I’m possibly coming back so what do you all want to see?? I’ll even add some new characters to the mix: Johnny Storm (Joseph Quinn version), Clark Kent (David Corenswet version), Wally Clark from School Spirits, and Conrad Fisher!
Requests will be open for THREE days so send in those requests!
I’m possibly coming back so what do you all want to see?? I’ll even add some new characters to the mix: Johnny Storm (Joseph Quinn version), Clark Kent (David Corenswet version), Wally Clark from School Spirits, and Conrad Fisher!
Requests will be open for THREE days so send in those requests!
If you're still taking requests I'm a Dennis Whitaker girl, and I'd love to see him being protective and nurturing. Not suffocating just you found yourself admitted in the hospital and you find him sleeping on the chair next to you sort of vibes. OR you're sick at home and he does many things to comfort and heal you.
Thank you!
Hello!
I am currently not taking requests right now! I plan on opening them up again in the Fall (September/October) so if you wanna hold on to this one until then, I’d love to do that! However, it totally understand if you’re like yeah no I can’t wait that long lol
Hello! Yes everything is okay! I’ve just been incredibly busy and I have not had much time to be on here or write! This is the first time I’ve been on tumblr in like over a month 😂 I’m slowly getting back into it but some things have been more of a priority lately!
AN: obvs since this is a Drew Starkey fic and not a Joe Burrow fic, I have to plant the seeds for a reconciliation lol
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celebupdates: the stars are out for night one of Y/N Y/L/N’s Nashville shows. Joe Burrow, Madelyn Cline, Chase Stokes, Kelsea Ballerini, and Madison Bailey, are out supporting Y/N
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username: we love supportive friends
username: I’m so happy she has such a good support system
username: I wonder if Drew is there…
username: a friend of mine saw him this morning at a breakfast place off broadway
username: 👀
Call between Y/N and Drew
Y/N (quietly): Hello?
Drew (softly): Hey... it’s me.
Y/N: (sighs) I figured. Kinda surprised you called. It’s been weeks
Drew: I wasn’t sure you’d pick up. But I needed to talk to you. Really talk to you.
Y/N: You picked a hell of a time, I'm going on in twenty minutes.
Drew: I know. I just… I couldn't let another week go by without saying something.
Y/N (pauses): Then say it.
Drew: Those photos… Y/N, I swear to you, what they looked like, it’s not what happened.
Y/N: You were holding her. She looked…comfortable. Too comfortable for someone who knows you're with someone else.
Drew: I thought she was just hugging me goodbye after the scene. We’d wrapped for the day. I didn’t know she was going to press herself into me like that. I pushed her off right after. I told her it wasn’t okay. I told her about us, about how serious we are. Or… were.
Y/N (quietly): So you did say something?
Drew: Immediately. But it was too late. Someone had already snapped the pictures. And Odessa... she didn’t care. I set boundaries early on. Told her I had someone. She kept pushing it.
Y/N: Then why was she liking those comments? The ones calling me insecure. Saying I was a bottle blonde singer and I’m not your type.
Drew (sharply): I confronted her. Lit her up through text, I won't lie. Told her she crossed a line. She said it was “just a joke” and that I was overreacting. I made it clear I wasn't.
Y/N: Why didn’t you say something sooner?
Drew: Because I didn’t know if you’d even want to hear from me. Every day I wanted to call, and every day I saw you getting linked to Joe, and I-I don’t know. I felt like I lost my right to even ask where we stood.
Y/N (softly): Joe’s just a friend. He’s been there. That’s it. He listens.
Drew: And I get that. It’s not my business anymore. But... I’m still in love with you. Even if it’s selfish to say. Even after everything, I’m still yours, at least in my heart.
Y/N (voice wavering): You still have a backstage pass?
Drew: I do. From before... everything.
Y/N: I can’t stop you from coming. But I don’t know what seeing you will do to me.
Drew: I won’t push. I just want to be near you. Even if it’s from the side stage, behind security, I don’t care. I miss you. And I needed you to hear the truth from me not from the internet.
Y/N (after a long pause): I appreciate you telling me. I’m... not ready to make sense of any of this or just fall back into how we were before. But I’m not ready to close the door, either.
Drew: That’s enough for me. For now.
Y/N: I uh, have to go. They’re calling me for places.
Drew: Okay. Knock 'em dead, rockstar.
Y/N: …Thanks.
Drew: I love you, Y/N.
Y/N: (pauses) …I know.
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y/nusername: Nashville, I love you. Night one was incredible! Let’s give the Am I Okay? tour a killer send off tomorrow 💙
I sent in the Joe Burrow idea to the Drew Starkey X Reader smau so I feel obligated to send this idea. When tour is over and the reader goes back to living a private life, she is spotted at a Bengals gave waiting for Joe in his sweatshirt and baseball cap to conceal her appearance.
Hello!! I have actually already written all of the installments for the series 😩 though I do LOVE this request, it unfortunately doesn’t fit in with what I’ve already written. I can potentially make it an AU of the smau once all the part are published!
AN: this is a break in the main drama that isn’t needed but i thought it would be fun to get sassy Y/N
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y/nupdates: our girl goes home to Nashville in three days!!!! Y/N is playing two shows in Nashville after her week off and I am SO excited to see her!
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username: EEEEKK so excited!!!
username: I wonder who all will be there
username: Joe Burrow and Madelyn Cline are definitely going to be there
username: do we think Drew will show up?
username: doubt it…why would he want to go to his ex girlfriends show after he cheated on her?
username: she’s on tour 24/7 so I don’t blame him for realizing he wanted to be with someone he can see more often…
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username: are you for real??? when you decide to be in a relationship with someone you stay faithful to them no matter what. and if you’re unhappy, you break up. you don’t cheat on them and humiliate them publicly
username: I think Odessa is more his type anyways. Drew never came off as a dude who likes bottle blonde singers
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username: not Odessa liking these shady ass comments
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joeyb_9: Nashville, let’s get it ✌🏻
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username: even if they aren’t dating they’re so fucking cute
username: they’re totally together
username: don’t understand how she’s pulling all these hot guys
username: seriously!!! she’s like a copy and paste of every generic southern chick
username: for real, there’s not really anything special about her. She just runs around in a tutu trying to be like Dolly
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Texts between Mads and Drew
Mads: tell your little “friend” that she needs to stop being weird and liking rude comments about Y/N. It’s getting old and creepy. What is she trying to prove by liking comments on a Y/N fan account and on Joes post?
Drew: I didn’t know she was doing that…
Mads: do you see some of the stuff they’re saying? Like she deserved to get cheated on and they don’t know how anyone as hot as you and Joe would want to be with her? It’s gross, Drew.
Mads: this needs to stop
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Texts between Drew and Odessa
Drew: enough with the hate comments, Odessa.
Odessa: idk what you’re talking about
Drew: seriously? Because my phone is blowing up with all of my friends sending SCREENSHOTS of you liking hate comments about Y/N.
Odessa: oh come on, it’s a joke. Is she really that sensitive?
Drew; it’s not a joke. Nothing about what you’re liking is a joke. Especially when you go out of your way to like them on fan accounts and Joe Burrow’s instagram. You don’t even follow Joe Burrow
Drew: I knew I should’ve set the record straight the second those pictures were posted
Odessa: you’re not entirely innocent in all of this either. You could’ve told Y/N the truth and you didn’t. What does that say about you?
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y/nusername: I’m kinda busy playing shows, being pretty 😘
Have all that hatred behind a screen but won’t say anything to my face
A request for Frank Langdon if you interested. Maybe one where he and the reader have a one night stand takes to their mutual friend Jake. They both think they never see each other again until the reader is a new peds or obgyn doctor that Frank paged a consult for.
Summary: y/n’s always felt like a burden because of what’s inside her head; until she met Frank
Request: “may i request anxious/neurodivergent reader with langdon or abbot (age gap) i dont mind which one, where she finds it hard to work on account of her anxiety and neurodivergence and he is understanding and is okay being the main provider in the relationship cos he knows how hard she tries.. maybe even tries helping her get volunteer positions at the hospital so he can be close in case she gets overwhelmed..? personally need the comfort rn”
AN: I’m so sorry this took SO long! I rewrote it at least four times! I hope you like it!
Frank Langdon wasn’t looking for anything the day he met Y/N. He’d just finished a brutal shift in the ED, running mostly on Red Bull and unfiltered adrenaline. All he wanted was to crash at home, maybe feed the stray cat that had started hanging around his porch. But Jake, his idiot best friend, had other plans.
“She’s cool, man. I swear. You’ll like her,” Jake had insisted, dragging Frank along to a mutual friend’s low-key birthday dinner at a quiet gastropub.
Frank didn’t expect to fall in love with the girl who wore oversized sweaters like armor and laughed with her whole chest even when no one else got the joke.
Y/N was sitting at the edge of the long booth when he arrived, sipping on a club soda, eyes wide and observant but not shy. There was something deliberate about her stillness—like she was watching the world shift and calculating where she fit into it.
He sat beside her, more by chance than design. She turned, offered a soft hello, and asked him what Jake had to offer to get him there.
“He said I was going to meet a super cute girl. And he wasn’t wrong.” Frank replied, boldly.
She smiled. “Does that line usually work?” She asked. “I don’t know. Did it work on you?” Frank replied.
She laughed, really laughed, and from that moment, something in him softened.
By year three, their lives were comfortably entangled. Not in a tangled, codependent mess, but more like ivy and brick, each growing in support of the other.
Frank lived for the mornings when she padded out of their bedroom in fuzzy socks and one of his T-shirts, her hair a riot of waves and sleep, her eyes still adjusting to the day. He’d already have the kettle going and the blinds cracked just enough to let in light without overwhelming her.
Y/N didn’t work a traditional job. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to. God, did she want to. But her anxiety, coupled with her neurodivergence, made certain environments almost physically painful to endure.
Crowds, fluorescent lighting, the cacophony of multitasking and deadlines, it all pressed in on her, made her heartbeat race and her thoughts spiral.
She’d tried. She really had. Office jobs, retail, even freelance gigs. But inevitably, the pressure built until it choked her, and she had to step back again.
“I’m not broken,” she said one night, curled beside him on their worn couch. She was clutching a throw pillow like it might anchor her to the world. “I just… I need a different kind of rhythm.”
Frank didn’t say anything for a moment. He just traced circles on her back with his palm.
“No. You’re not broken,” he agreed quietly. “You’re wired different. And that’s not a flaw.”
“I want to be able to help. I really do,” she whispered.
“You already do.” He kissed the crown of her head. “In more ways than I can count.”
Frank never pressured her. That was part of what she loved most about him; his patience, his deep well of empathy. He didn’t coddle her, didn’t treat her like something fragile. But he also didn’t expect her to force herself into a world that didn’t fit.
Still, he could see how much it mattered to her. So, one Saturday morning, over waffles, he floated the idea.
“What if you volunteered at the hospital? Not anything intense, just something part-time, low-stress. I could help you find a quiet department. Maybe even geriatrics—they love visitors.”
Y/N’s fork paused midair.
“I wouldn’t have to do anything clinical, right?” she asked, wide-eyed.
“Nope,” Frank assured her. “It’s more like reading with patients, helping with crafts, keeping people company. And if it ever feels too much, you can walk. No strings. No guilt.”
She was quiet for a moment, then nodded slowly. “Maybe. Yeah. I think I could try that.”
They started small. One afternoon a week. Y/N arrived with a notebook in her bag and a playlist of soothing music queued up on her phone, just in case she needed grounding. Frank walked her to the volunteer office the first day, even though she insisted he didn’t have to.
“Humor me,” he said, squeezing her hand.
She met Mrs. Langley first, a ninety-year-old woman with brittle hair and sharper wit. Y/N read to her from The Secret Garden, and when she stumbled over a line and laughed at herself, Mrs. Langley patted her hand and said, “We all get tangled up sometimes, sweetheart.
Frank checked in on her during breaks, just a quick hello in passing or a coffee left with her name scribbled in loopy handwriting. She never once asked for help, never called him to come rescue her, but he could tell she liked knowing he was close.
By the third week, she was staying longer. Helping organize books in the hospital library. Sitting with a little boy who’d been there for weeks, playing Uno and letting him win (though barely).
She wasn’t doing it to prove anything, to him, to the world, or even herself. She was doing it because she could. Because she wanted to.
It wasn’t all perfect. No story worth telling ever is.
One rainy Tuesday, everything went sideways. A fire alarm test set off the emergency system; flashing lights, loud sirens, a rush of chaos through the hallways. Y/N had just finished a reading session with a dementia patient when it started. Her hands began to shake. The world tunneled.
She tried to find a corner, somewhere safe, but every door seemed closed.
Frank got the call through a nurse.
“Your girl’s in the east wing stairwell. She’s okay, but she’s kinda freaked out.”
He found her sitting on the steps, knees tucked to her chest, headphones in but not playing anything.
He didn’t rush her. Just sat beside her and placed a hand over hers.
“I’m sorry,” she murmured after a long silence. “I tried. I really tried.”
“I know,” Frank said. “You don’t have to be sorry. Not to me.”
“But I wanted to show you I could handle it.”
“You did handle it,” he said. “You didn’t run. You didn’t give up. You just needed a pause.”
She blinked at him through tear-clumped lashes. “How are you so good at this?”
“I’m not,” he said honestly. “I just love you. That’s all. And loving you means being here for the hard days, not just the easy ones.”
People often mistook Y/N’s softness for weakness. But Frank knew better. Strength wasn’t loud or blinding, it was persistent. It was showing up when your whole body screamed to shut down. It was putting yourself out there again, even after you’d crumbled.
And Y/N? She was strong in a thousand quiet ways.
She still had anxiety. Still had days when even brushing her hair felt like a mountain to climb. But she also had victories: small, glittering things that didn’t make headlines but made her shine.
She made a scrapbook for the kids’ ward.
She brought in her own tea blends for patients with insomnia.
She convinced Frank to adopt the stray porch cat, who now ruled their apartment like a queen.
And Frank? He never once made her feel like less for not matching the world’s tempo. Instead, he adjusted his steps to hers.
Summary: y/n shows drew how it feels to be on the receiving end of some bad news
Drew Starkey x country singer!reader, smau! Megan Moroney face claim
Am I Okay?
I Know You
Hell of a Show
Taglist: @maybankslover @letstryagaintomorrow
AN: drew gets a little taste of his own medicine with this one 😏
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y/nusername: I still want the Dawgs to win ❤️
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username: Tennessee orange is my fave song
username: Joe Burrow liked this??? Since when do they know each other???
madelyncline: 🙋🏼♀️🙋🏼♀️
username: Joe liked…he went to LSU…both Georgia and LSU are SEC schools…am I reaching?
username: I love that Madelyn is team y/n
rileyduckman: I think we’re all team y/n
madelyncline: you do look better in red
username: the Madelyn Cline to Joe Burrow to Y/N pipeline is so random to me but I’m here for it
username: Drew liking this post 🙄
celebupdates: Country star Y/N Y/L/N and Cincinnati Bengals QB Joe Burrow, spotted in Cincinnati together while the singer is on a break from tour! This coming weeks after Y/N’s estranged “boyfriend”Drew Starkey sparked cheating rumors with his current costar
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username: I get it, y/n
username: I mean…she’s allowed to
username: from what it sounds like her and Drew aren’t together anymore so she can date who she wants
username: maybe they’re just friends!!! let’s not read into it
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y/nusername: before, during and after ✌🏻 only TWO more shows left of tour! Nashville, I’m coming home!
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madelyncline: I love u
y/nusername: I love u more
username: she’s so cute
username: we’re just not gonna address she went out with Joe Burrow orrrrr
joeyb_9: all three cute though
y/nusername: cute is my natural state
username: shut the front fucking door
Texts between Mads and Drew
Drew: wtf
Mads: don’t. don’t text me, Drew. Not about this
Drew: I said id give her space but I didn’t think space would include another guy. A guy you introduced her to by the way
Drew: what am I supposed to do?
Mads: idk maybe instead of sending sad text messages you try picking up the phone and CALLING HER??
Mads: or did odessa say that was a bad idea too 🙄
Drew: Madelyn, come on…you know it’s not like that
Mads: seems odessa has been the root of 100% of the problems you’re having with Y/N and yet you can’t cut the cord
Drew: I came to you because I needed a friend, not whatever this is
Mads: it’s called tough love, Drew. And yes, you’re my friend too but Y/N is my best friend and you broke her heart. So forgive me if you and odessa aren’t my favorite people right now. You both didn’t give a shit about the consequences of your actions. You did whatever you did, which you won’t tell me the extent of by the way, and didn’t care if it was going to hurt Y/N. So yeah, I’m going to be a little mean to you and tell her to hang out with a cute football player who makes her smile after everything you put her through. Their just friends by the way. Even though it’s none of your business.
Mads: Odessa is also liking some really mean comments and posts about Y/N so you need to shut that shit down before I do
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joeyb_9: I had help with this post
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username: IS THIS A HARD LAUNCH???
username: no way they’re in a relationship so quickly after her and Drew
username: maybe they’re just friends
madelyncline: I love you both so much
y/nusername: you did me dirty in that last slide 🙃
joeyb_9: it’s cute
madelyncline: you’re damn right it is
username: I’m happy y/n is having fun after everything Drew put her through
username: wish drew realized what he had before he cheated on her
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