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Rafe Cameron invented manspreading.
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Drew Starkey Hair Timelineâš
Credits to @winterrrnight for requesting this đ€
This took FOREVERRRRRđ© he needs to be studied because this was crazyđ I added as much info as I can. Heâs not active on social media anymore for us to really know when exactly he changed his hair but I for real went off by update accounts and me being a fan of him for so long, I just knew from the top of my head the basics. I didnât add anything about his other projects during these times bc it wasnât that important. For the names of his hairstylesâŠ.you all can name it however but I named it as it is just based off the look on him.
Hope yall enjoy!!
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rafe x sofia
âHOWâRE you feeling?â Rafe asks, his hand tentatively lingered on Sarahâs shoulder in a comforting gesture. Their long journey from Morocco back to North Carolina in addition to JJâs macabre death had taken an emotional toll on everyone.
Kiara looked shattered. She sat in her seat, unmoving, with only her bottom lip trembling as tears stained her cheeks. Cleo and Pope were consoling each other, her head tucked on his shoulder as his expression reflected one of anguish. John B sat on the other side of Sarah; his elbows rested on his knees as he buried his face in his hands completely heartbroken.
He looked over at his sister; equally as broken as her friends, mourning the loss of someone she loved. He knew that JJ and Sarah had developed a close relationship over the years. He became a pseudo brother to her, seemingly filling the void of Rafeâs absence.
Admittedly, he was a bit jealous at this realization. Because heâd tried so hard to reconcile with her and yet it seemed as his unnoticed attempts meant nothing to her. She had replaced him with JJ and the rest of the pogues. He was envious of their relationship as a group; at how they became the family Rafe wished he and Sarah could be again.
But now, Rafe realized that when JJ died, Sarah lost a brother, someone who was there for her in the times that he wasnât.
She chuckled wryly, shaking her head as she ran her hands through her hair. âIt still doesnât feel real,â She murmured, wiping her face with the back of her hands.
âIâm sorry,â He laments sympathetically.
While his relationship with JJ wasnât as amicable and familial like theirs, it seemed cruel that the universe would take away someone so young and effervescent like JJ.
Sarah nodded, giving him a feeble smile. She reached a hand over and intertwined her fingers within John Bâs who still seemed to be paralyzed in his own disassociation. âIt feels wrong going back there without him, you know? Out of all of us he was the one that lived and breathed OBX.â
âThe poguiest pogue,â Rafe accents.
Her smile is a little disheartened as she nods her head in agreement. âYeah,â Their remembrance of JJ retracts John B from his reverie. Heâs blinking rapidly through his foggy vision, choking on a sob, overwhelmed in his grief. And Sarahâs catching him as he falls against her chestâreleasing a guttural cry that nearly has Rafe tearing up.
He offers his sisterâs shoulder another consoling squeeze before he leans back in his seat to allow Sarah and John B some privacy.
âŠ
They return home a few days later.
As they begin to disperse off of the boat, Rafe approaches Sarah, still admittedly hesitant. It seemed as if sheâd forgiven him for his past wrongdoings enough to want to reconcile their tainted relationship, but he also wasnât certain if sheâd done that in that moment or if she truly did want them to be a family again. (He desperately hoped it was the latter.)
âYou guys need anything?â He offers, wanting to extend his consolation as much as he could.
Sarah shakes her head, âNo. Youâve helped us enough, seriously Rafe. You should go home and see Sofia. Youâve been gone for weeks. I know she misses you,â She contends, giving him a small appreciative smile that substitutes for a furrowed frown when she notices the despondent look that marred his features.
With the chaos of events that occurred, he had momentarily forgotten about the news of her betrayal and their breakup. Rafe was completely taken aback when Chandler informed him of Sofiaâs deception.
At first, he assumed it was a ploy to pull a reaction from him but then Chandler said Sofiaâs nameâand it only took Rafe a second to realize that heâd never introduced the two of them to one anotherâand then the recollection of their conversation on the beach when he was proposing to her, of Sofia looking guilt ridden about somethingâthatâs when the gut wrenching realization suddenly hit in an ambush.
Chandler wasnât saying it to deceive him, he was saying it to taunt him. Because he knew that Sofia had conspired against him with Hollis and that Rafe was completely oblivious to it all.
Maybe it was his fault for getting distracted, for holding onto the foolish belief that he had found someone to love and that reciprocated that love for him. He was naive to think Sofia was different; that she wasnât like everyone else in his life who sought out to hurt him.
He fell in love and got attached to this idea of them building a life together. Hell, he even proposed to her with his motherâs old ring, ready to turn into a family man all for her. But itâs obvious that while he was falling in love, she was concocting a plan with Hollis to scam him out of millions. With the year and a half of dating, Rafe thought he knew Sofia enough to believe that she didnât care about the luxuries of money, that she liked him for who he was not what he had.
But he soon learned that peopleâs intentions werenât always innocent and they arenât always who you perceive them to be.
âWhatâs wrong, trouble in paradise?â She asks, through genuine concern thatâs worn in the furrow between her brows.
Rafe hesitates, recoiling a bit before shaking his head. Sarah had endured enough drama to last a lifetime in these past few days, his and Sofiaâs relationship issues seemed comically trivial in comparison. It seemed redundant to even bother mentioning it with everything her and her friends are going through.
âUh, no, everythingâs uh, everythingâs good,â He placates, nodding his head as he gave her a feeble smile. She narrows her eyes at him in disbelief. She looks like she wants to interrogate him further about it and pry the truth out of him, but she relents in doing so, probably too exhausted to do anything else other than lay down.
She stifles a yawn behind her hand, her eyelids lower at her exhaustion. âOkay. Well, I should get going,â
Rafe nods, âYeah. Right.â His eyes wander to the rest of the pogues. Itâs only been a few days since JJ died but he knew theyâd be carrying the weight of his death for the remainder of their lives. âIâm gonna get going too. Call me if youâif you need anything or if you just want to talk or whatever. Iâm here.â He offers her in consolation, only a slight bit aghast (though pleasantly) when she approaches him and embraces him in a hug.
And unlike back in Morocco, heâs not apprehensive to reciprocate the embrace as he wound his arms around her and held her tightly against his chest.
âŠ
Walking through the front door of his house, Rafe immediately feels numb. In what was supposed to be a jovial return coming back home to Sofia, he was left with an emptiness that clawed tightly at his chest, the only remnants left in its wake were the memories of her before he knew.
How could she do this to him?
He thought she loved him.
He thought that the vulnerability, feelings and time that he shared with her actually meant somethingâthat it was real. But itâs evident that while it was everything to him it was nothing to her. He meant nothing to her.
Exasperated and completely depleted, Rafe groggily ascends up the stairway that lead to his bedroom. He needed a proper dayâs rest and a temporary distraction to get his mind off of Sofia. But more importantly, he needed to fucking shower and scrub off all of the dirt and grime that clogged on his skin.
Trekking into the bathroom, he approached the shower where he crouched over slightly so that heâs able to tug at the knob. Water emerges from the tubâs faucet as he turns it on, adjusting the lever to the right as hot water filled inside.
When the waterâs temperature is at his satisfaction, he turns on the shower until waterâs spewing from the spout of the shower head. Rafe doffed out of his clothing, tugging at the hem of his sweatshirt until he's shrugging it off of his shoulders as it falls to the floor with a soft thud. His briefs and pants soon accompany his sweatshirt as it lay at his feet, a discarded pool of fabric.
He withdraws the shower curtain back, setting one foot after the other onto the shower floor as he stepped inside. Condensation from the showerâs hot temperature clouds the room in a steamed fog.
He steps beneath the shower head, allowing the water to fall against his skin. Just as he opens his eyes to reach for his bottle of body wash, he sees a bottle of cucumber melon shampoo tucked on one of the shelves.
He remembers the smell of it; of how heâd bury his face in her hair whenever they were cuddled together in bed and how the saccharine fragrance enticed him as it lingered in his nostrils. He remembers using his fingers and scrubbing a palm full of it against her scalp as he washed her hair whenever they showered together.
His throat bares as his emotions heighten.
He clenches his jaw, inwardly chastising himself for getting emotional over a fucking bottle of shampoo. He was being pathetic. He needed to move on and forget Sofia.
But how could he move on from a year and a half relationship that he cherished more than anything heâs ever cared about? Ridding his thoughts free of Sofia, he proffers his hand past the bottle of shampoo and reaches for his body wash.
He squeezes a dollop of it onto his wash cloth before he begins to scrub his body clean. He lathered the soap laden cloth across his body, starting at his arms then proceeding downward to his abdomen, thighs and legs before he rinses himself off underneath the shower head again. He continues this process until his bodyâs no longer caked with junk and the repugnant smell of sweat and salt doesnât stick to his skin anymore.
Rafe steps out of the shower, grabbing a cloth towel from the linen closet that he uses to scrub himself dry. Just as heâs sauntering back into his bedroom to retrieve his clothing, heâs aghast when he sees Sofia stuffing a pile of clothes into a bag.
âWhat the hell are you doing here? I thought I told you to get your shit out of my house weeks ago,â He reprimands, wrapping his towel securely around his waist as he watched her jump startled at his stealth approach.
She rests a hand over her chest, attempting to lull its erratic beating as she closed her eyes and murmured a soft curse. When she comes to, she blinks her eyes back open and stares at him. Her expression weens into one of remorseâshe nods, timidly writhing her hands together as her eyes met hisâdoe and solemn. And Rafe has to momentarily look away from her when his feelings begin to overwhelm him.
âThis is the last of it. Itâs been hard trying to get over here to get everything. Iâve been too busy working,â
He chuckled wryly, nodding his head. âYeah, well, now that you have everything you can get the hell out of my house.â
Sofia nods somberly. Her bottom lip catches in between her teeth, her eyes lower abashedly to the floor. And damn her for making him feel guilty when sheâs the one that lied. Even when heâs supposed to be mad at her, heâs still guilt ridden at the abrasiveness in his tone as he speaks at her. He could feel his defenses wavering, nearly conceding mercilessly to her pleading doe eyes and deepened pout.
But his anger and hurt prevails.
âI canât believe that I thought you were different. But youâre just like everyone else, huh?â He accosts accusatorially, shaking his head as he looked at her. âWas that your plan all along, trick me into falling in love with you so you could help Hollis and Chandler scam me out of my money? God, Sof! I trusted you!â
Sofiaâs eyes turn glassy as she begins to cry. And it takes everything in him to not walk over and brush her tears away.
âI didnât meanââ She bit on her trembling bottom lip, exhaling shakily as she struggled to catch her breath. âEverything that I feel for you is real. None of it was a lie. The only reason that I did it was because I was hurt. I overheard you talking about me that day and I acted on impulse.â
âYou overheard me talking about what?â Rafe inquired, folding his arms against his chest.
âYou, Topper and Ruthie talking about me not being good enough for you. About you saying that you have standards and that youâd never live with me or call me your girlfriend,â
He murmurs a soft curse.
He was unaware that she overheard their conversation. But it wasnât as if he actually meant anything that he said. He only said that to keep Ruthie from interrogating him about their relationship; what he and Sofia had was sacred and special and he wanted to maintain the privacy of that so he just said what he knew would satisfy Ruthieâs drama seeking.
It hurt having to trivialize their relationship, but he did it for them. What Sofia did was solely for her. She broke what Rafe tried so hard to build, rupturing his dream of their happy ending.
Rafe nodded slowly, kissing his tongue against his teeth. âSo, instead of coming to talk to me about it you choose to go behind my back and lieââ
âI wasnât thinking. And believe me when I say that I regretted it immediately after. Thatâs why I told you not to go through with it! I tried to fix it, Rafe. I didnât mean for it to go this far.â
Part of him believes her.
But another part of him, the one thatâs acting on his emotional irrationality, was too heartbroken to trust her. It wasnât about him losing the money, it was about her breaking his trust. Heâs had too many people fuck him over in his life; from friends to his own family, the one person he thought was different was her.
She started off as his confidant, his solace in the constant chaos that erupted in his life. Now? He didnât know what to believe.
âRafeââ
âYou should go,â Her face blanches at his dismissive demeanor. âMake sure you leave the house key and the ring on the nightstand.â Rafe gives her one last look before he pushes himself off of the dresser he was leaned against, turning around to rummage through his drawers for some clothes.
He hears Sofiaâs sniffles as she walks past him. The clinking sound of metal as she set the ring and key on the dresser ricocheted throughout the quietness that filled the room. He only turns around when he hears her footsteps descend down the stairs and out the front door when it closes shut.
Rafe runs a hand wearily down his face, âFuck.â
âŠ
âYouâve been mopinâ ever since you got here bruh,â Barry reprimands, bringing his can of coors up to his mouth as he gulped down a swallow. He belches, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as he leaned forward resting his elbows on his knees. âWhatâs got you down, country club? You got your money back didnât you?â
âYeah, yeah.â Rafe nods, exhaling a deep sigh of exasperation. He couldnât stop thinking about his conversation with Sofia. He laid awake all night, a prisoner to his insomnia, recalling her confession as he was tormented by the remorseful look straining on her face.
He contemplated on his response.
Did he overreact? It wasnât like she didnât try to tell him the truth but maybe if she tried harder then he wouldnât have been so blindsided. He fucking hates this. What he hates most is that he feels so lonely in the house without her there. He couldnât sleep, not when the smell of her shampoo still lingered on the pillowcases and the vacancy of the space beside him where she previously slept, reminded him that she was gone.
He was miserable without her.
But he was still too heartbroken to forgive her.
Barry raised a curious brow at Rafe before simpering in amusement. âAh, you must be mopinâ over shortie. Whatâs her name again, Stephanie?â
âSofia,â He corrects, reaching forward to rummage through the cooler to grab himself another can of beer. âAnd no, itâs not like that. Weâre not together anymore,â He murmurs as he pried open the can. The froth of the brewed drink fizzles until it eventually subsides.
Rafe parts his lips and brings the can up to his mouth chugging it down in nearly one gulp. He only coughs a sputter, groaning as the beer pooled in his stomach.
âWoah, woah, what happened?â Barry inquired curiously, his body language engaging as he leaned forward in his lawn chair closer to Rafe. âI thought yâall were in love?â
âI thought we were too,â Rafe says sardonically, chuckling in disbelief as he ran a hand over his buzzed hair. âYou know that I proposed to her? I gave her my momâs old wedding ring, told her that I wanted her to move in with me so that we could build a life togetherâŠhow fucking stupid was that?â He laughs, though itâs devoid of any mirth or comedic hubris.
Barry whistled as he leaned back in his chair. âDamn, you proposed to her? I donât know, bruh. It mustâve been serious enough for you to do that. What happened?â
âDoesnât matter,â Rafe shrugs, âWeâre done,â
Barry gives him a disbelieving look, but thankfully, didnât offer any input rebuffing against his claims even though they both knew he was still sulking in his misery of her. And before Barry could continue with any more prodding, Rafeâs popping open another beer and chugging it down, allowing the alcohol to lull him in a stupor.
âŠ
Her head aches from all the crying sheâs done; her throatâs scratched and her eyes are nearly swollen shut. He hates her. This realization dawned upon her immediately, causing her eyes to weld and a heavy sob to catch in her throat. She didnât know how everything went so wrong so fast; how one minute she was bathing in glee at the thought of a life with Rafe to now mourning the loss of their relationship.
When she learned of Hollisâ murder, she tried to tell him about her involvement but he told her that he didnât care about her past or what sheâd done so she reluctantly decided to move on. Because if he was willing to overlook anything she mightâve done, she knew that he had to truly love her.
She didnât think that the happiest moment of her life could be snatched away so quickly. What hurt her more than anything was Rafe second guessing her as if he didnât know her.
How could he disregard their entire relationship with such insouciance like that? Sheâs aware that she made a mistake co-conspiring with Hollis, but how could Rafe treat her like this? He told her that heâs done stuff tooâway worse than she could imagine but apparently, that meant nothing to him anymore.
A knock against her bedroom door has her groaning softly. Sheâs been barricaded in her room for days, sulking in her misery and she knew that her placating reassurances that she was fine had finally started to become unbelievable to her father after the third day.
âCariña,â Her father laments, opening the door as he sauntered inside. She blows her nose into the waddled up piece of tissue, sighing wearily as she resisted the urge to cry again.
âYouâve been in here for days, itâs not healthy for you to sit here and rot in your bed all day.â She knows that heâs right, but she was in an insufferable amount of pain that he just couldnât understand. âThat boy doesnât deserve your tears,â He condemns and she knows heâs prepared to give her a parental spiel about how Rafe wasnât good enough for her to begin with from the way his lips purse in a thinned frown in that familiar way it always does whenever heâs about to give her a stern talk.
âPapi,â
Her father murmurs a low curse, shaking his head. âPinche cabrĂłn! I should drive right over to figure eight and tell himââ
âPapi, Rafe didnât do anything. It was me.â She confesses, knowing she couldnât let him continue his berating of Rafe when he didnât even know the full details of the situation. Of her responsibility in this. âI did what Hollis wanted and he found out and broke up with me,â
Her fatherâs anger slowly subsides.
He gives her a sympathetic look, his own guilt surfacing at the realization that he was the one that initially came to his daughter regarding Hollisâ offer. But he shouldnât feel any responsibility because Sofia decided to betray Rafe and now she was dealing with the repercussions of her actions.
She musters enough strength to go to work the next day. It was the last place that she wanted to be, but she knew she couldnât prolong her return any longer if she wanted to keep her job. Sheâd already used enough of her sick days and unfortunately didnât have any more to spare.
So she clambered out of bed, showered, primped herself up with a little bit of makeup to hide the drained pallor of her skin that became flushed from crying, and drove to work inwardly preparing herself for her eight hour shift. It was torture; having to smile in customerâs faces and engage in conversations with them like she wasnât suffering on the inside.
âValdez,â Her head turns at the sound of her manager, Leo calling out her name.
Heâs standing at the counter behind the register, ringing up a current customerâs total. âTable 7 has been waiting for almost five minutes. Sandraâs on break. Could you handle them for me?â He asked, while handling the customer over their drink.
Sofia nods, knowing that his asking had no effect on her doing so anyway. She walks over to the counter and reaches over to grab her pen and notepad. Her eyes wander around the outside seating area narrowing in on table 7. She halts mid-gait in her steps, eyes widen in shock as she hurried back to the counter.
âLeo, can Paige or someone get that table?â She asked, inwardly hoping that he wouldnât further inquire or prod her of why she didnât want to wait the table.
But of course he did and Sofia wasnât able to stammer a believable enough excuse to get her out of the situation.
âIs there a reason why you canât do it?â
Yes, but the reason is so pathetic that youâll end up sending me out there anyway so thereâs really no point in me trying to fight against it. âNo, sir. Iâll get right on it.â She gives him a forced, feeble smile before turning around to head back to the table. Her smile immediately drops, transitioning into a sullen frown.
She inhaled and exhaled deep breaths as she began to approach the table. Her eyes wandered between the two of them, already feeling a tightening grip coiling in her stomach. She wanted to run, cry, vomit, disintegrate into the very ground that she was walking on. Because just when it seemed as if her days couldnât get any worse, she turns to see that the table that she was forced to serve was Rafeâwho was accompanied by a blonde girl whoâs standing so close to him that sheâs nearly cemented at his side.
Sofia swallows the thickness of emotion that clogs in her throat, harrumphing softly to announce her presence. Rafe and the blonde were in deep conversation, but at her beckon they turn around in tandem and look down at her. And sheâs suddenly flush in chagrin.
âHi, my name is Sofia and Iâm your server. What can I get for you guys?â She tried so desperately hard to maintain a neutral demeanor, but the longer she stood there the more she could slowly feel herself beginning to succumb to her emotions and starting to crumble.
But she couldnât; not right here and work. So she bites down on her bottom lip to keep it from trembling and rapidly blinks away her impending tears.
âIâll just have some mozzarella sticks and a beer,â She answers as Sofia scribes down her order. She taps her pen against her notepad while she waited for Rafe.
âIâll just take another whiskey.â Sofia writes down his order as well, briefly looking up at them and catching a haste glimpse of Rafeâs gaze.
She quickly pulls her eyes away, âIâll be right back with your order.â She says, placating a genial smile on her face before turning around and walking away.
Once sheâs inside and out of their view, she squeezes her eyes shut and released a deep, shaky breath. Had he really moved on that fast? It was only a few weeks ago that he was crouched down on his knee proposing to her and telling her that he loved her, now here he was, nearly parading another girl on his arm at her job. Was he doing this just to spite her or to get a rise out of her? Did he really not care about her feelings anymore that he was willing to result to such petulant tactics like this?
While the chefâs cooking the food, she goes to the bar to retrieve their drinks. She snags a cold beer from the refrigerator then fills whiskey into a glass. She places everything on a serving tray, inwardly preparing herself to face him again.
âHere you go,â She announces as she places their respective drinks in front of them along with the plate of mozzarella sticks. âAlright. Let me know if you need anything else,â
Sofia tries to not ogle unabashedly as he watched the two of them interactâat how the blondeâs smile widened at whatever coquettish remarks that Rafe was feeding her and how he had fallen into his role of interest with such ease. The blonde had moved closer in Rafeâs proximity, brushing her hand against his forearm before giggling girlishly at his words.
They were openly flirting in front of her.
He was doing this on purpose, trying to punish her for what she did to him. And as much as she knows this and knows that she shouldnât allow his childish behavior to effect her, it does and she could feel the tears that sheâd been trying to hard to suppress suddenly falling from her eyes and fogging her vision.
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OuterBanks x reader idea
New season spoiler!
I haven't seen the new season of Outer Banks but I need a kook plus-size reader who has always been there for the pogues. She fit in well with Kooks and Pogues. But the Kooks are too stuck up to see past her looks and the Pogues are too in their heads to see that she understands them.
Stood by them no matter what, was the one who thought things through. Kinda like the mom of the group but also seen as too naive? Ditzy? Idk but she was always put in last place.
Maybe she liked Pope then JJ but they both chose Kiara, maybe some jealousy towards her? Whenever she would say something even if right it would get overlooked. She's had her fair share of interactions with Rafe, she doesn't like what he's done but she also sees him differently than the others because something about her makes him wanna be open to her.
I know Rafe has a love interest in the new season but the reader was always the one he would look for. Even with their differences she would give him advice, comfort him, and he would be protective of her.
Again! I haven't seen the newest season idk the context of JJ's death or how the pogues react. But just going off what I'm imagining reader is hurt. Still, she puts the pogues in front of herself making sure they are all okay. Maybe they all once again overlook her ways of helping them.
Idk if I want Rafe to call them all out on this dynamic they have, causing her to finally break down in front of everyone as he comforts her. Or have him speak to her in private like how they usually do but this time instead of her helping him it's him helping her.
I'm about to sit down and watch the new season just so I can see if I can write this. If someone else does write this please let me know so I can read it!
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đđ„đą đđ§đ đđ„đąđđ§đ (drew starkey x reader)
description: you and drew with newborn babies.
âArenât they soo cuteâ You gushed snuggling further into Drewâs arms. He held the baby monitor in one hand,as his other lightly massaged your back. Your twins Eli and Eliana were born just 3 weeks ago. Although it was very hectic at first dealing with two needy newborn babies, you both got the hang of it pretty quickly.
The dirty diapers, feedings, crying was a new normal for the both of you. Seeing each other step into their respective parent roles warmed your hearts. This is what you both have wanted for so long. The domestic bliss that consumed the house was perfect. "Just like their mama." Drew peppered kisses onto your cheek. "And their daddy!" you teased back with a smile. The love you felt everyday made you feel whole, Drew worshiped everything about you. His love for you only grew now that you were the mother of his children.
"Did you get a chance to respond to that email?" you questioned your fiancĂ© as he placed the baby monitor back onto its charger. Early this morning as you were pumping and Drew was putting the twins back into their cribs he received a email from his management. They wanted to know when he planned on going back to work. You knew that the last thing Drew was worried about was working. He'd been telling everyone on his team heâd get back to it soon. âYeah, want me to read this script.â
You felt your muscles tense at his words. It wasnât that you didnât want him to go back to work. You were terrified of being alone again. You knew that it was a low possibility that whatever role heâd take next would allow him to stay home. All the best job offerâs required him to travel sometimes across the country. And with you being a new mom to a set of twins only made you more anxious. You needed him here. But you didnât want to be the one holding him back from any opportunities.
âDid you read it?â You questioned fiddling with the strings on his sweats. âDidnât want toâ His response came immediately as if he wanted to be done with this conversation. Drew had only read the character description before he was interrupted by the screams of Eli and Eliana. And without second thought he went and comforted his little family. âItâs when the babies were going crazy, they both wanted your boobs.â Drew cracked a smile when you grimaced. Not even three hours ago it was as if your newborn babies were having a screaming match. Alls they wanted was to be fed and both wanted to be the first at it. âDonât remind me i felt like a horrible mom choosing between them.â
Drew shook his head âDonât ever say that.â Hooking a finger under your chin he looked into your eyes. âThey got the best mom ever you hear me?â He leaned in pressing a long kiss against your lips. You smiled against his lips. âIt was Eliâs turn to breast feed! but Eliana hates bottle feeding she wonât eat and itâs the same milk!â You laughed at your very picky baby. âAnd even though Eli doesnât mind bottle feedings, the doctor said itâs important for him to get that one on one time with me too you know?â
Drew pulled you closer draping your legs over his lap. âDidnât she suggest the bottle nipples that are similar to these.â Drew smirked as he slyly grabbed onto one of your breasts. It wasnât a secret your postpartum body turned him on to no end. âYea, she did. They should be delivered in like two days.â You pulled his hand away. You couldnât afford being aroused after the doctors strict rules of âno sex for six weeks.â Drew threw his head back with a groan.
âBaby now i canât even cop a feel?â Your laugh only made him whimper. âNo! because Iâd get turned on and we wouldnât be able to do anything about that!â You defended. âOnly three more weeks we got this!â Drew made prayer hands with his eyes closed. Your favorite thing was to tease your man so when you started leaving kisses down his neck he actually groaned. âYouâre fucking evil.â Drewâs hands gripped your hips before dragging them down onto your ass. The action only made it worse for him as you moved over his lap. âI think feel something hard, left something in your pocket hmm?â You joked when he hissed. âI canât help it my fiancĂ© is sexy.â Drew pulled you back in for a kiss.
Crackling from the baby monitor halted your movements. A cry was heard, making you move off Drew quickly . You grabbed the monitor immediately drew looking at it over your shoulder at the same speed. âItâs Eliana sheâs awake.â You blew out a breath, she was fine. âIâll grab her so she doesnât wake up Eli.â You nodded as he pressed a kiss onto your forehead leaving the room.
âSheâs wide awake.â Drew smiled as he held baby Eliana to his chest, her eyes searching all around the room. You walked up to them with a fond smile. âSheâs such a night owl.â You brought your finger to Elianaâs little fist, heart warming when she wrapped a tiny hand around it. âThen we got our boy over there who could sleep through a hurricane.â Drew adjusted her on his chest.
You laughed at that, where eliana stayed up all night and always fought nap time. Eli was the first to wake up and take the longest naps. âOur next one gonna be another girl mark my words!â Drew stated matter of factly.
âAlready thinking of having another one?â You gasped. âWhat can i say I like seeing you pregnant knowing itâs my baby I put in there.â He smirked.
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your insta stories w/ bf!jj maybank, pt 2
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imma need fine ass unhinged rafe to make a come back
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can you do a kiara carrera fic where the reader and kiara go on their first date and kie is nervous and reader comforts her ??
first date nervousness!
a/n: sure! I made this a little drabble, I hope you enjoy!
word count: 536
warnings: none, it's just fluff <3
You were sitting on one of the docks at the riverside, your legs dangling off the wooden pier. You had already spent half an hour waiting for your date, as you had agreed to meet up at your dad's boat to take it for a little spin and maybe picnic at the beach later. So far she hadn't shown up yet and you hadn't received a message from her in which she might've told you she would run late. You were slowly growing impatient, fiddling with the little strawberry charm on your necklace. It was a warm day, without a single cloud in sight and only a small breeze, which made you shiver every now and then. You picked up your phone and tried calling her. After a few rings, you heard a nervous voice answer.
âHey y/nâŠâ
âHey Kie! Where are you, babes? Iâm waiting for you at the docks!â, you asked, trying to sound cheerful but also being worried, wondering why she wasn't here with you yet.
âYeah, I know, Iâm really really sorry. I swear I donât mean to be late on our first date itâs justâŠâ, she trailed off, stopping mid-sentence. You noticed that her voice seemed slightly panicked, a little breathless.
âKie, are you okay?â, you inquire, really worried now. You thought about what you mightâve done wrong or what mightâve happened to make her this anxious. You remembered she had already been pretty nervous when you had asked her out for the first time, but not like this. You heard her sigh.
âLook, Iâll be honest with you, I um⊠I kind of panicked getting ready because I wanted this date to go well and I was overthinking like what if Iâm gonna say something wrong or the date is going to go horrible and I just didn't want to lose you because you're so important to me y/n and-â
At this point she was just nervously rambling, which you weren't having. You didn't want her to be anxious about your date, you wanted the two of you to have fun! So you cut her off.
âKie, I promise you, you're not going to lose me. I don't want our first date to be something youâre anxious about. I just want us to have fun and see where this whole thing goes!â
Kiara had gone silent on the other line.
âAnd if this doesn't work out romantically with us, then weâll still be friends! I really like you, Kie and want to get to know you more.â
She sighed.
âYeah, youâre right. You're totally right. Sorry for freaking out. I just really like you, y/nâ, she said. You could tell your little talk had calmed her down and you really hoped she was still coming.
âAre you still coming? If you want to, I can give you a hug when you get hereâŠâ, you offered, wanting to give her some comfort.
âOf course Iâm still coming! Wouldn't want to miss one of your hugs for the world.â Both of you were laughing now. Though you couldn't see Kiara, you knew she had lightened up and her anxiousness had faded.
âSee you soon, Kie.â
âSee ya, y/n.â
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i will defend this man til the day i die.
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Outer Banks - Season 3 Episodes 7 and 10 - Lou scenes
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Iâm honestly not surprised they did that to jiara
Like Iâm not even gonna watch it. I saw the spoiler and that was enough for me.
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me: "should I..."
also me: "fuck it, RAFE CAMERON'S HAND"
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All I can say is wow to the second half of season 4
SPOILERS
First off, so many of these little story lines are straight out of fan fics. Got lilah pate throwing these ideas towards her father?!?
But one thing I can say is I am so sad jj is gone, no matter if you hate Rudy or his character, it was a tragedy how it happened. Second, I do not want to hear shit with riara shippers bc you think kie will go with Rafe now heâs cut Sofia off and jj is dead. THE GIRL LOST HER BEST FRIEND, HER BOYFRIEND, AND HER PARTNER IN CRIME!! the audacity you think she would even do thatâŠthat is the last thing sheâs going to think about. You can have your little delusional moments since now heâs cool with the pogues but come onnnn, ik itâs exhausting.
Iâm so curious now how they will take this next season!! and thank god it will be the last. The dynamic is soooo different now.
I canât wait to see Rafe do something about Sofia and if he will keep his word with shoupe if he returns to Kildare.
Iâm so curious how they will go about with Sarah and John b (tbf, the pregnancy thing is unnecessary but whatever floats their boat). But I did love how the pogues looked out for her bc she had me stressed out lmao.
Pope getting arrested was crazyyyy coming from him but Iâm so sad what his dad will do when he comes back because that man probably donât know about the deal with shoupe. I CHEERED for Cleo since her man got revenge for her too! Like how can you not love this couple???
But anyway, the last part wasnât bad but it did keep me at the edge of my seat. Itâs just a lot of things couldâve been different but hey Iâm not a screenwriter so what do I know đ€·đŸââïž
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JJ: Remember when you dared me to lick that swing set?
John B: No, I said âJJ, donât lick that swing setâ and you said âdonât tell me what to doâ and licked the swing set.
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Confession. I watch Outer Banks. Because one of the locations where they film is home.
Do I think itâs good? No
Would I recommend it to anybody? No
do I enjoy watching it? yes, they make home look pretty to the rest of the blind world
#and a friend of mine is in it#so I think thatâs enough reasons#but donât watch outer banks#o x#outer banks#Netflix outer banks
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your insta stories, w/ bf!jj maybank
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