#Joe Burrow Social Media AU

[honeydippedfiction]

how did Joe propose? Was it some big thing? Oh and how did he ask Angel to be his girlfriend??

So I hate to break everyone's hearts but both weren't over the top and extravagant. However their engagement was special to them in an extragavent way, you'll see.

Sunsets and Surprises

It was the kind of golden afternoon that coaxed people out of doors, the edge of spring blurring into the full bloom of warmth and promise. The sun hung low in the sky, not quite ready to say goodbye, casting long, honeyed rays across the quiet park nestled near the LSU campus. Everything seemed touched by light—leaves aglow, grass shimmering, and the laughter of two people strolling side by side carried easily on the breeze.

Joe shifted the strap of the cooler slung over his shoulder, glancing sideways at Angel. Her fingers grazed his now and then, soft and familiar, like a note from a favorite song. They’d been walking like that for a while, not in any rush. Their laughter—free, easy, unforced—rippled between them like the lazy wind.

Angel was radiant in a pale yellow sundress that swayed gently around her knees, the color glowing against her warm brown skin. Her curls were tucked into a soft, effortless puff at the crown of her head, a few coils escaping to frame her face. She wore gold hoops—small and simple, but they caught the light just enough to sparkle when she turned her head to laugh. There was something about the way she moved—graceful, grounded, completely herself—that made it hard for Joe to look anywhere else.

This was date number five. But for Joe, it had been circled in his mental calendar for days. He’d planned every detail, not just for the picnic, but for the real reason he’d brought her out here today. He wanted it to feel organic, casual, yet unforgettable. Something simple, yet meaningful. Something that would mark a new beginning.

They found a secluded patch beneath two towering oaks, their branches arcing above like nature’s cathedral. The grass was lush and cool beneath the blanket Joe spread out with practiced ease. He’d packed her favorite: turkey and avocado sandwiches, cut fruit in neat little containers, cold sparkling lemonade, and—because he paid attention—the lemon poppyseed cookies she always bought from the student union café when she was “just passing by.”

Angel flopped down beside him with a contented sigh. “Okay, I officially approve of this spot.”

He grinned, pulling the cooler closer. “Only the best for you.”

They ate slowly, savoring both the food and the unhurried rhythm of conversation. They talked about classes, her roommates, a professor Joe swore was part robot, and whether or not squirrels could feel jealousy. The kind of topics that only come up when two people are completely at ease with each other.

As they finished the last bites, Joe reached into the picnic basket one more time. “Okay, I’ve got one more thing.”

He pulled out two blank canvases, a small set of acrylic paints, and a couple of brushes, still sealed in plastic.

Angel’s brown eyes lit up instantly. “You brought painting stuff?”

Joe rubbed the back of his neck, suddenly a bit shy. “I thought you might like it. You’re always saying it helps you relax.”

She beamed at him, the corners of her mouth lifting into that smile that never failed to undo him. “This is perfect, Joe. Seriously.”

They set up their little art station, sitting cross-legged, leaning over their canvases. Angel moved quickly, confidently, her strokes sweeping across the surface with a kind of quiet joy. She was painting the sunset—burnt orange and blush pink melting together above a silhouette of wildflowers and the long shadows of spring trees. Every so often, she’d glance at the horizon and mix a new shade with a thoughtful hum.

Joe, by contrast, took his time. His strokes were slow and hesitant, more deliberate than fluid. He wasn’t trying to impress her with skill—he had something else in mind. He layered in a soft blue background, letting it dry while he fidgeted with the cap of the red paint. Then, carefully, he painted a heart in the center. Not perfect, not even symmetrical. But bold. Honest. At the bottom, in thick, careful letters, he wrote four words.

Angel finished first, turning her painting toward him with a light laugh. “It’s not done,” she said, examining it critically. “But I kinda love it.”

Joe smiled, nerves beginning to buzz under his skin. “Looks amazing,” he said, then swallowed. “Uh... mine’s a little different.”

He hesitated, then handed her his canvas.

She took it gently, eyes curious. Her gaze dropped to the heart. Then the words.

Will You Be My Girlfriend?

For a heartbeat, everything stilled. The breeze seemed to hush, the world holding its breath.

Angel looked up at him, wide-eyed. Her voice was a whisper, thick with disbelief and emotion. “Wait… are you serious?”

Joe nodded, the edges of his ears turning pink. “Yeah. I mean—yeah. Of course I am. Why wouldn’t I be?”

He chuckled, but there was vulnerability in it. Confidence came easily to him on the field, where plays were scripted and outcomes were stats. But here, with her, beneath the dying light of day, he felt like he was risking everything.

Angel stared at him for a second longer, then broke into a smile that made her eyes glisten. “Joe,” she breathed, “yes. Of course yes.”

Relief flooded him. And joy. The kind that settles deep in your chest and stays there. He leaned in instinctively, and she met him halfway. Their lips touched softly—no fireworks, no grand crescendo—just a quiet moment, tender and true, sealed under the first stars of the evening.

The sun dipped fully below the horizon, leaving behind a sky painted in deep indigos and violet haze. Around them, the world was still. The air hummed with promise. And somewhere between smudged paint and cookie crumbs, beneath the branches of those old oaks, a new chapter quietly began.

Hand in hand. Heart in heart.

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Their Own Movie

It was a quiet Friday evening in Cincinnati, the kind that settled gently over the city like a familiar song—warm, soft, and unassuming. Spring was just beginning to unfurl itself, and the golden light outside hinted at longer days ahead. Inside a cozy downtown apartment, the world seemed to slow down, wrapped in the scent of popcorn and the promise of a peaceful night in.

For Joe and Angel, nights like this had become their sanctuary. After two and a half years together, their relationship had grown into something steady and unshakable, the kind of bond forged not just in grand moments, but in the ordinary ones—early morning coffees, shared silences, and the kind of laughter that comes easy when love runs deep.

Angel had no reason to think this Friday would be any different. To her, it was just another treasured tradition: movie night, blankets tangled around their legs, limbs lazily intertwined as they settled in on the couch. Their favorite comfort flicks were queued up, and her heart felt full in the simple pleasure of his presence beside her.

She had no idea her life was about to change.

Joe, however, had been planning this for weeks—months, really. He wasn’t one to wing it when it mattered, and this moment, to him, mattered more than any game-winning throw. With more help than he’d care to admit (his teammates would never let him live it down), he’d crafted something special. Something just for her.

The lights dimmed as the television flickered to life. Angel leaned into him, letting her head rest against his shoulder. A soft instrumental track played in the background, not quite familiar—but comforting. Then the screen lit up with the first image: the two of them, blurry but unmistakable, from the night they met.

She sat up slightly. “Wait... Is that us?”

A small, knowing smile tugged at Joe’s lips. “Just watch.”

What followed wasn’t a movie, at least not the kind she’d expected. It was their story—stitched together in a delicate montage of moments only they truly understood. The way their hands had brushed for the first time across a cluttered diner table. The impromptu road trip that ended with them laughing under a sky full of stars. Late-night drives with music blasting, her bare feet on the dashboard. The quiet mornings when she’d steal his hoodie and sip coffee in his lap while he half-slept.

With every passing scene, Angel’s expression shifted—smiles breaking into laughter, laughter melting into tears. Her hand found his, gripping it tighter as the reel played on.

Then came the final scene.

The screen transitioned into an animated sketch—adorably exaggerated. A cartoon version of Joe, all in Bengals gear, appeared on screen. He dropped to one knee with dramatic flair, holding a sparkling ring drawn with a little too much dazzle. Then, the animation turned to face the screen and spoke in a cheeky voice:

“It’s time to give your speech! And you better not be nervous, because if you don’t tell that woman—”

Before the cartoon could finish its line, Joe shifted beside her.

“Okay,” he whispered, his voice low and full of feeling. “I can take it from here.”

Angel turned toward him, confused—until she saw that he wasn’t sitting anymore.

He was kneeling.

Time stopped.

Her breath caught in her throat, and her hands flew to her mouth, trembling as realization flooded her. The flicker of the television bathed the room in soft light, casting shadows around them, but all she could see was him.

Joe looked up at her, blue eyes shining with emotion, his voice steady but thick with nerves.

“Angel… before you, I didn’t really understand what people meant when they talked about soulmates. I thought love was supposed to be this big, dramatic thing. But then you came into my life, and it felt… easy. Natural. Like breathing. Like I’d known you long before we ever met.”

He paused, swallowing hard, eyes glistening now as he continued.

“You’ve loved me in ways I didn’t even know I needed. Through the highs—those moments when the world was cheering—and through the lows, when no one saw the weight I was carrying… you did. You always did. You’ve been my quiet in the chaos. My reminder of what’s real.”

He let out a breath, smiling gently. “You know every part of me. The version of me that wakes up grumpy, the one that gets way too into board games, the one that doubts himself late at night. And still, you look at me like I’m something good. Like I’m someone worthy of this kind of love. And Angel, I don't know what I did to deserve that, to deserve you… but I thank God every day that I get to wake up and call you mine.”

His voice wavered as emotion welled in his throat. He took her hands in his, grounding himself in the warmth of her touch.

“You make everything better. You’ve taught me how to slow down, how to be present, how to feel in a world that often tells me to just push through. You laugh at my bad jokes, steal my hoodies, and somehow still look at me like I’m the lucky one. But Angel… I am the lucky one. A thousand times over.”

He reached into his pocket, slowly revealing the ring.

“So I’m asking you, from the deepest place in my heart—will you let me spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel even half as loved as you’ve made me feel every single day since we met? Will you marry me?”

For a moment, there was no sound. Just the hush of awe between two people at the edge of forever.

Angel couldn’t speak. Her head bobbed in a fervent nod, tears spilling freely as her smile broke through the shock. Somehow, she found her voice—barely a whisper, thick with emotion.

“Yes,” she breathed. “Yes.”

Joe rose and pulled her into his arms, holding her close as if he never intended to let go. The movie screen behind them froze on the animated characters—still locked in their goofy proposal pose—but neither of them noticed.

Because in that living room, everything else had faded away.

It wasn’t extravagant or loud. There were no flashbulbs or crowds. Just them. Two hearts, one question, and the quiet magic of a love that had always been meant to last.

And it was perfect.

A/N: I remember seeing this tiktok a looong time ago and i just knew this would fit Angel and Joe when I thought of him proposing.

[goldsainz]

#JB9 — YOUR FAVOURITE ATHLETE !

MASTERLIST !

001. SUMMARY !

✯ when your ex-boyfriend breaks your heart, you decide to move on with his favourite athlete.

002. NOTE !

✯ big HUGE thank you to dua lipa and callum turner for being the cutest ever and giving us smau makers so. much. content. also when i proofread i realised i put “Your Boyfriend’s Name” instead of ex-boyfriend so just… roll with it pleaseee 🙏

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yourusername …ready to mingle 🫧

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ynfan1 UM IS THIS CONFIRMATION?

joefan1 girl is that cincinnati🤨

sabrinacarpenter one chance is all i need

⤷ yourusername i’d give a million to you!

ynfan2 finally left her lame bf

ynfan3 chat do i have a shot at bagging her

joefan2 joe liking… i’m keeping an eye on this

ynfan4 who’s joe and why is everyone freaking out

⤷ joefan3 nfl player! he rarely interacts on social media so him liking this is a bit out of character

⤷ ynfan4 nooo we’ve lost her again 😔😔😔

ynfan5 idk what she’s doing in my city but she’s slaying

joefan4 JOE YOU CANNOT FUMBLE THIS

ynfan6 “…ready to mingle” what. the. fuck.

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deuxmoi DEUXMOI EXCLUSIVE…Joe Burrow and YN LN spotted in Cincinnati after a cozy dinner date.

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ynfan22 do we know why yn and her ex-boyfriend broke up?

⤷ deuxmoi Allegedly, he cheated on her multiple times and the final straw for YN was that he was after one of her close friends (who told her, leading to their breakup).

joefan22 okay yup they’re dating

ynfan23 BEAUTIFUL! and he’s there too ig

ynfan24 idk who joe burrow is but he’s my #1 enemy now

⤷ joefan23 i think he’ll be alright……

ynfan25 THEYRE SO CUTE????

ynfan26 just started dating and he’s already better than her ex

joefan24 lost my man💔 but it’s by yn😁

⤷ ynfan27 lost my girl💔💔💔💔💔

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joeyb_9 Hope you had a good tour guide

⤷ yourusername the best 💯

joefan31 IS THAT JOE’S HOODIE

ynfan31 i am freaking tf out

gabbriette looking good mamaaa

⤷ yourusername says you!!!!

ynfan32 the heart caption🥹🥹🥹

joefan32 wait was joe her tour guide

⤷ ynfan33 OMG YES

ynfan34 TAKE THAT YN’S EX (can’t even remember his name lmao)

joefan33 i’d bet a million dollars that that’s joe’s hoodie

ynfan35 mamá y papá

ynfan36 couple goals

⤷ joefan34 we’ve barely seen anything BUT I AGREE

[burreauxsss]

replacement

background: y/n a wag for the chiefs who is dating travis kelce of 3 years finds out he cheated on her. she assures herself that she'd never watch the nfl nor date another nfl player, until a convincing quarterback hits her dms.

(all pics from pinterest)

synopsis: travis finds a replacement for y/n, in the meanwhile joe has a legacy game and travis falls off.

notes: none? and NO the replacement is not t swift.

warning: this is a au/ alternative universe.

joe burrow x reader x kelce!ex au

y/n.handle 📍new york city, new york

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joeyb_9: beautiful. yn.handle: why thank you!

username_1: shes def going to the game.. (the username change though?)

username_2: that watch though 🧐 classy.

username_3: duexmoi did not just like this.. whats going on.

username_4: only here because my quarterback liked this.

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duexmoi

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duexmoi: what do we think? seems like travis has moved on from y/n!

username_5: isnt burrow with her already?

username_6: thank god, i didnt like y/n.

username_7: i know brittany mahomes is rejoicing as we speak!

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bengals

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bengals: in new york! 🎶

username_8: joe is so hot.

username_9: defense wins games too you know.

username_10: the glasses though?

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traviskelce

❤️ 321,000 💬 76,935

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traviskelce: bye week.

username_11: you suck, my fantasy is losing because of you.

username_12: why tf are you taking him in fantasy.

username_13: who were you out with hm?

username_14: why is travis finer than joe..

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caption: hi my love!! joeyb_9

bengals

❤️ 99,000 💬 325

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bengals: we prefer coneys.

username_15: us struggling against the giants is insane.

username_16: o-line giving burrow a concussion.

username_17: that touchdown run for burrow though?

username_18: burrow for mvp?

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joeyb_9

❤️ 409,513 💬 777

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joeyb_9: winning is fun!

username_19: get a new head coach. then itll be fun.

username_20: battle of ohio next week!

username_21: did anyone see y/n's face when he ran for that touchdown? she was HYPEDD

username_22: horrible game. do better.

username_23: that hit in the last half though.. 🤮

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yn.handle

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yn.handle: welcome to new york!

username_24: whats your opinion on travis and that one girl?

username_25: shes so pretty-

username_26: the way shes swooning over joe on her story!

username_27: my qb has a fine girl.

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madisonreaves 📍kansas city, missouri

❤️ 87,159 💬 5,426

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madisonreaves: life update. hes mine.

brittanymahomes: so good together.

username_28: what is this caption..

username_29: what did you achieve??

username_30: as a chiefs fan, bring y/n back.

username_31: hes washed up because of you!

traviskelce: ❤️

yn.handle: baby hes old. you can have him.

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yn.handle

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yn.handle: hes yours, w/ swarvoski.

skims: so beautiful!

swarvoski: elegant!

username_32: iced out as always ms shiesty!

username_33: the caption is crazy.

username_34: gagged.

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duexmoi

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duexmoi: are we living for it? travis kelce's new girlfriend notable model madison reaves went public. his ex, y/n is the complete opposite from her as seen on the right. madison is trying to be like y/n by doing stuff that she did during the relationship. including her soft launch pictures.

username_35: y/n gagged madison though.

username_36: brittany mahomes also switched up on y/n after she left.

username_37: based off of how y/n acts on social media, she deserved to get cheated on.

username_38: duexmoi delivering as always!

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caption: movie night 🫢

notes: i just watched my college basketball team lose to vandy.. oh we're so cooked.

[yelenasbraid]

just a crazy horse girl — joe burrow

summary — Joe starts dating an equestrian who’s going to the Olympics. A win for the horse girls, some would say

warnings — fem!equestrian!reader, fluff, social media au

note — just a little something because i’ve been slacking on maintaining professionalism pt 5 :,) also lmk if you wanna see more social media posts!

tags — @starsinthesky5 @joeyfranchise @willowsnook @wickedfun9 @joeburrowshaircurl @iosivb9 @burrowdarling @kazsbrckkers @softburrow @ebsmind @blairsworld22 (comment/send an ask if you wanna be added!)

yourusername alexa, play ready for it by taylor swift

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yourbestfriend Oh i’m READY

yourusername good ;)

joeyb_9 I’m ready!

yourusername You better be

username READY FOR WHAT

username WHAT DOES THIS MEAN Y/N TELL US

username Is no one gonna talk about how joe burrow commented on a HORSE GIRL post??

joeyb_9 France dump :)

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bengals Stunning 😍

teehiggins We see you Joe 👀

username HELLO? JOSEPH?

username Joey B in town for the olympics?

username Is he there with Y/N???

username That’s what it looks like 👀

yourusername You can tell which horse is mine based off of the look on his face

joeyb_9 Goofy just like his mama

yourusername IDK whether or not to take that as an insult or a compliment

yourusername proud is an understatement. we gave our all, and for that, we won SILVER!! there’s not enough words to go around to thank everyone for their support and their love…most importantly patience. we will be taking much needed and much deserved time off!

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yourbestfriend YOU GOT EM GIRLY

yourbestfriend NO ONE COMPETES WITH YOU

yourbestfriend also you’re gorgeous

yourusername best hype woman ever <3

username AHHH LOOK AT HER

username MY FAVORITE OLYMPIAN

username I don’t watch equestrian sports BUT I WILL NOW

username NO WAY

joeyb_9 THATS MY GIRL!

yourusername We can hang it next to your Heisman!

joeyb_9 Absolutely not, it deserves its own place, front and center

username Everyone, get you a man like joe burrow

joeyb_9 Date night with an olympian :) tagged: yourusername

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yourbestfriend You’ve got that right buddy

yourusername You’re too cute

joeyb_9 Guilty as charged

username Y’all I’m screaming this is precious

lahjay10_ Simp

yourusername Says the one who posted their girl twice in one week??

lahjay10_ @yourusername Don’t bring me into this

username my favorite olympian ever 😮‍💨

joeyb_9 She’s mine too :)

[ebsmind]

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞, 𝐰𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐩𝐭 𝟏 ❀ joe burrow x singer!reader

summary : y/n is in cincinnati ohio for a bengals game!!! and guess what? she’s wearing joes number

warning(s) : reader gets drunk (she’s just like me fr) and i think one mean comment

fc : sabrina carpenter

a/n : i always like to write my authors note when im in the middle of making these BUT ANYWAYS i’m back (again) and this time with joe burrow bc i love him. yk i had to do something taylor swift related too 😋 im def making this into a mini series (hence why the chapters are short) but im loving where this is going 💃🏻 i will say it is hard bc ik joe doesn’t have a big social media presence so im hoping im doing him justice in this 🙏🏼 okay im done now BYE I LOVE YOU GUYSSSS 🖤

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user1 PLS THE OUTFIT CHANGE

user2 pookie what are u doing in cincinnati???

gracieabrams y/n can’t hold liquor for the life of her

| ynuser never drinking again.

user3 girl you look HOT even drunk

yourfriendsuser love the dedication to taking a good pic even when ur drunk!

| ynuser thank joe!

| user4 WHO

| user5 WHOS JOE????

| ynuser joe mama

| joeyb_9 ??

user6 wait. she mentioned a guy named joe then joe burrow is in her likes AND she’s in cincinnati?? WHAT IS HAPPENING

| user7 HE COMMENTED

lahjay10_ grainy ass picture

| ynuser i don’t wanna hear it 😔

user7 JAMARR????

yourfriendsuser2 would yall believe me if i told you she started singing LOUDLY from a balcony

| ynuser STOP THIS MADNESS

rachelzegler miss ma’am why aren’t you in the studio?? WE NEED THE DAMN ALBUM

ynuser i have to get some inspo babe 💋 but soon! 👀

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ynuserupdates It has been confirmed that Y/N Carpenter is in Cincinnati, OH for a Bengals game!

user1 WHERE???

| user2 she posted on her story 15 mins ago!!!

user3 OMG OMG OMG

user4 so y/n and joe are dating??

| user5 she just followed joe and had been following jamarr for a while tho?

| user4 so her and jamarr???

user6 nooo she’s wearing joes number!!!!!!!!

user7 ITS CONFIRMED THEYRE DATING

user8 MAMA Y PAPA 🙏🏼

| user9 ew no

user10 WAIT why am i loving this 😋

user11 OH THIS NEW ALBUM IS GONNA HITTTTT

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DREW STARKEY / RAFE CAMERON

JOE BURROW

joe burrow x college!reader [tag]

full fics how joe and college!reader met how joe asked college!reader out joe and college!reader argue college!reader and joe visit joe’s parents

joe burrow x social media!reader [tag]

full fics social media!reader and joe’s first “lesson”

all joe moodboards + social media aus !!!

[betterthanburrow]

Quarterback’s Secret Girlfriend - Instagram AU

(Bengals Quarterback! Joe Burrow x Secret Girlfriend! OC)

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yourinstagram: it’s truly a hot girl summer.

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joeyb_9: are those my sunglasses?

↳ yourinstagram: umm… no

↳ joeyb_9: i think those are my sunglasses… i had been looking for them all day.

↳ yourinstagram: i’m your girlfriend… so what’s yours is mine and you can’t argue with that.

↳ joeyb_9: i didn’t agree to those rules.

↳ yourinstagram: yes you did sign up for those rules when you asked me to be your girlfriend!

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Bengals_Updates: Media Day Preview (IG STORY)

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username1: THATS MY QUARTERBACK!

username2: oh lord… he’s so fine 🤤🫨

username3: the headband look is a dangerous look to our society

username4: i don’t know how i’ll act when the media say photos are posted… i might change as a person

username5: i’m not gay, but if i was… i would get on my knees for him.

username6: maybe the girls on tiktok are right… Joe Burrow is a fine white man!

username7: BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK

username8: god, the men you have put on this earth to work are writing horny comments about Joe Burrow.

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Bengals: If the internet breaks, this is why.

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username1: my girlfriend is on instagram… delete this!

username2: MVP SEASON INCOMING 🔥

username3: hard to look at ❌ hard while looking at ✅

username4: 😍😍😍

username5: i swear i’m straight… i swear.

username6: the way that everyone dick rides Joe Burrow is crazy 😵‍💫

yourinstagram story updates

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NFL_Gossip: this tweet is going viral on twitter 😂

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username1: i just know she’s fighting for her life every time the Bengals sm admins posts about Joe.

↳ username2: i just pray that she doesn’t have tiktok…

username3: honestly like… look at the horny comments on the Bengals’ posts about Joe 🫠

yourbrother: lol @.yourinstagram

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BurrowBengals: i got a notification that Joe Burrow posted on his instagram story but when i clicked on the notification, this screen appeared… did anyone see what Joe had posted on his story and then deleted?!

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NFL_Gossip: We know that the Cincinnati Bengals Quarterback is very private about his life outside of football… So it’s no surprise that he very quickly deleted an instagram story that involved his rumored girlfriend (@.yourinstagram)

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username1: JOE BURROW HAS A GIRLFRIEND… THIS IS THE WORSE DAY OF MY LIFE 😫💔

username2: wait… she’s so pretty, she’s so lucky!

username3: i thought Joe was a cat person?

username4: just went to check out her account but her account is private 🫠 i can’t imagine how many follow requests that she has gotten in the past few hours 😵‍💫

username5: i don’t care about Joe having a girlfriend… i do care about how i’m not on his close friends list 🤬

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username1: a hot photo of you won’t make us forget that IG story that you accidentally posted 🤥

username2: THATS MY QB!

bengals.central: the Dark Knight of Cincinnati 🫡

username3: i’ve never wanted to be a football so bad!

username4: your girlfriend is a lucky woman…

yourinstagram: i don’t think i could write any more clever comment than all of the horny comments…

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Cruel Summer

Joe Burrow x Male Reader

Summary: Fans see Joe at one of Y/n’s concerts in Ohio and the responses and reception are insane!

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hellooo! my inbox is open to any requests or ideas you might have. I really want to write something, but tbh i’ve got nothing in mind right now hahah

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She's Mine {JB9}

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Synopsis:

Warnings: Heavy Flirting & Tension, Joe Being Down Horrendous, Mild Language, Slight Possessiveness

Themes: Push & Pull Romance, Reader loves teasing Joe, They're in love your honour.

WC: 10.8k

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A/N: I apologise if this sucks, I had so many ideas so I just said screw it and combined them. Also yes there's some similar elements like Red Zone idk I just like Joe like this for some reason, sue me😅

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It had been nearly two years since Joe and Y/N started dating, and the relationship had changed both of them in ways they hadn’t anticipated. What started as a flirty encounter at a charity event had quickly evolved into something deeper, more complicated, and more real than either of them had expected.

Y/N stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting the strap of her dress and smoothing out the fabric. She liked how she looked tonight—sleek, confident, and undeniably herself. But she also couldn’t deny the fluttering in her chest when she thought about Joe. He had a way of making her feel seen, even when she wasn’t sure if she fully understood herself.

Joe had never been with a Black woman before, and despite the constant hum of media attention around them, he never treated her any differently than any other person. But Y/N could sense that, for him, she was an entry into a new world, one that he hadn’t fully explored until they met. It wasn’t that he was uncomfortable with her culture—far from it. It was just that sometimes, she could see the questions in his eyes. He was learning, too, and though he was often quiet about it, Y/N knew he was just as introspective as she was. Their love was still new, and they were still figuring out how to navigate their differences in ways that felt right for both of them.

"Are you ready, baby?" Joe's voice called out from the other side of the apartment, deep and warm, like it always was when he was close.

Y/N’s lips curved into a smile, and she turned toward the doorway. “Just about. You know how I am—always taking forever.”

Joe leaned against the doorframe, wearing a perfectly tailored suit that fit his broad shoulders just right. He looked good, too good, in that effortlessly cool, "I don’t have to try this hard" way. But his eyes softened when they met hers, a flicker of admiration dancing behind the usual quiet confidence.

“You always look perfect,” he said, his tone so casual, but his eyes held the weight of his words.

Y/N shrugged but felt the warmth spread across her cheeks. “Thanks. But I know you’re just saying that because I’m your girlfriend.”

He smirked, pushing off the door frame and walking toward her. His hand brushed hers as he took a step closer, and despite their routine, she still felt that electric spark every time. "Well, that’s true. But it’s also because it’s the truth." His eyes flickered down to the necklace she was wearing—a delicate gold piece he had bought her for their one-year anniversary. It was simple but thoughtful, just like him.

Y/N smiled, appreciating the way he always made her feel special, even in the smallest of moments. “How’s your wrist?” she asked, noticing the slight tension in his jaw as he reached for his tie.

Joe sighed, rubbing his temple. “Still sore. It’s been a long week of practice. But nothing I can’t handle.”

Y/N’s brow furrowed. She’d been with Joe long enough to know when he was trying to downplay something. “Joe... if you’re hurt, you need to take care of yourself. You’re not invincible.”

He smiled softly at her, but there was a flicker of stubbornness in his eyes. “I’m fine. I can handle it. It’s just a little tension from all the snaps, you know?” He reached for the tie again, and Y/N didn’t miss the way his fingers lingered on the fabric, betraying the tension in his body. She didn’t want to push him, but sometimes she wished he would let his guard down just a little more.

“I still worry about you,” she said softly. “But I’m not going to nag. I’ll just keep making you food that’s good for you.”

Joe chuckled, his usual smirk appearing. “You really think you can fix me with a plate of food?”

“It’s worth a shot,” she replied with a wink. “You’ll feel better with some of my chicken and greens. Trust me.”

Joe laughed again, the sound rich and genuine, and for a moment, Y/N felt her heart soften. She had learned more about him in the past two years than she ever thought possible. He was the first white man she’d ever seriously been with, and the first person she had allowed to get close enough to see both the beauty and the burden of her life. Being the first Black woman Joe had ever dated added a layer of complexity they both had to navigate, but it was one they were both determined to face together.

They had talked about the difference in their experiences in the world, the subtle ways race played into how people viewed them. Joe had never been naïve about the fact that dating Y/N was new for him in many ways. But there was never a moment where he treated her differently—except for the obvious, which was that he cherished her in a way that felt like he was learning to love her culture as much as he loved her.

"Do you ever think about how different we are?" Y/N asked suddenly, leaning against the kitchen counter. “I mean, in terms of where we come from, the things we’ve experienced?”

Joe stopped adjusting his tie, his eyes locking onto hers. There was no hesitancy in his expression, only thoughtfulness. “All the time,” he admitted. “I’ve learned so much from you in ways I didn’t even know I needed. About the way people see you, the way the world works for you. It’s... it’s opened my eyes.”

Y/N nodded, her chest tightening a little. They hadn’t had this kind of conversation in a while, not because they avoided it, but because they both carried it in their hearts in different ways.

“I’m grateful for that,” she said quietly. “But, sometimes, I wonder if it’s hard for you. Dating me. Knowing I’m the first Black woman you’ve ever been with. I know it’s not just about race, but it matters, Joe. It’s a lot to take in.”

Joe’s expression softened, and without saying anything, he reached for her hand, pulling her gently into his chest. “Y/N, it’s not hard for me. It’s just part of the learning curve, you know? And I’m lucky to be on this journey with you. You make me want to be better. For you, for us. You don’t have to explain anything to me.”

Y/N melted into his embrace, feeling the sincerity in his words. “I just want you to know what you’re getting into,” she whispered. “It’s not just about me being your girlfriend—it’s about all the little things. The things I’ve had to grow up with, the things I’ve learned to navigate.”

“I know,” Joe murmured, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “But it’s also about us. And I want to learn with you, not just about you.”

For a moment, they stood there in silence, holding each other, letting the weight of their two years together settle between them. Y/N had always known Joe was different, that there was something in him that was unlike anyone else. But the longer they were together, the more she saw how much he was growing, how he was changing for the better. And maybe that was why she was willing to keep pushing through the difficult conversations, through the challenges of navigating a relationship that was as beautiful as it was complicated.

After all, their differences didn’t tear them apart. They only made them stronger.

Finally, Joe pulled back slightly, his eyes glimmering with mischief. "So... do I get my greens and chicken tonight, or are you just gonna keep holding out on me?"

Y/N laughed, feeling the tension ease between them as she leaned up and kissed his cheek. "You’re lucky I’m not holding out. Let’s get you fed, QB1."

Joe grinned, his usual swagger returning. “Best decision you’ll make all night.”

The laughter from their conversation faded, but the heat between them didn’t. If anything, it only intensified. Joe’s fingers still lingered on Y/N’s wrist as he pulled away from their hug, and she caught the flicker of desire in his eyes. The tension between them was palpable, crackling in the air like static electricity.

Y/N wasn’t about to let him get away with playing it cool, though. She noticed the way his gaze dropped to her lips for just a second longer than necessary. It was almost like he was waiting for her to make the first move.

She leaned back slightly, teasing the edges of her voice. “You really think you’re getting away with that chicken tonight, huh?”

Joe’s eyes narrowed, his lips quirking up at the corners in a mischievous smile. "It’s not just the chicken I’m after," he muttered under his breath, the weight of his words hanging heavy between them.

Y/N tilted her head, her lips curling into a knowing smirk. “Oh? What else do you want?”

Joe took a half step forward, closing the gap between them, and there it was—the unmistakable pull between them. The way his presence seemed to take up all the space, filling her senses until there was nothing else. His eyes darkened, his voice low as he looked down at her, "You know exactly what I want."

The way he said it, so blunt and raw, made her heart race. But instead of backing down, Y/N matched his intensity, her chin tilting up defiantly. “Yeah? You think you can handle me tonight, Joe? You’re in for more than just a good meal if you’re not careful.”

Joe’s hand brushed the side of her face as he tilted his head, his thumb running over her jawline like he was savoring the moment. His touch was so soft, so tender, that it made the sudden heat that rushed through her feel like a burn. “You have no idea what I can handle, Y/N,” he muttered, the words almost a challenge.

Y/N’s lips parted as her breath hitched, caught somewhere between temptation and control. “Maybe you should show me, then,” she whispered back, a daring little tease in her voice. Her fingers grazed the front of his shirt, brushing the buttons like she was trying to make him lose his composure.

But as soon as she touched him, Joe seemed to snap, his hands suddenly on her waist, pulling her closer with an urgency that surprised her. His lips were just inches from hers, but he paused, his eyes searching hers for a moment. “You’re playing with fire, Y/N,” he growled, his voice thick with desire and warning.

Y/N's heart skipped a beat. She could feel the intensity building, a rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins. “Maybe I like the burn,” she teased, leaning in as if to kiss him—but then pulling back at the last second, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Joe cursed under his breath, his hands tightening around her waist, pulling her flush against him so that she could feel the heat of his body. "You're killing me, you know that?"

Y/N’s smile deepened. "I haven’t even started yet."

The playful tension between them was electric, but there was an underlying intensity that both of them had come to expect. Y/N was used to his confidence, but tonight, there was something about Joe’s demeanor that made her feel like he was just on the edge of losing control—and the idea of that, of him giving in to her completely, stirred something in her she couldn’t ignore.

Joe’s grip on her waist tightened, his fingers digging into her skin with just a hint of possessiveness. "You’re not gonna make me wait forever, are you?" His words were almost a warning now, a hint of frustration seeping through.

Y/N’s smile softened, but she wasn’t ready to give in. Not yet. “Maybe I will. You don’t get to control everything, Joe."

The sharpness in her voice made his chest tighten. He hated the push and pull, but he couldn’t deny that it excited him. There was something about her—about the way she made him feel out of control, something he hadn’t experienced before. Usually, he was the one in charge, the one everyone turned to for answers. But with Y/N? It was different. And damn if it didn’t drive him wild.

"You think I’m the one who needs to be in charge?" Joe said with a dark chuckle, leaning his forehead against hers for just a second. "You have no idea, do you? You have me twisted in ways you don’t even know."

Y/N’s lips brushed his ear as she leaned in, just a whisper. "That’s the problem, Joe. You think you’re in charge. But you’re just playing catch-up."

For a moment, Joe didn’t know whether to pull her closer or push her away. The pull between them was so strong, he could hardly breathe. "You think I’m playing?" he breathed, his hands skimming over her sides, holding her as if he couldn’t get enough. "I’m not the one playing games here. You’re the one making me lose control. Don’t act like you don’t know exactly what you’re doing to me."

Y/N’s eyes sparkled with mischief, and she let out a little laugh that only made Joe’s grip on her tighten. The sound of it, that soft but teasing laugh, was like a match to his already burning desire. She knew exactly what she was doing—and damn if it wasn’t driving him crazy.

"You really think you're the one in control here, huh?" Y/N teased, her fingers gently tracing the edge of his jaw. Her touch was light, almost deliberately so, and it only made Joe ache for more. She could feel his pulse racing under her fingertips, the tension between them thickening with every second.

Joe’s breath hitched. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep his composure with her this close, her lips practically begging him to kiss her again, her body pressed up against his in a way that felt like fire and ice all at once. But he couldn’t back down. Not now.

“No, I don’t think I’m in control,” Joe murmured, his voice rough. His hands slid lower along her waist, pulling her even closer so there was no more space between them. “I know I’m not in control. But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to fight for it.”

Y/N arched an eyebrow, clearly amused by his admission. “Fight for it?” she repeated, her lips curling into a seductive smile. "You’ve already lost, Joe. You’re way behind, and you’re still trying to catch up.”

Joe chuckled, a low sound that vibrated against her ear. His hands tightened on her hips as if to claim her, his lips grazing the edge of her earlobe. “You think you’ve won? You think I’m just going to let you walk away with the upper hand?” His words were laced with the kind of challenge that sent a thrill through both of them. "That’s cute."

Y/N’s smile faltered for just a second, a flicker of something dangerous sparking in her eyes. She wasn’t used to backing down, not from anyone, especially not from Joe. But there was something in his presence tonight, something possessive and all-consuming, that made her wonder if maybe, just maybe, he was right about this tug-of-war between them.

“You really think you can turn this around?” she asked, voice almost a dare. Her fingers found the collar of his shirt, pulling him down just a little closer, her breath warm against his skin. “Prove it.”

Joe felt his resolve slip. The playful tension was still there, but now there was something deeper, a shift from flirtation to something that could easily cross into something darker, more primal. “Don’t tempt me, Y/N,” he growled, his lips brushing over her neck. He wasn’t even sure if he meant it as a warning or a challenge anymore.

And then it happened. In one swift move, Joe leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss that was far from tender. This time, there was no hesitation, no games. He kissed her as though he had nothing left to lose, his hands gripping her with a mix of desperation and possessiveness that made Y/N gasp into the kiss.

For a moment, she let herself be swept away, her hands tangling in his hair, matching his intensity. But just as quickly as the kiss started, she pulled away, her lips lingering just out of reach, her eyes flashing with mischief.

“See?” Y/N whispered, breathless from the kiss. “You’re always a step behind, Joe.”

The teasing tone in her voice was the last straw. Joe’s jaw clenched as he grabbed her by the waist and spun her around, pinning her against the wall with surprising force. Her breath hitched as her back collided with the cool surface, but the fire in her eyes only spurred him on. He leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear as he spoke in a low, almost dangerous tone.

“Don’t push me too far, Y/N,” he warned, his voice thick with desire. “You think I’m playing, but you have no idea what I’m capable of when I’m this close to losing it.”

Y/N’s heart pounded in her chest as she looked up at him, the powerful intensity in his eyes sending a shiver down her spine. “I’m not afraid of you,” she said, her voice steady even though her pulse was racing. “Not at all.”

Joe’s lips curled into a grin, but there was something darker in it now, something possessive. “You should be,” he said, before capturing her lips again in a kiss that was rougher this time, more demanding, as though he was claiming her in every way possible. His hands moved over her body, a touch that was both gentle and forceful at the same time, as if he couldn’t decide whether he wanted to cherish her or lose himself completely in her.

Y/N’s fingers dug into his shoulders, pulling him closer, needing him just as much as he needed her. The mix of their bodies, the pull between them, was intoxicating.

But then, as quickly as it had started, Joe pulled back again, his forehead resting against hers, their breaths mingling as they both tried to regain control. His hands were still on her, gripping her firmly, but there was a softness to the way he held her now, a vulnerability he didn’t show often.

“You think I’m losing, huh?” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’m not the one who’s gonna give in first, Y/N.”

Y/N’s chest rose and fell with each breath, her lips tingling from his kisses. “Maybe you won’t give in,” she said, her voice low and teasing, “but you sure as hell are going to work for it.”

Joe’s grip on her tightened, a low growl escaping his throat as the push and pull of their relationship continued to blur the line between control and surrender. “If I have to work for it,” he whispered, his voice dark, “then I’ll make sure you never forget who’s in charge.”

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Joe had never been in a relationship like this before. Sure, he’d had flings. The casual dates, the one-night stands, even a few steady things here and there. But nothing like this. Nothing that could even compare to the way Y/N made him feel. It wasn’t just about the sex—the way she had him on edge, unable to think straight when she was near—it was the depth of everything she brought to his life. The way her presence grounded him, but also made him crave the chaos she brought.

But Y/N? She wasn’t like the other women he’d dated. She wasn’t trying to fit herself into some idea of what he wanted. She was unapologetically herself. And even though Joe had never dated a black woman before, he was more than okay with it. Y/N wasn’t just beautiful. She was real. She brought a different energy, a new perspective into his life, and she was everything he didn’t know he needed.

Still, that didn’t mean he didn’t feel in over his head sometimes.

Joe stood by the window in his office, looking out over the city. He hadn’t meant to be standing there in silence, but his mind was racing. He kept thinking about how far they’d come. About the late nights, the quiet moments, the arguments and apologies, and of course, the pleasure. God, Y/N had a way of getting under his skin. But she also had this way of making him feel like he was the only one who mattered to her.

As if on cue, there was a soft knock on the door. His heart fluttered, and for a second, he was caught off guard. He hadn’t even realized he was waiting for her.

“Come in,” he called, his voice smoother than he expected.

The door opened, and Y/N stepped in, her presence filling the room instantly. She was wearing an oversized sweater that hung off her shoulders just right, and those damn jeans that hugged her in all the right places. Joe's pulse quickened, his hands instinctively tightening around the edge of the window frame.

Y/N noticed, of course. She always noticed.

"What's got you so distracted?" she asked, her voice a mix of teasing and concern. Her brown eyes glinted with that signature mischief, but there was something deeper there too. The way she always seemed to look at him, like she was figuring him out with every passing moment.

Joe chuckled, but it was a little breathless. "Just thinking, that's all."

She raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "Thinking about me?" she asked, her tone teasing, yet a bit more serious than she probably meant.

Joe met her gaze, unable to hide the intensity in his ocean eyes. “Of course. Always thinking about you.”

The words left his mouth before he could stop them, but the moment they did, he realized just how true they were. Y/N was always on his mind, even when she wasn’t with him. He’d never been someone who got caught up before. Never someone who let himself fall so hard for someone else, but with Y/N? It was impossible to hold back.

Y/N walked toward him, taking slow, deliberate steps that sent a spark of desire straight through him. She stopped just a few inches from him, looking up at him through those dark, knowing eyes. She was so close now, he could feel the warmth of her body, the sweet scent of her perfume mixing with the air between them.

“You know,” she began, her voice low, “for someone who claims to have it all figured out, you sure don’t seem very confident tonight.”

Joe swallowed, unable to tear his gaze away from her lips. God, she was doing it again. Throwing him off balance, just enough to make him want more.

“I’m confident,” he muttered, his hand brushing against hers, the touch almost accidental but still enough to send a jolt of electricity through him. “Just... a little distracted by the most beautiful woman in the room.”

Y/N's lips twitched into a smile, but there was a glimmer of something softer in her eyes. Something that told Joe she could see right through him. She knew what she did to him.

“You’re not the only one who's distracted, Joe,” she whispered, stepping closer still until her chest was almost touching his. "It's cute how you pretend like you're not down horrendous for me."

He smirked, though it was shaky, unsure. “I’m not pretending. I just...” He hesitated, his voice lowering. “You’ve had me from the beginning, Y/N. You know that.”

Y/N reached up, her fingers grazing the side of his face as she let the silence stretch between them. Joe’s heart was beating too fast, his breath shallow as her touch seemed to burn him. It wasn’t a flirtation anymore; it was something heavier, something deeper.

She looked up at him with that same mixture of challenge and vulnerability. “Then why haven’t you kissed me tonight yet?”

Joe didn’t even think—he leaned down, his lips crashing into hers with a hunger that had been building between them for what felt like forever. He didn’t care about the world outside. In this moment, there was only her—the way she tasted, the way she responded to him, her body pressing into his like she was trying to absorb him.

But just as quickly as she had kissed him, she pulled away, her lips curling into that playful smile again. "You really think that was going to be that easy, huh?"

His chest was rising and falling with each breath, his mind in a fog as he tried to process what just happened. “God, Y/N. You’re killing me.”

Y/N’s hands slid up his chest, fingers pressing into the fabric of his shirt as she deepened the kiss, her body leaning into his as though she couldn’t get close enough. Joe’s heart was pounding, his pulse a frantic rhythm in his ears. She made him feel like he was on the edge of something he couldn’t pull back from, and every part of him—his mind, his body, his soul—was screaming for more.

But just when Joe thought he had her, just when he thought he could finally take control of this burning attraction between them, Y/N pulled back, her lips leaving his in a slow, deliberate drag that had him groaning in frustration. Her breath was shallow, her eyes heavy with something both tender and dangerous.

"You’re getting too comfortable, Joe," she whispered, her voice teasing but with an edge. "You really think I’m just gonna let you have me this easily?"

Joe’s chest was rising and falling with every breath, his entire body tense. Damn, she was good at this. She knew exactly how to make him feel like he was on the edge of losing control without actually giving in. It made his head spin and his heart race.

"I don’t know, Y/N," he said, his voice low and rough. "But I sure as hell think you’re making it harder to hold back."

Her smile was wicked, and there was that playful glint in her eyes again—like she was daring him to chase her, to prove just how far he was willing to go. He couldn’t tell if she was pulling away on purpose, to test his patience or to test them, but he hated it. He hated not knowing if she was teasing him, or if she was actually trying to push him away.

"Maybe I like making you work for it," she replied, her tone sultry, her fingers trailing across the fabric of his shirt before resting on his collarbone. The subtle pressure sent a shockwave of heat through his body.

Joe shook his head, his hands gripping her waist, pulling her closer as his eyes darkened with intensity. "You’re playing with fire, Y/N," he growled. His voice was low, dangerous, and there was something almost possessive in the way he held her—something that he couldn’t deny, something that had been building for months.

"Am I?" she asked, cocking her head, that ever-present challenge dancing behind her eyes. "I think you like it."

Joe leaned down, his lips grazing her ear. "You have no idea how much," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. His fingers tightened on her waist, almost as if trying to hold her in place, as if he couldn’t let her slip away again.

Y/N chuckled softly, the sound of it like music to his ears, even though it was teasing and full of mischief. "You’re funny, Joe," she said, pulling away just enough to look up at him, her hand resting on his chest. "You act like you're the only one in control here. Like you’re the only one who can make moves."

Joe was breathless. "You know I’m not the only one," he said, his lips brushing hers again in a brief, heated kiss. He was so close to breaking. So close to giving in to this tension that had been building between them for what felt like forever.

"But you sure do like pretending," Y/N teased, a smile tugging at her lips. She gave him that look again—the one that made his heart race and his thoughts scatter. It was a look that said she knew just how much power she had over him. And damn, if that didn’t make him fall for her all over again.

Joe let out a frustrated sigh, his hands gripping her hips tightly. "God, you’re killing me, Y/N." His voice was rough with longing, his body leaning into hers, his breath coming faster with each passing second. He wanted to kiss her, to take this further, but there was something about the way she held back that kept him in check.

She reached up, her fingers brushing against his jaw, her touch soft, almost teasing. “Then don’t wait for me, Joe,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear. “Take what you want.”

Y/N’s touch lingered on Joe’s skin, sending electric sparks across his chest. He’d never quite felt this way before. She was different—beautiful in a way that felt so familiar, so raw. But there was something else in the air between them now, something that made his chest tighten, his breath catch.

Joe’s heart slammed in his chest. He knew what was coming. Hell, he had been waiting for it, but now that it was here, he found himself caught between the urge to kiss her senseless and the need to figure out why he felt like he was failing her in some way.

His hands rested at his sides, the tension thick between them. “You think I’m scared?” he muttered, his voice rough with frustration. “You’ve been making me work for this—for you.”

Y/N’s eyes softened, and she reached up, her fingers grazing the side of his face again. “Scared? Nah. Just... you don’t seem like the type of guy to let anyone get under your skin. But with me? I think I’m doing just that.”

The words hit him like a punch. He wasn’t scared of her—hell, he wasn’t even sure what scared felt like anymore. But there was this weight to her, this intensity. The way she carried herself. And the deeper he got into this with her, the more he was realizing just how much he had underestimated her, and how much he needed her in a way he’d never felt before.

“I’m not scared,” he muttered, a half-laugh escaping his lips, but it sounded more like a sigh. “You’re just…” He paused, struggling to find the words. “You’re not like anyone I’ve ever been with.”

Y/N tilted her head, studying him with those dark eyes that seemed to see right through him. She wasn’t just teasing anymore. This wasn’t playful. This was real. She was real.

“Not like anyone? Is it because I’m... different?” Her voice was low, almost too casual, but Joe heard the subtle vulnerability beneath it. “Because I’m Black?”

Her words hit him in a way he didn’t expect. His mind whirled as he stared at her, realizing just how much he hadn’t considered. He’d never dated a woman like Y/N. Hell, he hadn’t even considered the idea that his feelings for her would bring him face-to-face with things he’d never had to think about before—things that were buried deep under the surface. The idea that he wasn’t just falling for her, but for everything she represented, terrified him.

His chest tightened at her question, because it was the kind of thing he had been avoiding even thinking about. He’d never dated a woman like Y/N before. Never been with someone who not only challenged his perceptions but also made him feel this level of unsettled in a way that he couldn’t even put into words.

“You know,” he started, his voice unsteady. “You’re the first Black woman I’ve ever dated. And I—I didn’t even realize how different that was until I started... really thinking about it.”

Y/N’s gaze softened, a quiet understanding passing between them. She wasn’t surprised. Joe knew she’d seen this coming. But her reaction still felt like a weight off his chest. She didn’t make him feel stupid for saying it, for realizing something he hadn’t thought about before.

“I get it,” she said gently, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “You’re not the first guy to have that realization. It’s okay to feel... whatever you’re feeling.”

But that wasn’t the thing that had been weighing on Joe’s mind. It was deeper than just dating someone from a different background. It was about how much she made him question himself, made him confront things he didn’t even know were there. How freaking terrified he was of messing this up.

“I don’t want to screw this up,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “I never thought I’d end up with someone like you, Y/N. You make me feel things I’ve never felt before.”

Y/N’s expression softened, and she reached up to cup his face in her hands. “What do you mean, someone like me?”

Joe’s breath hitched, and he felt a tightness in his chest. “Someone who... challenges me. Who makes me see the world differently. Someone who’s not afraid to call me out. But also someone who makes me feel like I don’t know enough, like... like I’ve been missing out on a whole world I didn’t even know was there.”

Y/N gave him a faint, understanding smile. “You’re not the first white guy I’ve dated who feels like that. But, Joe... you don’t need to apologize for it. I don’t need you to have all the answers. I just need you to be you.”

Joe closed his eyes, leaning into her touch, his chest rising and falling as he took a shaky breath. “You’re so much more than I expected. And I’m... so far in my head about everything, I don’t even know what I’m doing. But I need you to know how much I care. How much I... want you.”

Her fingers trailed down his neck, and she tilted her head, studying him carefully. “I know, Joe. I feel it too. But you’re going to have to stop overthinking it. I’m not some prize you have to win. You don’t need to prove yourself to me. Just be with me.”

Joe’s pulse hammered in his ears. He wanted to kiss her. He wanted to pull her into him and never let go, but this... this was different. He had to be real with her. This wasn’t just a game, or some fling. He knew that now.

“Y/N...” He shook his head, frustrated with himself. “I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t know how to make you understand how much this means to me. You’re my first everything like this.”

She looked at him, the corners of her lips lifting in a knowing smile. “I know, Joe. And I’m not looking for perfection. I’m looking for real. And right now, I’m here. I’m with you. And that’s enough for me.”

He leaned his forehead against hers, taking in her words, trying to calm the whirlwind inside his chest. This was real. Y/N wasn’t asking for him to have all the answers. She wasn’t asking for perfection. She was asking for him to show up.

And for the first time in a long while, Joe felt like he could do that. He could be himself with her. All of him. Even the parts that terrified him.

“I’m down horrendous for you,” Joe admitted, his voice rough and full of raw honesty. “I’ve never been like this with anyone before. You’ve got me tangled up in you. In us.”

Y/N smiled, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “Good. You’re exactly where I need you to be.”

And in that moment, Joe knew it wasn’t just the feeling of being “down horrendous” that mattered. It was the fact that he was letting himself fall—for her, for this connection. And for the first time, he wasn’t scared of the drop.

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Joe leaned against the kitchen counter, looking like he was trying his hardest to act casual, but Y/N could see right through him. He was completely down horrendous. She had that effect on him, and they both knew it.

"You know," she said, sliding the last slice of pizza onto her plate, her eyes glinting with playful mischief. "You keep looking at me like that, Joe. People might start thinking you’re in love with me or something."

Joe scoffed, but there was no mistaking the slight pink flush creeping up his neck. He was definitely flustered, despite how hard he tried to hide it. "I don’t know what you’re talking about," he muttered, trying to shift his attention to the game on TV, but his eyes kept darting back to her. Of course she caught it.

Y/N leaned in just a little closer, letting the tension between them simmer. "You sure about that? Because you’re looking at me like you’re about to do something… wild."

"Stop," he warned, his voice rougher than he intended, the kind of warning that was more an invitation than anything else. His gaze was locked onto her lips now, and she smirked.

"Make me," she challenged, arching an eyebrow.

Joe's breath hitched. This was it—every damn time she got this close, he could feel that pull. The push and pull between them had been relentless ever since they started dating nearly two years ago. But it wasn’t just the attraction; it was the way she was different—the first Black woman he’d ever dated, and the one who made him question every idea he had about what he was looking for in a partner.

Y/N wasn’t like anyone he had dated before. She didn’t play by his usual rules, didn’t fawn over his fame or football career. She challenged him. She forced him to confront parts of himself that he didn’t even know existed—things about race, identity, culture, and connection that he hadn’t thought about before he met her.

She was unapologetically confident, bold, and there was something about the way she held herself that made Joe feel like he was constantly on edge, wanting more but not entirely sure how to navigate it.

"I’m serious," he said, his voice softer now, almost like he was trying to regain control. "You’re killing me with that look."

Y/N’s eyes softened, but only for a second. Then, as if she couldn't help herself, she leaned in just a fraction closer. "I’m not doing anything. You're just letting me get to you." Her voice was barely above a whisper, but it felt like an accusation.

Joe exhaled, frustrated and fully aware of the shift in the air. He could already feel the possessiveness creeping up—he hated the thought of anyone else getting her attention the way he did. He wasn’t used to being the one who felt jealous, but with Y/N, it was different. He needed to be the one to keep her attention locked on him.

"Don’t do that," he growled, stepping closer, almost trapping her against the counter. His hands landed on either side of her, caging her in, but his eyes were far from angry. They were heated, dark. "Don’t make me lose control."

Y/N leaned back just enough to meet his gaze, her smile teasing but knowing. "You’re already losing it, Joe. I can tell."

Joe wasn’t sure why he was fighting it anymore. His usual smooth, confident self had fallen away, replaced by something more primal. Y/N had this way of getting under his skin, making him feel exposed in a way no one ever had before.

But she didn’t give him a chance to recover. She stepped out from the kitchen counter, making a show of casually walking past him. She brushed her fingers against his arm, sending a jolt straight to his chest. "You really think I’m gonna be the one to lose control here?" she said, her voice a little breathless, knowing damn well how she was affecting him.

Joe's patience was wearing thin. "You’re playing with fire, Y/N," he said, low and intense, stepping up behind her. She wasn’t going to get away with that. Not this time.

She tilted her head, her eyes daring him to do something about it. "Then burn me, Joe. You’re the one who can’t handle it."

Joe’s hands shot out, grabbing her wrist with a little more force than he meant to, but Y/N didn’t flinch. She liked it. Hell, she wanted it. "I don’t want to hear you talking like that unless you mean it," he said, his breath hot against her ear, his fingers tightening around her wrist just enough to make her shiver.

She tilted her head back, her lips brushing against his ear. "You don’t get to tell me what I can and can’t say," she teased, but there was a flicker of something else in her voice—a challenge he couldn’t ignore.

Joe’s grip loosened just slightly, but not enough for her to pull away. He was always teetering between wanting to let go completely and keeping things just a little out of reach. But tonight? He wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep pretending he wasn’t all in.

"You think you’re in charge, huh?" He leaned in closer, the heat between them practically crackling. "You forget who you’re dealing with. I’m the one who calls the shots here."

Y/N smiled, lips curling sensually. "Then make me listen."

It was impossible to ignore the magnetism between them anymore. They had been together for almost two years, and while they had their ups and downs, the tension between them was always undeniable. Their relationship had made Joe confront parts of himself he never thought he would. Y/N was the first woman to make him feel so seen, to challenge him in ways that pushed him outside his comfort zone. She wasn’t just any woman—she was the first Black woman he had ever dated, and somehow, everything was different with her. She made him think differently, not just about the world, but about himself.

Her presence was a constant reminder of that shift, and he couldn’t help but feel both unsettled and more alive than he ever had before.

Joe’s hand drifted up, brushing her hair back from her neck as he pulled her closer. "You’re gonna regret that," he warned, his voice low and serious.

But Y/N didn’t look scared. She only leaned in closer, their faces a breath away. "We’ll see, won’t we?"

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The atmosphere in the room was electric, the kind of night that felt bigger than both of them. The NFL Honors was an event of its own, the crowd bustling with the game’s finest—players, coaches, and legends. The stage was set for glitz, glamour, and recognition, and the spotlight was firmly on Joe. But for him, it wasn’t the award that was making his heart race.

It was Y/N.

She was standing just off to the side of the room, her presence commanding attention even though she wasn’t the one being celebrated tonight. The deep, midnight blue of her gown hugged her body in all the right ways, the delicate straps that criss crossed her back highlighting the graceful curve of her neck. Her hair was styled in soft waves, a perfect contrast to the sharp, sleek edges of her dress. Her lips were painted in a deep shade of red, her eyes glimmering with mischief, her confidence so palpable that it could be felt in the air around her.

Joe couldn’t stop looking at her.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t seen her dressed up before. But tonight, she was radiating something new—something electric. His hand itched to reach out to her, to pull her into him, to remind everyone around them that she was his.

"You’re making it hard to concentrate, you know that?" Joe murmured under his breath, his eyes glued to her as she turned to look at him, her lips curving into a knowing smile.

Y/N raised an eyebrow, the hint of a challenge in her gaze. "Is that a problem?" she teased, leaning a little closer, her voice like honey but laced with something daring.

Joe’s chest tightened. The way she always had that effect on him, the way she made everything else fade away when she was near—it was like no one else mattered. Especially tonight, when everything felt like it was culminating in this perfect moment.

"No," he responded simply, his voice low, his eyes darkening with desire. "But you might be distracting the hell out of me."

Before Y/N could say anything else, Ja'Marr Chase and Tee Higgins slid into view, each of them sporting devilish grins. Joe couldn’t even pretend to be surprised. His two closest teammates had always loved to tease him, especially when it came to Y/N.

Ja'Marr nudged Joe with his elbow, an exaggerated whistle escaping his lips as he eyed Y/N. “Damn, Joe. You lucky as hell. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’ve got the best thing in the room right there.”

Tee, unable to keep a straight face, chimed in. “Bro, you’re seriously making us look bad. We’re all dressed up, but she’s got you beat. I don’t know if we’re gonna be able to compete with that.”

Joe's grin was the kind that wasn’t fully amused, but still carried that cocky edge. His fingers curled into fists at his sides, but his gaze never left Y/N. She was still looking at him, her lips curling into a soft smile, but there was something dangerous in the way she glanced back at him—like she knew exactly what was going on, and she was loving every second of it.

"You both wish," Joe muttered, but his eyes were already scanning Y/N once more, his desire impossible to hide. He didn’t care who noticed—he was so down bad for her, and he liked it that way.

Ja'Marr snickered and glanced at Tee. "Man, this dude’s gone soft. The moment he found her, he stopped paying attention to all the rest of us." He winked at Joe. "Don't worry, we get it. She's something else."

Joe’s jaw clenched, but there was a glint of pride in his eyes. "Don't get it twisted, I’m just making sure no one forgets who she’s with." He said it like it was nothing, but his voice was low, protective, possessive in a way that only Y/N could inspire.

Y/N noticed, of course. She caught the way Joe’s tone shifted when he spoke about her, how his voice had dropped with that familiar possessiveness, and she couldn’t help the thrill it sent through her. Her smile deepened, but her eyes held a challenge.

“Is that what you’re doing, baby?” she murmured, her voice low but laced with heat, every syllable heavy with the unspoken pull between them. “Trying to mark your territory?”

Joe looked back at her, his expression softening, but his eyes still filled with that intensity, that hunger. "Damn right. No one else gets to look at you the way I do."

There it was again, the low, undeniable tension between them. Y/N felt her heart skip a beat. She loved how possessive he could be, how the world melted away the moment they were alone together. It made her feel seen, wanted, like she was the only thing that mattered to him. And in a room full of people, that was what really kept her coming back for more.

Ja'Marr and Tee, sensing the shift, couldn’t help but chuckle at Joe’s evident struggle to keep his cool. “Alright, man, we’ll leave you to it,” Ja'Marr said, flashing a grin. “Just don’t break any necks, alright? We still have a night to get through.”

Joe shot them a quick glare, but he didn’t care. Not with Y/N still standing there, her eyes locked on his, her smile sly and seductive. As soon as the guys moved away, he took a step toward her, his gaze never leaving hers.

Y/N raised an eyebrow, playing it cool, but there was a wicked glint in her eye. "You like that, huh? Getting teased in front of your whole team like that?"

Joe didn’t answer at first. He didn’t need to. His body was already moving toward her, his hand coming to rest on her waist, his fingers brushing the small of her back as he pulled her closer. The slight possessiveness in his touch sent a fire shooting through her, and before she knew it, she was leaning into him, the tension between them so thick it was almost unbearable.

“I like that you’re mine,” Joe whispered against her ear, his voice low but full of that dangerous edge she craved. "And everyone else is gonna know it tonight."

Y/N’s lips curled into a smile, her breath catching in her throat. "Is that so?" she murmured. "Well, lucky for you, I don’t mind showing them."

His grip on her tightened just a little, his eyes darkening. “You sure about that? You wanna test me tonight, Y/N?”

The challenge was clear in his voice, the flirtation palpable. But beneath it all, she could feel the undercurrent of something deeper. Something real.

Y/N’s heart pounded, and with a sly smile, she stood on her toes to kiss his cheek—just a soft brush of her lips against his skin. But her voice, when it came, was smooth and full of promise.

“I’ll show you just how much I’m yours, Joe,” she whispered, her words barely audible above the music and chatter.

Joe’s breath hitched, his hands coming to rest on her hips, possessive and claiming, and he could hardly think straight anymore. “Damn right you will,” he said, his voice rough with desire. “Just wait ‘til we’re alone, baby.”

And as they stood there, surrounded by the flash of cameras and the cheers of the night, Joe and Y/N both knew that tonight, the real celebration wouldn’t be about awards or recognition. It would be about them—what they had, what they’d fought for, and how, despite everything, they had each other.

And Joe? He was so down bad for her, and that was exactly how he liked it.

JB9 Taglist: @lilfreakjez, @dasia21

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# JB9 — WATCHED IT BEGIN AGAIN !

MASTERLIST !

001. SUMMARY !

✯ after a bad relationship, a good man always comes around and restores your hopes in love.

002. NOTE !

✯ HAPPY NEW YEARRRR!!!! first fic of they year and first fic for joe burrow 🥳 i debated writing for him a lot cause i know little to nothing about the nfl (forgive me, i’m not for the usa) but i hope you still enjoy it 🙏 also no hate to constantin klein, i just know him as simone’s bf.

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ynupdates YN in Cincinnati, Ohio. 21/12/2024

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ynupdates guys i wish i had answers as to what she is doing in OHIO… but i dont.

⤷ ynfan3 we’re all wondering the same dw

joefan1 now what is joe’s favourite actress doing in cincy a day before a game.

ynfan4 how does she always look good

ynfan5 SHE’S IN MY CITY???

joefan2 i know joe is giggling

⤷ ynfan6 he manifested it

joefan3 she has to go the game. has to.

joefan4 omg this is insane

ynfan7 who tf is joe and why are his fans all over this

⤷ joefan5 GIRL JOE BURROW???? FROM THE NFL????

⤷ ynfan7 i don’t watch the nfl lmaooo

yourusername and bengals updated their instagram stories!

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yourusername first month of 2025, already amazing 🤍

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ynfan21 THIS IS TOO CUTE

ynfan22 okayyy soft-launch 🙌

joefan21 that is 100% joe’s arm

joefan22 WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT JOEY LIKING

⤷ ynfan23 there is too much to analyse tbh

ynfan24the cincy photo… oh she’s whipped

joefan23 i am soooo invested in this relationship

ynfan25 the way i had this in my 25’ bingo card😭

ynfan26 i need the joe fans to know this is OUR house

⤷ joefan24 stfu some of us are fans of both

ynfan27 cutest soft launch EVERRRR

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&.⠀⠀JOE BURROW⠀⋆⠀#9.

disclaimer⠀...⠀some fics are tagged as mature containing sexual content. please do not read/interact with these works if you are under 18. i am not responsible for your media consumption, so please be sure to proceed with caution.

(⋆) = personal favs.

FICS, works over 2,000 words.

ALL THAT MATTERS, 3k (fluff) joe burrow will always be a stubborn, ohio boy. even when his wife's brother is a 4-time nba champion for the cavs' rival team.

ALL YOURS, social media au nyla's latest single is making waves. the audience has questions for her elusive boyfriend, joe burrow.

BORDERLINE, 6.8k (smut, feat. tee higgins) working in and around the nfl for years, there aren't many people in the league who can knock you off your game. by some twist of fate, two of them show up together, hoping to lure you into their orbit.

GOOD DAYS, 2.8k (fluff) what gift do you get for a man who has the world at his fingertips? a really, really good day.

GOODIES (⋆), 6.2k (smut) ja'marr is a lot of things, subtle is not one of them. when he drops the bomb of joe's no nut november pact, it's only fair you make it as difficult for him to stick to it as possible, right?

INFINITY (⋆), 6.9k (fluff & smut) the bengals suffer a devastating loss against the eagles. it takes everything within you to face joe, hoping you'll be able to remind him of his worth.

LOVE LANGUAGE (⋆), 8k (fluff & smut) joe burrow was made to be a husband. your honeymoon is proof enough that loving you is his love language.

LOVE TALK, 1.9k (fluff) with your toddler off with the cousins at her grandparents' house, it's a quiet night in the burrow household. you take advantage of the quiet to spend some one-on-one time soaking in your warm tub.

MY LITTLE LOVE, 4.5k (fluff) the afc championship game is around the corner. thankfully amara burrow is more than happy to make sure her daddy is ready to bring it home.

PRETTY LITTLE THING, 6.7k (smut) it's a rare quiet morning for you and joe. while you plan to sleep in and take it easy, your husband has other more active plans.

SAY MY NAME, 6.8k (angst & smut) success is great until you realize that you haven't touched your fiance in nearly a month. feeling guilty about your absence, his new assistant's constant presence hits a nerve.

SLIM SHADY, 2.1k (smut) your boyfriend is cool, calm, collected, and now platinum blonde? though you're mentally conflicted, you can't help but feel drawn to his new look.

TOO PROUD, 8.3k (angst & smut) being friends with benefits with the cool, calm, and collected quarterback has been nothing short of a fantasy. but when he loses his cool in a way you've never seen before, you start to pull away.

SERIES, works with multiple parts.

HOMIESEXUAL ONE & TWO, (angst & smut, feat. andrei iosivas) joe burrow comes and goes through your life like the tides. just when you think you've caught him, he slips away from your grasp. just when you think you've finally moved on, he sneaks back in with empty promises. as if things couldn't get any messier, enter andrei iosivas, joe's wide receiver.

LOVE DROUGHT ONE & TWO, (angst & smut) chelsea's life appears perfect. a beautiful home, a great job, and a valuable last name. leaving behind her life in atlanta to come to cincinnati presents new opportunities and new challenges in her marriage. the biggest challenge comes in the form of the handsome neighbor next door, every married inch of him.

DOCTOR'S ORDERS joe x doctor!reader, collection of asks, fics, & blurbs.

BLURBS, works under 2,000 words.

ACCESS HERE, #joey b.

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harry styles x yn!singer - social media au

fc: dua lipa

summary — releasing a new song about your ex is a great way to get him back.

note — short smau because why not ? let me know what you think!! reblog's and comments are appreciated ❤

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enews Y/n L/n spotted trying to keep a low profile in her first outing in London since being rumored to "taking a break" with Harry Styles.

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user1 wait her being so lowkey right now makes me nervous that the rumors are true 😭

user2 stop, i thought they were meant to be 😪

user3 HARRY AND Y/N PLEASE TELL ME ITS NOT TRUE 😫🙏

user5 bro when they've been spotted out together they are attached at the hip.... i think they're going to get back together honestly 😭

↳user6 this!! especially since there's no cheating rumor's, i think they'll get back together prettyyyyy soon

user7 not them both fumbling eachother ijbol

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yourinstagram NEW SINGLE "pov" OUT TOMORROW !!!

I have the honor of being able to perform at the Royal Albert Hall a week from tomorrow and I finished this song after working on it for about a week and want to put it out so I can have the pleasure of singing it for the first time live with the incredible Heritage Orchestra!!!

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user1 STOP IM FREAKING OUT

user2 okay it's either "pov your popstar boyfriend breaks your heart" or "pov you want your boyfriend back" and hopefully it's the latter!!!

user3 YAYYYYY NEW Y/N MUSIC!!!!

user4 now why is joe burrow in the likes....

↳user5 lol he's a fan of her music!! ↳user5 he's posted about listening to her music a quite a bit ↳user4 oh i had no idea, i thought he was trying to shoot his shot or something 😭

user6 im so nervous what the tone of this song is going to be

user7 happy for new music but scared because of break up rumors

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yourinstagram Royal Albert Hall was a dream and an honor thank you to everyone who came out and the Heritage Orchestra for being amazing as always what an unforgettable night!!!

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user1 what a night!!!!

user2 are you 2 back 2gether??

user3 you are UNREAL 😍

user4 harry back in the likes!!!

user5 honestly make it a weekly performance it was too good!!!!

user6 SERVING VOCALS & LOOKS !!! THIS DIVA 💜

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yourinstagram you know me better than I do ❤

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user1 SHUT UP STOP 😭

harrystyles ❤

↳yourinstagram ❤ ↳user2 the matching hearts 😩 ↳user 3 the only people ever actually!!

user4 we can sleep happy now

user5 this is so important to me omg

user6 honestly they are serving parents now more then they ever have

user7 ohhhhh my heart is so full

user8 IT COUPLE!!!

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let em know.

background: y/n a wag for the chiefs who is dating travis kelce of 3 years finds out he cheated on her. she assures herself that she'd never watch the nfl nor date another nfl player, until a convincing quarterback hits her dms.

(all pics from pinterest)

synopsis: travis decides to use social media to be a pain towards y/n and joe becomes the guy travis wasnt in y/n's life

warning: this is a au aka alternative universe series. bengals are 13-3

notes: wrote the synposis with 1% of sleep in my body gn. and also, im using playoff pics from 3 years ago so let me be.

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bengals: *gasp* joe burrow!

username_1: this man is NOT washed. 😭

username_2: joey b!

username_3: marry me username_4: the offer's probably off the table..

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yn.handle: oops! did you guys miss me? im back on vogue's january magazine!

username_5: its monday, 8 am in the morning y/n.. please.

yourbsf: you did not 🤭 yn.handle: and did.

joeyb_9: that color looks good on you. yn.handle: better than orange??

username_6: hold up because why'd travis fumble.

username_7: he always does.

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bengals: 😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️😶‍🌫️

username_14: joe why are you even playing today..

username_15: who dey!

username_16: mvp!

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bengals: deep breath *exhale*

username_17: theres no way we almost lost.

username_18: somebody get joe more protection because what was that 4th quarter.

username_19: joe better not be injured for playoffs.

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nfl: for the first time since 2022, the bengals will reappear in the playoffs, and for the first time with a bye week.

username_20: past me would not believe this.

username_21: who dey!

username_22: frauds, chiefs shouldve been #1 username_23: pretty sure theyre gonna make cincy vs kc a game just for the rival.

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joeyb_9: year 5 and counting.

username_24: shiesty going crazy in playoffs.

username_25: mvp him.

yn.handle: need that.

username_26: yn..

username_27: yn this isnt you.

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yn.handle: 🩷

yourbsf: the dress??

username_28: yn ate on x.

username_29: travis hasnt posted since, someone check up on him.

username_30: first wag to threepeat in the playoffs before the chiefs

joeyb_9: all mine ❤️ lahjay_10: we lost a real one 💔 yn.handle: always gotta ruin stuff 🖕🏾

username_31: joe its okay you can marry me instead yn.handle: you shouldve been 6 months earlier 🧐

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[crushpunky]

college!reader instagram

masterlist

joe burrow x college!reader - college!reader instagram

[wintfleur]

𝓓IE WITH A SMILE ⊹ au masterlist

━━━ ❛ wherever you go, that’s where I’ll follow

⭐️ ━━━ 𝒻amily is 𝓮verything to 𝓱eather 𝓱ughes so her moving away from her family to cincinnati, to fulfill her 𝓭ream of having her own bakery / flower shop was 𝓉errifying just as it was 𝑒xciting . . . when 𝓳oe burrow walked into the new bakery / flower shop ‘𝓅etals 𝓃 𝓅astries’ he was 𝓬ompletely unaware of how his life would 𝓷ever be the same after that . . . he never expected to fall head over heels for the 𝓼unshine 𝑒nigma that 𝒽eather 𝒽ughes is !

pairing heather hughes 𝔁 joe burrow

៸៸ ABOUT HER !

little miss sunshine (heathers profile)

៸៸ HER RELATIONSHIPS !

wanna be your endgame (heather and joe’s relationship analysis)

the best day (heather and her family’s relationship analysis)

៸៸ FICS !

៸៸ BLURBS !

៸៸ SOCIAL MEDIA AUS !

my only wish

៸៸ ASKS !

date nights

heather’s brother’s reaction to her n joe

៸៸ EXTRAS !

heather’s pinterest

heather’s playlist

heather & joe’s playlist

𝓻oro’s note. THE IT COUPLE 🤓☝️ honestly i was a little nervous with this one, but im glad to finally get it out!! this is a interactive au so send in as much asks as you want! and if anyone one wants to be added to the taglist, just comment or send in a ask!! I hope you enjoy it mwah ‹𝟹

this au is for my lovely bestie @winterbarnesblog tysm for always being there for me to talk about all my silly little ideas, I am forever grateful for you ‹𝟹

you can find everything for this au under this tag #⭐️ ꞌꞋ ࣪ _ 𝓭ie 𝔀ith 𝓪 𝓼mile 𐙚 . ꒱

˖ ་ taglist : @winterbarnesblog @toasttt11 @cixrosie @iceflwers @bunbunbl0gs

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