiting for you and your cast mates to interact. You smile with a kind wave, walking over.

“Miss, Y/N, "I must say you look absolutely stunning tonight in this dress you're wearing," she says, praising you from top to bottom.

"Thank you so much; it means a lot to me, and I'm glad I chose to wear this dress tonight," you giggle, smoothing your hands over your sides.

The interviewer asks you a few questions on both the film and your character. You were grateful to be asked these questions because you had worked so hard on set.

"Before we part ways, noticed your boyfriend, Drew Starkey, is filming season four for Outer Banks. How is that going, do you know?" She asks politely.

"We haven't seen each other in a while, but we text every day," you place the front strands behind your ear, "he said everything is going well on set and he can't wait for fans to see," you explain, smiling before saying goodbye.

You just hopped on a plane to Charleston to surprise Drew. You secretly organized this trip because you miss Drew and want to spend time with him. You can't wait to be in his arms again.

With all of your free time, you decided to pay Drew a visit and meet the rest of the cast, whom you consider friends as well.

When the plane landed, you walked down the stairs to find Maddie, Madison, and Carlacia waiting for you beside the car, holding two posters designed specifically for you. You took out your phone and started recording them as you came closer.

"Finally back with my hot bitches," you exclaim, extending your arms for a group hug.

"How long has it been since we saw you last?" Madison asks, "I don't know, but it's been too long," and then grabs your suitcase and places it in the trunk with your other belongings.

Everyone knows about you coming except for Drew. The look on his face will be priceless and unforgettable. Knowing you, you might cry.

A few hours go by, you left early with the girls to set since they are filming their scenes first. You were able to hid in Drew's trailer on the couch in the corner where he won't see you when he enters.

Drew's reaction was clearly visible on your phone. Hearing his voice get closer filled your tummy with butterflies. Taking a deep breath as you heard the doorknob turn.

"What time do you want me to get back on set again?" You hear him say this while the door is still open and you have no view of him.

"Okay, that sounds good; I'm going to take a quick nap," he says before entering his trailer.

His figure enters the trailer and turns right, with his back to you. When he turns around, all he sees is the love of his life in the corner, wearing the most beautiful smile that makes him fall harder each time. He can't believe you're standing in front of him now.

"Please tell me I'm dreaming right now and you're a vision," Drew blurts out, placing both hands over his head to digest what's going on in his mind.

"Don't think I'm a vision baby," you giggle, getting off the couch, "so are you gonna give me a kiss or stand there handsome?" You make amusing gestures. 

"Oh I'ma kiss you alright," he quickly responds, taking you in his arms, lifting you up with his arms; you wrap your legs around his waist.

You two remain like this for a full minute, taking up the sensation of being together. You place kisses all over Drew's face, making him giggle.

"I've missed you so much; seeing you now and seeing your beautiful face in person makes me so happy. Drew expresses himself meaningfully: "I fucking love you so much baby."

The tears come down your face, Drew's quickly to wipe them.

"I can't explain the emotions I'm feeling right now, but to sum it up, being in your arms again, hearing your voice, touching you, makes me want to not leave you."

Drew helped you get to your feet and led you to the couch. You inform him you have a surprise trip planned; he assumed you wouldn't see each other until next month. Drew gave you an update on how filming has gone, etc.

The past four days has been wonderful. You went onto set, met up with the crew and cast, beach, shopping, drinking, went out to dinner, etc.

Talked about the movie premiere and how your movie turned out after you watched it.

It's a lovely night in Charleston. The sun had just set, which was breathtaking from the view at dinner. Drew and you were strolling out of a restaurant holding hands, laughing at each other's jokes.

"Oh my gosh is that Y/N and Drew?" A faint voice from across the street causes you both to turn your heads at the same time, filled with curiosity.

"I suppose I am dreaming right now. I love you two so much and you've helped me so much, I can't thank you enough," the young girl confesses, struggling to fight back tears, "my name is Skylar."

Your heart warmed at Skylar's sweet comments. You and Drew instantly drew her into a group hug. Skylar wept with happiness. 

"Thank you for your love and support. We're both glad we could support you through your difficult periods in life, and we hope you'll keep fighting. Would you want a picture? Drew speaks with genuine sincerity, holding her hand and maintaining her composure.

After talking for a time, you took a few photos with Skyalr before going your separate ways. More fans have approached you two since your arrival. It's always good to meet supporters.

"How about we grab ourselves snacks from the gas station for a movie night and cuddle all night then possibly have a little fun" Drew implies with a hint a flirtatious about the having fun part.

You let a yelp when he squeezed your sides, leaning back against his body.

"Doesn't sound like a bad idea to me" you shrug, smiling.

Drew sighs and wraps his arms around your neck, "I'm glad you took the time to come here. I missed you so much and am finally able to be with you. I'm extremely proud of all of your hard work and your new movie. "I love you, baby."

"I love you more my sweet boy, best thing that's ever happen to me."

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fear of missing out. | drew starkey

adult content | minors do NOT interact.

⋆ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. Drew Starkey X female!Reader.

⋆ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. forbidden, distressing, hidden desire, a secret that is only yours, no one outside the four walls of your house knows what happens between you and your best friend's boyfriend..

⋆ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒). prohibited bid, obscenity, explicit sex, mention of eating disorder, toxic friendship.

After the introduction to the ceremony, the judge was preparing for the opening speech, dividing her attention between the bride and him, who was one of the groomsmen. His nervousness was visible; he smiled at the bride every five seconds, but his eyes remained low and sad. Every time their gazes crossed, he would pull away from the woman's voice at the altar, remembering what he had heard earlier: the sound of her voice, the desperation in her words, the last sensation he could feel, him.

Next to him, there she was. Her chest slightly puffed, her hair impeccably styled to the side in an elegant updo, tiny sparkles on her skin from the makeup. The smile lit up her face every time she looked at the bride. She radiated happiness for Nic. And you did too.

Of course you did.

"Sometimes, we get the impression that everything in our life must be done immediately; the rush of daily life limits us and controls the actions of destiny," — she caught your attention back to her words, but Drew and you continued to watch each other. "We are constantly disturbed by thoughts like: what if... what if we had spared the other from our presence, what if we hadn’t insisted on our story, what if the past wasn’t an obstacle to trust, what if my prayers for the other to find someone better and forget this madness of insisting on something broken had been answered, what if there were no 'us,' what if there were no 'you.'"

You touched below your eyes and looked at your moist index finger right after, both of you emotional as if that speech had been made for the two of you.

"These questions would never be answered because, regardless of how many 'what ifs' we add to our paths, destiny will continue to lead tomorrow in its own way. Our hearts don’t stop beating after being cracked, just like in the philosophy of kintsugi," she recited with a sweet and patient tone, as if cradling everyone in her arms. "We are not disposable when hurt; it is necessary to allow oneself to break, for that is how the light enters, through the cracks."

That’s how the light enters.

That phrase reverberated in your mind, and for a moment, you felt lucid enough to understand it. Bringing the tips of your fingers to your chest, you murmured the phrase to yourself, imagining the light he brought to your life pouring out through the cracks of your heart, like the sun that penetrates the gaps of a window, lighting up, even if for a few hours, a cold, damp, and dark house.

That’s how the light enters.

It sounded beautiful when spoken by a justice of the peace at a wedding where the couple truly belonged to each other. A truly happy couple, destined to be together, without needing to rush anything or hurt anyone along the way.

Nic and Vince had never been forbidden from each other. They fit perfectly, and everyone around them celebrated the genuine happiness reflected on their faces.

They never had to suppress feelings out of shame or renunciation. They never had to pretend.

They were free.

When you turned your attention forward again, the couple exchanged rings and made their final vows, sealing the pact with a kiss and a round of applause from everyone present. You and Drew synchronized your clapping, and the exchange of glances lasted exactly two seconds before Ariana took his attention, moved.

With soft jazz playing, the party continued, everyone engaged and talking joyfully with glasses of champagne, tasting exotic sweets typical of Vince’s hometown, Janina, in Greece. Each with a more peculiar name than the other. What drew the most attention was the aroma of spices and nuts coming from the couple’s short three-tier cake, wrapped in white fondant and some sort of mesh, with a few pearls.

You slid your fingers along the edge of the table covered with a hand-embroidered white lace tablecloth. You stopped in front of a delicately decorated sweet with an almond on top, tilted your head, and observed it for a few seconds. You inhaled lightly, mentally calculating the calories, but in the end, shook your head, closed your eyes, and put it all in your mouth.

"Where have you been all this time? I haven’t had the chance to greet you!" Ariana’s shout almost made you choke. Turning toward her, you laughed, holding back the discomfort. "I waited for you until noon. I thought we made it clear what time you were supposed to be at my house!"

"Can you speak a little quieter?" you asked, trying to stay calm. Ariana blinked a few times, loosening her attacking stance.

You loved her. She was your best friend. Maybe that was why you tolerated her... complicated personality, to say the least.

"You don’t have to be rude."

"I wasn’t rude." You took a deep breath, watching her change the subject. "I sent a message saying I’d be late. I had a problem with my dress."

Ariana looked you up and down with that superior look, narrowing her eyes. When she decided to make you her target, nothing seemed to convince her, not even the truth.

"You took so long, and you still chose the worst dress." The acidity in her voice was almost exaggerated. "I think a neckline like that is unnecessary for a respectable ceremony like this."

You clenched your teeth.

"It’s Nic’s wedding, you know how important this is to me!"

"Yes, I know."

She scanned your body with her clear eyes, searching for any flaw. Her fingers tightened around her shiny purse. She was uncomfortable, but her brutal honesty always seemed justified by the intimacy you two had shared for years.

Ariana loved you.

Or, at least, that’s what you believed.

"Is it just me, or were you eating a sweet?"

"Yeah... I was." You gave a sheepish smile, averting your gaze to the guests. In the middle of the dance floor, Drew was without a tie, his shirt open, a bottle of champagne in his hand while dancing with Nic. He seemed happy for her.

"If happiness makes you hungry, maybe you should try being sad more often." Ariana smiled and kissed your cheek before walking away.

As soon as she turned her back, you let out the breath you had been holding and rolled your eyes, watching her cross the lawn while shouting:

"DREW! CAN'T YOU HEAR ME CALLING YOU?"

"Bitch." You muttered, turning your back.

Furious, you grabbed a tray of almond sweets and walked to the back of the garden. There, a series of large rocks divided the space, separating it from a small forest with pine trees casting shadows over them. The cold was more intense on this side, as the movement of the plants indicated.

The lined-up stones on the ground served as seats, and you sat, placing the tray in your lap. Without tasting anything, you began shoving one sweet after another into your mouth, pushing them down your throat until it felt slightly sore. Food hadn’t had a taste for you in a while, so it didn’t really matter to you not knowing what it felt like to taste a sweet like that, just like normal people do.

"Would the lady refuse a dance?" The hoarse voice pulled you from your thoughts, making you lift your head. He was slightly leaning in, with an exaggeratedly polite gesture, and you frowned.

"Refuse? I don’t think that’s quite how you say it..."

"Well, to tell the truth, I’d prefer it if you said no. I’m exhausted."

A crooked smile appeared on your lips, and he lit up.

"I see. So, the party is over for you."

"I think so." His response came without much enthusiasm.

"Do you want to get out of here?" He suggested, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

You hesitated for a moment, glancing around. Everyone was distracted with dancing and jokes, and Ariana was out of your line of sight.

Drew, however, was there, in front of you, his hand extended in a silent invitation.

Of course, you accepted.

Running through the forest, holding up the skirt of your dress, you felt your heart race in time with your fast steps. The wind cut through your hair, and Drew’s carefree laughter echoed, following you like a shadow. It was impossible not to be caught up in that lightness, impossible not to forget, even if just for a moment, the weight of the day.

As you left the stone trail behind, the beach appeared before you. At the top of the rock, you closed your eyes and took a deep breath, letting the sea breeze fill your lungs. The salty smell mixed with the air, and the last rays of the sun tinted the sand with golden hues.

Your daydream was suddenly interrupted when Drew lifted you by your legs and sped down the slope, pulling a surprised scream from you. You clung to his shoulders, the laughter and panic blending in your chest as you felt the world spin.

When he finally set you down, the playful moment turned into a war. Cold water splashed back and forth, laughter mingled with shivers, and eyes squinted amidst the splashes. Drew grinned before attacking again, always determined to pull any trace of sadness from you.

As always, he was there, trying to save a piece of your life with a single moment.

A brief distraction was enough for him to knock you down into the shallow part of the sea, and your body fell next to his. Your gazes locked, so close now that you could see the tiny grains of sand stuck in his eyelashes. His breath brushed against your skin, warm and labored, mingling with yours in the dense air between you two.

"We can’t..." you whispered.

"We can never," he corrected, his voice rough. "But it’s what we want."

"At some point, what we want won’t matter anymore…"

"Exactly." He placed your hand against his lips and pressed a kiss there, almost reverently. "But that won’t stop mattering until I finally get what I want... and I want you. If not the right way, then the wrong way. Forbidden. But I won’t let you go."

The words came with a weight that made your stomach churn, and as he spoke, his lips traced a dangerous path across your skin. First along your fingers, then the palm of your hand, slowly climbing up your arm until they reached your neck. His other hand tangled in your hair, pulling you closer with no gentleness, eliminating any space between you. Not even the wind dared to pass through.

"Stop running from me," he murmured against your skin. "Don’t leave me any longer in this prison with Ari... this isn’t fair."

"I can’t," you denied, the tip of your nose brushing against his. "This is wrong. Dirty. She’s my best friend. She..."

"You're banned from talking about Ari for the next few hours…"

With each word that escaped his lips, he traced a new path with his own across your neck, pulling out sighs from you that seemed to pull you away from reality. Your judgment fragmented, shattered by the heat building within you. Your consciousness screamed, but your body responded differently—the damp warmth between your legs made your thighs press together, a silent confession of the desire consuming you.

Your hands trembled, torn between the urge to push him away and the unbearable desire to pull him even closer. The air around you felt heavy, charged with something dense, electric, like a storm about to burst. The brush of his breath against your skin made your spine involuntarily arch, your body acting on instinct before your mind could process it.

His lips slid from your neck to the curve of your shoulder, his teeth lightly scratching your warm skin. A violent shiver ran through your body, and you felt your chest rise and fall erratically. He noticed—of course, he noticed. A crooked smile formed against your skin before he pressed his lips there again, sucking, marking, as if he wanted to imprint his presence on every inch of you.

You gasped, your fingers finding the fabric of his shirt and clinging to it as if it were the only anchor preventing you from completely losing yourself. But he didn’t want to hold you—he wanted to drag you with him.

"I should stop, shouldn’t I?" His voice came low, loaded with irony and something darker, more dangerous. "But you don’t want me to stop."

He slid his fingers over your hip, slow, lazy, the hot tip tracing a winding path against the thin fabric that covered your skin.

The silence shattered like broken glass when he moved forward, his fingers sinking into your waist with calculated force. You barely had time to react before his lips claimed yours, hungry, fierce, as though he’d been waiting for this moment for far too long.

The shock coursed through your body like lightning, burning every nerve as your mouth molded to his in an embrace that was both violent and inevitable. His taste invaded your senses, warm, intoxicating, and you moaned against his lips, feeling the impact of surrender crash against your chest like a wave too powerful to resist.

He wasn’t in a hurry, but he wasn’t patient either. He kissed as if he were claiming, as though he were embedding a truth in you that even your attempts at denial couldn’t erase. His fingers moved to your face, holding it firmly, forcing you to surrender, to get lost in the erratic rhythm of tongues and teeth and gasps.

The world around you dissolved. There was no Ariana. No past, no future. Just the present, just the suffocating heat between you two, just the muffled sound of breaths mixing together.

You felt your back hit the cold bathroom wall, a stark contrast to the fire spreading through your skin during the winding path you took to your house just minutes before. You were in a rush, urgency pressing on you both, and even so close, you couldn’t pull apart along the way.

Desire won.

He pressed his body against yours, every muscle rigid, every line of his body marked by his presence. The hardness of his touch, the way he moved against you, made a low moan escape your lips, and that seemed to break any last resistance he might have had.

His hands descended, dragging across your skin like liquid fire, as if he wanted to decorate it with his very touch. He let out a rough grunt, a nearly primal sound that made your stomach drop, and when his mouth pulled away from yours for a moment, his eyes found yours, wild, charged with something you couldn’t name, but that you felt pulse inside you just the same.

"This..." He murmured, his thumb tracing your jawline before squeezing it, keeping your gaze locked with his. "Tell me you don’t want this."

But you didn’t say anything.

Because it would be a lie.

He didn’t wait for words. He didn’t need to. The answer was in the way your body yielded to his, in the way your hands gripped him as if you feared he might evaporate into the air.

The kiss began again with even more urgency. He devoured you as though he were on the verge of madness, as if tasting your mouth was the only thing that could calm him. His fingers climbed your arms, sliding down to your shoulders before intertwining in his hair, pulling, provoking a low growl against your lips.

He turned you, guiding your steps blindly until your back met the cold sink, the shock, the shiver, and a crooked smile appeared on his lips before diving again into your neck, exploring with kisses and bites that made your breath hitch.

The heat was unbearable, a complete contrast to the chill of the bathroom. You felt the urgency in the way his hands gripped your waist, as if he wanted to carve every curve of you into his palms. He lifted you effortlessly, making you sit on the edge of the sink, and the new angle made a sigh escape your lips.

His eyes were dark, wild. A muscle pulsed in his jaw as he stared at you, his breath heavy and erratic.

"You’re a problem," he murmured, his voice rough, as he dragged his lips down your jawline, heading toward your collarbone, biting hard enough to leave a mark.

You could barely respond. Desire pulsed inside you like an uncontrolled fire, and your hands slid over his chest, feeling the firmness of his muscles beneath the heated, taut skin.

The distant sound of water echoed before you realized he had turned on the shower. The steam began to fill the space, bringing with it a new layer of suffocating intimacy.

He pulled back slightly, only to grab your hand, guiding you with him into the shower.

The hot water hit your skin like a shock, blending with the heat of his body when he pulled you closer again. Clothes began to stick, becoming a useless weight between the two of you.

He stared at you for a moment, his eyes taking in every detail of your face before his fingers slid down the hem of your shirt.

"Do you have any idea what you're doing to me?"

The question came in a deep whisper, almost a lament.

But you didn’t answer.

Instead, you raised your arms and let him remove the last barrier between you.

The hot water fell over you both like a muffled curtain, creating a barrier that made the world outside disappear. He seemed even more relentless now, his eyes fixed on yours as if searching for some sign of hesitation. But there was no hesitation. No words were needed. The actions spoke louder, and the heat of his body against yours was all you could feel.

He pulled you closer, your bodies pressed against his with such intensity that it felt as if nothing else mattered. Each movement of his seemed to lead to an internal explosion, as though he were dissolving any trace of resistance inside you. His hands moved forcefully to your waist, squeezing, dragging his fingers over your bare skin, and you couldn’t stop the gasp that escaped your lips. He moved even closer, making the physical contact between you almost unbearable.

"Don't try to run," he whispered, his voice rough and deep, almost like a threat his body was already carrying out. The tension between you both grew, and the heat spreading over your skin seemed to amplify the feeling that there was no control over anything anymore. Time had stopped, frozen in that moment, and all that existed was the touch, the heat, the electricity crackling between your bodies, binding you in ways you could barely understand.

His fingers traced down once more, finding the line of your skin, touching, exploring with a precision that made your body arch, desperate for more. The sensation was overwhelming. Every touch, every press made the world around you fade away even further. There was nothing left but him, but the need to be closer, to be consumed. And yet, he challenged you with his gaze. Every movement, every gesture, seemed to say, "Don't stop," as if testing just how far you would go.

The sound of water hitting the shower walls was drowned out by your own soft moans and ragged breaths. Your bodies moved in a silent choreography, a dance that was as much about surrender as it was about control. When you touched him, your hands slid up to the curve of his neck, and then he kissed you again—deep, demanding, as if he couldn't wait another second.

Thought had long left you. You answered with the same intensity. Words no longer mattered. Only the touches, the gasps, the bodies tangled together in the heat of the moment.

His fingers traced over your shoulder, slipping the strap of your heavy dress down. Drew exhaled sharply the moment he realized there was nothing underneath. His gaze darkened as he took in your body, his hand sliding along your side as if marking you, his eyes burning with something primal, as though you were the last thing he ever wanted to taste.

A sudden urgency pulled your bodies together under the cascading water. Drew’s hand wrapped around the back of your neck as he claimed your lips, tongues tangling in a rhythmless duel. A long, trembling breath escaped between kisses as your hands slid down his chest, one traveling up to the nape of his neck while the other found its way to his cock, stroking in a slow, teasing motion.

Your movements paused for just a second as Drew pressed you against the cold porcelain wall, lifting one of your legs and wrapping it around his waist. That was all the invitation he needed. He thrust into you in one deep, unrelenting motion, swallowing your sharp moan with his lips.

No hesitation. No pretense. And he never once let go of your mouth.

"If this shit is ending sooner or later, then I want to be sure I fucked you like never before the last time I had the chance," he growled against your lips.

The hot water only fueled the intensity with which he buried himself inside you, your walls tightening around him as he thrust deeper. Drew poured every ounce of tension into the way his hands roamed—gripping your thighs, your ass—leaving no part of you untouched, unclaimed.

Your eyes met briefly between parted lips, and in the flickering candlelight of the bathroom, his irises gleamed, sharp with hunger, with pleasure barely held back. His breath hitched, a strangled moan escaping him as your back dragged against the slick wall from the force of his movements.

His hand traveled down the center of your stomach, slow, deliberate, until his fingers wrapped around your throat, guided by the bruises he had left the night before.

You held onto his stormy blue eyes, watching them darken with something wicked, something that devoured you from the inside out. Each thrust left him gasping, both of your bodies stealing the heat from the water, feeding off the fire between you instead.

"Drew..." you whimpered between shuddering breaths, your arms tightening around his waist.

With a sudden shift, he flipped you around, pressing your front against the fogged-up glass of the shower. One of your hands braced against the surface while the other dug into his grip as he pulled you back onto him, filling you once more.

He used the tension in your legs to keep you close, grinding deeper, harder, until the rhythm became something primal, something desperate.

His hand moved in sync with the water, sliding up your stomach before closing around your throat again.

His lips brushed against the damp strands of your hair, and a low, guttural groan vibrated against your skin as your walls clenched around him, making his thrusts falter. Not satisfied, you rolled your hips against him, and whatever control he had left snapped.

With a bruising grip, he slammed into you again, your breath hitching as your vision blurred. His wild, feverish gaze met yours in the reflection, pupils blown wide, body taut with restraint unraveling at the seams.

Your broken moans only spurred him on.

Neither of you gave a damn about what would happen next.

But right here, right now—Drew Starkey was yours.

And nothing could change that.

[bibiwrld]

up and coming— actor!drew starkey x actress! black fem oc!

Synopsis: Drew Starkey and new actress Percie Terrance, are being interviewed for their new erotic- romance film, ‘Puppet’. Oc is 23.

Character Mood board/ themes: Puppet

Finally at the interview to wrap up their press tour for Luca Guadagnino’s ‘Puppet’, they were in the beautiful city of Rome, Italy.

Sitting down side by side on an expensive leather couch, they had a few more minutes before the interviewer was ready.

Drew glanced at Percie, her exterior was very poised and collected, but he knew she was nervous. She always got nervous before an interview. He remembered when they were in Japan and he did breathing exercises with her moments before their interview.

“Hey.”

That caught her attention. Her brown doe eyes found his ocean blue ones.

Giving a cheeky smile, she replied. “Hey.”

He patted her hands that were clasped in her lap. “You’re going to be fine, you’re made for this shit.”

A small laugh escaped her. “Thanks Drew.”

His lips curved upwards and eyes slightly creased at the sound of her laughter. “You’re welcome.”

The interviewer finally took a seat across from them. “You guys ready?”

Tearing their eyes away from each other. “Yes!”

Fixing their postures, they sat comfortably with a distance between them.

“3..2..1!”

“Hello everyone, we’re here with—”

“Percie Terrance.” Her smile was bright.

“And Drew Starkey.” He gave a small awkward wave.

“Not to give all the attention to Percie—” The interviewer started. “But I would love to know more about her.”

Drew crossed his legs with a smile. “No, no, go ahead, she’s really the star here.” His eyes were now on his co star.

She smiled uncontrollably at his words, giving him quick glances.

The interviewer chuckled at the pair. “So Percie, you’ve said in previous interviews, that this was your first role…ever?”

Nodding with a small voice, she answered. “It is. I’m so grateful for this opportunity, to work with THEE Luca Guadagnino and the talented Drew Starkey.” Her eyes now fell on the man beside her, who was already looking at her.

“What was your first reaction to getting the role?”

She let out a dry laugh, with a slanted smile. “I thought it was a joke, honestly. I didn’t have any experience on camera —just high school theatre experience and some acting classes. I auditioned just for the fun of it, I didn’t really..think that I’d get it.”

Somehow, Drew was a little closer to her than before, leaning over to her. “You have raw talent.” He whispered in her ear, his breath fanning against her skin.

She giggled at the feeling, touching her ear.

Drew looked down and smirked.

“Drew, what was your reaction to meeting Percie?”

Looking at her from his peripheral vision, he watched as she flipped her freshly silk pressed hair. “ I was stunned. At our first meeting, which was at the table read through, she called me by my first name, being all respectful and professional— but still very shy and nervous about the whole thing, so cute.” He laughed to himself.

Percie playfully pushed him by his shoulder. “ Don’t tell them that, Dreeeewwww!”

He didn’t budge at her weak attempt, only chuckling. “But I was so happy to teach her everything I knew, she’s a fast learner.”

The interview smirked at the bubbling chemistry between the two.

“Were there any challenges during filming?”

Drew turned his head to Percie, gesturing for her to answer.

“Thank you.” She muttered to him softly. “ I would say fully transforming into my character, Angelica. She’s a very independent, intelligent, sexy—”

“You’re literally describing yourself.” Drew cheesed.

Her eyes widened at his flirtatious comment, her cheeks feeling hot. “Drew.” She couldn’t help but smile. “As I was saying, Angelica is also this badass dominatrix. She’s so detailed oriented, confident, never lets shit get to her, there were times where it was hard to be her because of some of my insecurities.”

Drew’s lips slightly frowned at her last couple of words. “ I didn’t have much of a challenge during filming, anyone would be a submissive, pathetic mess for a woman like her.”

Was he trying to kill her on camera from all these flirty stares and comments?

Percie couldn’t believe her costar, shyly hiding her face.

“Oh wow.” The interviewer was caught off guard. “Well, the on screen chemistry sure is very much alive off screen. All of social media is dying to know, are you guys dating?”

Drew smiled with all his teeth, not giving an answer, only looking to Percie.

She fixed her hair. “Why’re you looking at me?”

He sighed, looking at the interviewer. “ Sad news for the fans, no, we are not dating.”

“We’re both really good friends.” Percie chimed in, eyeing the camera.

Drew scratched his head, trying not to show any signs of being hurt by those words. “Yeah.” He gave a small nod along with a tight lipped smile.

“Um, Percie, I heard that you know Italian. Could you say a little something to close off for us?”

“Of course!” She perked up. “Umm.. grazie per averci invitato. Tutti, per favore, andate a vedere Puppet in un cinema vicino a voi.” She put some hair behind her ear shyly, looking at the camera with a warm smile.

“Isn’t she just perfect at this stuff?” Drew cupped his cheeks, leaning towards her, his eyes staring admiringly at her.

🎀

Translation: Thank you for having us. Everyone please go watch Puppet at a cinema near you.

[drewsbuzzcut]

I Can See It In Your Eyes

Drew Starkey x Evangeline Sinclair (OC)

Warnings: none that I can think of (this is also lightly edited so sorry for any mistakes)

“Evangeline!”

“Ms. Sinclair over here!”

“Look this way!”

The young starlet walks down the red carpet, the train of her gown in her hand as she makes her way to an interviewer. The buzzing crowd does nothing for her nerves, but she focuses on the pride she feels as everyone calls out for her.

“We’re here with Evangeline Sinclair. She walked the red carpet for the first time just yesterday for her premiere of her brand new horror movie. Everyone seemed to love it and the reviews are to die for. How do you feel?” The interviewer dives in straight away.

Evangeline only has a millisecond to catch her breath.

“So excited. This movie is special to me and I want people to really feel that. I hope that transcribes well through all the hard work that was put into that project,” she breathes out, hands clutched over her heart to show that her words are heartfelt.

“Today you’re here as well to support your fellow Loewe crew and Luca who you’ve previously worked with.”

“Yes, I am. Luca is a fantastic director and he’s perfect at having a vision and making it come to life. I’m honored to be here to celebrate and support such an amazing film and an amazing cast and crew”

“If you don’t mind shifting gears, rumor has it that Drew Starkey is your newest costar for another horror movie coming out sometime next year,” the woman says excitedly.

“Well I guess it isn’t a rumor anymore. Yes, he’s my costar and we’re actually in the middle of filming. Our lovely cast and crew were gracious enough to allow us to be here supporting our other projects,” Evangeline grins, a little flutter growing in her heart at the thought of Drew.

“Well the chemistry must be strong between you two. I can just feel the electricity buzzing when you walk by one another,” the interviewer points out, making a blush form on the actress’s cheeks.

“He’s amazing to work with. What can I say? Our chemistry is unmatched and that’s why we’re starring in a major movie together,” she muses through a big grin.

“I think I heard my name,” Drew chimes in, popping up behind Evangeline.

His hand finds the small of her back and he places a chaste kiss to her cheek, furthermore making her face blaze.

“Drew! How kind of you to join us. What’s it like working with this generation’s scream queen?”

Both Drew and Eva share a quick glance, their eyes quickly flitting away from each other. The girl is highly aware of his large hand still present on her back.

“Ah man. She’s- yeah she’s perfect. Someone that everyone wants to work with, and I just so happen to be the lucky one to do so. She’s super talented and she really knows how to put dedication into the craft,” Drew compliments, directing his gaze back to her.

They all look at each other just about speechless. Evangeline wasn’t expecting for him to say that and it clearly caught the interviewer off guard.

“He’s such a flatterer. I should be saying that I’m the lucky one, being able to work with him,” she shakes off her surprise.

“And soon everyone will be the lucky ones when they’re able to see your film in theaters.”

Evangeline turns her body into Drew’s, her hand landing on his chest in an affectionate manner. Although their touches seem to be mostly platonic, everyone will still be able to see the tension bouncing between their eyes.

“We can’t wait for everyone to see it,” Drew gleams and squeezes the actress into his side.

“Thank you, Drew and Evangeline. It was nice talking to you both,” the interviewer concludes her interview and the duo bid their goodbyes.

“You should pose with me for pictures,” Drew leans down to whisper in her ear.

The girl blushed furiously this time, heart practically beating out of her chest. Whenever she’s around Drew, her senses go haywire.

“No way. You’re the star of the night,” she huffs out.

“And you’re always a star.” Can he be any more perfect?

“One picture. Only one, Drew,” she gives in.

After a few pictures- after the paparazzi couldn’t get enough of them -the duo make their way inside, away from any prying eyes or lenses.

“I didn’t get a chance to tell you that you look beautiful,” Drew sighs as if it's been weighing on his chest.

“Thank you. You look handsome as well.”

His hands find their way back onto her back, slowly tugging her into him for a long overdue hug. Evangeline doesn’t dare stop herself from looping her arms around his neck. His hair tickles her fingers in a pleasant way, reminding her of all the times she’s played with his hair on set.

If someone were to see them, they’d think they’re a couple. Hell, sometimes her mind even tricks her into thinking they’re a couple. Truth is, their bond has become so strong, a catalyst from co-starring in a movie together. Their characters are each other’s love interest, and they’ve had their fair share of onscreen kisses that have pushed their relationship to toe the line between fiction and reality.

Snapping the girl out of her thoughts, Drew slides a hand down her arm and interlocks their fingers.

“Shit. I need to get going and meet up with Luca and Daniel and everyone else,” he mutters, lowering his head in slight annoyance.

“Nervous, Starkey?” There’s a tease hidden in her words and Drew catches it right away.

He fights off a bubbling laugh and just presses a hard kiss to her cheek.

“It’s okay if you’re nervous,” she adds after he fails to respond.

“I’m fine. I know you’ll be in there, seated right behind me,” he says and gathers her in his arms once again. Even in heels, Eva still has to be on her tiptoes to press her forehead to his.

“Mmm right. I almost forgot that I’m your non-date,” she laughs. Drew had asked her to accompany him during his film's premiere day, knowing that her presence will keep him calm. He also can’t deny that he adores seeing her dolled up and by his side.

“Date,” he corrects her. She stays silent, just peering into his baby blues.

“I’m proud of you,” she whispers and finally returns his cheek kiss.

“I have to get going.”

“Go superstar,” she playfully pushes at his chest.

He squeezes at her hips, reluctantly pulling away to catch one last, longing gaze at her before meeting the cast and crew for Queer.

a/n: I haven’t written for Drew in a while, so I hope y’all truly enjoy it

Let me know if there’s anything specific you want to see with Drew and Evangeline!

[leather-n-velvet]

High & Low: Part V

A Drew Starkey x singer/actress!OC SMAU

Summary: While on hiatus from touring and wanting to branch out with her career, Ivy Blake auditions for OBX, immediately hitting it off with none other than Drew Starkey during their chemistry read. As tension and drama brew between the two, can they get through the highs and lows that come with fame and relationships together?

A/N: I just want to preface this chapter- this is FICTION. This is an alternate universe and in no way reflects the actual people. I have just used them as a device of convenience due to picture availability. Please do not send anyone any hate.

Also, there are two more little blurbs in this one. I'm still getting back into the swing of writing, so I'm very sorry if it's horrible 😬

Chapter warnings: allusions to sex (no actual smut, but MDNI), cursing, O mentions (sorry).

Dividers by: @cafekitsune ⭐️🌙

Previous Part // Masterlist

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haley_james BEAUTIFUL. AMAZING. STUNNING. SHOW STOPPER.

drewstarkey wow. fuck me.

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drewstarkey wow

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user5 BODYODYODYODY

user7 perfection

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haley_james because she can. hope this helps. 😊

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user4 can she be any more perfect?

user8 MOTHER

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Ivy’s phone:

Finstas

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starboyd my girl 🩵

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lacigurl YES I TOLD UR ASS

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O's phone:

Drew’s phone:

Drew was… for lack of a better word, fucked. At least, he thought he would be once he told Ivy the situation. Of course, Ivy was a very understanding person but this was a big deal to her. But how could he go back on his word to O*dessa and A*aron? The guilt was already building, knowing he’d have to disappoint one person he cared about.

“Baby?” He called, walking to the doorway of Ivy’s home studio. It was her sanctuary, truly. All the plants, the warm colors, the mismatched rugs, the couches from her favorite antique stores, she could truly let her creativity flow in a place like this. 

She turned, her beautiful smile lighting up the room as she rose from the piano. “Hey, I didn’t hear you get back. I was talking to Poppy about Sunday and since you and I don’t want to go fully public yet, she said you can hang out with her and Haley while I do my photo ops.”

Their lips met in a sweet but steamy kiss before he pulled back, hands resting on her hips. “About that, I have some bad news.”

Her eyebrows crinkled, wondering what in the world could have happened between when they'd woken up wrapped in each other this morning, her blissfully sore from their reunion the night before, and the hour he had been on his run. “What?”

“Um, I have a thing for a friend that I promised I’d go to. I’m so sorry, baby. Everything has just been insane lately and I completely forgot. I didn’t even remember until O*dessa reminded me.”

Ivy felt a slight dip in her stomach at the mention of the girl’s name. Drew hadn’t given her any reason to be jealous nor to worry, but O*dessa always just seemed to be there. Something in her gut told her not to trust her completely, but until Drew gave her a reason not to trust him, she wasn’t going to be the crazy girlfriend causing issues with his friends.

Drew watched as the disappointment settled on her face, making his heart ache. There weren’t many things in this life that he absolutely hated, but this was definitely the top of the list. Only a month together and he was already disappointing her. 

“Oh. Well, okay.” She muttered, pasting on a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

“Are you okay?”

She sighed, “I mean, I’m a little sad but you made a commitment. I can’t be mad at you for being a good friend and following through.” 

“I swear, I’ll make it up to you, sweetheart.” He pulled her closer, brushing his lips against her forehead. “I hate that I’m not going to be there. I know this is a big deal for you.”

She smiled softly at him, “It’s one event, honey. I’m a big girl.”

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JillianBlake so proud of you honey ❤️

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Ivy's phone:

After Drew had gotten back to her house twenty minutes after their last text, she had pretended to be asleep but her mind was racing with worry. He brushed a kiss to her head before settling in behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist to pull her closer.

Ivy couldn't shake it as she looked back at her dimmed phone. The pictures that O*dessa had posted made her blood boil. An event supposedly so important that Drew had to come to and they looked like they were playing dress up to pose for selfies. She didn't want to judge, O*dessa and A*aron were younger than she and Drew were, so maybe she was overthinking it and looking for issues but she couldn't help it.

Haley and Poppy were genuinely confused as to why Drew wasn't at the show after she had talked him up so much and was so excited that he was accompanying her. To tell them that he had to cancel last minute was borderline embarrassing.

Even through text, she could tell Drew was feeling guilty about the situation, so it was hard to be completely mad at him. There was just something that was telling her that the whole thing seemed fishy.

A/N: Aaaaaand we have drama. Please let me know what you think and if you'd like to be added to the taglist. I'm so grateful for all of the likes, reblogs, and feedback I've gotten! HUGE thank you to @starkeysbebe for all of her help in this fic!!!

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[willowpains]

Hiii can u maybe do something like Drew surprising Latina actress! Reader to her home town and him meeting her family? 💕

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drew starkey x latina actress reader!

“Mami, ¿porque mi puerta está-(Mom, why is my door-)” you stopped yourself from shouting to your mom as you opened the door to your room, revealing Drew, your boyfriend, with a bouquet of flowers and a huge smile on his face.

Your hands flew to your mouth in surprise, as you gasped, truly in shock.

Drew had just called you this morning, telling you how much he missed you, and how busy he was with doing press for Queer, his new movie.

How was he here, with you, in your bedroom?

“Hi baby” he said laughing softly, looking at you with small eyes due to his big smile almost covering his entire face.

You slowly drop your hands from your mouth, still in shock, as you watch him approach.

With eyes moving between him and the flowers in front of him, you accept them, slightly shaking as he engulfs you in a hug.

He chuckles as he presses a soft kiss at the top of your head.

You lean back a little, enough to be able to look at him, the shock and surprise slowly dying, making room for the excitement and happiness of having him in front of you.

“Que, como…(What, how…)” you barely let out, your brain not even allowing you to speak in English to him.

Drew lets out a chuckle throwing his head back at your reaction, capturing your lips in a deep kiss before explaining.

“I’m glad you were really surprised” he says as you walk to your dresser to place the flowers, and walking back to him just to jump into his arms.

He sighs in content as he catches you, your legs wrapping around his waist as he walks you both to your bed, sitting down with you on his lap.

“I still can’t believe you’re here” you said with a smile, your eyes gleaming up at him. “You lied to me, you said you were doing press!” you playfully hit him on the chest.

A laugh escapes of him, as he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, smiling down at you.

“I have a few free days until the next round of press interviews” he explains, resting his hand on your leg. “And I missed you too much”.

You smile at him, reaching up to cradle his cheek as you press a kiss against his lips.

“I’m really happy you’re here” you say, breaking the kiss to look at him, softly caressing his cheek with your thumb.

He smiles, looking between your eyes and your lips.

“Me too” he lets out softly.

Your heart flutters as his eyes wander on your lips for a little longer.

“Was my mom behind all of this with you?” you ask, raising your brows up at him, as you throw your arms behind his neck, pulling him closer.

He chuckles, caressing your side.

“You know she loves me” he smirks playfully.

You push him fully on the bed until he falls back, smiling mischievously up at you.

“Oh yes, I know” you said as you leaned down, smiling dangerously at him.

Safe to say that was one of the best surprises he’s ever given you.

Drew had met your family back when you were filming season one.

Him and Madelyn had traveled with you to enjoy home for the few days of break you had.

And your family had absolutely loved him.

Your mom specifically.

Even when you still were just friends, she already treated him as if he was part of the family already.

And she never lets your forget how she always “felt” how you two were meant to be together.

Her instincts were always right, you had to give it to her.

“Ay Drew!” your mom shouts, standing up from the couch in excitement as she sees him, opening her arms ready to embrace him.

You giggle softly as he crouches down to hug your mom back.

“It’s nice to see you all again” he says, moving to greet your dad, who is happy to see him, but not as much as your mom.

Your dad shakes his hand after giving him a hug.

“Es bueno verte hijo (Is good to see you son)” he says as he pats him on the back.

A smile appears on your face as you hear your dad’s words.

He loved speaking spanish to him, he liked to feel a little in control with your boyfriend.

“Hey Drew” your younger brother lets out, walking out of the kitchen and greeting him happily.

They both get into a conversation about a video game Drew had recommended him, making you smile.

Your mom walks up to you, taking you in her arms, giving you a hug.

“You liked the surprise?” she asks, smiling brightly at you.

You nod happily, giving her a kiss on the cheek, making an exaggerated kiss sound.

“I loved it, thank you so much mami, I’m really happy” you say, giving her another hug.

She sighs, leaving a kiss on your temple, and leaning her head against yours.

The both of you watch Drew and your dad talking, while your brother listens attentively.

“Me encanta verte feliz mi niña (I love seeing you happy my girl)” she says, as she squeezes you a little between her arms.

You smile at her words.

“Sin presiones (No pressure)” she pauses, looking down at you. “Pero yo siento que el es el bueno (But I feel like he’s the one)” she lets out with a smile.

Your heart starts pounding harder in your chest at her words.

You had thought about that many times.

Him being it for you.

“Eso espero (I hope so)” you murmur, your eyes lost watching Drew smiling and laughing in your couch, with your family, in your space.

Being part of your life.

In your mind, you were already planning everything you were going to be doing while he visited.

All the new spots you had to show him, experiences you wanted to share, and all the time you would be spending together.

A smile appeared on your face.

Your family meant the world to you.

As well as Drew.

What would you do without them?

You were really grateful your family liked him.

Loved him, just as much as you did.

Because it just felt right every time you were all together.

He fitted right in, like he was always supposed to be part of you all.

And you couldn’t be more happy.

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thank you so much for you request! I absolutely loved the ideaaa, and I hope you liked it<3

already working on a moodboard for this concept, I’m obsessed

I feel like I might start writing little blurbs and short concepts with different ideas, sometimes I feel like it needs to be this huge story for people to get into it, but short blurbs are also fun right?

[shrimpybbq]

drew starkey and obx actress!reader

drew and obx actress!reader who have the most legendary season 4 bts photos ever, plus the pics that fans manage to take of them wandering around morocco and south carolina when they’re filming.

they’re seen at the markets together after shooting and fans think they see them holding hands, but maybe obx actress!reader was just reaching for her purse… they’ve been awfully close all night though, and fans fail to capture the moment when drew places a quick kiss against her temple. it’s something rafe as a character does a lot and drew has started to grow fond of it.

obx actress!reader being drew’s passenger princess in morocco, his open top rental car allowing fans to snap pics of the pair ready to explore the desert.

the pair taking a cheeky pic in bed in between takes, their smiles hinting at the steamy scene they were filming, with obx actress!reader only clad in ‘rafe’s’ oversized shirt. her bare legs had been out the whole scene and drew was loosing his cool, especially when the director called cut (he wants to keep going).

at the season 4 premiere, everyone is excited to see the cast again. drew arriving before obx actress!reader, only to quickly run to her car to help her out and walk her to the red carpet. he lets her have her solo photo moment before joining her side. his arms instinctively wrap around her waist as he draws her closer to his side, the pair posing like usual. the cameras catch the flirty, cheeky gazes shared between the two actors, though later in the evening, the pair are seen a little tipsy and clinging to each other, hands intertwined as they celebrate their hard work.

[rafedarling]

Maybe a Drew x fem famous reader, when Drew accidentally walks out of a store holding a drink he didn’t pay for.You: “DREW, YOU JUST STOLE THAT.” Drew panicking “I THOUGHT I BOUGHT IT.”Cue him running back inside, dramatically throwing cash at the cashier, and apologizing way too much.

𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥

pairing: drew starkey x famous!reader

summary: a peaceful coffee run takes an unexpected turn when drew, in all his distracted glory, accidentally walks out of a store with a drink he didn’t pay for. cue sheer panic, a dramatic redemption arc, and you trying not to laugh as your boyfriend over-apologizes to a very confused cashier.

warning(s): english is not my native language. fluff, drew being an adorable mess, secondhand embarrassment, and an excessive amount of apologizing.

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Your and Drew morning had started off perfectly.

You and Drew had just wrapped up a long press tour, and finally, a lazy day together was in order. Hoodies, sunglasses, and a quick coffee run, so simple, right?

Well… almost.

You held Drew’s hand as you both walked into the small coffee shop, a place that had become a quiet favorite of yours over the past few months. It wasn’t too crowded, the baristas were nice, and most importantly, they made the best iced vanilla lattes.

Drew was half-distracted, scrolling through his phone with his free hand, probably checking a text from his agent.

Meanwhile, you stepped up to the counter, ordering your usual and Drew’s preferred cold brew. He grinned at you, pocketing his phone and wrapping an arm around your shoulder while the barista rang you up.

The moment the drinks were placed on the counter, you thanked the barista, grabbed your cup, and turned to Drew, expecting him to do the same. Except—

He was already walking out the door.

With his drink.

That he did not pay for.

Your eyes widened as you called after him.

“DREW, YOU JUST STOLE THAT.”

Drew, mid-sip, froze in place.

His blue eyes widened in sheer horror as he turned to look at you, then at the store, then at the drink in his hand. You could practically hear the gears turning in his head.

“I THOUGHT I BOUGHT IT.”

You bit your lip to keep from laughing as he stood there, looking like a deer caught in headlights. The barista behind the counter blinked at him, half-amused, half-confused.

“Babe,” you whispered through your giggles, walking toward him.

“You didn’t even take out your wallet.”

Drew’s face turned a shade of pink you rarely saw.

“Oh my god. Oh. my god.”

His voice came out in panicked whispers before he turned on his heel and sprinted, actually sprinted back inside.

What happened next would be forever etched into your memory.

Drew dramatically dug into his pocket, pulled out a handful of bills, and threw them onto the counter.

“I AM SO SORRY,” he announced, as if he had just committed a grand felony.

“I SWEAR I DIDN’T MEAN TO—I WAS JUST—I GOT DISTRACTED AND—”

The barista, bless his soul, simply nodded.

“Happens all the time, dude.”

But Drew wasn’t done.

“I SWEAR I’M NOT A CRIMINAL.”

You lost it.

You actually doubled over laughing, tears pricking at your eyes as Drew continued his over-apologizing spree. The poor barista just gave him a thumbs-up, clearly unsure of what to do with the sixteen dollars Drew had thrown at him for a four-dollar drink.

“Baby,” you wheezed, stepping beside him.

“I think they forgive you.”

Drew exhaled dramatically, running a hand through his hair as if he had just survived a life-threatening event. He turned to you with a sheepish expression.

“I panicked.”

You wrapped an arm around his waist, grinning up at him.

“I noticed.”

He groaned, hiding his face in your hair.

“I can never come back here again.”

The barista, who was definitely going to tell this story later… cleared his throat.

“No worries, man. I’ll just put a ‘Wanted’ poster up with your face.”

You cackled as Drew shot him a look of pure betrayal.

“Bro, don’t do me like that.”

Still laughing, you tugged on Drew’s hoodie, pulling him toward the door.

“Come on, Bonnie, let’s go before you accidentally commit another crime.”

Drew huffed but followed you, his arm slung lazily around your shoulders as you walked back to the car. He glanced down at you, a lopsided smile playing on his lips.

“You’re never letting me live this down, are you?”

You smirked.

“Not a chance, Clyde.”

And with that, the legend of Drew Starkey: Accidental Criminal was born.

[ariahmichelle]

Secrets Out- Drew Starkey x Actress!reader

Can be read as a stand alone but it is Part 3 of ‘phoning it in’ Part 1 here Part 2 here

Also my requests are open!!

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It had been almost 3 months since you and Drew confessed your feelings for one another. The transition from friends to… something more was surprisingly natural. You’d agreed to keep things under wraps for now, wanting to enjoy this budding relationship without the pressure of others watching.

You and Drew became official two weeks ago and of course, have yet to tell your mutual friends, both of you amused by watching them slowly catch on.

Tonight, though, the entire Outer Banks cast was gathering for a night out to celebrate before filming for Season 4 began, you knew some of them had been sensing a shift between you and Drew but none of them have questioned either of you yet.

However you knew it wouldn’t be much longer before the secret is out.

The girls—Madelyn, Madison, and Carlacia—were already at your apartment, getting ready. Your place had turned into a full-on glam zone, with curling irons, makeup bags, and laughter filling the space. Madison was expertly applying eyeliner while Carlacia debated between outfits, and Madelyn scrolled through her playlist to set the mood.

You were perched on the edge of your bed, fixing your hair in a handheld mirror. It was a classic girls’ night, full of chatter and teasing.

“You look cute,” Madelyn said, glancing over at you with a grin. “Who are you trying to impress?”

“No one,” you said quickly, but the way your cheeks heated gave you away.

Madison wasn’t buying it. “Come on, you’re glowing. Who is it?”

“Yeah,” Carlacia chimed in, looking up from her outfit choices. “There’s definitely someone. Spill.”

You laughed nervously, brushing them off. “I’m just excited to go out. That’s all.”

But as the conversation shifted back to which heels would be most comfortable, your phone buzzed beside you. You glanced down to see a text from Drew.

Me and the boys are otw. Can’t wait to see you sweetheart xx

You bit your lip to suppress the smile that immediately followed and typed back a quick reply.

You thought you’d played it cool, but Madison caught the way you tried to hide your grin. “Okay, who are you texting?”

“No one important,” you said, tossing your phone onto the bed.

“Uh-huh,” Madelyn said, smirking. “Sure, we believe you.”

Luckily, the doorbell rang, saving you from further interrogation. You stood up quickly, smoothing down your outfit. “That’s the boys.”

As you opened the door, the guys poured in, bringing their usual loud energy. Chase, Rudy, JD, Austin, and finally Drew stepped through the threshold. Drew’s eyes immediately found yours, and his face softened with a warm smile.

“Hey,” he said, his voice low.

“Hey,” you replied, your chest fluttering as he stepped inside.

“Alright, let’s get this party started!” Rudy announced, holding up a bottle of tequila.

Drinks were poured, laughter echoed through your apartment, and the group settled into their usual rhythm. As the night unfolded, you found yourself hyperaware of Drew. He was his usual charming self, joking with JD and Austin, but every so often, you’d catch him glancing at you. When your eyes met, he’d give you a subtle smile that sent your heart racing.

Meanwhile, you noticed Chase leaning toward Rudy, whispering something and glancing in your direction. You pretended not to notice, but you had a feeling they were starting to pick up on the little moments between you and Drew.

Eventually, the group decided it was time to hit the bar. It was one of your favorite spots downtown, with good music, strong drinks, and plenty of room to dance.

As you weaved through the crowd at the bar’s entrance, Drew’s hand found the small of your back. The simple touch sent a shiver down your spine, but it also felt protective, grounding. He guided you through the throng of people, staying close behind you until you reached the table the group had claimed.

“Everyone good?” Drew asked, his hand lingering on your back for a moment longer before he pulled away.

“Great,” you said, glancing up at him.

He smiled down at you, and for a moment, it felt like it was just the two of you, despite the chaos of the bar around you.

The night picked up quickly. Drinks flowed, the girls dragged you onto the dance floor, and the guys took turns buying rounds at the bar. You found yourself caught up in the energy, but your eyes kept drifting to Drew. He was at a table with the guys, laughing at something Rudy said, but every so often, you’d catch him looking at you.

Finally, after watching him from across the room for too long, you decided to do something about it. Dancing your way back to the table, you stopped in front of the boys, hands on your hips.

“Alright, enough sitting around,” you said with a teasing grin. “All of you, up. Dance time.”

The guys groaned in unison, but you weren’t taking no for an answer. Grabbing Drew’s hand specifically, you pulled him up. “Especially you.”

He laughed, letting you drag him onto the dance floor. “You’re relentless.”

“You love it,” you shot back, spinning around to face him.

As the two of you danced, the rest of the cast slowly joined in. But you and Drew stayed close, moving in sync with the music. You could feel the weight of your friends’ gazes, especially when Drew placed his hands on your hips.

Leaning into his ear, you said, “I think they’re catching on.”

Drew tilted his head down to yours, his breath warm against your ear. “Maybe we should give them another hint.”

Before you could ask what he meant, he leaned in and kissed you.

It wasn’t a tentative kiss; it was confident, sure, and full of feeling. The world around you seemed to blur, and for a moment, it was just the two of you.

When you pulled back, cheers erupted around you. “Finally!” Madison shouted, clapping her hands.

“Took you two long enough,” Chase added, grinning.

You buried your face in Drew’s chest, laughing at their reactions.

Drew wrapped his arms around you, holding you close. “Guess the secret’s out,” he murmured.

You looked up at him, smiling. “Yeah, I guess it is.”

The rest of the night was a blur of dancing, laughter, and teasing from your friends. While the secret was out, you couldn’t have been happier that you and Drew no longer had to hide. As far as you were concerned, the night couldn’t have been more perfect.

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Hello lovely I love ur writing abt Drew & Reader actresse sweetheart it's so good <3 I have a little request to make to you if you don't mind, Drew react to the Reader acting in the horror film masterpiece (like the movies Suspiria and Climax vibes) of which she's a part of the main cast

I'm just curious if he would be terrified or blown away by this kind of role that she plays like this one or not ;) thank u !!!

unbelievable performance — DREW STARKEY

authors note aw thank you lovie! that means so much to me. by the time you are reading this, my second fic with drew x actress!reader is out (the first date). i have never seen either movies that you listed in your request but i did look them up to get a gist.

summary drew was impressed by your performance in your latest horror film.

warnings mentions of kissing, horror films

masterlist

Tonight marks the premiere of your new horror film, in which you star with some amazing actors. After many hours of continuous filming, sequences are officially wrapped. You're extremely proud of yourself and your casemates. 

You were the staring lead in the movie. Getting the part after auditioning was a blessing in disguise. This being your very first staring lead role in any movie you’ve been in, you were so proud of yourself.

Everyone is seated in the theater. Drew, your boyfriend, also came with you. The entire cast stood in front of the stage as your director discussed the film a bit.

You shifted your focus to Drew, who was already looking at you in admiration, which made you smile and making you blush.

When you stepped up to your seat, he leaned down to your ear and whispered, "I want you to know that I'm so proud of you, and I know you did an amazing job on this movie," before kissing the top of your head.

“I love you baby, so much” you answer with your voice already starting to crack before tears wanted to burst out.

“Me more.”

Drew was so excited to watch his beautiful girlfriend on the big screen. Non-stop talking about the movie with you and his predictions on what will happen.

Everyone in the theater began to applaud as soon as the lights went out. Drew's hand moved easily down your thigh and gave it a little squeeze. Your skin began to tingle from his touch.

The movie begins with a hauntingly beautiful dance routine in which the camera swirls around the dancers in a way that is both captivating and unnerving. Drew is instantly captivated. As the story progresses, he observes your character navigating a world fraught with psychological pain and supernatural fear.

Half way through the movie, it’s been jaw dropping and incredible.

He is always on the edge of his seat in every situation you are in. You capture the dread and lunacy of the film's twisted narrative with an unvarnished and honest performance.

He's afraid and enthralled with the story at the same time, amazed at your ability to portray such raw emotion. Never once did he take his eyes off the screen.

The way the movie came out was unbelievable. The editors did wonders on this movie and made it into something viewers will want to keep watching.

Once you two arrived home after eating dinner at the after party, Drew and you took a shower together in your shared bathroom, changed into pajamas, then went into bed with the tv playing.

Later that night, back at home, Drew can't stop talking about the movie.

"You know, watching you in that role allowed me to see a completely other side of you. You were fierce, vulnerable, and incredibly compelling. "It was like watching an acting masterclass."

You laugh quietly and rest your head on his shoulder. "It means a lot hearing you say that. I was concerned about how you would react."

"Are you kidding?" I loved it. "I'm just glad I wasn't watching it alone in the dark," he jokes.

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