#chase and JD are always lovely too

[alphinias]

what actors do you think stood out this season as far as their performance?

Everybody was fantastic! I think Rudy and Drew are the two best (of the younger) actors on set but Cline’s range never fails to impress me! She’s just so charming even when Sarah is doing questionable things. And I think Bailey has gotten better and better every season and it makes me happy for her; she was excellent. This was for sure her best one yet (and of course they also gave her the most to work with compared to what she had previously so that helps).

[bettys-redwinesupernova]

THE PRANK THAT BACKFIRED (sort of?)

drew starkey x fem!reader

SUMMARY: reader and drew decide to play a prank on the obx cast for her youtube channel. they do the “asking to have another girl over” prank, which results in a very angry obx cast who are out to get drew😅

based on this ask !! i hope this is what you asked for @xoxosblogsblog !! i had so much fun writing this and it was ADORABLE, i hope you like it :)) <3

WARNINGS: pure tooth-rotting fluff, slight angst (not really), like one (?) curse word, insinuation of cheating (the prank), chase & rudy threaten to “throw hands” with drew lmao. (lmk if i missed anything!)

WORD COUNT: 1.25k

THIRD PERSON +

Y/N adjusted the camera, angling it perfectly to catch the cozy backdrop of the apartment she shared with Drew during her surprise visit to the set of Outer Banks season four.

The faint hum of laughter and chatter outside hinted at the cast heading out to grab food, giving her the perfect opportunity to set her plan into motion.

"Hey, guys!" she began with a bright smile, wiggling her fingers to the camera. "Welcome back to my channel. Today, I've got something hilarious planned. You've seen those TikTok pranks where someone asks if they can bring another girl over while their partner's friends or family are listening, right? Well, I'm doing it today—with Drew."

She smirked, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "I've got the cast in on this. Well, not really in on it—they think I'm at a friend's place for the night, so this is going to be pure gold. Let's see how much they love me and how far they'll go to defend me from Drew's, um... betrayal."

She turned the camera to Drew, who sat beside her on the couch, half-smiling, half-shaking his head.

"I can't believe I'm agreeing to this," Drew muttered, running a hand through his hair. "They're going to kill me."

"Kill us, you mean," Y/N teased, poking his side. "But it'll be worth it. Trust me."

"Uh-huh," Drew replied, arching a skeptical eyebrow. "When JD and Rudy show up with pitchforks, you're taking the blame."

Y/N laughed, her grin widening as she leaned into him. "Oh, come on. You know they love me too much to actually hurt me. You, on the other hand..."

Drew sighed dramatically but couldn't hide the small smile tugging at his lips.

A few minutes later, Y/N tucked herself behind the camera, keeping it trained on Drew. Drew pulled out his phone and dialed JD's number, putting the call on speaker. The phone rang twice before JD answered, his voice lively with the sounds of clinking plates and background chatter.

"Yo, Starkey!" JD greeted. "What's up, man?"

Drew exchanged a quick glance with Y/N before diving in. "Hey, would you guys mind if I invited someone over?"

The line went silent for a beat, then JD's confused voice came through. "Uh... sure? Who?"

"Just a friend," Drew said casually.

"Cool, yeah," JD replied, his tone nonchalant. In the background, Madelyn could be heard asking, "Who's he inviting over?"

"Oh, she's just someone I met recently," Drew added, making his voice as nonchalant as possible.

Madelyn's voice sharpened. "Wait, she? Did he say she?"

JD stammered for a moment, then said, "Uh, Drew, man, what are you talking about? You have Y/N—why are you inviting another girl over?"

"It's not that deep," Drew said smoothly, earning a wide-eyed stare from Y/N as she struggled to keep from bursting into laughter.

"Not that deep?" Madelyn's voice rose an octave. "Are you fucking insane? Y/N is literally the best thing that's ever happened to you. You're just going to, what, throw her away for some random girl?"

"Yeah, Drew, what the hell?" Rudy's voice chimed in. "Y/N's gonna find out, dude. She always finds out."

"She's not even here," Drew argued. "And I just want some alone time with this girl. Is that so bad?"

Madelyn's voice was nearly a shriek now. "YES, IT'S BAD! You're in a relationship, Drew! A really amazing one, with an incredible person who, by the way, loves you more than anything!"

"And we love her!" Carlacia added. "You're crazy if you think we're not calling her right now."

"Right?!" Chase's voice joined the chorus, sounding equally appalled. "Drew, what is wrong with you?"

JD sighed loudly. "Man, I'm so disappointed right now. Y/N's, like, the nicest, funniest person ever. She's practically family. I don't even know what to say to you."

Y/N clamped a hand over her mouth, tears forming in her eyes from trying not to laugh. Drew, ever the actor, kept his tone neutral but shot her a playful glare.

"You guys are overreacting," Drew said, feigning exasperation. "I mean, Y/N doesn't have to know, right?"

The collective gasp from the group was loud enough to make Y/N choke on her laughter.

Madison started a rant so fierce it almost made Drew break. "First of all, how dare you? Second of all, Y/N deserves so much better than this! She's gorgeous, sweet, funny—literally the whole package! And you're just going to throw that away? For what?!"

"I can't believe you right now," Rudy chimed in. "If you're serious about this, I'm calling her. Like, right now."

"No, don't—" Drew began, but Y/N couldn't hold it in anymore.

Her laughter burst out like a dam breaking, echoing through the room. Drew immediately broke character, laughing along as he waved his hands at Y/N’s camera.

"Wait, wait!" Y/N called out, coming into view of her camera. "Guys, relax! It's a prank!"

There was a stunned silence on the other end of the line, followed by a cacophony of voices.

"Are you serious?!" Madelyn exclaimed. "You scared the crap out of us!"

"You both are the worst," JD groaned.

Rudy's laugh boomed through the speaker. "I was about to knock some sense into you, man."

Chase chimed in with mock indignation. "I was ready to drive back and throw hands, Drew!"

Y/N giggled, holding her stomach as she leaned against Drew. "I'm so sorry, but I couldn't resist! I saw it on TikTok and knew you guys would freak out. And you did not disappoint."

Madelyn groaned dramatically. "You two are so lucky we love you."

JD sighed. "I'm not speaking to you for a week."

"Okay, that's fair," Drew said with a grin.

Eventually, after more playful scolding and laughter, the group hung up, leaving Drew and Y/N alone again. Y/N turned off the camera, still giggling as she leaned back against the couch.

"That was amazing," she said, wiping tears from her eyes.

Drew shook his head, his expression somewhere between amusement and exasperation. "You're lucky they love you. If it were just me, they'd probably disown me."

Y/N smiled, sliding closer to him. "Well, can you blame them? I mean, look at me. I'm kind of a big deal."

He laughed, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "You really are. They adore you, you know that? It's one of the things I love most about us—how easily you fit into my world."

Her teasing smile softened as she gazed up at him. "It means a lot to me, too. They're like family. And so are you."

Drew leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "You're everything to me, Y/N. I hope you know that."

Her heart melted as she cupped his cheek, her thumb brushing against his jawline. "I do. And you're everything to me, too."

They stayed like that for a moment, wrapped up in each other. The laughter, the teasing, the chaos—it all melted away, leaving just the two of them in their shared little world.

"You think they'll forgive us?" Drew asked after a moment.

Y/N smirked. "Oh, they'll forgive me. You, on the other hand..."

Drew groaned, burying his face in her shoulder as she laughed.

"Totally worth it," she whispered, pressing a kiss to his temple.

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this was so so adorable and so much fun to write !! i hope you all enjoyed, and please please please like and reblog, it means the world when you do <3

my asks are still open so please don’t hesitate to send any in !! i’m in the mood to write some angst, hurt/comfort if you have any requests for drew or rage <3

[rafedarling]

𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

requested by @gracerose68

pairing: drew starkey x fem!reader

summary: five years after outer banks ended, drew and you are enjoying life together, despite your ten-year age gap. loved by the entire cast, you are considered part of the “obs fam.” during a group vacation to ibiza, you starts feeling off and realizes you might be pregnant. caught between your fears of drew’s reaction and the unwavering support of your “siblings,” you discovers that love, family, and unexpected surprises can lead to beautiful new beginnings.

warning(s): english is not my native language. unplanned pregnancy, emotional vulnerability, fluff, humor, mild swearing, supportive friendships.

au: like, reblog and feedback are much appreciated.

Your and the other actor of Outer Banks group chat was always filled with energy.

Chase: “Ibiza is happening! Flights booked. Who’s ready for sunburns and bad decisions?”

Rudy: “I call dibs on the best room. Drew, don’t fight me this time.”

JD: “This isn’t Outer Banks, Rudy. No treasure hunt to claim a room.”

Madelyn: “Can we focus? Who’s bringing sunscreen?”

Madison: “Y/N will bring it. She always has everything.”

You glanced up from your phone and smirked at Drew, who was scrolling through the same messages.

“They’re not wrong.”

“You’re like the group’s mom,” Drew teased, pulling you closer on the couch.

“Well, somebody has to keep you lot alive.” You poked his side, earning a soft laugh.

The trip to Ibiza had been a long time coming. Between work schedules and personal commitments, it had been years since the Outer Banks cast had been in the same place together. Despite not being a cast member, you were as much a part of the group as anyone else. Drew’s friends had embraced you with open arms, making you feel like family.

It wasn’t always easy being ten years younger than Drew. At 24, you were still navigating adulthood, while Drew, at 34, was more settled. But your love for each other made the age gap feel insignificant.

The first day in Ibiza was pure of laugh and every other things. About the villa, it was breathtaking, with whitewashed walls, infinity pools, and views of the sparkling Mediterranean. Everyone quickly settled into vacation mode, with plans for beach days, exploring the island, and late-night conversations by the firepit.

By the second day, though, you couldn’t shake the nagging exhaustion and nausea that had crept in. It wasn’t like you to feel so drained, especially when surrounded by people you loved.

As the group lounged on the beach, Drew noticed you sitting quietly under the shade of an umbrella.

“Hey,” he said softly, crouching beside you. “You okay? You’ve been quiet today.”

You forced a smile, brushing off his concern.

“Just tired. I think the travel caught up with me.”

His brow furrowed, but he didn’t push.

“Let me know if you need anything, okay?”

“Always.”

Later that afternoon, a small girl wandered toward the group, her tear-streaked face melting everyone’s hearts.

“Where’s your mommy?” you asked gently, kneeling in the sand to meet her gaze.

The little girl sniffled and pointed toward the other end of the beach. Without hesitation, you held her hand, reassuring her until her mother arrived.

“You’re an angel,” the mother said gratefully before walking away.

“You’d make such a great mom,” Madison said, nudging Drew with a grin.

“She really would,” Drew agreed, his eyes soft as they met yours.

Your stomach flipped, but not in the good way. His words felt like confirmation of what you’d been suspecting but were too scared to admit.

That night, while everyone gathered in the living room for a movie, you excused yourself and retreated to the bathroom. With shaking hands, you retrieved the pregnancy test you’d packed.

The seconds felt like hours as you stared at the test, unable to bring yourself to flip it over.

A knock on the door startled you.

“It’s Madelyn. Are you okay?”

You quickly hid the test and opened the door, forcing a smile.

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

Madelyn’s sharp eyes darted to the trash can, where the box sat in plain view.

“Y/N…” she began, her voice a mix of curiosity and concern. “Are you pregnant?”

Tears welled in your eyes as you nodded.

“I think so. I haven’t looked yet.”

Without hesitation, Madelyn wrapped you in a hug.

“It’s going to be okay. I promise. Let’s look together.”

With trembling hands, you flipped the test over. Two pink lines. Positive.

“Oh my god,” you whispered, the weight of the realization crashing down.

Madelyn pulled you close as you started to cry.

“It’s okay. Drew loves you. He’s going to be so excited.”

“But what if he’s not?” you sobbed.

“We’ve never talked about kids. What if this ruins everything?”

Madelyn shook her head.

“Stop. Drew adores you. He’s not going anywhere.”

Madelyn helped you gather the girls for a “mandatory ladies’ meeting” in the bathroom.

“Are you dying?” Rudy called after you jokingly as the girls shuffled upstairs.

“Very funny,” Carlacia shot back before closing the door.

Once everyone was inside, you took a deep breath and shared your news. The girls gasped, their reactions quickly turning to excitement.

“You’re going to be such a good mom!” Kelsea squealed.

“If Drew so much as blinks wrong, we’ve got your back,” Madison added, earning a round of laughter.

The next day, the guys decided to go bungee jumping, leaving the girls at the villa.

“You’re seriously not going to tell him yet?” Madison asked as you lounged by the pool.

“I’m scared,” you admitted.

“You can’t keep this from him forever,” Carlacia said gently.

“I know. I’ll tell him tonight.”

When the guys returned, you greeted Drew with a tight hug. “I missed you.”

“I was gone for a few hours,” he laughed, kissing your forehead.

At dinner, panic set in again when the waiter asked what you’d like to drink. Thankfully, Madelyn saved you by whispering to the waiter to make your cocktail virgin.

After dinner, the group gathered by the firepit, and the girls urged you again to tell Drew.

“You’ll feel so much better once it’s out in the open,” Madison said.

With a deep breath, you pulled Drew aside, leading him down to the villa’s private pier.

“What’s going on?” he asked, his worry evident.

“I have something important to tell you,” you began, your voice shaking.

Drew’s brows furrowed. “You’re scaring me.”

“I’m pregnant,” you blurted out, tears streaming down your face.

“I know we haven’t talked about this, and if you don’t want —” you continue.

“Wait,” Drew interrupted, his eyes wide. “You’re pregnant?”

You nodded, unable to meet his gaze.

Drew pulled you into his arms, his grip firm yet comforting.

“Y/N, this is amazing. I love you. I love us. We’re going to be fine. I mean much better than fine.”

His words brought a fresh wave of tears, but this time, they were tears of relief.

Back at the villa, Drew insisted on sharing the news with the group.

“We’re having a baby!” he announced, his grin infectious.

The group erupted in cheers, with the guys tackling Drew in a congratulatory hug while the girls swarmed you.

“You’re stuck with us forever now,” Chase joked.

“You’ve been family for a while,” Rudy added, “but this seals it.”

As the night wound down, Drew pulled you close, his hand resting protectively on your stomach.

“You’ve given me everything I didn’t know I wanted,” he said softly.

You smiled, your fears finally melting away. Surrounded by love, you knew this was the start of a beautiful new chapter.

[deadghosy]

HAZBIN HOTEL X ROBLOX NOOB! READER

prompt: your best friend John Doe hacked you into a universe where hell is much different in your mind

“OOF-” you said as you press the buttons on your ps5. A portal opens as blocky person with yellow skin exits out of the portal looking at you. “JD!” You said with a “:P” face. “noob…you get to get out the house more…” John Doe said with a static voice as he picked up your bloxy body and thrown you into a portal as you kept smiling

“:) yay I’m falling.” You said out loud as you felt yourself fall in the air. You fell but landed on your feet like always. You look around to see that it smell like must, ass, and most importantly fire. You walked around just smiling as demons and sinners looked as if you were some weirdo…..

You came across the hotel and applied for a job to be the schedule manager. You got a red outfit to match vaggie and Charlie as you grab a flat board and started to write who gets to do what.

Noob! Reader is the type to pull out a cannon out of fucking no where and fuck someone’s life up🦆(a/n: pinkie pie type shit)

I can see Alastor watching you do a r6 dance as he just looked at you weirdly with a strained smile. You literally said out loud “/E DANCE!” And started to dance 😭

Lucifer got scared because he accidentally let you dove off a roof…but you respawned with a blue force field around you making Lucifer think you were an angel.

You love the egg boiz as they love you too! You do color sheets with them as Pentious brings you guys some cookies like a mom💗

You had onetime pulled a chainsaw out because husk said he needed to get a haircut on his fur. You literally pullled it out of no while husk jolted looking at your crazed face as you reved it up.

“You said you needed a hair cut!!” “I SAID HAIR CUT! NOT END MY LIFE YOU FUCKER!” Husk yells back as you chase him smiling like “:D” with the chainsaw. It was giving scooby doo as you kept chasing him.

Lucifer would be weirded out with Noob as noob just sticks their tongue out like the :P face while Lucifer pokes you curious about your game like box body.

I imagine noob! Reader showing Charlie a picture of bacon hair boy who is doing orange justice in the back. “Oh is that your friend?” Charlie says with a nervous smile at how your friend’s hair literally looks like bacon or is. You nodded excitedly as you wave your phone happily at bacon hair boy.

You blasted “it’s raining tacos” outside of the Vee’s tower when learning your friends had opps in there. So you wanted to annoy them.

This lasted for 2 days until vaggie had found you and took you home as you screamed out the song LOUD AND PROUD

I can imagine Lucifer making you a duck hat that says “don’t duck with me!” It’s so cute 🦆

I headcannon noob!reader to be the most dangerous being in hell as they literally been to every other gun and fighting game of the roblox universe.

NOOB SOLOS‼️‼️🔥

You know those badass Roblox games with those cool combat moves? That’s what you use. 🤨

You grabbed a sinner’s face and run dragging their body in the ground with a smile. You lifted your arm and swing them around as they flew to who knows where as the crew behind you had an either shocked or entertained face.

One time Charlie and you were shopping in a mall and you peaked over the boarder to keep people from falling. “I wonder if I can die from this height.” “NOOB NO-” that’s when you had to get a kid leash on you anytime you go out with the staff.

It was a nice day as Angel was throwing knives to increase his skills. You walked by him curiously grabbing two knives and throwing them at the same time. Making it hit the bullseye as Angel looked at you shock.

“Whoa kid, how did you learn to do that?” Angel asked pulling out the knives you made in the bullseye. “I was murder once!” You said with a happy smile as you walked away. Angel dust has the most confused face ever(picture below)

I headcannon noob!reader to be like Kirby. So like noob pulls out a knife to be murder, and then they could pull out a gun as Sheriff✨🦆

“Pew pew pew” you said as you stood on the balcony of the hotel as you shot at random sinners. Alastor appeared behind you confused but laughs at the misery of the sinner running when a missed shot almost killed them.

One time Angel gave you a Tommy gun not suspecting you know how to use it….you literally started to blast sinners away-

You SHOT AN OLD LADY ALSO😨

yeah Angel never gave you his Tommy gun ever again.

As you stayed in hell, you didn’t know that you would be spied on by the angels as Adam laughs at how chaotic and naive you are.

You’re so use to bullshit in Roblox you just stand there like “🧍🏾” as shit goes on. Literally when Charlie was panicking when the extermination was due in 6 months

During a uno game you ate a card as husk was trying to win but forfeited in anger as you screamed out uno. Leaving the missing card out of your mouth….it got quiet so quick as husk chased after you.

Niffty finds you amazing as you both have crazed tendencies. You both literally cause made chaos around places 🤭

YOU USE YOUR ADOPT ME SCAMMING SKILLS TO SCAM PEOPLE 😭😭 I CAN SEE THIS

The overlords are confused when they see Lucifer bring you to a meeting for once. You just sat there eating a taco. “Ello.” You said waving your blocky arm at them.

When watching the horror movies with the crew, you don’t react at all with Alastor as you been in lots of horror games with that one guy named Guest…you miss home and him.

I headcannon that you once accidentally summoned John Doe because you sneezed and he literally stood there as you hugged him. The rest of the crew was confused thinking he was your brother.

[mrsstarkey1]

dress - drew starkey

SUMMARY: requested by @willowpains - a fic with drew based on the song ‘dress’ by taylor swift

WORD COUNT: 1.6k

WARNINGS: none

You weren't sure when this thing between you and Drew even started. You couldn't even describe what it was.

All you knew was how you felt when you looked at him. What he could do to you with a simple glance. It was getting out of hand, you’d both admit that. You couldn't even be in the same room together anymore without giving each other the infamous "let's get out of here" look.

It was a miracle no one had noticed, especially your cast mates. It was almost comical actually, that they hadn't. You knew they were clueless simply because if they knew, they would never leave you two alone about it. Madeline in particular, would have a field day with the information.

Maybe it made sense that no one suspected it, because admittedly you and Drew were an unexpected pairing. You were as different as two people could be, at least from an outside perspective. You'd always appeared to the media as innocent, shy, reserved, in other words - completely opposite of Drew Starkey.

You never would have thought you could feel this way about him, about anyone, actually. The moment you saw him though, you realized just how insanely wrong you were. You were an added character for season three of Outer Banks, and Drew had been the first person you met on set. One singular look at him; dressed in a suit, hair buzzed, smile on his face, and you knew you were done for.

You became extremely fast friends, going out to eat after nearly every day of filming, sharing things with each other like you'd known each other your entire lives. Within weeks, you couldn't imagine your life without Drew, and you considered him your best friend. Until you quickly realized you were much more. The rest is history, really.

There was a small, teeny, tiny part of you that wanted to tell your cast mates, to tell everyone, but you just loved the excitement too much. The risk of getting caught was thrilling. The thrill fueled your relationship - physical relationship, that is - and God did you love it. The stolen glances and 'innocent' touches in crowded rooms, the everlasting feeling of anticipation, the perpetual desperation you felt to just be near him. There was nothing else like it.

But that small part of you had been coming out to play more often recently. You wanted him to be yours. I mean, technically he had been for awhile, but you two were the only ones aware of this. You found yourself wanting to make it known that you weren’t just best friends like everyone thought.

But for now, until you figured out what you really want, and what Drew wants, you were fine with the thrill of it. You even had a little game you liked to play - drive Drew as crazy as possible in the most public of places. You had your game in mind when you picked out the dress you were wearing now as you sat across from Drew. You sat in the limo with the rest of the cast outside the red carpet for the season three premiere, meeting his eyes every couple moments to see him already looking at you.

You glanced down at your red silk dress, innocently adjusting the V-line to display a little more. "Y/n, that dress is absolutely gorgeous!!!" Maddie said next to you as soon as she'd noticed your attire.

"Oh my god it's stunning!" Madison said from the spot next to Drew, leaning toward you to touch the fabric.

Chase, Rudy and JD agreed with a simple approving head nod and "you look good."

Everyone's heads turned to an uncharacteristically quiet Drew, who was oh-so not subtly staring at your neckline. He snapped out of it after a second too long, "yeah-um, you look great," he managed to get out, tearing his eyes from you and down at his phone. "Shouldn't we get out there?"

A couple looks were exchanged before everyone agreed, positioning themselves to get out of the limo and immediately onto the carpet. As soon as the door opened, you could instantly hear the screams of fans and the shutters of cameras. "Woogity-woogity baby," Rudy said to all of you quickly, before being the first one to step out of the car.

You chuckled to yourself, before pasting a camera ready smile on your face. You got out second to last, Drew right behind you as you walked closer to the chaos. Before you could make it to where the rest of your cast mates were, already posing for the photographers, you felt a familiar hand on your waist, followed by a low whisper in your ear, "what do you think you're doing?"

You turned your head just slightly, so you could see him out of the corner of your eye. "Walking toward the red carpet?" you said innocently, smile still plastered on your lips, only growing when you saw the fire in his eyes. Not an angry fire, a lustful fire. Exactly what you anticipated.

His grip tightened around your waist, and he flashed a smile and a small wave to the fans that had spotted you two. “Why did you pick that dress?” he practically whined in your ear.

You shifted your body around, leaning into him ever so slightly careful to not seem suspicious, craning your head up so your mouth was by his ear opposite of the fans. "So you could take it off,” you whispered so quietly you weren't sure he'd be able to hear it. Drew's eyes widened, his polite smile for the audience faltering as he let out a breath. You pulled yourself out of his grip, a proud smile on your face at the confirmation that he had definitely heard you.

You walked toward the middle of the red carpet with an excited wave of your hand toward the fans, leaving Drew to quickly compose himself in front of hundreds of people.

You didn’t see or speak to Drew for nearly the entire rest of the time on the carpet, and you just knew that wherever he was, he was losing his mind. There was a reason you’d picked tonight to wear this dress; it was the busiest night of the year for you and the rest of the cast. Meaning you and Drew would never be able to slip away unnoticed, and you knew that would drive him insane. And maybe, just maybe, it would put the idea in his mind that things would be better if the world knew about you.

Now, standing at the bar at the after party you couldn't help but search the room for Drew. You leaned against the bar, mindlessly downing the drinks the bartender gave you as you waited for Drew to make himself known. When you finally found him, he was already staring at you from across the room. You didn't know if it was the alcohol's effect on you, or just your desire to finally be with Drew in public that made you start walking toward where he stood talking to Chase. You were nearly within his reach, when someone stepped into your pathway.

"Hey y/n!" Madeline said excitedly, her loud voice indicating that she'd also found the bar.

Your eyes stayed fixed on Drew for a moment, who'd witnessed the interruption. You looked at Madeline with a smile, "hey Mads. Having fun?"

You fell into a drunken conversation with Madeline, and you'd be lying if you said you were aware of what you were talking about. When you saw Drew stifle a laugh after Madeline had made a joke, you realized he was within earshot, and a plan formed in your intoxicated head. You fiddled with the straps of your dress in an obvious way with an obnoxious groan. "This dress is so uncomfortable," you said to Madeline with a sigh, "I think I'm gonna go change."

Madeline nodded her head mindlessly, "yes, go change. I'll see you later!" she slurred, pointing at you with her index finger. You let out a laugh, and turned around to walk toward the bathroom.

You only made it about halfway to the hallway before being stopped by a hand on your shoulder. You smiled widely, immediately knowing that your plan had worked. He was like a damn dog on a leash.

You turned around quickly-maybe a little too quickly-because you practically crashed into him, a chuckle involuntarily leaving your lips. Drew steadied you quickly, placing his hands on your hips.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he said after a moment, only a slightly hushed tone.

You pointed behind you to the bathroom, “to change,” you said simply, a knowing smile on your face.

His eyebrow raised, “I remember you saying I would be the one to take your dress off,” he said with a smirk, leaning in closer to your face.

You kept your eyes on his, not even thinking about who could be watching this interaction. “What are we waiting for then?”

Drew smiled and wasted no time slipping his hand into yours, pulling you along with him toward the hallway. You leaned into his chest as you walked, unable to hold in your chuckle at his eagerness. As you walked, you caught a glimpse of a few people sending confused looks your way. “Drew, people are looking,” you whispered, looking up at him to check for a reaction.

Drew simply tightened his grip on you, turning his head to place a kiss on your cheek. “Let them,” he mumbled against your skin.

“It’s about time,” you said with an ear-to-ear smile.

As the two of you stepped into the bathroom, you heard the angelic sound of Drew’s hearty laugh and the click of a camera.

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Trolls BroZone Headcannon / Extension / Analysis

Bruce was the most popular member back in Brozone.

What do you expect? He is the heartthrob after all! Fans used to scream and faint after his smiles and moves. Bruce has always had the most stage presence too. He does not just sing well. He knows how to command the stage. He knows the best angle to face the fans, the best chore to fit with the lyrics and the best spot to stand on stage to let the light shower on top of him. He even makes sure his clothes are slightly tailored to showcase his abs! He is confident and effortless on stage, and super hard on himself. This is partially due to JD's perfectionistic demand, and partially due to Bruce just being that hard-working. Really, JD didn't have to push Bruce at all.

Clay is the most emotional one in the family.

People would assume this is Floyd. However, he is sensitive yet very emotionally mature. On the other hand, Clay doesn't know how to deal with emotions. He's trying though! Even if subconsciously. Clay would mask concern in anger, mask hurt in humor, mask love in silent touches and quick glances. He really doesn't understand them, but he's trying! He's like a feral little kitten, who would brandish paws because he got so confused, yet would never scratch you intentionally.

Floyd is way too forgiving and thinks the goodness of everyone too much.

Floyd always was the mediator back in Brozone days. He needed to understand everyone's point of view, and he did that effortlessly. He is in nature very non-judgmental and emphatic, which makes him hard to dislike anyone. Even when he does feel any slight displeasure toward any brothers, he is quick to squash the feeling down. He would think from others' shoes and would convince himself to let go. He does this because 1) he is way too emphatic, he just feels kindness toward others. 2) he feels he can not add into the constant argument that is within the family. He has to stay calm. He almost never got into any arguments. This mentality almost made Floyd naive, as some would say. He thinks of the world as everyone tries to do the right things, it's just different perspectives. This makes him an extremely kind troll who can bond with anyone. Yet also makes him extremely vulnerable, like when he lets his guard down to Velvet and Veneer.

(Just look at this dude, being kind to Crimp while being imprisoned, and even to Venner after he tortured him... Needless to say, the four other brothers are very protective of Floyd after the whole mess)

Every brother looked up to John Dory at one point in their life.

JD is the superman! baby Branch would say. Why not? He brings food to the table, he chases away the monster under the bed. He seems to have endless energy. Even his laugh is always the loudest! He is a radiant leader who can do everything! baby Branch wanted to be just like JD.

When Bruce tries to become a Dad, the only figure he can come up to model from is JD, who took on the role of Dad too quick, too early.

In the very beginning, for the first couple of shows, when Bruce wanted to act cool on stage, he would also try to act like JD ;) —— ah all those carefree laughs and smirks...

Clay never wanted to disappoint JD. He tried all kinds of things he didn’t like just to get that proud pat from JD. He wanted to take care of the family just like JD did. He became quite well in taking care of others with the Putt Putt trolls, wouldn't you agree?

Floyd would think “how would JD handle this?” whenever he feels himself is not being rational enough.

Floyd is the most emotionally mature of the family.

He think himself as overly emotional and remind himself to stay calm at all times. However, he doesn't realize, disregarding his internal turmoil, he usually is the calmest one in the family.

Floyd is the type to cry silently, just letting tears fall.

Branch is the type to cry without realizing he had cried.

In terms of ability to fight physically, if there's a ranking among Brozone, it would be

JD > Branch > Clay > Bruce > Floyd

Let's just say wilderness has made JD quite tough. He can be really badass if needed. He got weapons on him at all times :).

Branch is paranoid. He has learned. Even though all the brothers still feel protective of him as he's the baby of the family, he is more than capable of handling himself.

Viva is the true badass here. Have you seen her fight in that final scene in the movie?? She definitely trained Clay here and there.

Excluding Floyd, I feel all four brothers can put up quite a fight. Back in Brozone days, Bruce is definitely the top 1. He’s still quite good now, just not as good as the other 3.

Floyd. He is one of the mentally strongest ones in the family, but also the physically weakest one, especially after the V&V torture. However he can definitely try to outsmart someone in a fight.

Bruce was quite a playboy after the band first ended. However, he soon met his soulmate. And boy he fell for it hard. The heartbreaker got domesticated quickly.

Out of the five brothers, Clay gets angry easiest, yet he is also the easies to placate. Just sincerely tell him sorry. He would cave in immediately.

Outside of the family, JD has a nonchalant attitude toward others. He’s still kind, outgoing, and charming. However his softness and silliness seem to only shown to his family. “John Dory can you stop worrying for one second!?”

Floyd was the baby of the family for about ten years before Branch was born. At first the other three have hard time adjusting to that fact: their former baby brother is apparently taking care of the current baby brother, and is doing an amazing job.

Bruce has the best hug.

JD has the safest hug.

Clay has the tightest hug.

Floyd has the softest hug.

Branch has the hug that all other four brothers desperately trying to get. (Let’s just say someone values their personal space…)

Clay is the most intelligent one in the family.

JD might be joking called the old one back in Brozone days, but he got a very solid and loyal fan base. Hey, if it wasn’t for Bruce, he’d be the heartthrob!

Bruce got some dubious fan letters before. Don’t worry, JD took care of them.

In most public coverage, Floyd was always the youngest in the band. Branch only appeared for one show, the last show.

Branch was the secret member of Brozone that every news outlet was trying to get info on. He has appeared in albums yet never in any of the shows. It was quite a stir when they announced Branch was going to be on a show at last.

…TBC!

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Without you (Delta Dawn x John Dory 🧡💙)

(ART/IG: @/ burntzbread) [note: hope you don't mind me using you art as reference, I'll take it down if you don't, it's sorta my inspiration while writing this TT]

(WARNING: English is not my first language)

The trolls in the Country Village, Lonesome Flats. Have known Mayor Delta and John Dory's relationship for a year now. No they weren't dating, they're just close, really close. But they can tell that they really like each other, it annoys them why neither one of them confesses yet.

Though not many country trolls really like John Dory. Cause first of all, he's a pop troll, some of his songs made them sick, he's too loud and even too touchy. Most of all, they worried that it might affect their beloved Mayor and Sheriff from his contagious pop troll nature, that'll affect their village as well.

So yeah, nobody really like nor accept John Dory living in Lonesome Flats... or so they thought.

One day, the rumour of John Dory leaving was spread throughout town. Some rejoices while some really misses him, since he has been a very kind and helpful pop troll to them.

Delta was aware that her friend was part of a band, which is his brothers. JD decided to pay his brothers for a visit, cause its almost been a year since the last time he saw them after saving Floyd. Which means that he has to leave from the country village for a week or 2, leaving everything behind here, that includes Delta.

"Are you gonna be okay while I'm gone?" The turquoise-haired troll asked and held her hand, while carrying both his belongings at his back and holding Rhonda's keys to his other palm. Worried about leaving her behind.

"Pfft! I'll be fine sweetie, you're being so dramatic. I'm a grown lady." The red haired lady scoffed. "You go spend time with your brother, you've already helped us long enough here. Go have a vacation to your real home, dear."

Even though she said that, JD knows that she's not gonna be. For the past few months he knew her. Delta may seem like she's a very tough fiesty mayor that kept everyone safe. He can tell that she's lonely, feeling the pressure of holding responsibility for everyone... much like himself for his family...

The man grabbed her warm hands, caressing in reassurance with an anxious expression on his face "Look, I promise... I'll visit as soon as I can to check on you and everyone... then, we'll go on a date! "

The lady snicker at his sudden silliness, breaking the heavy tension  between them. As expected from him, he always know how to cheer her up... that's what she loves about him....

"Hah, darling, I've already taken care of this village for the past what? 10 years? I can handle your disappearance for another 2 weeks, maybe even a year. And for the last time!  Im NOT going on a date with you! " She joked, giving him an evil smirk. Making him play along again, by acting like someone just stabbed his heart.

"Owww my lady that hurts." He giggled,  making Delta's heart felt a little lighter from joy.

JD turned around, about to enter into Rhonda, but then she saw him turn around,  hesitating to do something. 

Before she could even respond,  she was caught by surprise when JD charged at her with a smirk. He suddenly lifted her up with a hug... like, man! He's so strong! (Or did he secretly work out for this moment hehe) After a few moments of embracing her, he placed her down. But little did Delta know that's not his only surprising gesture.  He rested his lips on her cheeks, embracing this moment he gets to have.

JD immediately run to Rhonda and shut the door before Delta could even hit him with her horse shoes. She blushed deep shades of red, very flustered of what he just did.

"Mr. JOHN DORY!  Don't expect a warm welcome once you've come back!  You're gonna be kissing my fist when you returned!" She yelled, actually out of embarrassment.

"Can't wait honey!" He winked, as he sped up Rhonda so she won't be able to chase him to the driver's seats windows.

And with that... JD just disappeared out of thin air. Like how it was before... it suddenly got... quiet . She thought,  holding the light pressure of JD's lips on her cheek. With a sad expression that everyone in Lonesome Flats noticed... she was missing him already...

Delta turned around and saw that everyone staring at her, "What are you guys doing?  Get back to work!"

She scolded,  that everyone got scared and immediately mind their own business.

TIMESKIP

After JDs disappearance. The country trolls went on their usual routine. That includes Delta Dawn's job as Mayor and Sheriff.

Of course it wasn't the same without John Dory. Hanging around with the guys while playing pop-country songs together with their guitar and helping her around while also cracking jokes to make it more fun.  She find it annoying back then, but she never would've thought she was starting to look for it. Now it was quiet, having lunch alone in her office.

When she came home, she saw Clamper looking a little down while doing her homework. It was an unusual sight,  since whenever she came home she immediately runs to JD to get some upsies,  while he plays along and playfully toss her to the air. Now she just gave her aunt a joyful smile and hug "Hey Aunt Delta, welcome home! "

"Hey my sweet baby, ya hungry?"

"Yes ma'am!" She exclaimed, wanting to light up the mood.

Days went on, work, stress here and there.  The usual routine of going to work, checking up the town, and going home to take care of her niece, repeat for the past week. Then it gets more busy that the country trolls started to notice more changes from Delta ever since the blue haired pop troll disappeared.

Before he came to their lives, Delta was already doing just fine, being a workaholic,  while singing songs in her free time about being "Born to Die" , her life feeling like a routine.

When  that pop troll came, the women who seems to be nothing but work become more and more lively.  They keep seeing her smile and even laugh, being more in the moment. That even her songs becomes a bit more lively. She's even more softer than her tough personality that everyone feared whenever she gets angry,  VERY angry with her temper...

Which is actually...  happening when he left. But worse.

"The Delta Dawn" before John Dory, was back . Not only was she back from being a workaholic, even her temper that everyone feared returned. Another few days has passed, especially when the Country Trolls became busy for an upcoming busy event, she's becoming more stressed and hot headed.

Everybody knows that Delta is just being leader, that she has to be tough for her people to listen, without any bad intention of hurting them. In fact everybody knows she's kind and sweet deep down. But her toughness can get scary that her workers won't be in peace when she is angry.

"Hey I told you to clean this area!"

"Why are the bathrooms sink not fixed yet?!"

"The thieves did what?! Where are they?!"

"I didn't waste the village's finances for it to be nothing! Where's the thing i asked for?!"

Eventually Delta realised her roughness towards her village for the past few days and apologises.

Though everyone was starting to worry about her, despite the fact she apologises. The red haired trolls aura is becoming more scary for them to approach their leader.

"Oh goodness!  Our dear Sheriff has been so stress lately!" A villager spoke,  trying to be quiet so she won't hear them.

"She really needs to rest. She's overexerting herself "

"I can't believe I'm saying this, where is that Pop dude she's always around with?!" A guy asked

"That weirdo?  He came home to visit his bros to the pop village. "

"Well dangitty-doodly! We really need this dude back here if we don't want her to explode at us, especially on tomorrow's very special day!"

And with that,  the country trolls are now starting to look for JD's presence. His their only hope for Delta to calm down.

The day came, everything is going really well with the event. The decorations are aesthetically decorated, music played softly and beautifully,  couples dancing around , giving flowers here and there whether they're friends,  family and lovers...  Yes, it's Valentine's Day.

Everyone is having a great time, Delta? She is, she recieve flowers from Clampers and from her villagers, thanking her for all the hardwork she has done, which made her feel a little better.

She wasn't suppose to go out for Valentine's Day,  she even made sure that everything's finish yesterday.  The lights, the heart shape sweets,  the roses and the music. Everything was done,  even her  own people doesn't mind her resting for this event. But as the Mayor, she was needed. She needs to do the speech of the opening event and gets called out whenever there's an emergency. Unfortunately for her, this year's Valentine's Day is torture for her.

TIMESKIP

It's late evening, the Sheriff finally lays down in her office's coach out of exhaustion.  Finally gets to get away from all of those romantic couples cuddling in public and also some quarrelling between lovers or friends. It was very exhausting.  Thankfully the day is finally over. Being Mayor and Sheriff is tiring,  but it was all worth it to see everyone having a great time.

She sigh, decided to get up and grab some wine that she received. Enjoying the peace and breeze of the night, admiring the lights of her village. She felt a hint of sadness in her chest, as she grabbed some roses, loving the scent, absent-mindedly pluck each petals and let some fall from her window.

"Why do you have to leave? ... in such a very special day... John Dory..." She whispered.  Finally admitting that she misses him. Secretly missing his company, his jokes, his romantic gestures, his cheesy romantic songs and even simply his comforting words whenever she felt the stress of being a leader.

Since when did she gets so attach to him? That life's never been the same without him.

"Why? Do you really wanted me to kiss your fist so badly?" She almost choke at the wine she drunk when she heard a very familiar voice that she haven't heard for 2 weeks.

He was not in her room, she looks around and then spotted a turquoise-haired troll at the side of her window, climbing at the walls with a wide teasing grin on his face that she knows too well. "Hey Ms. Mayor, looking like a hottie as always... Miss me?"

He flirted, internally laughing at her reaction. Though he can't help but lovingly admired her, even by just her presence. "But seriously Delta... you're looking beautiful as always... I miss you..."

She was stunned that she can't say anything but stare, when he finally came in through the window. The silence made John Dory a little scared. Is she mad that he returned late? Or from what he had done from the last time they saw each other?!

"Delta... I'm sorry, my brothers and I have a little bit of an issue back in Pop village and-"

He wasn't able to finish it, when he felt arms went around him, embracing him tightly. The red-haired troll hid her face through his chest, holding him close.

"I thought you weren't coming back..." She spoke up. John was stunned as realization hit him.

"What are you talking about? Of course I'm coming back, I promise didn't I? Not even in this special day... with my favorite lady here, I'm sorry im a bit late..." He was trying to get her to look up, but she doesn't want to,  but just glued herself to his chest, refusing to show her face of which he understood.

Instead, he just caresses the locks of her and returned her embrace, staying quiet for a few minutes and enjoying the peaceful silence they have together.

When they finally let go, Delta immediately wipe her tears and started to act like she never cried at all. JD just pretended that he never saw her puffy eyes and just smiled, that he finally gets to see her again.

"Here... Happy Valentine's day."  He grabbed a rose from the bouquet he was bringing, then pluck the stem along with its thorns, to place the lovely red rose to behind her ears. While giving her the rest of the bouquet.

With that,  they enjoyed the rest of the evening catching up, as they stargaze and loving the view of the village. Drinking some wine and sweets, with romantic country music playing outside.

The Sheriff felt all the heaviness in her chest was lifted and was refreshed by the peace, simply by having his partner by her side.

Yes, this is got to be her most favorite Valentine's Day night...

BONUS: The next day? Yep! The country village was overjoyed of JDs return, dramatically begging him to not leave, and shockingly even ask him to marry the red-haired troll. Which leave the pop troll REALLY confused of their sudden clinginess.

"Umm did I miss something?..."

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and advance Happy Valentine's Day!^^)

[bumblesimagines]

Heyy, y'all!

I know I haven't been active and as much as I wish I could continue some oneshots I have in my drafts, unfortunately I'm staying somewhere where I don't have internet on my laptop 😮‍💨 I'll see if maybe I'll be able to get it fixed soon.

Anyways, the real reason for this post is because of Outer Banks/OBX! I have not finished part 1 or even started part 2 but I don't really care for spoilers so I went ahead and peeked at some and..

I just want to remind everyone to under no fucking circumstances should you be harassing or blaming actors for things that happen to the characters they play. I do not blame Rudy, Madison, Madelyn, Chase, JD, or any other OBX actor for what happens. We have no idea what goes on behind the scenes and we have no idea how the actors truly feel.

But what we do know? We know many of the actors have been harassed by fans over ships for years, especially Madison and Rudy and even Chase gets a bunch of Madelyn/Sarah comments whenever he so much as mentions his girlfriend.

If an actor wants out of a show, they should be able to. Are the executions not always favorable? No, but if I were stuck in a contract for X amount of time and the job starts to wear down on me and leads to people I love being in the line of fire, I would want to leave. Wouldn't you?

Stop putting blame and harassing actors because you're mad or upset. It's so annoying to watch people who know better (no matter if you're a teen or grown adult) go out of their way to make an actor feel like shit because they're throwing a temper tantrum. Olivia Cooke (Alicent Hightower) and Tom Glynn-Carney (Aegon Targaryen) have both spoken out about how shitty they get treated and how it extends to their family. Even Ewan Mitchell (Aemond Targaryen), who was HOTD S1's it boy, faced backlash from fans for simply having a body type they didn't like. You don't think that gets to them? Gets into their head and makes their job exhausting? Makes them lose passion and motivation?

Leave actors alone. You don't like something? Read or write a fix it fic. Some of y'all are too fucking grown to be acting like spoiled brats on a playground. Don't go crying when the actor who gets treated like shit decides to find a different career.

[mggssocks]

Hi could you do a drew starkey instagram au with a black! reader?

Hi and Yes! I figured in this one they’re “just friends” but everyone ships them including the cast. (Face claim ryandestiny on insta). Also this one’s a little longer than the others bc I had a block and then things just started floating to me as soon as I started typing. Hope you like it ! <3

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madelyncline as you should

carlaciagrant cuteeeee

obxfan23 you guys are the cutest

madisonbaileybabe just found ur new contact pic 😍

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jonathandavissofficial I’m in love

↳ drewstarkey marry me?

↳ yourinstagram 🧍🏾‍♀️

obxfan628 Y/N’S COMMENT YOU CANT TELL ME THEYRE NOT DATING

↳ clinefan63 how many times do they have to say they’re just friends 😭

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ynfan25 wait a minute…

madisonbaileybabe it’s giving pougelandia

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drewfan78 isn’t this a similar background as Drew’s post??

↳ baileyfan42 I was thinking that too..

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obxfanupdates y/n and drew via their stories 👀

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drewfan72 I swear they can’t hang out without being accused of being more than friends 🤦🏻‍♀️

↳ jdavissfan09 I mean they’re ALWAYS together ofc we think they’re more than friends..

clinefan61 MADELYN LIKED IS THIS CONFIRMATION?!??!

chasefan52 omg Maddy liked

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drewstarkey delete

↳ yourinstagram I don’t think I will

hichasestokes my favorite non couple

↳ obxfan283 CHASE?!??!

rudeth definitely didn’t blow them all out on his first try

jonathandavissofficial kiss already

ynfan263 OMG JD’S COMMENT

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drewstarkey this was supposed to be a revenge post but she always looks good (thank you everyone for the birthday wishes)

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↳ carlaciagrant she’s lowkey blushing

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↳ yourinstagram 🏃🏾‍♀️💨

hichasestokes y/n is kicking her legs and giggling

obxfan685 the way they are calling y/n out omg 😭

ynfan45 THAT THREAD MY GOODNESS

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drewstarkey damn right I did

madelyncline I knew it

↳ jonathandavissofficial looks like austinnorth55 and madisonbaileybabe owes you $50

↳ obx627 THEY WERE BETTING

hichasestokes is this your coming out as a couple post? that secret was killing me

↳ madisonbaileybabe you knew and you let me bet $50 with Maddy???

↳ drewstarkey it wasn’t but I guess it is now

↳ hichasestokes oops.🫣

[blade-that-was-broken]

HC for the soldier au, you know how kids in the US write those letters to soldiers overseas that the schools never like check before sending out so they say the most unhinged shit. Anyway a lot of the time they try to send those letters to squads of soldiers from the same state or area that the soldiers from the squad are from (this is not always the case but sometimes it is). Anyway basically one time one of branches letters made it to the front of a war that JD was fighting in and JD went feral trading and bribing people to get that letter cause branch actually signed that thing with his first and last name and it’s now one of jds prized possessions that he laminated and took with him everywhere.

Branch is touched but also super embarrassed when he finds this out because 3rd grader Branch was going through it and was a weird ass kinda emo 9 year old due to the family drama going down at the time so the letter says something like “thank you for being a soldier so smart kids like me don’t have to die in war” (this is a quote taken from a real unhinged soldier letter that a real soldier in Afghanistan actually received) with a crayon drawing of like a guy getting shot.

Headcanon no more! It's canon now. I love this so much

In the end, it was Dickory who got it.

John was pretty sure he stole it but he didn't care.

All of the guys - even that sheep's face, Chaz - knew about John's strange situation and the forced estrangement from the brothers he could not find. It was the one thing that John didn't really shut up about and most of them let it go, passing it off as sadness or grief or whatever, since he hadn't seen or heard from them in years. It was entirely possible he never would. And considering how John normally was - fairly quiet, kind of eerily still sometimes - they let it pass. Except for Chaz but well, no one cared what Chaz wanted.

Not every soldier in their platoon received a letter from a kid that day but a few did. And the moment John heard the name, he practically went feral.

Which, in hindsight, they all probably should have seen coming. He was practically raised in the woods. And if how John spoke about it was any indication, it was far in there.

"Yeah dude," someone said at another table. "Our squad got them too. Those kids are insane."

John, Dickory and Growly Pete were in a mess hall lunch room. Although John tended to avoid it, especially when Chaz was there, as fights were prone to break out for some reason, Dickory pretty much twisted his arm for it. Not that it was hard. JD and Dickory were pretty close, surprisingly so. It probably didn't help that John was a softie when it came to people he cared about. Which was most of his squad.

"What happened to normal names like Steve or Bethany? Parents are comin' up with crazy weird names these days!"

"I got a Dawn," another guy replied. "That's not too bad."

"Better than mine."

"What name was on yours?"

"Get this. Kid's name was Branch. Who does that?"

John went rigid within the moment and both Dickory and Pete noticed right away, glancing up from their food. "Nein," Dick grumbled with his nose wrinkling. "What is this? Why are you like this?"

He didn't respond, just stood up and whipped around to the other table. The others jumped, a little surprised at the sudden and slightly menacing presence. "Can we help you...?"

"Do you still have it?"

"Have what?"

"The letter."

"From the weirdo named kid?"

"Hmmmm."

The other soldiers glanced at one another. "Nw. One of the other squad guys found it hilarious and wanted it."

"Who?"

"What is your problem?"

"WHO?"

And that was how it started. John spent every spare minute tracking down that letter, which kept switching hands constantly. It was like John was chasing a butterfly in the wind. The squad quickly learned not to say anything about it or how John was acting. Of course Chaz decided not to listen.

He got pain for his troubles.

The rest of the platoon heard rumors and liked playing around. Suddenly it was kind of a game to keep it out of John's hands. It wasn't out of malice. If anyone knew who it was or what it meant, they wouldn't dare. Keeping a soldier from a loved one's communication was shameful and an unspoken rule.

Then one night Dickory hopped on John's bed, almost crushing his legs and shoved the paper in John's face. "Di-" John jumped and then sputtered. "What is this?"

"What do you think, you fool?" Dickory huffed. "I got it for you."

John stared at it. "Is this..."

"Ja," Dick nodded.

"Did you... dude, did you steal this?"

He shrugged. "Does it matter? You have it now and this foolish game can cease. I understand what it is even if these other idiots do not."

"Thanks man... this, this means..."

"A lot. I know. Are ya going to open it?"

John did so carefully and barked out a short laugh. "He's funny."

"Is it your brother?"

"Yeah," he sighed, wistfully. "He signed his full name. Do you want to read it?"

"I don't have to. I got it for you not for... what do they say? Giggles?"

John laughed lightly. "I think you'll like this."

"Dear Soldier,

Would you like to trade places with me? I think you could handle my stupid family better and I'd be okay with marching around and learning how to hold a gun.

My brothers are dumb, eat all the food in the house and always want to go out watching music. You listen to music, not watch it.

My teacher says I need to thank you so thanks for doing your marching and shooting so smart people like me don't have to. But really, if you want a break and like watching music - call me. I could use a break.

But I guess do the shooting. Don't get shot. I'm pretty sure that is your job anyway.

If there are any girls there marry her, get it over with before you get old and ugly when your done. Best to do it now. Unless you are already old and ugly well then sorry.

Have you ever fought a shark? Some soldiers are on boats so I thought maybe you have. Punch the nose. unless you are one of those in the woods. Don't run from a bear. It'll catch you. Good luck.

Branch

"Your brother is... random," Dickory noted, curiously. "Where did the wife and shark come in?"

"He's like, nine, Dick," John smiled. "He's just a kind."

"One day, John Dory, you're going to meet him again and I am entirely sure you will be best friends."

"One can only hope."

[hepaidattention]

I love that a lot of OBX dialogue is improvised. It really reflects how much the actors love their characters, and it reflects how much characters like JJ really are similar to their actor. The cast always says Rudy is the most like JJ and I think that's v obvious considering a lot of JJs iconic lines are improvised by Rudy. I also LOVE that a lot of John B and JJ scenes are improvised, because it's so obvious. They have scenes that I really don't think anyone could actually write. It's too chaotic to be planned lolll but it shows in how Rudy, Chase, and JD are all best friends off camera, so when they're on camera it's so obvious they all really do love each other. To think, if it weren't for the creators encouraging improvised lines, we wouldn't have so many iconic scenes, like JJs classic "Like the Spanish, bon voyage" "that's not the right language" or the JJ and JB scene driving the uhaul with drugs. It makes the show what it is. It gives it so much heart.

[mirkwoodshewolf]

Hellfire’s Mama fox Chap. 6.2; Eddie Munson x fem!oc

*Author’s note*

Okay well life and work got in the way and then I wanted to catch up on some other stories but I’m finally taking some time to update the next part that I promised for this Eddie Munson fic.

Now like I said this chapter and part contains HEAVY SMUT SO UNDERAGE BLOGS, BOT BLOGS AND MINORS DNI!!!! Or you WILL be blocked ABSOLUTELY NO EXCEPTIONS!! Now to all the other readers out there, enjoy and until the next update. 

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When things got to be too much for Roxxi back in the day, whenever her douchebag of parents pressured her too much or the town was always on her back about her next gymnastic championship, I would drive us out of town to this very field that stood between the forests surrounding the backroads.

Since no one else really paid attention to this area, Roxxi and I affectionately called this our little haven or Pelennor fields.  And it was here in this very spot where I finally had the courage to tell her how I really felt.  

It was homecoming and Roxxi really wanted to go but just a few weeks prior to homecoming week, she was at a gymnastics competition up at Indianapolis when she took s misstep on the balance beam and ended up breaking her ankle.  She was in a full boot cast for 8-10 weeks and all anyone would ask her was if she would be ready for the upcoming semi-finals? Seriously people?! She broke her ankle and all you can ask if she’s ready to get back up on that gym floor?

Even though I was against forced conformity, I knew she needed some cheering up.  So I drove her out here where we had our own little homecoming.  It was safe, she could walk around without anyone causing her any stress or pain to her boot, and at least I’d be picking the good music and not the shitty pop I knew they were playing.  A mixture of both mine and Roxxi’s favorite songs.

And as we danced under the full moon, I took her in my arms, looked deep into her eyes and told her I loved her in Elvish.  She didn’t respond at first, in fact she was in shock and I worried I had fucked everything up but through my ramblings, she silenced me with a kiss.

And the rest as they say is history.

“Pelennor fields. I would’ve assumed you’d take me to Lover’s Lake.”

“Well you know how it is this time of year. Seniors driving up there to make out and have sex at around this time, especially with Homecoming in the next few weeks. We needed some privacy.” I told her.

“Very true. Plus it’s kinda cliché over there. I like having our own personal haven to go to that not many people look towards.” I pulled her close and kissed her cheek.

“C’mon, the stars should be coming out soon.” I reached in and took out a blanket and we raced down the hill and across the open grass until we came to the perfect spot for stargazing.  I spread the blanket out and sat down across it before extending my hand for my lady to take.  But she stood there looking between me and my hand.

A slow Cheshire grin came across her face before she began to cartwheel away from me.  I shook my head and got up and chased after her.  On her fifth cartwheel she took notice of me chasing after her so she ran as fast as she could.

She took quick turns to try and out-fox me but I was quick to stop and change direction to follow right after her.  As I would graze my fingers against her, she would let out a shriek as she tried to change direction but she made a fatal flaw as I came up and engulfed my arms from behind, spinning us around.

She then made one final move and hopped up onto my back so that I could hold her against me.

“Hey that’s not fair!” I exclaimed through my laughter.

“All’s fair in love and war now onward my trusty steed!” all’s fair huh? Well in that case.  Since I was already holding onto her knees that were around my waist, I gave them a squeeze behind them, making sure to graze my fingernails against her skin. “AHH NOHOHOHO!” she laughed.

I kept at my attack as she tried to hold on but the tickling grew too much and she came off my back. But just before she could make another run for it, I let out a roar and grabbed her from behind and lifted her up into the air.

“Eddie put me down!” she said through her giggles.

“There is no Eddie here fair maiden. For I am the dark Wizard who makes his home here in these fields, and the only way for you to escape is by letting me feast on your energy.” I spoke in a low but playful demon voice that I sometimes use for any monster characters of D&D.

“Then find some other source, I won’t give you my soul nor my spiritual energy!” she said getting into character.  God I really love how she knows when I want to roleplay with her.

“Soul? Spiritual energy? Oh no my dear, no that’s not the energy I crave. I crave something more—sweeter than that. And what is sweeter than the energy of someone’s…..laughter.” I growled into her ear as I buried my face into her neck and shook my head using my hair to tickle her neck.

“No! No anything but thahahaht!”

“Oh yes fair maiden. Because there is no escape from the Evil Overlord of—TICKLES!” I dug my fingers into her waist which had her going down in seconds.  I got on top of her before moving my fingers to her stomach or as I like to call it the ���death spot’ especially when you go around her belly button.

“AHAHAHAHA NO NOT THEHEHEHRE AHAHAHA!!” I growled pleasurably at her as I could feel the energy of her laughter overcome me. “DOHOHOHON’T TICKLE MEHEHEHEHE!”

“I believe the brave maiden once said, ‘All’s fair in love and war?’ Hmm?” I mocked her with a sadistic grin.  Now it may seem like I’m truly torturing her but I know my girl.

If she were really hating this, she’d be fighting tooth and nail to get me to stop (which she has done in the past) by grabbing my wrists or use her former gymnastic skills, or as I call them Elvish powers, and free herself. But here, she was just lying there along the grass allowing me to do this.  Deep down she must’ve needed this, otherwise she wouldn’t have teased me into doing this to her.

“MERCY! MERCHEHEHEHYYYY!!” she shrieked through her laughter.  After digging into her hips and giving her a few raspberries to her neck, I finally showed her mercy and left her panting underneath me.

“Never change, my beautiful, beautiful Roxxi.” I brushed some of her hair out of her face as well as my own as I lowered myself over her, our noses just barely touching.  “Promise me?”

“So long as you don’t, my Teddy-bear.” I smiled and I sealed that promise with a kiss.  After the kiss, I took her hands and helped her stand up and brought her close to me, her arms wrapped around my neck and mine at her waist, our foreheads touching lovingly as we swayed under the stars.  “Seems you followed through on your murder plan from earlier.”

“Only cause you forced me. But don’t deny you loved it. You’ve been a tickle brat this past week, can’t seem to recall ever tickling you this much for as long as we’ve been together.” Through the light of the full moon, I saw her cheeks go slightly red as she looked down embarrassedly. “You are so cute. It should be illegal for you to be this adorable.” I said lifting her chin up to look at me.

“Don’t say stupid things Eddie.” I chuckled softly.  She may deny it but I know the truth but I won’t force her to openly admit it, it can be our little secret.

“Shall we truly begin what I brought you out here for, stargazing and finding our constellations. Maybe even create some new ones?”

“I have missed stargazing with you during the summer. The city lights really blocked them out.” I nodded before taking her hand in mine and lead her back to the spread out blanket and the two of us lay there cuddled together (my jacket over her when she started shivering) and we made pictures out of the stars until almost midnight before we decided to head back home.

When we got there, I shut the engine off and walked over to Roxxi’s door and opened it up for her.  As she came out, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down for a kiss.  My hands rested at her waist as I deepened the kiss.

Out tongues softly poking at each other before I separated and whispered to her.

“Now comes the second half of your crit-hit.”

“I think I have a feeling of what it is, especially after that kiss. But mind enlightening me nonetheless.” I smirked and quickly picked her up bridal style which made her both shriek and giggle.

“After they parted from Pelennor fields, Beren takes his beloved Lúthien back to their humble cabin, where he worships her body and soul.” I said to her as I walked up the steps of the trailer.

“So long as Lúthien also gets to worship her beloved as well.” I grinned and took her inside and into my room where the two of us fell onto my bed.

Jesus H. Christ, how is this possible? I know I ask myself this a million, billion, screw it a zillion times.  But how did I ever manage to sway the former Queen of the Skies, Gymnastics superstar Roxxi Murdock (when she said her old name is now her dead name, I respect it and will never refer to her by that name again) to be my girlfriend?

She was way out of my league, hell we weren’t even in the same social class.

I mean c’mon rich parents, cousin to the Harrington family, gymnastics superstar, intelligent? No way man, how did she ever fall for a freak like me I’ll never know? But deep down I’m glad she did, I can’t imagine my life without her and in the past I nearly did.  

Those were the worst days of my life and I feared after seeing Harrington again after all this time, it was gonna steer my Queen off the wagon back to that depression.

“I can see the smoke coming from your ears babe.” My focus came back to her.  “You’re head’s gonna explode if you keep overworking that brain of yours with whatever it is you were thinking about.” she said stroking through my hair.

“Only just how beautiful you are.” She let out a groan.

“That was way too corny!” she exclaimed.

“I know.” I leaned down and captured her lips with mine. “And it’s all your fault.” I held her face in my hands as our kiss deepened.  “You’ve turned me soft.” I began to kiss down her neck.

“But you don’t complain about it.” I looked at her before softly booping her nose with my pinkie finger.

“That’s cause I love you too much.” I chuckled softly before coming up and kissed her again, this time softer and more loving.  She cupped my face in her hands before she moved down over my Metallica shirt and I felt her starting to remove it.  I separated from her and helped her remove it before coming back on top of her.

Her hands rested at my shoulders first before moving down my arms, her fingers tracing and going over my tattoos particularly my wyvern one.

“You really do like that one don’t you?”

“Dragons are my favorite mythological creatures. While most girls fawned over fairies and unicorns, I imagined riding on the back of a dragon.”

“You’d look pretty metal doing it.”

“But I think right now, I’ll settle for someone else to ride tonight.” I let out a lustful groan.

“And you call me the perverted one. You silver tongued succubus.” I kissed her deeply before moving back down her neck and giving her a few hickies that I knew would show themselves by morning.  She let out moans with each nip and lick I made on her skin, and feeling her writhe under me in pleasure made my pants a bit tighter.

I then took the bottom of her shirt and removed it while she loosened my belt for me and removed it with a single pull.  How she ever did that I’ll never know but I’ll never question it.

“Jesus….no matter how many times we do this, I’m always blown away. You truly are a goddess in mortal form.”

“Flatterer.”

“Not flattery,” I pecked her lips.  “Only speaking the truth.” I cupped her face as we deepened the kiss and I felt her arms wrap around my shoulders.  I then kissed down her neck and softly gave her a gentle nip while also gently squeezing her hips which made her gasp.

“Oh Eddie.” She moaned softly.  God her skin felt so warm, so soft, so—perfect.  There really just aren’t any words to describe what Roxxi means to me, if I had my way I’d keep her in my arms forever and never let her go.

“You feel so good in my hands Roxxi.” I whispered as I kept kissing down her collar bone and across her shoulder.  I raised a hand and slowly moved her right bra strap to the side and marked that spot with kisses and nips of my teeth.

I then reached over to her other bra strap and slowly moved that one down as well before looking down at her.

“May I?” I asked softly.  She nodded before giving me a verbal yes to which I reached behind her and unhooked her bra before removing it from her, allowing her breasts to finally be free.  I then took her hands in mine and raised them over her head pinning them gently while I lowered my hips down to hers.

I kissed her collar bone before slowly, intimately kissed down towards the valley between her breasts and stopped at the center of them. I trailed my lips up the skin of her left breast and stopped just above her left nipple.

I could encompass my lips around it, use my tongue to tease and make it stand erect (maybe even give it a tickle), so many thoughts and ideas buzzed around my head about what to do.  She let out a whine as she tried to raise her chest towards my lips so that I could give her what she desired.  Oh don’t you worry sweetheart, you’ll get it.

I chuckled before I finally decided on giving it a small kiss. Not directly on that sweet bud, I had kissed just above it but just enough for her sweet upper nub to feel my lips. I then began to kiss around it in a slow circle which made my girl whine and moan as I felt her hips buck.  I moaned as I chuckled darkly before giving her what she wanted.

I encompassed her nipple between my lips giving it a loving suck before using my tongue to tease and circle it.  She let out a gasp as I felt her fall further back against my bed.

“Eddie! Please! Let me hold you!”

“Nah-uh-uh-uh-uh.” I whispered using my DM voice before going back to giving her left breast the love and attention it deserved.  I squeezed her wrists a bit tighter while I sucked on her left breast allowing her to fully moan.  Like the song of a siren, it was music to my ears as I worshipped each breast with either a kiss, nip or kitten lick it deserved.

I then began to slowly kiss down her soft tummy paying extra attention to her lower abdomen just above her pant line.  I then unbuttoned her jeans and unzipped them just as slow before forcing myself to let go of her wrists so I could lower her jeans down past her legs.

It was then she managed to escape from underneath me, remove her jeans and flip me onto my back with such agility and grace, no wonder she was my graceful she-Elf.

“I did say Lúthien should also worship her husband, right? And this isn’t just my anniversary, isn’t it?” I smirked up at her.  As much as I love it when I can make her submit, I also love the fact that she can also take charge and be dominant.

“Aye, that is true my beloved.” She smirked softly and pressed her lips to mine and began kissing along my jawline till she got to my ear and I felt her softly blow into it.  I tensed up and let out a mix of a growl and grunt then she began humming in my ear.

It didn’t sound like any song I’ve heard on either the radio or on our mixtapes.  But oh Jesus was it beautiful, she truly had me under her siren spell.  As she hummed, I felt her nails slowly slide down my bare chest, down my stomach and towards my jeans.  I felt her unbutton them before she stuck her hands down my boxers and I felt her wrap her hand around my cock.

I let out a gasp but she gently shushed me in my ear before giving my earlobe a kiss and continued humming all while I felt her starting to pump me.

“Shiiiit. Oh fu—ahh! Ohhh shit sweetheart.” God she really knew how to get me going.  Her thumb gently stroked and rubbed my tip while she kissed and nipped around my neck as she continued her siren song.  I buried my face into her shoulder as I hissed and groaned in pleasure as she kept teasing and slowly jerking me off.

“My own, my love, my precious~” she softly whispered.  At hearing that I grabbed her hand that was down my boxers and pulled it out before I had her pinned down underneath me once again.

“If anyone is anyone’s precious, you are my precious.” I growled lowly.  “I need you, I need you right now.”

“Seems like the foreplay is over.”

“Your damn fucking right it is!” I growled as we both removed our underwear and tossed them aside.  I grabbed a condom from my bedside desk and quickly put it on but Roxxi got up and cupped my face into her hands and kissed me passionately.  I felt myself fall to the bed as she mounted herself on top of me.

“I did say I could ride you instead of a wyvern right?”

“I have no objections. Whatever you want.” She then got herself into position aligning her entrance with my cock until she slowly lowered herself on top of me.

Inch by inch my cock went deeper into her as the two of us let out a series of moans.  Once she had gotten adjusted that’s when she began to ride me.  And oh Jesus H. Christ was it fucking heavenly! My hands gripping onto her hips while hers were softly rubbing up and down my chest before gripping onto my shoulders.

“Oh god! Oh Eddie!” she cried out.

“Shit! Oh fuuuck! Jesus babe you AHH!!” I groaned before letting out an animalistic growl.

“Oh you feel so good Eddie!”

“Try you babe. Riding me the way you are, Jesus you are beautiful!”

“I’m gonna—” she threw her head back as she grunted.

“Cum sweetheart. Let go for me.” Gasps and grunts came out of our mouths before she finally came on me.  She then pulled herself off of me before cuddling close to my side and I wrapped my arms around her.

“That—was—incredible.”

“You should ride me more often babe.” We both chuckled before we looked down at each other.  I brushed away the strands of her multi-colored hair out of her eyes before stroking the apple of her cheek.  I pressed a kiss to her forehead and whispered. “Happy anniversary Roxxi.”

“Happy anniversary Eddie. I love you meleth nin.”

“Love you too, A’maelamin.” My beloved.  Because that’s what she is to me, and what she will always be to me.

She rested her head over my heart while I rested mine on top of hers, covering us up with the sheet.  I rubbed my hand up and down her bare back while giving her soft and gentle kisses anywhere on her face that I could reach before I felt her fall asleep in my arms.

This is only the beginning.  Most people say that high school romances never last but Roxxi—she and I have been through a lot together.  I need her as much as I know she needs me, she makes me better and I help her stay afloat and not have her lose herself.

I promise you sweetheart. I’m gonna work my ass off so that together we can walk that stage next year, look Higgins dead in the eye and flip him off before snatching those diplomas and run like hell out of this forsaken town of Hell.  Not only just as lovers but future partners, because Roxxi you’re it for me.

Once I can find enough money, I’m gonna get you a ring and ask you to be mine officially.  Beren and Lúthien got to have their happy ending, now it’s time Eddie and Roxxi got that happy ending too.  I promise you babe, you’ll never feel abandoned or mistreated as some prize to be won ever again.

[aureatescars]

muse

name: Alexander Kozachenko

nickname(s): Sasha, Buddy

age: verse dependent

race/nationality: Caucasian, Eastern European

place of birth: Holigrad, Eastern Slav Republic

gender: cis male

sexuality: demisexual

occupation: teacher (English, Math), former revolutionary

height: 190cm - (6 ft 3 in)

hair: dark brown

eyes: hazel

laterality: right-handed

~spoilers for Resident Evil: Damnation below.~

bio: Born and raised in Holigrad, today’s capital of the Eastern Slav Republic, Sasha always felt that he grew up as a child should: sheltered, surrounded by friends and loved ones, free to chase his dreams and ambitions under the watchful eye of a loving mother.

All things considered and even with the weight of an absent father hanging over him at times, his childhood was a happy one. Not least of all because of his two lifelong friends, JD and Irina, both of which did their part of keeping him hale and whole throughout.

It was true that they went along with most of his reckless ideas when they came to him. He had been a wild child. Easily excited, with sheer endless energy and a sense of adventure instilled in him by stories his mother read to him from as early as he can remember. More than once did their little group of friends butt heads with other kids. Sasha having been easy to anger back then, too. A weakness of his that persevered way into his adult years, only ever eased by Irina who always knew how to temper his anger when needed, and JD who lightened his mood when he lost himself to brooding after yet another squabble lost.

If asked today why he eventually chose the road that led him to teaching, he would be embarrassed to admit that in essence it had been Irina to push him towards it, telling him she was certain he would make a great teacher. And him, at the time already quite smitten with her, easily followed where she went, grateful for every hour spent studying together, for every minute spent talking about the years to come.

In the end, the story went as it always does: they fell in love, were happy, made plans for a joined future even before Sasha worked up the courage to ask Irina for her hand in marriage...

Sasha’s life was what people would call normal, maybe he’d even count as happier than some. Up until the day tragedy struck and in one fell swoop derailed his entire life and squashed any dreams of a future.

Unrest had been sown among his countrymen for years, even decades now. A civil war raged among the people, two parties grappling for power. The ruling class and the resistance. Rich against poor, an age old song that left nothing but blood and tears in its wake.

Sasha hadn’t been blind nor deaf to the state of his hometown, of his country, and yet the attack to the school during the middle of the day blindsided everyone, although he would go on to blame himself for years to come. He should have known. Should have done something --anything-- against the accusations voiced that the school housed a resistance cell, which in turn ultimately lead to the justification of an attack against civilians, against children. So many lives were lost that day, including Irina’s, leaving Sasha standing among the burned ruins of what was once his life.

Grief and anger no longer able to be held back by the soothing touch or kind words of his lover manifested themselves into the wish - no - the need for revenge, leaving him aching for what he perceived as justice, carving out a dark hollow place deep inside himself that left a grim and reckless determination to set things right.

He had never held a gun before joining the resistance under the guidance of a member of the Council of Elders, but he had always been a quick study. A natural they called him, but it was empty praise to him. Nothing mattered anymore other than ending the war with the resistance as the victor. His comrades said he fought like a man possessed, in awe of someone burning so brightly for their cause, not afraid to die in the line of duty.

Sometimes he wonders if he wasn’t simply tired of living.

He went through the motions for the longest time after joining the ranks. Killed when necessary, followed orders without question, but never without remorse. He still has nightmares about all the lives he took during that time, no matter how much he reasoned with himself that it had been for the right cause, for freedom at the time.

It was easier in the beginning, with the anger still fresh in his mind, but the longer the fight went on and the further the memory of his fiancée drifted into the past, the harder it got to justify his actions, and the more hopeless he felt. In the end, the conviction that he believed to be inherent to himself turned into a crutch, something to hide behind, to cling to, because if he wasn’t Buddy, the soldier, he was still Sasha, the man who lost everything.

Of course, fate has a weird way of pushing one onto a different path and so it happened that shortly after the resistance got their hands on the means to control what they called B.O.W.s an American government agent stumbled into his path just as the civil war came to a head in the capital.

Today, Sasha wouldn’t be able to recount all that led to him facing down enemies alongside the man who’s throat he had put a knife to upon first meeting him. The entire battle a haze of pain and rage and fear after he allowed the Plaga into his body and until this moment he can still not understand the motivations that had Leon Kennedy save his life not once, but multiple times throughout them making what he assument to be their last stand at the time.

It must have been pure adrenaline what kept him going throughout he thinks, that and the Plaga, the dominant species of a biochemically engineered parasite used to control the other B.O.W.s and it is also this which he blames for his spotty memory of the events.

But even so, he’ll never remember anything more clearly than the moment he tried to take his own life after the dust settled, fear of turning into one of those monsters running rampant in his mind, only to be stopped by Leon, the man staring him down with such conviction that even when he pointed a gun at him to rid him of the parasite that had attached itself to his spinal chord he felt overwhelming relief overshadow the gutwrenching anguish over knowing what was to come: pain, agony even and then more loss, the loss of his legs, maybe even more, he couldn’t know, but something in Leon’s eyes told him that he’d live..

That is my answer. And your answer.

[allthedamnlove]

i love that you’re a drewfiona enthusiast (ik they’re in relationships but they have such a cute costar relationship :,)) and i wish we got more of their interactions too! they both are so sweet and i love how drew during poguelandia was taking care and looking out for fiona since it was her first time 🥺 like in the live he kept looking at her and asking “you guys having fun?” like he clearly was only speaking to fiona lol it was so cute and sweet. and when JD hugged fiona first and kept her close to him, drew later hugged her and pulled her to his side kinda like bro that’s my costar hehe they def got closer in season 4 and i hope we get some more of them in season 5 press tour but like…not high hopes for that knowing the show runners. but i love them anywayyy <3

oh the main reason i even tuned to season 4 was rafe and sofia. I was very much into the other ships before them but then BOOM I saw them and I was like no no no this is THEE ship i will be dying on. And the main reason was drews and fionas chemistry. I love how drew and fiona literally sat down and created a story for rafe and sofia cuz the fuckass writers couldn't.

OH I love them together so much. The way THEY WERE THE ONLY ACTUAL "COUPLE" of obx who took a couple photo on the red carpet. Jd and laci obvio did but not as an official photo on the red carpet. SOOOO IN A WAY I SO WON THAT DAY. And the way drew and fi always GOOF around; making funny faces and putting ones shoulder over others shoulders....I hate that god hates me. Alsoo the austin comment abt them on the live being a "dynamic duo" OH DONT DO THIS TO ME. Oh I love that he knows he is kinda the only person other than chase, austin and the girl who played ruthie (shes so prettie btw) so he's always keeps her at an arms length. AND ALSO AT THE EVENT THEY WAY THEY WERE SMILING AT EACH OTHER AND THE HEIGHT DIFFERENCE, HE ALWAYS BENDS DOWN TO HUG HER I CANTTTT

Obvio i know that both may be in different relationship but hey a girl can at least dream ig. But honestly if they were really together in some other reality, they would EAT, have you seen that face cards and the height difference and the combined TALENT LIKE HELLO

I watched other interviews of fiona and shes SOO SICKINGLY SWEET. She was even holding the anchors hands and just talking sooo cutesy in Spanish and I feel that drew's kind of shy when he's alone in interviews and so it will be so interesting to see how cutesy fiona will just ramble while drew will just chime in. I so want them to do interviews cuz i wanna see how their offscreen chemistry is and I HATEEE THAT NO ONE IN THE PRESS TOUR asked anything about working with fiona cuz basically she was rafes scene partner throughout this season and i hate that she is being sidelined while AUSTIN was there for the press like OKKKK. I want the INTERVIEWERS TO TALK ABOUT SOFIA AND RAFE, NOT RIARA.

I so wanted fiona to be on the hot ones cuz drew was the one without a partner and clearly fiona could have been an amazing addition. I feel like she would be a riot in those cast games.

Atleast i want them in another project cuz I have said this a thousand times atp...the reason they seem so "underwhelming" (FIRST OF ALL THATS A LIE AND THEY ALL ARE BLIND) is because of the script. Even then they have captured my interest with the very very limited amount of screentime cuz it was that good, i can feel the sexual tension through the screen during the scene with rafe holding her uo tying the bikini like just fuck atp.

And so truee with jj being presumed dead (oh jiaras are trying so hard to revive jj but I don't think he's coming back). Rafe will kinda become an important character like s2 so I feel like fiona ie sofia will also become more relevant ig.so I'm so waiting for fiona interacing with the main cast for the next season.

again pls dont come at me other peeps. This is my opinion and mine only. THANK YOU FOR THE ASK THO I LOVE THEM SM AND WANT ONLY THE BEST FOR THEM.

MWAH

[slasherscream]

black girl high femme reader request here 👄💅 can we get a black!reader who's aesthetic is super girly y2k w/ crazy ass boys gang. Maybe she's got a little attitude but is sweet w/ the boys?? Thank youuuuuu 🧡

A/N: oh god yes i LOVE y2k as a black girl and i want to do a fashion wardrobe reboot when i have the money, don’t care if it’s just a trend i love it

crazy ass boys gang + black!reader who loves y2k fashion

billy loomis: First off he loves brats, he really does. He doesn’t know what it is about that little attitude of yours but it gets to him. The way you dress is what first got him eyeballing you. If we’re being frank, how feminine you were made him think you’d be the perfect victim (problematic? uhm, yeah.) Local man who doesn’t know how to separate extreme attraction from his murderous urges please stand up. He started talking to you and decided he was going to go on a few dates with you first though. You’ve gotta know someone in order to make their nightmares come true when you’re killing them! But he fell in love with you instead >:((. He’ll be angry about that for a while, honestly.

josh washington: Thinks you’re a baddie. This is the highest compliment since he’s always around baddies. He can’t help it, it’s the natural order of things. He’s rich, funny, outgoing, and popular. He attracts hot people in droves. He’s only ever got eyes for you though. Thinks your attitude is well-deserved. If he looked half as hot as you he’d have an attitude too. Likes to watch you get ready when you two go out. Also likes adding new pieces to your wardrobe. The reward is watching you look so good (plus the kisses, those are great too.)

stu macher: He likes mean people so he peeps your attitude quickly and it makes him go ‘awooga’. You’ll assume it was your looks but no, it was your resting bitch face. He really likes your makeup. Loves it when you do a lip-liner and colored gloss look. Always chases you around trying to make out with you because he likes the shine of it getting smeared everywhere. Gets you a lot of accessories and designer things. You stay decked out in baby phat and baby phat equivalent. Also, he loves to match.

jd/jason dean: Isn’t that impressed with aesthetics. He’s been all around the country and observed all sorts of cliques. Still, he appreciates your dedication to one particular look. Bonus points if where you live no one else is doing it quite like you. If you’re not afraid to stick out, that will definitely grab his attention. Dressed to impress even though you’re just going on a quick snack run to 7/11? It makes him smirk. You’re a little high maintenance, and it’s not typically what he’d go for, but there’s something about your Queen Bee attitude that keeps him locked down forever. 

kevin khatchadourian: As disrespectfully as possible, he does not care ☠️. Secretly he does like that Eva hates the way you dress (she is ever so slightly prejudiced, if not ever so slightly full-on racist.) This is something you have in common as she also hates the way he dresses. Doesn’t like it when you give him attitude but doesn’t care how you treat other people at all. Probably prefers it when you’re mean to other people. The smaller your circle is the more time you have for him. Is noticeably kinder to you when you’re being sweet to him though, so keep eye-rolls and teeth sucking to a minimum for your own sake. 

nathan prescott: Tries not to be obsessed with you but he is. You make him froth at the mouth. He takes one look at you and demands you start hanging out with his crowd so he can always have you around but pretend he’s not that interested. You see right through him and probably ignore his ass, just for a laugh, just because you can. This makes him even worse and bruises his ego. He’ll break before you do and it won’t be particularly romantic but you can’t expect much when it comes to Nathan and romance. Gift giving isn’t so much his love language as it is a compulsion because he’s miserable at showing his affection any other way. Loves the way you look but is not confident enough in his taste to buy you clothes on his own. Throws his wallet at you and demands fashion shows once you get back from your shopping spree. Some of your date nights involve him just taking pictures of you and instructing you how to pose. It relaxes him. 

sebastian valmont: What’s better than one bad bitch? Two bad bitches. You two look so good together it’s sickening. You don’t match, but the opposing styles you have wind up looking very sleek side by side. He loves shopping and always pays for the trips. Will even get you two personal shoppers that will bring clothes to you so you can have “lowkey” dates at your mansion. You two are high maintenance together. Equally bratty. He loves that he can be bitchy with you but also loves that he can be sentimental and soft as well. Because of the circles he runs in, people have said one or two nasty things about you behind your back, like calling you a gold-digger. He has ruined more than a few people’s lives over these comments. Tells you about it too because he needs you to know he’ll take care of you in all regards. Romantic king. 

david mccall: You’re definitely not the first black girl he’s dated. He’s got “I regularly date black women” swag. He knows all the drills. Likes to spoil you rotten and get you to go soft for him. He likes your hard-ass persona too though. Parades you around because you’re literally the catch of the century. You two are attached at the hip because he’s toxic. There are no more girls only nights. He’s always playing body-guard. Upside, he looks hot when he’s staring people down for looking at you too long. You can always wear what you want because he’s always ready to fight. Sits and feeds you food while you get your nails and hair done and never complains no matter how long it takes. The only thing he does afterwards is fawn over the way you look and pay the bill. Again, he knows the drill. 

sparrow!ben hargreeves: Is very focused on appearances since he’s always lived in the limelight. He’s always put together so he needs a partner who is on the same wavelength when it comes to looking good. Knows you’re not dating him for his fame because you give nasty ass looks to the paparazzi whenever they interrupt dates. It honestly makes him laugh, which is hard to do. He loves your mean little attitude when it’s directed at other people. Do not get snippy with him or y’all will be yelling at each other anytime and anyplace. Apologizes to you with expensive gifts. You make him use his words anyways and it enrages him, but he’s addicted to you so he says he’s sorry through gritted teeth. (He thinks the thousands of dollars of Off-White clothes he got you should have sufficed as a “sorry” but he keeps his mouth wisely shut.)

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Truth Or Dare

TW: smut. Language. Sexual innuendos and teasing. 

SUMMARY: A game of truth or Dare with Drew and the rest of the outer banks cast changes your relationship with him forever…

Word Count: 2500

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Truth Or Dare

The game of ‘Truth or Dare’ had acted as a gateway of releasing inhibitions and taking risks without having to face the aftermath of what would have otherwise have held awkwardness to altered friendships and an attempt to remain professional. But ever since it was first introduced by Madison as a rather juvenile way for everyone to get to know one another, it had become a staple at every gathering from birthdays to weekly dinners, always ending with hangovers and memories as trophies for what had transpired. 

It was this very game that brought Madelyn and Chase together when they were too stubborn to cross that line of flirtation and distant gazes, the same having been said for Rudy and Elaine who were ultimately unable to deny their feelings after sharing a kiss when a dare called for that very thing. And now, the latest bout of this game began once everyone sat in their respective places throughout Drew’s apartment as you’d all gathered to celebrate the close of filming his latest movie. Because of this it had also been months since you’d seen him, which only worsened the crush you had on him, only knowledgeable between you and Madelyn.

“Truth or Dare?” Rudy began to Jonathan, who was halfway through a sip before choosing the latter. 

“I dare you to send a dick pick to that special little lady in your phone…” Rudy teased as JD rolled his eyes and Madelyn couldn’t hide her scoff. 

“Not even gonna try to ease into it?” Austin teased as you caught a glimpse of Drew looking for your reaction before he’d ultimately lift his phone to view. 

“Okay fine…just a sext then…since it IS the first one…” Rudy retracted his dare as JD nodded, tapping away on the screen of his phone before ultimately reading it aloud for your group. The eroticism behind words of surprising eloquence made your cheeks burn red with a newfound heat as Drew shared this blush, the beginning of a mutual arousal that would burn throughout the remainder of the night. 

“Maddie?” JD asked as her eyes rose from having been lost temporarily in her thoughts, breaking free from the sound of her name. 

“Truth-”

“Did you and Chase ever have sex on set?” To this, everyone drew eerily quiet, a question more of an inappropriate curiosity shared between your group as she casted her eyes upwards in guilt before slowly nodding, Chase agreeing. Even if they weren’t together anymore, they were both able to make light of their relationship as they’d both managed to move on with other people, a friendship salvaged beneath continued admiration and respect. 

“How many times?!” Rudy’s eyes widened as he awaited an answer. But this added question was ignored as her eyes focused on you, your name making your heart race as you knew she would include Drew no matter the choice you’d made. 

“Dare.” Her eyes illuminated with excitement as she took a moment before offering your command. 

“I dare you…to give Drew a little love bite…” Your eyes rose to him as he set up his hands in acquiescence, angling his head to where you were given easy access. 

“Have at it, sweetheart.” He teased as you inched closer, the alcohol and your need for him working in unison to rival the anxieties to act on your arousal. 

You would inch closer onto your knees before feeling his fingers rest on your hips as yours moved onto his shoulders. But just before you were prepared to begin your motions, he turned to face you, his lips tempting yours with a game of chicken in knowing the rules of the game. You could only act on what was asked of you. Therefore everything aside from the truth or dare itself was prohibited, no matter how desperate either of you were to act on pushing things further. 

“Be gentle?” He teased as you bit your bottom lip before gliding past his lips in an echo of that forbidden kiss, before leading your mouth to his neck. Your fingers ran through the buzz cut of his hair to guide him even further beneath your submission as a content smirk developed just over your shoulder, before you began to suck softly onto his skin. A single scoff made in an attempt to breathe made you break your focus for just a moment in understanding how he relished in this along with you, before you’d withdraw to find that violet hue left behind by your dare having been fulfilled. 

As it was now your turn to ask, you decided on Austin, having him take a shot off of Carlacia as the game continued. Meanwhile, you and Drew would cast those looks to one another, mostly to react to the scenes portrayed before you, shying away in chuckles, before it was now Drew’s turn as he accepted the latter of the game as well. 

“Make out with anyone of your choosing…At least for five minutes-” Chase offered as his eyes had flashed to you, everyone having already assessed by now who his choice would be. And as suspected, he turned to face you, licking his lips with anticipation, before leaning closer. The smell of his cologne mixed with the faintest echo of a former cigarette and recently consumed alcohol left your lips to part in premature anticipation as his smirk widened. 

“Come here…” He groaned as he carried you over his lap, your legs forced into a straddle, as he pulled you into him by a soft grip of guidance around the back of your neck and savored the way you’d been in a desperate yet patient wait for him. 

The initial connection of your kiss was soft and sweet, as a first kiss usually expected to be. But once he’d realized you were as invested into this ‘dare’ that was simply an excuse to act on the more intimate of your needs, he nearly devored you without a care of the eyes that fixated and fell away from you in how steamy the kiss had become rather quickly. Your hips began to ride over him, pushing intentionally into him as he’d run his fingers down your back and over your hips until he was able to take hold of your ass and pull you even harder against him. Immediately, your fingers reacted in gluttonous need as you fisted hard against his shirt, needing more-needing him, and showcasing this in the desperation of your touch. 

“If we don’t stop ‘em, we might need to start charging or something-” Rudy commented as Madelyn nodded. 

“Okay, you’re good…” But neither you or Drew truly heard anyone but the inclined breathing of one another. 

If not for the fact you favored this kiss and the passion behind it, he would have lifted you into a relinquishment of your friendship and pounded every frustration for hours in painless thrusts exercised in desire. It was a thought across you both before Madison and Moriah would have to actually force you apart in a playful push and pull as Drew held you off of him, his eyes now devoted to you in a different need throughout the rest of the dares. 

For the next hour, a handful of continued explicit dares made their way throughout your group. Austin would streak the entire apartment complex in record time, Rudy and Elaine would ‘act out’ the last time they had sex, Chase and his girlfriend performed a strip tease to the group, until the final question now set onto you. Once again, you chose ‘dare’ between the choices, as Madelyn basked in an idea as she pulled the spoon of her recent treat to her lips. 

“You look kinda hot, there…” She teased your name as you shook your head with humor before she motioned to the ice cream tub still set on the counter behind your back. 

“So does Drew…So I dare you to take some of that ice cream…and cool him off…” She was harboring a smile of pride behind her spoonful of the dairy confectionate as you narrowed your eyes before rising to your feet. 

Pulling a spoon from the counter that she'd set out for the guests, you returned to Drew, straddling him once again, before beginning your dare. But even as you knew this had been the conception of a game, it was almost as if nobody had existed but the two of you in this moment as you’d teased him with a spoonful of the dairy sweet, only to consume it for yourself. He scoffed and slowly nodded as if accepting your game, until you motioned for him to take off his shirt. He’d oblige rather quickly, shifting you uncomfortably for a moment before returning you to him with stability. 

With a widened grin, you dipped the edge of the spoon into the vanilla tub, using it as more of a drawing tool along his torso, a single strip set down his sternum as he flexed beneath you for what you both knew was more than the chill of the ice cream. And yet you lengthened his torment by lowering to his skin and pulling your tongue to retrieve the drip left behind by your dare, rising upwards and taking his finger into the ice cream before then sucking it off of his finger, eyes locked to offer a preview of what could be a reality to the throbbing between his legs. 

All humor fell from his face as you ditched the spoon before pouring the ice cream onto his abdomen, it flexing to the could, as his fingers ate into your hips while you slipped to retrieve the ice cream, your tongue drawing seductive lines across his defined ‘V’ as the entire group was now silent in the show. Between all other couples and every other dare, there was something more erotic in view the two of you as you had been more than friends for some time without sharing so much as a kiss prior ot this night, and yet having never crossed that line until now. 

“Fuck it…” Drew suddenly pulled you upwards, your body still wrapped around him as both the spoon and the ice cream were left in abandon as he lifted you into his bedroom, a slam of the door informing those still in his company of his intentions. 

“You’re so sexy…” He breathed while setting you onto the bed, your fingers working at his belt as he’d mirror your methods and taken your shirt from your body and left you exposed in only your lace bra. 

“You’re lucky that wasn’t MY dare or I would have consumed you right then and there…” He explained, pushing you down with a flirtatious force, a smile informing you of how playful he meant the moment to be, before he had pulled your jeans from your legs. Grin widening to the sight, he lowered between your legs, withdrwing your panties from your hips and teasing a kiss to your sex. 

“No reason I can’t right now, though, is there sweetheart?” Your eyes pulled into a roll as his tongue had indeed ‘consumed’ you to perfection. Perfectly forceful and aggressive but careful enough to not draw pain in his sucking motions quelled by flicks of his tongue, you reached the cusp of an orgasm rather quickly as your fingers scratched softly through his hair. 

“You taste so good…shit….” To his words, you pulled him back to your mouth, tasting yourself over his kiss as he breathed deeply to how erotic this had been. 

But you needed to taste him as well. You needed to encite those moans he’d teased from you-you needed it more than you’d ever needed anything or anyone else. And it showed in the enthusiasm that came from you positioning yourself in front of him, cock extended to your throat as you moved quickly and thoroughly with a tongue rushing over his length as you continued to guide him in succession both pleasurable and infuriating as it threatened cessation. 

“Fuck baby! You take that cock like it’s your day job!” He breathed as you smirked, looking up at him through teary eyes, a vision too erotic to fathom. You were taken back to your feet, rounded until pushed onto your stomach and your hips aligned with his own. From the moment he was inside of you, your head buried into the sheets in front of you, overtaken with his scent captivating every single one of your senses as he pounded into you from behind. 

“No,no, baby…they know damn well what we’re doing. Don’t insult me by being quiet…” You were pulled by a firm guidance via your hair. 

“Tell them how good you take me sweetheart. Deep. Hard. SO FUCKING well, oh my-shit!” He grunted, your name uttered between quickening thrusts as you called his name in broken unification against your own. As your hips rose to try and meet him, he would hold you flat, before ultimately bending over you to feel you against him as close as possible. 

“You sound so good baby…But I’m gonna make you sing for me-” He drove his fingers between your folds, your head forced backwards in ecstasy as he made quick flicks against your clit, circling and rubbing as you worked against him in fervor. 

“You like it from behind, yeah? You like being pounded like this?” He asked, a slap left behind by his grasp as you nodded, groaning, as he’d suddenly turn you to face him, keeping your back to his chest, but kissing you deeply and worsening your already unstable breathing. 

“Come for me, sweetheart…and do it so I know you’re not doing it for one of those dares-” He smirked as you nodded. 

“Fuck yeah….I’m close, baby-oh yeah…” He basked in your lips, taking your kiss once more as he moaned into your breath. 

“You feel so good, I can’t take it…shit!”

“Oh! Drew! I’m gonna-” His hand sat in a guide to your throat, wrapped in more for stability than aggression, as he kept you stilled for him until those final thrusts unleashed himself within you, the warmth mixed with your own as he kept a hand to your cheek and kissed you against him. 

“Why the fuck haven’t we done that before?” He asked in an attempt to speak through hurried breathing as you chuckled, biting your lip before he unsheathed from you, a groan of cold absence now left between your legs, watching you wrap yourself in his sheets before reclining in rest. 

“Don’t even think about it, baby…I’m going to get the ice cream and I’m gettin’ even…” He offered one final kiss, fingers latched in your hair and a tongue set in teasing exploration made you winded, before he cocked his head to how you still heaved beneath him. 

“SO fucking beautiful…” He muttered as he’d make his way out into the living room before a round of applause sounded by your mutual friends, a  blush set across your face as you buried yourself into the sheets, knowing how things would never be the same, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. 

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