#imagine walking up to joe and him pulling you in for a hug but he opens up his fuzzy coat and you become engulfed in a warm fuzzy Joe hug

[i-love-def-leppard]

LOOK AT HIS COAT ITS SO FUZZY AND ADORABLE

[mabelstone]

Imagine Being Loved by Me

hozier x f! reader

part three of lullabies <3 | part two | masterlist

cw: 18+, nothing too serious but a bit teeeny bit of smut

word count: 3.2k

taglist: @princezty @somethinglikero @jimihendrixpopfigure

Three weeks have gone by since I walked in on Joe piledriving another woman in my bed.

Three weeks ago after a beautiful morning of jazz music, pancakes, and instant coffee, Andrew drove me back to my house to pick up my car. I sent him away with an earnest hug, putting on my bravest face as I let myself inside. No shit, there were rose petals on nearly every inch of floor board. I fought the urge to roll my eyes, instead, tiptoed upstairs into my room. Joe was asleep in bed, and I nearly tasted my breakfast for a second time that morning. Instantly, I felt nauseated, the type that makes you hot and dizzy and want to run away and never come back.

I pushed the feeling back down, determined to grab all my shit and forget this tainted cell of a house I once loved more than anything. Furiously, I began stuffing all of my clothes into a suitcase. Then in another bag, I took everything that belonged to me; sheets, towels, everything down to the last teabag. I was fuelled with rage, huffing and puffing my way around the house, lugging my bags out to my car. Oh, fuck. My keys.

Where are my car keys?

I searched the house like a mad woman, tearing apart the couches, looking in every cupboard and under every piece of furniture. Nothing. I called Andrew, asking if I'd had them at the bar, as if he'd know the answer if I didn't. "Ehm... just your house keys? I tink..."

"I tink you're no help," I mocked, hanging up with the briefest of smiles before I was playing detective again. I searched for nearly an hour before caving in and waking Joe.

I shook his shoulder roughly, standing back with my arms crossed once he finally stirred awake.

"Mmm..." He groaned, and I waited patiently with a scowl for him to realise it was me and not some broad off the street. "Oh, you're finally home."

"Where are my keys?" I deadpanned, fuse shorter than ever. I wasn't in the mood for the slightest conversation with him.

"I missed you so much, babe," he sighed, pulling my stiff body into a hug. I peeled myself away from him, repeating myself.

"Where are my keys, Joe? I left them in the fruit bowl, and now they are gone."

"Let's talk first before we make any hasty decisions," he coaxed, pulling me by my wrists onto the bed beside him. "I can't explain how sorry I am."

"Joe, please."

"I've been up all night crying, my heart is broken," he sighed emphatically, taking my hand into his. Oh, you're the heartbroken one? "I can't imagine a life without you."

"You weren't thinking that way when you were fucking the girl you met at my show."

"You hadn't had sex with me in weeks! I was getting desperate-"

"Just stop," I barked, throwing his hand off of me. "Give me my car keys so I can leave. This doesn't need to be any harder than you've already made it."

After minutes of brutally painful back and forth, he gave me the keys to his safe. I unlocked it to find my keys and an open jewellery box with a sparkling engagement ring. He was sitting on the bed, eyes filled with optimism, and I almost fell for it.

My phone buzzed and I saw a message from Andy.

You haven't crashed your car have you? X

I took my keys and closed the safe, turning on my heels out of the bedroom.

"Um, what the fuck?" Joe called out as he followed close behind me, roughly grabbing at my arm when I was halfway out the front door. "I just proposed to you, and you don't even have the decency to say no?"

"No," I replied, unlocking my car and tossing my bags into the boot.

"What? Babe, don't throw this away," he began to cry, clearly panicked.

"I haven't thrown anything away. You have." I shoved him away by his chest, just about ready to boil over with anger. "You have destroyed any shred of trust I had in you. It's over, Joe."

My tough act began to slip as my voice shook, climbing into my car and slamming the door shut before he could see how hard this really was on me. He screamed something inaudible at me as I drove away, and I watched him sob into his hands from the rearview mirror.

I cried the entire drive to my mums, ignoring the hundreds of calls I missed from him.

Andrew and I continued to spend time together. I spent many nights at my mums place while I tried to look for a house. I didn't have rental history as Joe wouldn't put me on the lease... because I didn't have rental history. "Babe, it'll just make everything harder," was once his excuse.

When my step dad would get unbearable, Andrew would invite me to spend the night. These nights would frequently begin with me sobbing about how broken hearted I was, and end with him and I snuggling on the couch to a movie. Innocent enough, sure. But after weeks of abstinence following six years of frequent sex, I was pent up. So pent up to the point where I would have to excuse myself for some time alone with his retractable shower head. Many of my thoughts of Andrew were so explicit, you'd think they were from the brain of a teenage boy who'd plough through two boxes of tissues a day. This of course left me feeling inexplicably guilty and beyond confused.

Tonight, we drank wine and sang cheesy duets together. We clumsily danced and laughed until we cried. He had the coordination of a newborn giraffe, and though I'd never admit it to him, I wasn't much better. He drunkenly rambled about how in a perfect world, he'd own a cottage in Wicklow and keep bees. I told him how I'd be a florist who sold my Irish friends' honey.

As if routine now, we'd share a blanket on the couch and watch a movie. Last night was Superbad, tonight was Inception. Andrew mindlessly carded his fingers through my hair, and with the comfort that brought me mixed with the wine, I was out to it within minutes.

His beard tickled the inside of my thigh as he continued to bite and suck at the sensitive skin, eyes boring holes into mine with a devilish grin.

"C'mon, Andy," I whined, throwing my head back in frustration. I closed my legs over his head, desperate to feel his mouth on me where I needed it viscerally.

"Patience, darlin'," he tsked at me, spreading my legs wide before him again. "Look so fuckin' gorgeous right now."

"Please, just touch me," I begged, reaching a new peak of arousal that was actually causing me pain. "Anything, just fucking touch me!"

He just chuckled, locking his arms around my thighs, pulling me closer to his face. He continued to place hot, wet opened mouthed kisses along my thighs, his beard scratching over my clit for a split second, and I swore I was on the brink of orgasm immediately. I grabbed a fistful of his hair, impatience taking full control of my autonomy.

He licked a languid stripe up my clit, causing me to let out a guttural moan, arching my back beneath him. He pushed me back down by my hips, one hand easily reaching my breast as he toyed with my nipple.

"Fuck, Andy," I cried, eyes screwing shut as every single nerve ending of mine came alive.

"Look at me," he ordered, the low rumble of his voice vibrating against my core. Without warning, my orgasm rippled through me, each nerve erupting like fireworks as I chanted his name.

I woke up panting, taking a moment to realise I was laying with Andrew on the couch. And processing the fact that I actually just orgasmed in my sleep.

"What's a'matter?" His voice was soft and concerned as he turned his head to face me.

"Weird dream," I laughed breathlessly, heart still pounding in my chest. This happened far too often. I almost wanted to spill my guts and confess everything he made me feel.

"Dreamin' of me, huh?" He grinned down at me, and I felt my cheeks burn.

A moment's silence.

"What?" Please tell me I wasn't moaning his name in my sleep.

"I'm jokin'," he laughed, averting his eyes back to the TV. "Unless you were."

I laughed along too, though in my head I was screaming. 'Unless you were,' what the fuck does that mean?

The credits rolled over the screen and like routine, we got off the couch and went to our separate rooms. Except this time, my heart didn't settle, and I didn't get much sleep.

We went about our days as usual, as if I didn’t fantasise about him every waking moment. I worried that I was catching feelings, and catching them far too fast for someone who'd only just gotten out of a 6 year relationship.

I couldn’t help it. I was infatuated. Infatuated was an understatement. I was completely and utterly enamoured by Andrew. I wanted to be in his presence every moment I could. I often told little white lies so I could spend the night, even though our we remained within a strictly friends only basis.

He was kinder than any man I’d ever met, insisting on having to open every door for me, sending me off to bed with a glass of water each night, and waking me with coffee just how I liked. He was gentle and tentative, always fast at identifying cues when I was upset.

But that’s all we were - just friends.

I began to crave his touch, desperate for any opportunity to feel his skin on mine. He’d often play me a new song he’d written, and I’d watch on with hearts for eyes as his skilled fingers worked his guitar effortlessly.

I saw it in his eyes too, sure he wanted me how I wanted him. I dreamt of climbing into his lap, kissing him until my lips were swollen or until he couldn’t take it anymore and we’d need to take off our clothes to satiate our desires.

But I couldn’t.

When it felt like we were moving in that direction, I’d turn ice cold. Though my heart was begging me to love him how he deserved, my brain knew this was probably just a rebound. And someone with a heart as golden as Andy's didn’t deserve the hell grief I’d cause him.

So I brushed off each pet name as if hearing them didn’t cause my stomach to do acrobats. I treated each night on the couch as if we were simply best friends who enjoyed each others' company. As though there was no other option than spooning on the couch where his scent became hardwired into my brain. I’d act as if I couldn’t feel his hard on pressing into the small of my back most nights. I’d pretend I’d have no idea what he was really doing when he’d have to excuse himself halfway through the movie to ‘make a call.’ It’s just how it worked for us.

And often, I wondered if it was torturing him as much as it was me.

We pulled up at the venue, Andrew of course opening my door for me, offering me his hand as I stepped out onto the kerb. I thanked him and we headed in together, turning a few heads as we did so. Not that this was unusual, he was 6’6” and painfully handsome, after all. He’d also given himself quite the name, rumours of a few producers attending tonight in hopes of setting him a deal.

“Remember me when you’re famous and touring the world without me,” I fake pouted, fluttering my eyelashes at him.

“Well obviously, nobody forgets their muse,” he bumped his shoulder into mine, that cheeky grin stretched across his face. “Besides, I owe you that much for giving me something to write about.”

I nearly choked on my drink, raising my eyebrows at him. “And what songs are written about me, hm?”

“The monster mash?” He kept a straight face, giving me that duh look at the same time.

“Oh, shut up, Andrew.” I laughed, acutely aware of the man who just sat beside me. “I’m being serious! It'd make me happy to know.”

“You’ll know when you hear ‘em, baby,” he grinned, throwing back his glass of champagne. Baby. My heart leapt from me, and in that moment I was grateful that he wouldn’t have noticed the deep blush splattered across my cheeks. He was too busy claiming another round of free drinks for us.

“Please tell me that’s your brother or something,” the man sat beside me spoke up, chocolate brown eyes so endearing, thick American accent on his lips.

"I sure hope not," I joked. His face fell, and I realise how that could've been misconstrued. "No- he's not my boyfriend either. We just sing together."

He put his hands together in prayer, looking up to the roof, mouthing, 'thank you, God.' I laughed at him, shaking my head. He had dark brown curls similar to Andy's, his were just more tame and much shorter. Full lips that twisted into a dopey smile, and if I weren't so confused with my emotions, I'd have jumped into a cab and gone home with him without a second thought. "I'm Will," he introduced himself, shaking my hand.

"Y/N," I blushed when he kissed my knuckles, wondering where the hell Andy had run off to. "Where are you from?" I attempted to avert the conversation, regaining ownership of my hand.

"Colorado," he smiled, signalling to the bartender that he wanted to order another round. "And you're a singer?"

"Uh... well I sing, yes," I giggled, the three prior glasses of bubbles gone to my head. "I wouldn't label myself a singer as such."

"Well aren't you just the cutest thing," he grinned, slipping his hand onto my thigh.

"I uh," I stammered, struggling to find the words. "That's very kind," my eyes searched the room for Andy. He towered over mostly everybody wherever we were, standing out like a sore thumb. But for some reason, he was nowhere to be found right when I needed him.

"I'm only in town for the night," he leaned in close to me, his breath hot in my ear, and his hand only getting warmer on my thigh. "Once you're done your little performance, why don't you come back to my hotel and give me an encore?"

Like the Gods had intervened, a familiar calloused hand was grabbing my arm. "C'mon, we gotta go backstage." I looked up to Andy, his expression rigid, bordering on disgust and anger.

"Oh, okay," I nodded, hopping up from my stool, Will's hand quickly retracted. "Uh, see you," I smiled awkwardly, Andrew's grip still around my arm.

"Here's your drink," he let me go, handing my glass to me.

"You saved me, Andy," I laughed, glancing back at the man who'd already moved onto his next victim. "Total wanker."

"Mhm," he hummed, not even looking at me as we made our way backstage.

"Everything alright?" I prodded, his expression unchanging. He didn't reply, instead opened the door to the green room for me. We weren't at our usual bar tonight. We'd been invited to perform at a decently size theatre that just so happened to be full of producers, offering free drinks for the performers. Maybe not the best combination.

The green room was alive with seven or so other musicians, all mingling amongst each other as they awaited their turns. There was a table lined with finger food, and a minibar with premixed drinks. Andrew had made a beeline straight for the snacks table. Typical.

"Um, hello?" I whisper shouted to him, trailing behind him like a lost puppy. "Is there a reason you're ignoring me? Is it because of that bloke? Because I-"

"Yes," was all he replied, taking his food to one of the couches with him.

"Okay," I was surprised with how forward he was, sitting down beside him, honestly perplexed by his rigidity. "...Why?"

"I didn't like the way he was talking to you," he shrugged, still avoiding my eye contact. "He was disrespectful."

"So... why are you icing me out, exactly?"

"I will say the wrong things, better to say nothin'."

This was unlike any way I'd seen him act before. Cold, annoyed... jealous? Surely not.

"Well, I'm sorry I- or he made you feel this way."

"Andrew Hozier-Byrne? You're on in two minutes," one of the stage hands announced, nursing his clipboard on his hip like a baby. "And we're still going ahead with the song change?"

Andy nodded, having a quick drink of water and tossing his rubbish away.

"Song change?" I questioned, following behind him. I made sure to watch every performance of his, even if it meant being amongst the audience when I wasn't also performing.

"Oh, yeah. When I went to get you a drink, I quickly changed my song. No biggie," he shrugged, tying his hair back into a bun, slipping his cap over the top. Jesus Christ, he looked fucking edible.

"What's the song?" I pressed further, still adamant despite the backstage timer ticking '30 seconds.'

"Haven't named it," he shrugged his guitar strap over his shoulders, giving me a wry smile. "It's about you, though."

I blushed deep, unable to form words. There was no space for talking anyway; he headed out onto the stage, leaving me dumbfounded as I watched on.

He awkwardly introduced himself, as he did each night.

And then followed my undoing.

I'd be the voice who urged Orpheus when her body was found.

I'd be the choiceless hope in grief that drove him underground.

I'd be the dreadful need in the devotee that made him turn around.

And I'd be the immediate forgiveness in Eurydice.

Imagine being loved by me.

Suddenly, there was not nearly enough air behind this curtain as I watched on, awestruck.

I won't deny I've got in my mind now all the things I would do.

So I try to talk refined in fear that you find out how I'm imaginin' you.

I'd be the last shred of truth lost in the myth of true love.

I'd be the sweet feeling of release mankind now dreams of.

That's found in the last witness before the wave hits, marvelling at God.

Before he feels alone one time and marries the sea.

Imagine being loved by me.

Fuck.

My knees felt weak, sure my ears were deceiving me. Imagine being loved by me. Oh, but I do.

Sure enough, producers from many labels were flagging him down from the minute his set finished, flooding the backstage where I was waiting for him.

I ended up having to go on straight after Andrew, thankfully. I couldn't think of any words to say, and the ones I could think of were highly inappropriate. Not that he would mind, clearly.

I hung around after my set, making eye contact with Andy here and there, waving him off when he looked like he might leave the conversations for me. I was happy for him. Ecstatic. And the craving for his touch only multiplied tenfold with his subtle admission that he felt the same.

tricked ya!! i am physically incapable of writing slow burn lol i hope u enjoy what i have for u in the next chapter xx it'll be very juicy (and hopefully longer)

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[starrvsn]

౨ৎ ּ ׅ ۫ ✧ 。BOYS IN THE BOAT ˚₊ ꒰ PRETTY LIKE YOU !

﹙ MOVIE/FANDOM ⠆THE BOYS IN THE BOAT ﹚

𝟒𝟏𝟏. some of the ficitonal characters from the boys in the boat, reactions to you giving them flowers :)

STAR LEFT A MESSAGE! hi friends! i know i haven't posted in a while but i just recently watched the boys in the boat and i absolutely loved it! especially the cast, full of fine talented men- so here's a little something about them with more to come! if you have any requests or ideas about them please let me know!

INCLUDES ⠆joe rantz, don hume, bobby mach, george hunt and chuck day (just some of the characters im partially attached to…)

BOBBY MOCH ⠆

after their first win of the season, you greet bobby with a bouquet of flowers themed after the school's colors— immediately giving him praise and compliments about their win today. you knew he had a rough past season with the last crew, now seeing him with a new crew he trusted, something he was so passionate about. you were excited for him!

when he asks where this all came from, you shrug the gesture off as if it was nothing. stating that the flowers just reminded you of him and just had to give them to him. a wide smile tugs on his lips as he accepts them, his hand caressing yours gently. he appreciated them more than you knew. pulling you close, he presses a kiss on the crown of your head. caring less about his damp uniform or the loud crowd around you, just you and him.

“thank you lovely, these are beautiful.”

DON HUME ⠆

he's absolutely speechless, it wasn't everyday a man would recieve flowers and don didn't think he would be one of them. his eyebrows jump to his hairline when he sees you at the entrance of the shell house with a bouquet of flowers in your hands. his breath hitches as he asks where you got them from and you reply kindly that they're for him, giving him a sweet smile which he returns. you wanted to congratulate him for making the team, it wasn't easy and all the effort he put in finally paid off. a faint blush falls on his cheeks as he takes them, a beautiful arrangement of daisy's and poppy's held by a piece of brown parchment. he takes your hand tugging you into a hug, squeezing you appreciatively. there weren’t enough words to describe how much he loved them,

"this bouquet might be just as pretty as you." now you blush, playfully slapping this arm as you continue to hold him close. he wanted to keep them alive for as long as he can and maybe get you a bouquet in return. later (few months) when he sneaks you into the dorms he see's the bouquet in a glass still thriving well, making your heart swell.

JOE RANTZ ⠆

he's gotten several bouquets from several girls after winning gold in the olympics. he's received a many of gifts from different people but none of them felt as special as yours. when he saw you for the first time since their win in germany, you had planned to go out on a date to celebrate so when he comes to pick you up with his own bouquet in hand. imagine his surprise and delight when he sees you walk out of the building with your own bouquet in hand. he lets out a soft laugh in disbelief watching as you. a proud smile on your lips, almost skipping towards him.

"ever so original rantz?" you jokingly say, fiddling with the fabric of your dress. holding the flowers to him— they're almost identical to his except, he has your favorite flower in the bunch making your heart swell.

"i didn't know you were gonna get me flowers." he replies, ever so charming smile gracing his lips. you tell him you wanted to surprise him— a token of your appreciation for all that he's done, all the hard work he and all the other boys put in. he thanks you greatly, exchanging your bouquets. he presses a sweet, chaste kiss on your lips before interlocking hands and walking to your date destination.

GEORGE HUNT ⠆

george didn't really take mind to trivial things of interest like that, what his favorite flower was but he made a great deal to what yours were and he never missed the chance to give you flowers when he could— after any occasion he would give them to you. if you passed your exam or got into a fight, he'd get flowers to make it up to you. he didn't really expect to get his own flowers, as it really wasn't a thing.

so one day when practice was particularly grueling and draining, the last thing your boyfriend had expected was seeing you; with a small bouquet of flowers in your hands waiting outside the crews dorm. you were speaking with roger, keeping you company. "who are those for?" george announces himself, now standing between the two of you. you chuckle bidding roger goodbye as he leaves, now alone with your boyfriend— a timid smile forming.

"pretty flowers for a pretty boy." you proclaimed, holding out the bouquet to him. he huffs a laugh taking them carefully, admiring them. he raises a hand to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, cradling your cheek— caressing it gently.

"these a perfect darling, just like you."

CHUCK DAY ⠆

“a new admirer giving you flowers? giving me a run for my money?” chuck eyes the bouquet in your hands, noticing that there was none of your favorite flowers in them— what kind of admirer were they? you let out a soft giggle that sounds like music to his ears. he won't lie, a slight pang of jealousy hits him at the thought of another man giving you flowers but he'd ask you another day.

"no silly, they're for you." you reply, standing from the bench to give them to him. he lets out a small breath of relief, practically melting at the gesture. he takes a hand that was stuffed in his pocket to take the flowers from you, eyeing them carefully. you tell him that some of the flowers had meaning— like the red tulips and daisy's meaning love. his gaze softens as you continue to explain, a loving smile gracing his lips as he admires your face and the bouquet. lovingly, he plucks a flower from the bouquet and tucks it behind your ear

"you're so sweet you know that." his hand running down your arm, grasping your hand gently rubbing your knuckles. you almost swoon— tilting your head in admiration "well you deserve the best, i hope you know." he knows, with you around it's hard to forget.

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[joeys-babe]

Joey B Imagines: Peewee

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Summary: You take your boyfriend, Joe, to your little brother’s first tackle football game. Your little brother, Tommy, has always been such a huge fan of your NFL boyfriend and both you and Joe loved how much he idolized him.

Warnings: So so fluffy.

Pairing: Joe Burrow x Reader

Imagine universe: None! (Misc.)

A/N: Joe isn't injured and the Bengals have a very late bye week!

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December 18th, 2023

If you told me a year ago, when I started dating Joe, that we would have to go two months without seeing each other, I wouldn't have even agreed to go on a date with him.

Joe and I had an… age gap. He was 27, with an amazing career and a life built for himself, and I was 20 and still in college.

He was in Cincinnati while I was in Athens attending Ohio University.

We had met through our fathers who were both on the coaching staff at OU. We had a family dinner together, and Joe was the only one of Jimmy’s three boys who was able to make it.

Joe swears up and down still to this day that it was love at first sight when he saw me. He was just out of a relationship and wasn't looking for anything but he says that all changed when he saw me.

Now back to the two months without each other. Obviously, we were long-distance, and it was the mid-football season for him so that meant he was busy all of the time. I had just gotten done with finals for my fall semester, so up until now I had been super busy with university stuff.

Today I would see Joe for the first time since early October, and I couldn't be more excited.

My parents were even super excited because they were the ones on the receiving end of my griping the past couple of months.

My little brother was also super excited. Tommy was 10 years old and playing his first-ever tackle football game today. It was my dad’s travel football team he was playing for. My dad doesn't trust the coaches at his school so Tommy’s not allowed to play there.

Tommy’s only request for his first game was that his favorite NFL player be there.

It was Joe of course, and he promised he would be there.

He didn't disappoint either, just as my dad and Tommy took the field, Joe texted me saying he was a couple of minutes away.

“Are you excited?” - my mom nudged me

“Yeah. I've missed him.” - you smiled

“Oh, we know.” - your mom

I glared at her and rolled my eyes before I pulled out my phone to pass the time.

“Look, there he is!” - my mom

My head snapped up and there he was in all of his glory. Joe was walking over to the bleachers while watching the field.

“Go!” - my mom

I jumped up and ran down the stairs, seeing my mom get her phone out to record in the corner of my eye.

Joe by now had realized I'd seen him and stopped walking to open his arms for me.

When I was within inches of him I jumped into his arms.

His strong arms wrapped around my body and he slowly swayed with me.

“There’s my beautiful girl.” - Joe

“I missed you so much.” - you

“I missed you more. A day didn't go by that I didn't wish I was with you.” - Joe

My legs wrapped around his waist and my arms were around his neck. I knew that Joe wasn't a fan of PDA but this moment was too good, and there were barely any people in the bleachers anyways.

“You’re not allowed to leave me for that long again.” - you

“Never again sweetheart. I'll take you with me if I have to.” - Joe

“I love you.” - you

“I love you too…. so much.” - Joe whispered

A few moments of just hugging later, I spoke up.

“Can you walk us up to my mom? I don't want to let go yet.” - you

“Of course.” - Joe chuckled

My grip on him tightened as he easily started walking in his usual loose-hipped strides.

Climbing the stairs wasn't a problem for him either with me in his arms, Joe was taking two steps at a time.

“Hey Joe!” - your mom

“Hey! It's good to see you.” - Joe

“I don't know if you can tell, but she's missed you a lot.” - your mom

“I think I picked up on that.” - Joe chuckled

Joe gently lowered me onto the bleacher and plopped down next to me. We always sat at the top so we could sit against the wall of chain fencing.

I couldn't help but admire how cute he looked right now. Joe was wearing light grey sweatpants with a dark grey sweatshirt and flannel over top of it. The white backward hat was the icing on the cake.

“You're so handsome, Joe.” - you laid your head on his shoulder

“You say that all the time, baby.” - Joe smiled

“Because I mean it.” - you

Joe looked down at me with a large smile and kissed my forehead. One of his arms looped around my waist as he pulled away.

“Well, you're pretty gorgeous yourself.” - Joe

Feeling my cheeks heating up, I hid my face in his neck. Joe would usually try to make me blush more, but he was enjoying the heat of your red cheeks against his cold neck.

My mom handed Joe a blanket to which he gave her a thankful smile before draping it over our legs.

“You warm?” - Joe

“Mhm. You emit a lot of heat.” - you giggled

“Good.” - Joe

“By the way, you're going to have to activate your muscles and carry my bags to your car later. I have a few.” - you

“I’ll start warming them up.” - Joe joked

My mom laughed along with me and I couldn't feel any happier in that moment.

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I knew Joe would cheer the boys on, but I didn't expect him to be jumping up, yelling, warning the defense when the other team was doing a pass play, and so much more.

This one time specifically, the game was kind of getting slow so I was falling asleep on Joe’s shoulder. My brother’s team got a touchdown and Joe abruptly jumped, waking me up in the process.

“Sorry, my love.” - Joe sat back down and pulled you back into his chest

The scene made me wonder about my future with Joe. Maybe one day we’ll be doing the same thing with our own son.

“I'm so proud of Tommy. He acts so maturely football-wise for his age.” - Joe

His statement sealed my previous thought. There will be a future for us, and maybe I'm right about us cheering on our future son.

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Come halftime, my dad’s team was up 12-0.

“Joey.” - you nudged your boyfriend, who was deep into a conversation with your mom.

“Mhm?” - Joe

“Can you get me some hot chocolate from the concession stand?” - you

“Of course. I'll be right back. Do you want anything to snack on?” - Joe

“Mm, no I'm okay. Thank you! I love you!” - you

Joe stood up and moved the blanket onto me more before placing a kiss on my cheek.

“I love you too.” - Joe grinned and walked away

A few minutes later, Joe walked back with a drink carrier and a paper bag in his other hand.

“What is all of that?” - you laughed

He handed me and my mom a hot chocolate before setting one down for himself.

“You said you didn't want a snack but I know that means you wanted one.” - Joe handed you the bag

Gosh, he knew me so well. After giving Joe an appreciative smile I opened the bag to find three chocolate chip cookies.

“There was an older lady up there selling baked goods so I thought I'd snag a couple cookies. You can have one if you want to, y/m/n.” - Joe

“Well aren't you sweet.” - your mom took a cookie from you as you handed it to her

My mom happily munched on her cookie and I couldn't help but laugh at my own thoughts.

“What?” - Joe

“You're trying to impress my parents, huh?” - you

“Well, I’m taking you three hours away for a week! I want them to know you're safe staying at my place.” - Joe

That's probably what I'm most looking forward to out of this whole day. After the game is over, I'm going with Joe to Cincinnati where I'll be staying at his house for the week since it's their Bye.

“Joey, they already know that. I wouldn't be going if they didn't. Also, I'm an adult I can do what I want!” - you

“Babe. I know you're an adult. I just don't want them to be wary because I'm an older guy.” - Joe

“Joseph, you're seven years older stop acting like you're forty.” - you

Joe rolled his eyes but I scooted closer to him and threw the blanket over his lap.

“You're allowed to want to impress my parents, but don't feel like you have to. They love you, because I love you.” - you

My heart did pretty much the exact opposite of the rest of my body and warmed deeply when Joe placed a tiny kiss on the tip of my nose. It was a signal that he didn't know what to say back in the moment but appreciated my statement.

——

“Joe!” - Tommy ran out of the gate and up to Joe, who had his arms open for your brother

The team had won, thankfully and now we were all standing and waiting for the kids to get out of their post-game huddle.

I couldn't put into words how I felt when I watched Joe hug Tommy like his own brother. It was so sweet and I'd never felt so in love.

“You’ve got one good man, y/n.” - your mom

“I know.” - you grinned

My eyes drifted from my mom’s smiling face back down to my boyfriend, the love of my life, hyping up my little brother over a couple of his receptions.

That's when I knew Joe was the one.

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Authors note: the fourth day of Christmassss

Guys who is she… consistently updating like this…

This fic came from my own mind! 🤍

Hope you enjoyed! 🫶

[sunsh1n3s]

okay so what if don takes reader on a night boat ride and then he kisses her? just like joe did with joyce in the movie?

idk i feel like he’d be so shy but yet so cute… like imagine him asking her out, he’d be so blushy 🫠

— lovely night. ( don hume x reader )

a.n. i love this i wanted to write this before you asked i wasn’t sure if anyone would want that. i’m so glad you asked for it.

contains. swearing? who knows. fem!reader.

don walked down the sidewalk, his hands stuffed in his jacket as the day was coming to an end. he had gotten the news he made it on the rowing team, and he was overjoyed. what he didn’t enjoy was the walk back to his temporary home in the cold, slightly intoxicated.

in front of him came a face so familiar, so beautiful. “y/n, why are you out alone?” he greeted. she looked at him, eyes blotchy and nose red from the chill. “hey what’s up?” he asked, placing a hand on her arm.

“stupid test. bombed it and parents are disappointed.” she mumbled under her breath. he knew little about her family, they were old partners in class; she got him to speak more than anyone in the school, it took her a while. because of that class, he was lucky to be her acquaintance.

whenever he spoke to her, he was a nervous mess. but the sight of her distraught stopped it all, he only worried for her emotions.

“the test sucked and he prepared us terribly for it. i didn’t do well either, y/n.” he assured, his eyes searching hers. “don’t cry. you’re too pretty to cry. hell- you’re even pretty when you cry.” he spoke, wiping her tears and pulling her into a hug. his face was red, and he couldn’t blame the cold once she saw his blush.

now that her tears stopped and she smiled slightly, he became nervous again. “do you- would you like me to walk you home?” he asked, tense now and red. y/n laughed a little and wiped her stray tears, “that’d be much appreciated.” she accepted.

and so they walked, side by side through the cold. “i heard results for the rowing team came out, did you get a spot?” she asked. don smiled and nodded, “stroke.” he answered. y/n smiled wide, “you did it don.” she said, bumping her elbow with his. “i knew you’d get a spot, you could hardly grip a pencil or focus on our labs. i had to do all the work.” she joked, making him chuckle.

“to pay you back for all your work, would you like to go on a boat ride?” he asked, looking at her. “now?” she asked, looking behind them as they walked away from the direction of the place he was always at. “oh- no not tonight no, we-we can go another night. if you’re free that is- or interested.” he rambled.

don stopped once she placed her hand on his arm, “i’d love to. i’m free tomorrow.” she agreed. he smiled, “tomorrow it is.” he said. small smiles stayed on their faces while they made it to y/n’s dorm.

“goodnight don, meet you here tonight?” she asked, he nodded and she smiled. she kissed his cheek and headed inside, leaving the boy blushing like crazy.

the evening came around, don waited outside the dorm for y/n. he held a small bouquet of flowers for her. girls passed with smiles, some even asked who he was there for.

he repeated her name so many times, that when she stood in front of him, nothing came to mind. as always, he was speechless at her beauty. “flowers for you.” he offered. she took them gently with a wide smile, “don you didn’t have to. thank you.” she said and smiled up at him. he blushed once again and started to walk. y/n followed as they made their way towards where he spent almost all of his time.

they spoke on whatever came to mind that night, either family, future, don’s rowing, upcoming events, whatever it was; they enjoyed it. everything y/n shared made don admire her more and more. from the way she smiled to the way she fidgeted with a leaf on the flowers. every little trait of hers was something so admirable.

they arrived and don was given a two-seater boat from george, he thanked him quietly as george watched the two with care. y/n greeted him and followed don to the water. she watched in awe as he carried it with ease, she noticed his muscles through his sleeves and the care he had for the boat. she helped with the oars, leaving the flowers with george. once don set up the oars, he stood with his hand out, "you first." he offered. y/n took his hand but stood there nervously, "what if the boat flips?" she asked. he let out a small laugh, making her smile at him through her nerves. "i'm serious." she backed up her claim. "it won't flip, y/n." he assured.

sighing, she gripped his hand as she slowly got into the boat, then sat down as quick as she could. don followed and got in, grabbing the oars and rowing them from the place.

he watched her watch the area around them, in awe at the sunset around the small lake; he blushed when she looked at him with soft smiles. after a while, don stopped rowing so he could speak to her. "you want to try?" he asked, moving a bit so she could move next to him. he watched as y/n contemplated it, "sure." she agreed and moved close to him, gripping his knee and arm as the boat moved with every shift she made. he chuckled at it and helped her relax once she was next to him.

y/n grabbed the oars and copied his movements, don's eyebrows raised in surprise as the glided through the water slightly. they didn't move too much, but it was enough to where he was impressed. "who taught you how to row? or at least slightly row." he asked, placing his hands over hers hesitantly to help them move more. "my brother, it was his sport when he was around my age. he taught me but there's no women's team yet and i'm too busy to master it." y/n spoke. don smiled softly at the glimpse into her life, "maybe you could lead a whole team of girls." he suggested, smiling at her.

"maybe." she replied, smiling at him.

the boat slowed as they stopped focusing on moving it. don's face close to hers made them both go red. y/n eyes gave him the answer he needed as she glanced from his eyes to lips. he leaned in slowly and kissed her gently, y/n returned the kiss and he let the oars go to hold her.

they pulled apart with smiles on their faces, y/n gave him a small kiss again. don fixed her hair and admired her beauty. "we should probably head back." y/n spoke, noticing how it had gotten darker. they both laughed softly and don nodded, "probably. hang on." he agreed, he turned the boat and decided to mess with y/n. he rowed at a faster speed, listening to her laugh and look at him with a slight amount of fear in her eyes. "holy shit, don!" she exclaimed, making him laugh. "i told you to hang on." he said once they slowed, she rolled her eyes with a smile. "didn't think you'd go pro rower with me." she teased.

the night ended with them walking back to y/n's place. don held her hand as she held her flowers. "thank you for a lovely night." she thanked once they stopped at her dorm. "always." he answered, looking down at her with admiration. y/n kissed him again, this time longer and less nervous. don returned it, yet he was more nervous.

they let go of each other for the night and don watched as she went in, waving goodnight to him. he waved back and once she was gone, he turned to let out a big exhale with a smile on his face. how lucky he was.

[romanreignsbae]

Lingerie - R.R

SLIGHT SMUT!

My boyfriend Joe is always taking the opportunity to spoil me. Weither it be buying a handbag I've been dying for, jewelry that costs more then you can imagine, or pampering me constantly.

I especially love my mall trips with him, since anything I eye he ends up buying for me.

Since he's been extra busy cause it's WrestleMania season, he hasn't spent much time with me one on one. Now don't get me wrong we are together 9/10 times of the day, since I travel with him. But, we haven't really had the chance to stroll through the streets together. Alone.

Today he made sure his schedule was free, his phone was on dnd, and he had all his attention on me.

He informed me I will be accompanying him ringside for WrestleMania. Night 1 would be his tag team match with the rock his partner, and night 2 his title match against Cody.

I wanted to get all dolled up for him, so today I would choose my outfits.

We were in the car on our way to the mall. "So baby, where do you wanna go first?" Joe asked me. "Hmm" I thought. I looked over at my man to see him looking fine as ever.

He was wearing his hair slicked back per usual, and an all black tracksuit, fitting in the right places. He drove with his left hand and kept his right hand on my upper thigh with a tight grip.

"Maybe a dress shop? I need to find my outfits, and I wanna do it asap, if that's okay with you" I asked.

"Whatever you want princess" he told me, while turning over with a smile placed on his pretty plump lips.

He opened the car door for me, and we walked hand in hand to the mall entrance.

We walked into the mall and immediately headed for a pretty dress shop, I saw. It was all pink and the windows displayed beautiful fitting mini dresses, that I could see myself wearing.

I wanted to get a mini dress and some Jordans to match. We browsed through the shelves and I noted of some dresses of which I wanted to try on.

I grabbed a few and heading into the change room with Joe following right behind me, looking through the dresses himself.

"Ok, I'll be quick just wait here" I tell him. I went to the change room and attempted to shut the door but his foot came in between the door.

"Uh uh, you need to have my opinion, so let me in sweetheart" he told me in a playful tone. Making an excuse to see me change, of course.

God, this man was always gonna take a chance to see me undress. Always so horny and needy.

I didn't fight him on his request and let him in. He went to sit on the mini stool in the corner of the somewhat big change room.

He sat there just looking at me. I got kinda shy, since i had to undress."C'mon now baby, don't be shy. Change" he ordered.

I changed into the first dress. It was silky and black and stopped at mid thigh. It hugged my body perfectly. I think this would be suitable for night 1.

I looked at Joe through the mirror. "What do you think Joe?" I questioned. He didn't say anything he just kept eye contact with me licking his lips slowly and nodding his head lightly. A blush crept into my face.

I felt myself start to heat up down there, which is pathetic because he literally didn't even touch me and he has this effect on me.

I tried on the next one. It was long, sliky, and red. If I wore this I would wear it with heels.

I was admiring it in the mirror, and then I felt 2 hands grab me. Joe pulled me to sit in his lap.

I could feel his breath fanning over my ear. "Watch what I do to you when we get home" he murmured lowly.

Now he's got me feeling some typa way. But no- I had to get through this shopping trip.

We headed to the register and Joe took his card out to pay. I felt guilty since both these dresses were expensive. But thanked him right after.

We skimmed through our shopping trip and were about to leave until Joe said he wanted to go to one more store. He lead me into Victoria Secret and browsed through all the different sections of the store.

He picked up various lingerie sets and made comments about how I would look in them. "Your thighs would look so good in these baby girl" Or "this would hug your curves perfectly". He didn't even know what he was doing with me to these words.

He kept a strong grip on my hand and lead me into a change room. He picked out just one set for me to try on. It was red and looked so elegant.

"We won't take long, I just want you to try on this one" he ordered. I changed into it while he eyed me hungrily.

He slowly pulled his pants down and revealed his hard on. "J-joe no, not in here...I'll be too loud" I said sheepishly. In our relationship I was always the louder one.

"Nah nah baby, we can do all that at home, I just want you to suck my cock for now." He set me down onto my knees lightly and nodded his head forwards as if telling me to continue.

I slowly pulled his boxers down and his cock sprung out. He was blessed in size to say the least.

I started pumping upwards with both my hands, I placed a few mini misses and kitten licks on his tip. He grunted "don't tease me."

I slowly took him into my mouth swirling my tongue on his tip and nipping at it lightly.

I looked up to see his head thrown back and his eyes shut. He moaned lowly, just loud enough for me to hear.

I continued making small contact with his tip which I knew was pissing him off. A few seconds later he grabbed both sides of my head and pushed himself all the way back into my throat. I choked due to his size but he didn't let up.

He groaned loudly this time, if it weren't for the background music playing in the store I bet everyone would hear him.

"Uhhh baby, thats how I like it" he praised. I felt happy knowing I was satisfying him.

He then let me back into control so started toying with his balls, only pushing him closer to the edge.

I removed him from my mouth and lowered myself towards his balls, sucking on them.

He grunts loudly, while his legs shake signaling he's getting close. I take himself back into my mouth as deep as I can while still using my hands to play with his balls.

That's all it takes until I feel a load of his cum shooting down my throat, I swallow it all.

He pulls away and gives me a passionate kiss. "Thank you baby" he tells me. I nod my head at him in a way to say 'your welcome'.

"I'll treat you when we get home" he announces, only making me crave him more.

I get changed back into my original clothes while Joe goes and pays for all the lingerie he picked out.

Now I was excited to see what was to come for me next when we got home.

[joekeeryswife]

joe keery has such strong dad energy, especially in recent photos from italy. can you write about joe traveling in italy with you and your baby daughter? i just know he’d be the type to wear his kid around and splash in the water with her, and fall asleep in the sun with her on his chest, and feed her little bites of pasta. with you, he’d make sure that your vacation was relaxing and that you felt treated like a goddess. insecure about wearing a bikini? joe can’t stop blushing when he looks at you in it even if you’ve been married for years. while the baby is napping, he massages your feet and cuddles with you. in turn, you set up reservations at his favorite restaurants and plan manageable but gorgeous walks around the city. idk man just dad!joe on vacation

Italy - j.k

a/n: hello angels. how have you all been? i’m so sorry i’ve been MIA lately but i’m back and better than ever! this request is adorable! let’s get into the imagine. it’s not proof read so please bare with me if this is shit lmfao, im still trying to get back into the swing of writing, i also can never seem to figure out how to end my imagines so if anyone has any tips please LMK!! for the ending the outfits are in the little collage🫧

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“baby come on we wanna get to the pool, what’s taking you so long-�� Joe barged into the bathroom without knocking making you jump out of your skin. after having your daughter Florence a year and a half ago you had been insecure about your new body.

you were curvier then before, had a few stretch marks scattered all over your body which had faded but in your eyes they were so visible. you just didn’t feel like yourself and with this being your first holiday since having her, you were nervous.

nervous that you didn’t look as good as you did before, nervous that you were gonna get papped and people online would say awful things about you, nervous people were gonna stare.

but to Joe, the sweetest man ever thought you’d never looked better. you had carried a whole human for 9 months and you looked incredible. “Joe, you scared me” you placed a hand on your chest and turned to look at him.

Joe looked at you, eyes darting across your body, seeing you in a bikini for the first time in over a year made him feel tingly. his face heated up “you look beautiful baby, jesus christ you’re gorgeous” he saw your eyes light up slightly.

Florence was in her playpen which you had brought along to keep her occupied, Joe had made sure she was safe before coming to look for you. even after five years of being together and three years of marriage, just looking at you made Joe feel giddy. he was so lucky to have you in his life.

you were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and he couldn’t ever get over your beauty. Joe knew what you were doing in the bathroom, he had caught you one too many times and he hated that you felt insecure.

he walked toward you and pulled you into him “my pretty girl” he kissed your head as he hugged you closer. “you’ve never looked so beautiful” you smiled shyly. there was something about Joe, he always knew how to make you feel beautiful. he had a special way with words.

“come on, don’t want to keep you and flo waiting any longer” you said as you pulled yourself away from the hug. he ran back to Florence who squealed when she saw her dad, the two of them were best friends and although it made you jealous their relationship was your favourite thing ever.

seeing the two of them bonding was the most adorable thing in the entire world. even when she was in the womb he would spend hours and hours speaking to your bump with her kicking you in response. “my angel, let’s go. mama is almost ready” you heard him say as he picked Florence up out of the playpen, she squealed in delight as he did.

-♡-

the three of you were lounging around the pool, Italy was boiling hot and luckily the hotel you were staying at had a kids pool and an adult pool. Florence was a baby who loved the water, she never cried when having a bath, if anything she enjoyed it.

splashing around with her toys was her favourite thing to do. she loved your pool that you had back home, every time it was hot Joe would take her into the pool. your friends kids were a bit older than Florence and she loved watching them play in the pool too.

as soon as you and Joe got situated on your sun loungers he grabbed Florence and walked straight to the kid section which was thankfully right in front of you. you watched Florence splash the pool water with her toys, the biggest smile on her face.

Joe was sat opposite her with the exact same expression on his face. it was honestly scary how much Florence looked like him. they had practically all the same features except she had your eyes, she was a carbon copy of him.

aside from the fact that Florence and Joe where best friends and looked exactly like each other the worst of it all was when Florence said her first word which was of course ‘dada’. you had prayed that she said ‘mama’ first but nope. it wasn’t like it actually hurt your feelings, your daughter had days where you were the favourite parent and it made you tear up when she finally did say ‘mama’ for the first time.

Joe and Florence had only been sat in the kid pool for thirty minutes before his back started hurting but the look on his daughters face made it all worth it. other than you, Florence was the best thing to ever happen to him. before her, he didn’t really care about being a dad. it wasn’t something he had ever thought about. but that sunny Friday afternoon, the day you told him, showed him the positive test, he never thought he could love someone as much as he loved her.

“dada” Florence said as she looked up at him and lifted up a purple octopus for him to take. “oh thank you angel” he took the toy from her small hand. Joe watched Florence with the softest smile, she was the most adorable thing ever and he couldn’t get over the fact that you guys had made something so beautiful. Florence paused playing with her toys and yawned. Joe knew exactly what that meant, she only yawned when she needed a nap, it sounded odd because everyone yawns but the little eye rub after her yawn made it obvious. she was tired.

after waking up early (6:37am to be exact but who was checking? definitely not Joe) eating breakfast and all this playing in the pool, the girl had worn herself out. “come on sweetheart, you look like you’re about to fall asleep” Joe said as he stood up, picking up her few toys and shoving them in her pockets and then bending down to pick her up. she had her small arms lifted in the air, her eyes squinting as she looked up at Joe.

he picked her up and made his way back over to you. you where laying on the sun lounger now reading a book with your airpods in. you noticed Joe walking back with Florence hugging him tightly. you took one airpod out and smiled at the two of them. “you okay?” you asked, sitting up. Joe picked up the towel that was on his sun lounger and wrapped it around both him and Florence. “yeah, she just got tired. i mean, it’s around the time she usually has a nap isn’t it?” you looked at the time in your phone and nodded. “yeah, she’s actually stayed awake a lot longer then i thought she would”

Joe sat laid down on the sun lounger, making sure Florence was comfortable before he started running his hand up and down her back and through her hair. it didn’t take long for her to fall asleep, her breathing slowed and she was completely relaxed against him so you went back to your book, letting the two of them have their moment.

it was about 10 minutes after Joe and Florence had sat down and the soft snores was the only thing you could hear from the two of them, it didn’t take long for Joe to fall asleep. he was just as tired as Florence was. you turned your attention to the two of them and felt your heart melt. your two favourite people in your company were the moments you treasured the most.

-♡-

“come on Joe i know it takes ten hours to do your hair but we are gonna be late” you said jokingly as you picked up Florence who was dressed in a white dress with the cutest sandals you’d ever seen, it was the last night in Italy before you went home tomorrow night and you wanted to do something special for Joe. he had planned this whole trip for you, knowing you needed a break from your town and the paparazzi (it’s not like you hit a break from that because they followed you everywhere!).

he needed to be appreciated just as much as he appreciated you and sometimes you struggled to do that with Florence. you weren’t saying that you didn’t love being a mum because you did, however sometimes you and Joe hardly spoke to each other because you were so focused on her.

“i’m coming honey, sorry” he came out of the bathroom with his hair perfectly styled, per usual, and he was wearing a comfortable but smart outfit. black jeans, blue t-shirt, let’s just say he looked perfect. he sat on the bed and put on his trainers and started doing the laces up, he stood up and kissed you on the cheek “you look beautiful baby” you smiled and thanked him with a a passionate kiss.

“and look at my angel” he took Florence out of your arms gently “you look perfect my sweet girl” he kissed her cheek a few times which made her squeal and hide her face in his neck. “right, let’s go, we can’t be late for whatever your mama’s planned can we?” you had seen a a popular restaurant all over social media which about fifteen minute walk from the hotel you were staying at which you also remembered was Joe’s favourite. he had been to Italy a few times and had always gone there with his friends and you had told him a few months ago when planning this trip that you couldn’t get a reservation which he was actually a little upset about. you and him hadn’t ever been there together and he wanted to take you there because he knew you’d love it. it was a surprise for him that you actually did get one. it wasn’t the best surprise out there but you knew it would mean something to him.

as the two of you walked hand in hand, Joe had Florence on his shoulders laughing as her dad played around with her. after about twenty minutes (due to Joe messing about) you guys approached the small town where the restaurant was and Joe’s eyes lit up, he could see the restaurant sign and turned his head to look at you.

“are we going in there?” he squeezed your hand slightly as his body filled with excitement. “yeah, i got us a reservation and wanted to surprise you. it’s not a huge thing but i knew you would like it” his heart melted, that’s one thing he loved most about you. always remembering the little things he had said and trying your best to get those things sorted. he had said about going here ages ago and honestly he had forgotten about it but you, you didn’t and you made sure you got one.

“aww honey, that’s so sweet of you” he let go of your hand and pulled you into his side and wrapped his arm around your waist. he kissed your cheek softly as the two of you continued walking towards the busy looking restaurant.

once sat inside the restaurant you sat opposite Joe with Florence in a high chair at the end next to both of you. she was babbling away in her own little language. Joe replied to everything she said as if he knew what she was saying but it made her happy, she had a smile on her face showing her four small teeth. “last night in Italy. is it bad that i want to live here forever?” Joe said as he turned his attention back to you.

you shook your head “no, it’s beautiful here” you smiled, if you could move to Italy you would, the houses were beautiful, the people were lovely, the views were gorgeous, so what was stopping you?. “maybe we could move here. i mean, not now obviously but sometime in the future we could” Joe said as he ran a hand through his hair.

“also just changing the subject, i really appreciate you doing this for us” he started but you rolled your eyes jokingly “Joe, all i did was make a reservation it’s not that big of a deal” you laughed but he took ahold of your hand and looked at you “it is to me. you went out if your way to get us in here and that’s just a small piece of what you do for us. you take care of flo when i’m away working which fucking kills me but you keep it together, make sure she’s okay and even make sure i’m okay and i’m not even there before you make sure you’re alright yourself. when we are at home together the only time we see each other is when we are in bed and at that point one of us is usually asleep. i know you miss up our date nights and even just being together in general” he was stroking your hand gently as he spoke.

“this vacation has been the best thing for us because we’ve actually spent time together which we rarely do. we have completely different schedules so i know it’s hard but after this movie is over i’m taking a break and i’m going to focus on you and flo. you’re my main priority and i need to spend time with you.” he kissed your hand and smiled.

“we do need to spend more time together and i do miss our dates, they were my favourite” his smile softened and his grip on your hand tightened ever so slightly. “i know, so that’s what we are doing. i’ll get someone to look after Florence and we will do something together” with happy your heart melting you leaned over the table enough to kiss him. you could feel him smile into the kiss which you always loved him doing, you didn’t know why, you just did.

“i love you” you said as you pulled away to sit back down “i love you more” you felt your cheeks heat up. you heard a small whine from the little lady who was sat next to you which made you both turn to look at her. she had the smallest frown on her face which made both you a Joe laugh “and we couldn’t forget our favourite girl” he said pulling her out of her high chair and placing her on his lap, smothering her with small kisses which made her giggle, making your heart melt at the sight. your favourite people in the world.

[gethooked]

Babies first wrestling show ~ HOOK imagine

HOOK and reader bring their first child to see HOOK wrestle Samoa Joe for the title. And add Taz as a part of the story. - requested by @sunrise28sblog

It's wednesday, you know what that means. Dynamite day! It was also your son's first wrestling show! Tyler wanted you and your son to be there for his very first world championship match. You agreed because before you had your son you wrestled to but decided to give up wrestling and focus on your little family with Tyler.

You were excited because you missed your co-workers who became like your family over time. But you were mostly excited because it would be your son's first wrestling show ever. Tyler, Taz, your son, and you had got to the arena early so you guys could take pictures and have your son run around the ring since he has also been interested in wrestling. Just like his father and grandpa. After a while of your son running around the ring you decided that it was time to head backstage so the crew could finish setting up and that way you guys weren't in their way.

Once you got backstage you noticed The Lads, and ran up to them and gave them all big bear hugs. Last time you saw them was on long island. Your son decided that he wanted to walk around with his grandpa so you let him while you caught up with The Lads. Throughout the show your son would cheer for his favorites. It was tough for him during the Top Flight and Private Party match.

He loved Top Flight since they were basically his uncles. And loved Private Party because why not. Once it got to Tyler’s match your son got scared. He knew something was going to happen. But you told him that dad would be fine.

As Tyler came out your son was cheering the loudest he ever has for his dad. As the match started your son was smiling and cheering, “Let’s go dad, beat Joe’s ass!” your son would say. You were surprised but let it go and would tell him later on not to say that. As the match went on he got more worried for his dad but still watched hoping Tyler would pull through and win. Once Tyler hit his head you knew something was wrong but tried not to show due to your son being with you.

After the match and Tyler telling Joe to come back your son was so angry with his dad. Once he got back he ran to his dad and told him not to do that again. And Tyler would say why he was trying to prove a point. After reassuring your son he would go to medical to get checked out. After he left Taz came by and tried to distract his grandson because he knew he was worried about his dad.

He told him that his dad was a badass and not to worry about him. And that he got his badassery from his dad. (your son's grandpa). After a while he would fall asleep on Taz’s lap and Tyler would come get you and your son and take you guys back to the hotel. As he was putting your guy's son to bed he showed him all the bruises and scars he got and told him that they are his battle scars and that he would get them too when he’s older if he decided to wrestle.

After your son fell asleep, Tyler jumped in your guy's bed with you and right away you whispered to him “Don’t do that stupid shit again, you almost gave me a heart attack!” Tyler would say “I promise I won’t do it again.” But in reality he’s too stubborn to listen and would keep on proving how badass he really is.

Taglist: @99hook @carlybow

[arielburrow]

So It Goes

part one here, part two here

“And you got the candles? You cant forget the candles Joe they are what make the whole cake!” you exclaim to your husband over the phone. “Babe,” he laughs, “relax, i promise you i got everything on the list and the cake looks perfect, i just picked it up a few minutes ago.” Joe reassures you for what seems like the fifth time today. You wanted today to go smoothly given you had been planning it for a long time, seemingly since the little one left your womb.

Little Blake Burrow was turning one today and the thought of your baby growing up along with the stress of the party was making you a little emotional. “Thanks Joe, i’m going to finish getting ready and then we’ll meet at your parents.” you hang up with your husband just as Blake half crawls half walks his way into the kitchen. “Hi baby,” you coo as you scoop him up in a million little kisses. His little shrieks seemed to get louder as he got older and grew into his little voice. Though he hasn’t actually started talking sentences yet, only a few words, he was a very vocal baby who knew how to get the point across without words.

“Are you so excited to see grandma and grandpa, and all you’re aunts and uncles!” you squeeze the little boy causing him to shriek in giggles. You run up stairs to get him dressed and put finishing touches on your makeup. You mentally ran through everything for a final time. Joes parents insisted on hosting the get together at their place which you did mind agreeing to. You went over yesterday to help put decorations up and all the food would be getting delivered, all that was left was to get the birthday boy to his party.

“Mama, hat!” You hear him command and you notice his line of vision to the top of your dresser where Joe had left that party hat Robin had him where for his first birthday. You thought it was the cutest thing that Robin kept it and wanted to make sure Blake wore it today, at least for a bit until he would end up chucking it on the floor somewhere. You picked up Blake and grabbed the hat on your way out the door.

Pulling up to the Burrow’s house was not something you were too familiar with yet. Joe had just recently surprised them with the brand new house a few months ago and they were over the moon about it. They still rented out their house in Athens, but their new place allowed them to be much closer to the games and family. You were a little worried when you didn’t see Joes car in the driveway, given he should have been here by now, but Blakes whines drew you out of your train of thought so you shot him a quick text before going inside.

“My babies!” Robin meets you at the door in a hug, followed by Jimmy. You make your way inside adoring the final look of everything. “Everything’s set y/n” Robin assures as she scoops Blake up out of your hands and you both make you way into the kitchen. “The food was just dropped off and people should be here soon,” jimmy adds. “Perfect, thank you guys so much, I hope Joe hurry’s up, I want him to get here before everyone else does,” you state as you watch a now crawling Blake head butt a balloon. Robin reassured you and took a seat next to you at the kitchen island. You took another look around smiling, the living room was covered in balloons and streamers with enough food tables to feed the entire Bengals roster, even though their were only about twenty people coming. The backyard was full of games set up, an obstacle course, and even a water slide which you insisted was unnecessary for a one year olds birthday but Joe bought anyway, claiming it was for the “older kids”.

“So we have all the cousins coming, your mom and aunt right? And then your friends and Joes friends, and oh my friends too! Oh maybe we don’t have enough food..” Robin rambles off but you cant help but smile to yourself at the little community you guys had made together. You would have considered yourself crazy three years ago for imagining you’d be celebrating your child first birthday. Better yet the child you had with your now husband Joe. But you wouldn’t change anything for the world, every time you look into Blake’s blue eyes you ponder where you would be today if your will had stood in the way of you meeting Joe at that coffee shop.

You are pulled out of your thoughts at the sound of the door. You hear Joe’s voice and watch Blake do the little wiggle he does when he’s excited. Implying someone better pick him up or he’s going to start squealing. “There he is! My boy!” joe quickly sets the cake down and picks up the baby in a tight hug. He walks over to you, pulling you into the hug and taking a look around. “Wow, this place is amazing you guys really pulled it together,” he says in astonishment. “It was all y/n!” Robin says making her way into the kitchen to meet her son.

Soon after, guests start arriving. You greet your mother and her friends in hugs. They immediately swoon over Blake given it has been a month or so since they last saw him. Joe joins you at the front door as his best friends arrive. “Thank you guys so much for coming!” you smile as you place gifts on the table. Blake begins to squirm in your arms and you realize who it is he’s antsy for. “My little man!” Jamarr yells entering the house with a dap up from Joe and a greeting towards all the parents. Blake squeals in excitement as he scoops him up and lifts him to the sky as if he was an airplane. You laugh at Blakes little “again’s!” and Jamarr’s airplane sound effects.

Blake hadn’t necessarily made any of his own friends yet, but there were a handful of littles that joined the party either from the neighborhood or they were Blakes cousins. Rachel arrived soon after and you pulled her into a tight squeeze. She had split with her husband a year ago and although it was for the best, you could tell it took a toll on her. Nonetheless she was still a bright spirit who was quick to steal Blake from Jamarr’s arms.

“Honey you did amazing on this party.” your mother smiles as she joins you in the kitchen to help put out appetizers. “thanks, i don’t know why i was so nervous, everyone’s having fun and the kids are getting a kick out of the water slide. Blake’s made Joe go down it with him about ten times.” you both laugh as you watch all the action through the window. Most of the women were inside chatting while the guys made their way outside with the kids. “I’m so happy for you y/n,” your moms voice becomes soft and you look to her with a smile. “Yeah, this is pretty great,” you laugh trying not to get sappy even though deep down your heart was fueled with emotion for the life you and Joe had built for yourselves. It felt like just yesterday he was down on one knee asking for your hand, and now you guys get to watch your baby grow up. You blink back a small tear.

A while later you join the party outside as most of the people had now done. Music was blasting and all of the kids had big smiles on their faces. You found Joe sitting with his dad and decided to join them. “There she is!” Jimmy smiles making room for you. “Hey guys, where the little one?” you question as Joe nods his head towards Rachel’s direction. Well, not only Rachel, but also Jamarr. The two were sitting together locked in on a conversation that left smiles on both of their faces. Little Blake letting a popsicle melt across his face and onto her lap. You give Joe a suspicious look but he just shrugs. “Did you have fun on the water slide,” you question causing Jimmy to laugh at his sons still soaking wet bathing suit bottoms. “Yes actually i did, i raced Cooper down it twice and won both times,” he says triumphantly. “Joe he’s five,” you playful roll your eyes at your husbands confidence. The three of you sat for a while over drinks and snacks. Tons of food was served and all of the kids were dancing on the grass.

Blake eventually made his way back onto your lap and you noticed a slight droop in his eyes. “Joe maybe we should do cake now, he’s getting sleepy we might have to wrap it up soon,” your husband nods and gets up to call everyone inside and get the cake ready. You join him inside as everyone either sits or stands around the table. You sit him at the end of the table and place his hat on his head once again. Blake looks up to you with a frown before smacking it off his head, causing everyone to laugh. His eyes widen as he picks up on the light gleaming from the top of the cake Joe was carrying in from the kitchen. He gurgles in excitement as the crowd sings happily for him, Joe placing the cake infront of him and pulling you into his side. After singing everyone cheers and Blake looks up to you, “please don’t cry,” you whisper only for Joe to hear.

Instead, the boy giggles at you causing immediate laughter from you and Joe. “Buddy you got to blow them out,” Joe insists but Blake only reaches out and takes a swipe of icing from the cake. You and joe smile at eachother before leaning down to take a few pictures and then blowing out the candles for him. You pick up your phone and press record to capture the adorable moment his hand sinks into his slice of cake and he misses his mouth completely. You can’t help but laugh at the absolute mess he’s creating. After cake, people begin say goodbyes and getting one last fist bump from the birthday boy. You were very proud of him for going this long without a nap, but you knew he needed one. Once majority of people had said goodbye, Joe walked eveyone out while you went upstairs to lie Blake down for a nap in the little crib Robin and Jimmy had set up in their room just for him.

Rachel and a few other friends stayed behind to help with the clean up and carrying everything to the car. You and Joe were in the kitchen with Rachel, while Robin and Jimmy were cleaning up outside. “So..” you press on, “I saw you and Jamarr were chatting a bunch.” you try to keep your tone light while also hinting you wanted details. “Yeah he’s a cool guy,” she shrugs but you notice a small blush on her cheeks. You give a glance to Joe who seems to be holding back a smirk. “Well…you know he’s single..and i know that you said you weren’t read for anything, but-”

“y/n,” she cuts you off laughing. “He asked me out before he left,” she looks up to you smiling. “What! Really?! Oh my gosh!” you were so happy for her knowing Jamarr was such a sweetheart but also praying he didn’t mess this up. “Joe can you believe this?” you question him as he finishes putting things away in the fridge. “yes actually i can, that night we went out for my birthday he texted me right after and asked if you were single,” he laughs at both of your shocked faces. “Huh,” rachel shrugs trying to play cool but you can tell she really has a thing for him. “Well i’m going to get going but i’ll see you both soon,” she hugs you and Joe before stepping outside to say goodbye to Joes parents. As soon as the sliding glass door shuts you feel Joe come up from behind you and press kisses all over your neck. You giggle at his touch and his strong arm that wraps around your waist, pulling you from the countertop. “Joe..” you try to get out between laughs, “cmon let’s go get Blake and head home,” you push him off of you, causing him to fake pout at the loss of touch.

After Rachel leaves, you wake up Blake from his nap, which he was not pleased about, and head down to say your goodbyes. The house had transformed back to its original homey feel once again. After lots of hugs and kisses, the three of you begin your depart back home.

You watch in the rear view mirror as your little boy drifts back to sleep in his car seat. Your mind drifts off once again feeling whatever the opposite of nostalgia is. This feeling was something so foreign to you, you couldn't even recognize it. Genuine happiness that felt untouchable and unbreakable. You were pulled out of your thoughts as Joe's hand made it’s way to yours, and eventually made its way to your thigh with a tight squeeze. You turn to look at him but his eyes remain locked on the road as his hand rubs up and down your thigh.

Arriving home, you carried Blake upstairs to finally get in a full nap. It was a bad time for him and would probably throw off his sleep schedule, meaning you’d be up all night with him, but you knew he needed uninterrupted sleep right now. You rocked him back to sleep for a while before finally making your way downstairs.

You noticed Joe had brought all the gifts and leftover food inside and was waiting for you on the couch. You sat down next to him and rested your head on his neck. “Oh, I almost forgot I have something for you,” he suddenly popped up and headed upstairs for something. Joe’s love language had always been gift giving but you made it clear no matter how much money he made, you didn’t want him wasting too much on you, especially after you had your son. Nonetheless, he still spoiled you and made sure you always had the nicest things which you were always so grateful for.

He came back downstairs with a box that he handed to you while joining you on the couch. Your mouth dropped as your recognized the name on the outside, “Joe-” you started but he cut you off. “I know todays about Blake but i don’t want you to think I ever forget about you and the hard work you put in everyday to make sure own son has everything he needs and is the happiest little boy. I mean, technically it’s officially been one year of you being a mom, so you deserve something special too,” he smiles before motioning for you to open it. You carefully unravel the box and reveal the beautiful fleurette pendant, it was white gold and definitely the most sparkly necklace you owned. You lifted it closer in adoration as Joe kissed your cheek. “You like it?” he questions looking down at it with you. “Yes honey I love it, this is so beautiful thank you.” you pull him in for a kiss. He carefully moves your hair aside to place the necklace on you. “I didn’t know if you would like it, but I heard you and your friends mention Van Cleef the other day, so I was looking online for a bit and set up an appointment this morning to pick it up for you.” he explains. “Ohh, that’s where you were this morning,” it all clicks in your head now. He smoothes your hair back down and turns you to face him. You smile and reach down to touch the necklace. “I love you Joe,” you say just above a whisper, “I love you too,” he says scooting closer to you.

“I also love this dress on you,” he leans in and begins kissing your neck. He’s always knew what to say to get you relaxed. That’s what you loved about rekindling your relationship years back, you both had matured and become more experienced. You knew exactly what you wanted and Joe knew just how to give it to you.

He pushed you back into the couch and hovered over you. His hand slipped under your dress while the other reached up to massage your breast. You moaned at his touch, earning a smirk from him. His hand moved farther and farther up until it was just below what he wanted most. “Are you wet for me baby,” he questions placing a kiss on your leg. “So wet Joey, please I need you.” Another thing about Joe is he had become much more dominant as he had grown older. He loved making love and always made sure you were comfortable, but that didn’t mean he stayed away from making it a memory, and you never wanted him to.

He lifted your dress up to around your hips, exposing your little thong that he immediately discarded of. He inserted one finger and watched your face intently. He quickly started moving his finger soon after inserting another one. You let out a quiet moan, not wanting to disturb the baby. You bit down on your lip as you felt him add his tongue to the mix, knowing it was your absolute weakness.

He fasted the pace he moved his fingers at and continued to eat you out as you ran your fingers through his hair and let out quiet little moans. “Joey, baby, that feels so good, don't stop," you whine. He recognizes the quiver in your voice and quickly removes his fingers and mouth earning a half moan half whine from you at the loss of build up. “Not yet baby, i’m not done with you,” he smirks as he pulls you up to straddle him. You quickly remove his swim shorts and reveal his hard cock clearly ready to be inside you. He lifts up your dress completely, throwing it to the side as you sink on to him. You both moan in sync as your eyes roll back from the feeling of him. “Just like that baby, you feel so good,” he whispers before pulling you towards him to kiss your breasts. You finally start to ride him, picking up the pace fast as a string of quiet moans leaves your mouth. One of his hands drops to your ass, foundling it quickly. Your head drops to his shoulder as he begins thrusting into you, hitting the perfect spot. “Joe im so close baby,” you whisper into his ear. “cum all over it baby, i need to fill you up,” he insists immediately pushing you over edge. At the same time, you feel him release inside of you. You remain on top of him for a moment, catching your breath before pulling off of him and crashing onto the couch next to him.

After a few moments you began to speak but are quickly cut off by a sharp cry coming from upstairs. You both look at each other, “I got it,” Joe insists pulling up his shorts and throwing you your dress. You watch as he walks to the stair case with his shorts on backwards, silently laughing to yourself.

Thank you all for following this story and encouraging me to write more than what i originally intended to. I hope you like how it turned out 🤞🧡

[jeridandridge]

can you do 4 and 5 for the smutty one liners pls!!!

Ok so I changed this up a bit- hinting at smut towards the end.

Exes and Ohs

“Another!” Ava calls the bartender as you take a breath, downing your third shot. Janine roped everyone into going out for an evening for Jacobs birthday because in one way or another, everyone had a soft spot for him. Now you’re buzzed around your co workers.

Being buzzed around your co workers wasnt the best idea, especially when there was a strange electric tension between you and a certain redhead. Melissa stands at a high table with Barb and Zack nursing whatever brown liquor she liked. You clench your jaw and grip the shot glass with white knuckles.

“Girl chill, I ain’t paying for broken glasses.” Ava snaps you out of it. “You two need to bone and get it over with.”

“What are you talking about?” You laugh. “She can’t stand me.”

Ava rolls her eyes lifting another shot glass to her lips. “Get your eyes checked. Have fun sulking over here.”

With that, she walks away leaving you with your shot glass. There’s no way Melissas into you. She was always short with you and hardly ever said a word, even when she did it was prompted by Barb.

You blow out a breath and turn around heading to the table top, mint prevalent on your tongue from the drink.

“Y/n! Come here,” Jacob calls, wrapping his arm around your shoulders in a side hug. When you come up to the table you meet the redheads eyes, her gorgeous eyes youd like to get lost in, but as quick as you meet them she’s looking away from you, whispering something to Barb before she goes to the bar.

You stand there listening to everyone’s conversation, Jacob telling a funny story about him and Zack as you eye Melissa’s frame while she leans against the bar waiting for a drink. As she waits, you see a man walk up to her. One she doesn’t look to pleased with. You keep an eye on her, your ears peeking up when you hear Barb.

“Oh no.”

“Is that the ex husband?” You ask quirking a brow.

When you watch Melissa’s hand ball into a fist and the man get right in her face you move across the floor like there’s a trail of fire behind you. Melissa being Melissa, doesn’t back down.

“You’re an asshole, joe!”

Coming up to the two you wrap your arm around Melissa’s waist pulling her back to put yourself between her and the man. With your shoulders back and your chin up, you meet the man’s eyes with a quirked brow. He was clearly already drinking elsewhere before he got here.

“Why dont you go sit down before you get yourself into trouble, little man.”

You feel a warm hand on the center of your back that sends a shiver up your spine. You’d never ever touched Melissa before and she never touched you.

You keep your chin up as Joe laughs, sizing you up before he looks over your shoulder at his ex wife. “Wow, Mel, what a downgrade” he wobbles slightly and your jaw clenches.

You can’t help but let out an actual laugh. “I don’t know what you’re thinking but I can’t imagine having a woman like Melissa and fumbling that hard. Like, wow.” You laugh this time at him. “Go sleep it off, dumbass.”

Melissa smirks, grabbing your arm pulling you towards the hall that leads to the bathrooms ignoring the group that was watching. You’re sure you hear Ava booing the guy.

Your heart is pounding. You’re sure you fucked up.

“Melissa I’m sorry, that wasn’t any of my business but I couldn’t stand him being in your face like that he-“

Melissa pulls you into the bathroom cutting you off. luckily you were the only ones in there.

“Hon, what the hell was that?” She laughs crossing her arms leaning against the counter.

You eye the woman, relieved she isn’t pissed. “Wait, so you’re not mad? Because I thought you hated me all year.”

“Hate you? Why would I hate you? You’re nothin but nice to everyone. It’s almost sick.” She teases you. “I did try to avoid you though.”

“Why?” You ask bewildered.

“It’s not obvious?” She asks taking a step forward, so close you can smell her perfume.

“No,” you laugh, “I legitimately thought you hated me. You only talk to me if it’s a group activity or Barb is there too. Plus I’m-“

Before you can finish your sentence warm hands cup your cheeks while soft lips meet yours. It takes you a moment to register what’s happening, but when you do you melt against the older woman wrapping your arms around her waist.

You break the kiss with a dazed smile keeping your arms around her.

“You know you could’ve done that a lot sooner than-“

Melissa stokes your cheek with her thumb pecking your lips.

“Staying quiet has never been your strong suit, huh?” She teases.

You take a page out of her book smirking, a warmth spreading through you.

“Make me shut up then.”

The red head meets your smirk with her own leading you out of the bathroom. Walking back to the table to grab your things everyone gives you knowing looks including the ever subtle Ava.

“Bout damn time!”

[funnyjb]

Hope your Ok

I knew a boy, once when I was small. My best friend, Joe. We fell out of touch a couple months before he got drafted. Sometimes life and different dreams can split people up. That’s what happened with us.

Joe was headed to the NFL, I on the other hand was headed to Boston to pursue my dream in journalism. We kept texting each other when I left but I started to get busy with work and he started to build a brand new life in Cincinnati. We just stopped talking. Maybe a couple “Hey, how you doing?” Here and there.

He’s my best friend or was? I don’t even know anymore. I love him. So when I saw he hurt himself and tore his ACL his first year in the NFL it broke me. I couldn’t imagine what he was going through.

A couple weeks went by after that game and I heard he had surgery. I contemplated reaching out, but was too nervous. What if he forgot about me? But then I thought if I were to reach out it would have to be the right way. Writing a hand written letter. I know what you’re thinking. “Y/n, we have phones you can text or call him! Why write a letter?” Well, growing up I always knew I wanted to pursue journalism. Joe would always read my work and think it was like reading The New York Times. He would always say “when you go out and live your dream, you should write me handwritten notes and we can write back and forth from each other.” I always thought that was stupid. But now maybe would be the right time to do it. So, I did it.

Dear Joey,

You know how you always used to say “When you become a big time journalist, you should write me handwritten notes and we can write back and forth from each other.”? Well I’m doing that now. I know we haven’t talked in months. I’ve been swamped with work. I think about you every day. Which might sound creepy and weird, but I miss how we were. You’re also probably crazy busy with being in the NFL and all. By the way which is still so crazy to me that you’re In the NFL. Well I knew you always would be but it’s still insane!! I’m so beyond proud of you. I heard what happened. How do you feel? Probably in a lot of pain knowing the injury. I hope you’re ok. I believe in you, Joe. You can get through anything. It’s ok to not be ok. But know you have a huge support system including me. I just want to say I’m always going to be proud of you and hope you’re doing good! Tell the family I say hello! Sending you lots of hugs!

Xoxo,

Y/n

I folded it in half put it in an envelope and sent it.

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Joes POV

I was still in bed rest and couldn’t really get up or walk, so my family has been staying with me. I was on the couch watching some UFC when the doorbell rang.

“I’ll go get it!”- Robin

I watched her get up.

“Thanks, mom.”- joe

She walked to the door and came back with some mail soon after.

“Here ya go, sweets.”- Robin

She handed me some mail.

Some of it was fan letters, medical bills, and some random people trying to get me to buy stuff. As I was going through the mail a certain name stood out to me.

Y/n L/n

“Y/n?”- Joe

“You got a letter from y/n?”- Robin

“Yeah, yeah, I did.”- Joe

I couldn’t believe it.

“Awe Joey, your blushing.”- Robin

I looked at her

“Stop, mom.”- Joe

“Fine, whatever think what you want to think but I know you always loved her deep down. By the way, why did she write a letter to you. Does she know there are phones?”- Robin

I chuckled a bit.

“She does, but I think I know why she did.”- joe

I opened it up and started to read.

“I think about you every day”

“I believe in you, Joe”

“I just want to say I’m always going to be proud of you and hope you’re doing good!”

Those stuck out to me.

She thinks about me every day? Why hasn’t she texted then?

I decided to pull out my phone and pull up her contact.

Y/n🤍

You know there is a thing called texting, right?- me

I waited a few moments till I saw her type

I know, but if you really read the letter you know why I did it.

I did. Thank you, seriously. Means a lot.- me

Of course.

So, how are you?- me

Im good! Supposed to fly back to Ohio next week. I just got offered a new job in my department! A little nervous but excited. Hbu?

Wow! I’m so proud of you, y/n. I know you worked hard. I’ve been reading your work. It really is brilliant. - me

Thanks, Joey! Anyway I got to get going about to head into work. Talk later?

Yeah, talk later!- me

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(A week later)

Your POV

“MOM!”- you

The door was wide open and I had just ran into the house to greet my parents.

“Y/N!!”- your mom

I wrapped my arms around her and she swayed us back and forth.

“Let me get a good look at you.”- Your mom

She pulled away and looked at me. A smile plastered on her face and a glow in her eyes.

“My beautiful girl.”- Your mom

A second later my dad walked in.

“Jeez, how much did you pack. Feels like you packed an elephant in here.”- your dad

“Haha, so funny. I’m moving what do you expect?!”- you laugh

After a couple more minutes of talking with my parents they brought up dinner.

“So, I know you must be exhausted, but the Burrows are coming over tonight for our weekly dinner as always. You’re welcome to join us.”- your mom

“You still do dinners?!!!”- you

“Yeah! Every week!”- your mom

The Burrows have been having dinner with us at least once a week ever since I was a little girl.

“Wow! Yeah, I would love to join!”- you

“Ok! Go wash up and maybe put some new clothes on and we will see you down here in an hour for when they come.”- your mom

I nodded and headed up the stairs. Am I going to see Joe? Gosh this is crazy.

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After an hour hit I heard the door open down stairs. Then I heard “you’re here!” And “you get taller every time I see you.”

I finished my final touches on some makeup and made sure my outfit was good.

I then headed downstairs.

As I walked down the stairs I could see everyone in the family room.

“There she is!”- your dad

“Y/n!”- Robin

She came up to me with a big smile on her face and open arms. I embraced her hug and was so happy to see her again.

“Oh my gosh!! You get even more beautiful every time I see you!”- Robin

“Thank you! Looks like you haven’t changed one bit!”- You

“Oh stop, your to kind.”- Robin

We both started laughing. I always looked up to Robin as a second mother. When both of my parents had to work late when I was younger I would go to the Burrows house. Robin would cook for us and ask me about my day. We would then later gossip and make fun of Joe as always, and if I slept over she would do my hair the next day for school and send a special treat in my lunch. As I got older she was still always there for me. Could always tell when something wasn’t right and would comfort me, and always checking in on me even when I moved to Boston.

“Hey, sweetie!”- Jimmy

“Hi, Jimmy!”- you

Jimmy pulled me in for a hug.

I also always felt like Jimmy was a second dad. Making sure my homework was turned in before Joe and I started playing in the backyard. Teaching me about football, and always being there for me.

As I pulled away I noticed someone else. It was Joe. He was in cast.

I gave him a smile.

“Come here.”- joe smiled

He pulled me in with one of his arms and my head rested on his chest. I wrapped both of my arms around his waist taking it in that he is here. We probably stayed hugging for about 5 minutes before we pulled away.

“Dinner time!”- your mom

All of us then found our way to the table. Joe sat across from me. My dad and Jimmy were at the ends and the mom’s next to their children.

Robin filled me in on the start of Joes foundation.

“Sounds awesome! I’m glad it finally came through.”- you

“Yes, we are very excited!”- Robin

“Y/n, what’s going on with you? How’s work?”- Jimmy

“Well, I’m moving back home! Going to live in Cincinnati and going to be working from my company’s offices over there.”- You smile

“Y/n, that’s great! It’s good to have you back! You can start coming to games once Joe gets back! I’ve always wanted to bring you to a game!”- Robin

“That will be great, thank you.”- you

“Yeah, I would love to have you come. The atmosphere over there is electric.”- Joe

“Well I’m in!”- You

Joe gave me a nod.

“So, when are you going to start up again?”- you asked Joe

“Well, probably in a couple months. Should be good by may. Still have to get through this year.”- joe

“That’s good.”- you smile

We probably held eye contact for way too long till my mom started to get the dishes.

“Let me help you, Mary.”- Joe

“Oh it’s ok, Joey. How about you go sit down and I will bring you pumpkin pie.”- your mom

“Okay, thank you.”- joe smiles

“Of course, sweetheart.”- your mom

He goes and sits down next to my dad and his dad on the couch. The tv was on and was playing some college basketball.

After washing the dishes for a bit and putting them in the dishwasher I decided to get some fresh air outside on the back porch.

I walked out towards the back. The sun was setting which sent an orange ray across the porch. Some pink clouds filled the sky and a light cold breeze.

I sat down on the outside couch where fairy lights hung above. Crossed my legs under me as I sipped my wine taking it all in. I couldn’t believe Joe is here right now.

A few seconds later I heard the glass door sliding. I looked to my right and there he was. Joey.

“Hey.”- joe flashed a smile

“Hi!”- you

He came around and sat down on the comfy chair next to me.

He let out a sigh.

“How are you?”- you

He looked at me

“You already asked that question, y/n.”- Joe chuckled

“I know, But really how are you? I know you have more going on in that great mind of yours. I know you Joe.”- you

“I’m…I’m doing better. My leg is healing and I’m doing physical therapy. Ja’Marr comes over a lot and so does Sam to check in. But I’ve honestly just been missing you…like a lot.”- joe

“Good to hear they still love you.”- you chuckle

Joe laughs

“But…I’ve been missing you too. I just never really knew when to reach out after that game. I was to scared that you would say you were paralyzed or something like that. I couldn’t stand seeing you hurt. I knew you would also be busy getting better and healing. But it was shitty of me not to reach out. I’m sorry, Joe. I really am.”- you

“It’s ok, y/n. And it wasn’t shitty. I just didn’t understand but now I do. And you’re here now.”- Joe

“Yeah, good to be back.”- you

“So, when do you head back to cincy.”- Joe

“Umm, on Saturday. I have most of my stuff there already just need to unpack clothes.”- you

“Maybe, I can stop by. I would love to see the place. If it’s ok with you?”- joe

“Of course!! I would love it.”- you

“Great! Probably around Saturday evening if that works for you. I have some stuff in the morning at the facility but I would like to show you around Cincy more.”- joe

“Sounds awesome! I should be free.”- you

“Great, it’s a uhh..date.”- joe

“It’s..a date!”- you smile

We both smiled at each other.

The sliding door opened which stopped us staring.

“Hey, guys! Joe we are leaving. You can stay if you want for a bit and maybe y/n can walk you over.”- Robin

He looked at me. I knew he wanted to stay for a bit.

“I can walk him over in a few! Don’t want Mr quarterback to get hurt even more.” - you

“Thanks, y/n. Love you both.”- Robin

“Bye!”- joe and I said

After Robin left Joe and I talked for a bit

“It’s getting late I better go before my parents freak.”- joe

“Yeah..yeah, I’ll walk you.”- you smile

You two get up and walk around the back to the front yard.

Joe on his crutches were making noises on the path.

You started laughing.

“What? What’s so funny?”- Joe

“You.”- you

Joe scoffed.

“You cant insult a disabled person, y/n.”- joe

“Well I can insult you all I want. Been doing it since we were six.”- you smile

Joe laughed

we were walking down the sidewalk and to the Burrows.

“It was really great seeing you tonight. I’ve missed you.”- Joe

You looked at him.

“It was great seeing you too, I’ve missed you, burrow.”- you

As we reached his house we stopped at the front.

As I turned around to say goodbye Joe was already facing me and placing his lips on mine. His hand on my cheek pulling me in. I rested my hand on his arm. I couldn’t believe it, but it felt so right. This. Right now.

He Pulled away.

“Sorry…I couldn’t keep fighting the urge anymore. You have know idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”- Joe

“It’s..it’s ok, I’ve been wanting to kiss you all my life, Joey.”- you

Joe smirked.

“Oh, yeah?”- joe

You nodded

“It’s getting late I better go.”- you

“Yeah.”- joe

We stayed looking into each other eyes.

I Leaned in for one last kiss.

“Goodnight, burrow.”- you smile

“Goodnight, y/n.”- joe smiles back

He walked up to the door step and walked in.

You started walking back with a smile on your face.

You just kissed the love of your life.

Y/n Burrow.

You thought to yourself as you walked into your house.

The end!!

Pt2 coming soon!!

[joeybsversion]

Weakness

Joe Burrow x Reader

You and Joe have your first date

“Can you take a look at my quad?” A familiar voice asks, breaking the silence in the room.

You looked up from your desk and sighed. “I’m working on real therapy plans for players that are actually hurt.” You scoffed.

“How do you know I’m not hurt?” He smirked.

“Because this is the third time you’ve been in here today. And you’ve complained of a different injury each time.” You rolled your eyes.

“This one could be real. Aren’t you even gonna ask me what happened to my leg?” He asks, pulling his shorts up to expose his muscular thigh.

Being the trainer for the Bengals had its perks. You focused your attention back on your computer, doing your best to not stare at the gorgeous man in front of you. “Fine then,” you laughed. “How did you hurt yourself, Joe?”

“Well you see,” he climbed up on the training table next to your desk. “What happened was, I was opening my locker after practice, and the corner of it caught my thigh and gave me a nice cut.”

You turn your head in his direction, doing your best to find a cut along his leg. “I don’t see anything.”

“You’re not even looking.” He whined.

“That’s because I’m working.” You turned your attention back to the computer.

Joe continues trying to get your attention and convince you all 3 of his injuries that he complained of were real.

“Are you even listening?” He asks. You keep focusing on your work. “Fine then, how about a date?” He asks.

That gets your attention. Your sit straight up and turn your head towards him. “What?”

“Ah. Now I’ve got your attention.” He smirks. “What’re you doing tonight?” He asks.

“Ummm.” You stammer, caught off guard.

“Come over to my place, let’s make dinner and hang out.” He climbs off the table. “Does 6 sound good?”

“Yeah…” you nod. “Yeah, that works.”

“See you soon.” He flashes a beautiful smile your way as he walks out of the room.

A few hours later you find yourself knocking on Joes front door.

“Hey.” He smiles and wraps you in a hug. “Come in.”

His house is stunning and way more put together than you imagined. You figured it would be lined with trophies, football jerseys, and sports memorabilia. But it’s not. It’s clean and nicely decorated.

“You ok with Pasta?” He asks, dragging your attention away from his house and back to him.

“Sounds perfect.” You smile and follow him to the kitchen.

It was hard to imagine things being normal at practice on Monday while cooking in the kitchen with Joe. You found yourself starting to like him the more you got to know him. He made you laugh, he was a good story teller, and very personable.

Your long hair was tied in a loose braid over your shoulder. You were barefoot and in leggings and an oversized sweater, absently stirring the pasta sauce with one hand while watching Joe open a bottle of wine next to you.

After pouring you a glass, Joe came over and rested his chin on the top of your head, his arms looped around your waste. In these quiet moments he continually had to stop himself from kissing you.

After dinner, Joe asks you to stay for a movie. You follow him over to the couch before flopping down next to him.

“Thanks for dinner.” You smile.

“Thanks for helping me make it.” He slings an arm around your shoulder and leans in to kiss your cheek. It feels so natural.

He pulls away and lightly strokes your cheek bone.

“What’re you doing?” You can’t help but smile as you look over at him.

“Thinking about how bad I want to kiss you.” He pulls you onto his lap. “So I’m thinking I might do that right now.”

He slides his arms around your waste as your lips are locked together. He’s kissing you like he wants to keep you. And you think you want that too.

“I hate how much I want you.” He pulls back, breathless from the kiss. “It’s a weakness.”

“Then I guess it’ll be a weakness we share.”

[1waveshortofashipwreck]

heyyy love ur stuff btw! Could you maybe do hc’s of how our boys when someone is being mean to the reader? Thanks ;)) Maybe like a modern AU? Or any AU you’d prefer, thank you!

Aaaaaaaa thank you for the ask friend!! I love this idea!!! So I pictured this in a Modern!AU where the pair is at a coffee shop waiting on their order. The Boy puts his arm around them and the person next to them just sneers and goes “Can y’all get a room? Or at least be with someone nice to look at?” OBVIOUSLY referring to y/n with just a palpable amount of spite and venom.

Dick Winters

I see him just hugging you tighter and maybe turning his back to the guy, like, if he's gonna be an ass about Dick's favorite person he doesn't deserve the time of day. He'd say something so sweet too like, “if you think anyone could be more beautiful than them, you need to get your eyes checked,” before planting a kiss on your cheek and grabbing your drinks.

Lewis Nixon

I can see him definitely getting irritated but also seeming kinda baffled? Like I can see him just saying something like, “Are you serious right now? You see how gorgeous they are, right? Who hurt you, man?” Like he’d be so genuine about it too, even scoffing and shaking his head while y’all walk out with your drinks - like, how tf can someone say that about the most perfect human on earth???

Ron Speirs

I have a strong feeling that the guy’s words leave his mouth before he saw Ron, because I just imagine the dude being Christianson in Bastogne, like, he see’s Speirs’ face and just feels as though he has Met His End. So all Speirs does is put his arm around you and say, “you wanna try that again?” the guy just stutters and replies, “you make a lovely couple,” before scurrying away. I can soooo see Ron just having a smug smile on his face before giving you a kiss.

Harry Welsh

Ok so considering this man got demoted from sergeant to private three (3) different times due to getting in fights I have a feeling he would just be like “OH ITS THAT KINDA PARTY HUH? YOU WANNA TRY SAYING THAT AGAIN ASSHOLE??” Like this dude could be twice Harry’s size but your Boy can and will throw hands to defend you and he’s not afraid to get hurt while doing it. 10/10 needs you to help with his bruised knuckles after but he apologizes and y’all enjoy your drinks (specifically savoring it because y’all got banned from the coffee shop).

Eugene Roe

I feel like this could go two ways - A) he tells the guy off (“why don’t you mind your business asshole”), holds you close to him, and grabs your drinks without saying a word, or B) he grabs you by the waist and just goes to town trying to merge your mouths into one. This man would just do everything in his power to put on display his love and passion for you. Soon enough the dude will get weirded out and leave, but not before Doc performs award-winning CPR.

Bill Guarnere

Oh boy we got Party Boy #2 over here. “Why don’t you shut ya yap before I shut it for ya?” Your mans would square up to the dude no questions asked. If the dude steps down, Bill would just say, “yeah, that’s what I thought,” before proudly putting his arm around you. If the dude makes a poor decision and steps up to Guarnere… next thing you know poor Bill is apologizing to you while you hold his cold brew up to his black eye to keep the swelling down… the dude apologized though! All thanks to Ol’ Gonorrhea.

Joe Toye

I feel like his reaction is betwixt Guarnere and Nixon. Like, for one thing, he’s genuinely confused. He just gives the dude his classic Eyebrows before pulling you close to him. At first he won’t say anything, but if the dude keeps going he’ll just say to him in a low voice, “you looking for a fight pal?” Honestly that would be enough to scare the dude away while Joe just hugs you tight and kisses your temple before the barista calls your names.

George Luz

This boy would twist the dude’s words perfectly. “Oh you’re absolutely right, they could get someone WAY hotter than me!” before smirking over at you. You can’t help but give George a playful smack on the chest before laughing with him and laying your head on his shoulder… then he’d totally just look at you and think “how’d I get so lucky???” we love a silly soft boi

Joe Liebgott

Fighty Boy #3 and you can’t tell me otherwise. It’d be similar to Guarnere on the ship - he’d have to make sure he heard the dude right at first… “What’d you just say?” like you can feel his angy levels rising by the second. The dude just goes, “you heard me,” and before anyone can even blink the dude is knocked out on the ground, like, the swifest punch known to man and it came from your boyfriend (kinda hot ngl) and you just give him a Look before he smirks and kisses the air from your lungs and… why were you mad at him again? And why are you getting thrown out of the cafe???

Floyd Talbert

Ok so remember how Roe gave you life-saving CPR? Tab’s first instinct is life-taking CPR, like, this man just glares at the dude before pulling you close by your waist (and maybe a hand on your ass because its Tab) and just going to TOWN on your lips, neck, wherever he can reach just to show the idiot dude how in love with you he is and how stupid he was to make that comment… of course instinctively your hands to Tab’s hair and y’all just get Lost in the Sauce and when the barista calls y’all’s names you don’t even hear them.

Shifty Powers

Asdf sweet baby angel would just hold you close and whisper to you, “I’m sorry you had to hear that, you don’t believe him right?” Just keeping all his attention on you and hugging you close with both arms just lovingly wrapped around you, both of y’all forget everything else exists and you just happily hold each other for a bit before you get your drinks (this is all unless shifty has his rifle then the dude’s Time Has Come courtesy of Darrell C. Powers).

ngl this might've been the most fun I've had writing something 🤣 Thank you again for the ask love!! Hope you have a wonderful day!

[joeys-babe]

Joey B Imagines: Welcome To The Jungle

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summary: even nine months pregnant there’s no way you’ll miss the bengal’s first real game of the season, though joe is completely against the idea even if you’re with his family in the box.

warnings: fluff, pregnancy, birth.

pairing: joe burrow x reader

imagine universe: into the mystic

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"you're 9 months pregnant baby, i don't think it's a good idea for you to go to the game.." - joe

"joe there is no way i'm missing your first game of the season." - you

"you went to all the preseason games so you'll be fine to sit this one out." - joe

"you didn't play during preseason. joe i'm going to the game." - you

"what if you go into labor and i miss it." - joe

"i'll hold them in. but i'm not due for another week." - you

"i don't know about this..." - joe

"i'm on maternity leave right now so i'm gonna be in the suite with your mom and dad. i'll have people with me just in case, not taking pictures on the sidelines." - you

"okay, just please if you do go into labor, call me. i'll run off the field mid-play if i have to." - joe

"i will, joey." - you

"i put the go bag in the car just to be safe." - joe

"you're the best." - you kissed him

"okay, let's get going." - joe

he helped me into the car, along with putting his bag in the back seat next to the baby’s car seat. if only you two knew you weren’t coming back home with that empty.

right before we arrived to the facility joe called his mom down to help me up to the suite since he wouldn't be able to.

when joe pulled in the back entrance and drove to his normal parking spot we both saw his mom was waiting at the elevator.

"y/n, you are about to pop!" - robin

"shhh don't say that around joe, he'll drive me back to the house." - you

"no he won't, don't worry." - robin laughed

"yes, he will." - joe

joe turned to me, i felt a speech coming on.

"if anything happens. and i mean anything, call me okay. i'm not missing anything." - joe

"okay, joe listen to me okay. good luck today, it's the first game of the season and i want you to know i'm so proud of you. i love you so much, baby." - you

joe smiled and placed a kiss on my lips.

"i love you too, mamas." - joe

when we pulled away, joe checked the time on his phone before sighing.

"i have to get inside, thanks mom." - joe

“you're welcome, joey." - robin

joe took a glancing look back at me, his eyes wandering down to my bump as he anxiously licked his lips. he looked away and closed his eyes for a second, trying to still his racing thoughts. once he collected himself he gave me a brief hug.

"bye, guys." - joe

"bye, baby." - you kissed him one last time

joe grabbed his bag and i watched him walk towards the players entrance.

robin encouragingly rubbed my back as we walked into the elevator. she was fully aware that if joe was nervous, you were nervous as well.

once we reached the burrow suite his brothers and their girls were already there.

codie, joe’s older brother jamie’s wife, went wide eyed when she caught sight of you in her peripherals.

"y/n, girl! what are you doing here?!" - codie

"here to watch joe!" - you laughed

"you are about to pop!" - codie

"i know.. but there is no way i'm missing the first game of the season." - you

"i don't know what joe did to deserve such a supportive wife." - jimmy laughed

i sat down on the couch and leaned back against the couch, trying to get comfortable.

"joe’s just as supportive jimmy. i think he's more nervous about me being here than he is about the game." - you

jamie was standing up next to the glass and he could see joe anxiously looking up at us after the team ran out.

"y/n, joe keeps looking up here." - jamie

i practically rolled off of the couch and walked over to the glass, holding up a thumbs up.

when joe saw me, and his anxieties were eased just a little bit, he focused back on warming up.

the fact that joe was more anxious than normal was evident to the whole family, and it went silent till joe’s other older brother, dan, spoke up.

"you can tell his nerves are up." - dan

"yeah that’s obvious, but i know he'll still do amazing." - you

*time skip*

it was after the second quarter and the bengals were up 25-12 against the bills.

it was halftime so i decided to get up and walk around to grab some food from across the room.

but when i stood up, i felt and heard a splash.

"oh… no…" - you

"did your water just break?!" - codie yelled

"oh my god! we need to get you to the car, we're going to the hospital!" - robin

"no no no! i can wait till after the game, i can't make joe leave now, they're winning!" - you

"y/n, you have to go. do you know if joe will answer his phone?" - jimmy

"no, it's off in his locker for sure." - you

"i'm calling zac." - jimmy picked his phone up

as i was being rushed out of the suite by codie and robin i felt a sharp pain in my stomach

"owww!" - you

"contraction?" - codie

"yeah" - you hissed

*zac's pov*

i was talking to the team during halftime when my phone started ringing and the name "Jimmy Burrow" popped up.

knowing that y/n was nine months pregnant with twins and at an nfl game i figured it was probably about her so i answered immediately.

"is everything okay? is it about y/n?" - zac

i tried to whisper but when i said her name, joe’s eyes shot up to me and he speed walked over to me.

"everything is okay. just please tell joe that y/n went into labor. robin and codie are taking her to the hospital. let him know she’s in safe hands, i don’t want him to worry." - jimmy

"okay, will do." - zac

before i even put my phone down joe asked what was wrong and who it was.

"taylor, what happened? who was that? is it about my y/n?” - joe

"it was your dad and he called because y/n went into labor, codie and your mom are taking her to the hospital." - zac smiled

"i- i have to go with her! can i go?" - joe

"yes, joe you can go. good luck!" - zac

joe pretty much sprinted to his locker and grabbed everything he needed before running out the door in full uniform.

"joe where are you going?!" - tee

"y/n's in labor!" - joe smiled

the whole locker room heard and erupted into cheers as joe ran out of the locker room.

(joes pov)

i ran at full speed out to the car and saw my mom and codie shutting the back seat door.

"joe, you're here!" - robin

"of course! you think i'd miss this?!" - joe

"get in the back with y/n. she needs to see your face right now." - codie

when i slung the door open and dipped my head down inside the car, i watched y/n's face lit up.

"joe!" - you

"hey baby, are you ready?" - joe smiled

"as ready as i'll ever be!" - you

"OWE" - you

as soon as i was sitting down i grabbed her hand, rubbing the back of it in a way that told her i was there for her.

"you didn't even change?" - you

"nope, i ran out before even thinking about changing." - joe

"i'm sorry for making you leave your game." - you

"you and those twins are way more important than a football game.” - joe

“i love you.. so much.” - you

“i love you more, y/n.” - joe

joe pulled his shoulder pads off, leaving him in just his tight compression shirt.

he grabbed a pair of his nikes when he had ran over to his locker so he also took his cleats off.

"i'm so happy you're here joe. i was worried we wouldn’t get ahold of you." - you

"i'm happy too, but you know i'd drop anything to be here with you." - joe

"i know." - you said before a contraction hit and you squeezed joes hand

"ouch, my hand." - joe

all three women in the car looked at him with faces that said nothing but shut up.

"joe, i love you, but shut up!" - you

"okay, yes ma'am!" - joe

*time skip 2 hours later*

(joe’s pov)

when we got to the hospital we were taken to a room which is where we would be till transported to the delivery room.

i finally got the rest of my uniform off and put on sweatpants and a sweatshirt.

y/n was laying in her hospital bed as i sat on the couch.

"joe, it hurts.." - you

i stood up and walked over to her bed, taking her hand in mine and pressing a kiss to the back of it.

"i know baby, you're so strong. i'm so proud of you." - joe

"i love you, joe." - you teared up

"i love you too baby, more then you'll ever ever know." - joe

i leaned down and kissed her forehead, when i pulled away a nurse walked in to check on y/n.

"how far apart are your contractions?" - nurse

"uh-" - you went to answer

"8 minutes." - joe answered

"uh okay, thank you." - nurse

the nurse asked a few more things and then left the room.

(y/n's pov)

"joe." - you

"mhm?" - joe

"i could've answered those questions." - you

"sorry.. i got a little excited i guess." - joe

"it's okay." - you smiled at how cute he was

joe kissed my head and then walked back over to the couch.

"joe, turn the game on." - you

"what?" - joe laughed

"turn the game on." - you

"wouldn't you rather watch like the office or new girl or something?" - joe

"no. it's the first game of the season, put the game on." - you

"okay.." - joe shrugged

he picked the remote up and turned the game on.

it was the last quarter and the bengals were still winning. it was 37-25 with 3 minutes left.

3 minutes later i was clapping my hands and cheering as the boys celebrated their first win of the actual season and ran back in the locker room.

i got a text from my best friend alexa, who was dating ja’marr, that's said where are you? so i decided to tell joe to facetime her with my phone.

"y/n where are you and why did joe leave- oh hi joe." - alexa

"hi alexa!" - joe

"where are y'all?" - alexa

joe flipped the camera and showed me in the hospital bed.

"holy crap are you in labor?!" - alexa

i nodded my head and gave her a thumbs up.

"oh my god!!" - she excitedly squealed

"y'all should be proud of me! i didn't tell her that y/n went into labor!" - ja'marr

"bro do you want a cookie?" - joe joked

"are you guys excited?!" - alexa

"i am, what about you baby?" - joe

"i'm thrill-" - you started but a contraction cut you off

"that's 6 minutes after your last one!" - joe

"thanks for the observation joe!" - you fought through the pain

"i guess the mood swings don't go away during labor." - alexa laughed

"yeah i think we established that.. i'm gonna go. bye guys" - joe

"bye mom and dad!" - alexa

after joe hung up he stood up and walked back over to me.

he kissed my forehead again and grabbed my hand.

"you can squeeze my hand during your contractions." - joe smiled

"stop being so cute, i'm supposed to be mad at you for causing me this pain." - you

"hey it's not all my fault, you participated in the process just as much as i did. don't act like you didn't enjoy that process either." - joe quipped

"go back to the couch." - you rolled your eyes and dropped his hand

"you sure?" - joe

i was about to say yes when i got another contraction and grabbed joes hand, squeezing as hard as i could.

"please don't leave!" - you choked out

"im staying right here. don't worry, my love." - joe

*time skip*

"you're ten centimeters dilated, ready to start pushing?" - the nurse smiled

i looked at joe, a sudden rush of panic and excitement falling over me.

he gave me an encouraging smile so i turned back to the nurse and nodded.

i was transported to the delivery room and joe never left my side.

*time skip*

long hours of labor later i heard a baby crying and a loud gasp from joe.

a couple nurses rushed over to a corner, holding the first twin.

"be careful with him!" - you cried

not even 20 minutes later another set of cries were heard.

"oh my gosh.. they are so tiny. look how tiny they are, joe." - you basically sobbed

"i know.." - joe smiled back to you

once the babies were cleaned off just a little bit the nurses placed both of them on my chest.

"oh my god, you guys are so cute." - you cried

joe snapped a picture of me holding both of the babies.

"joe, we made them." - you smiled up at him

"we did didn't we. you did amazing by the way, i'm incredibly proud of you baby." - joe

"i couldn't have done it without you by my side, baby..." - you

joe kissed my sweaty forehead before i pulled his face to mine, kissing his lips.

after a few more minutes of bonding with the twins, they were taken away to be weighed, measured, and various other things like that.

"joe can you get in bed with me?" - you

"what?" - joe laughed

"can you lay down with me? please?" - you

i scooted over slightly and joe laid down next to me, my head leaning onto his shoulder.

"i can't believe we made life." - you

"i know, and thank you." - joe

"thank you? for what?" - you chuckled

"for carrying the babies for 9 months, and giving birth. you're a strong woman y/n." - joe

"you make me feel like the luckiest girl in the world every day joe. you're the best husband ever." - you

one thing about our relationship is that we were deeply appreciative of the other, and how amazing they were.

i wrapped my arms around joe and moved my head from his shoulder to his chest.

i took a little nap till joe woke me up when the twins were given back to us because i was utterly exhausted.

my parents flew down as soon as joe called them and said i was in labor so they arrived shortly after the babies were given to us.

joe was holding a baby, and i held the other.

"you're so tiny... i love you." - joe

"you look really really good holding a newborn, shiesty." - you smiled

"look at him, he's so stinkin cute!" - joe

"we need to establish names, we can't keep calling them him and he." - you

"okay well.. we know the names so now we can just pick which ones which." - joe laughed

"okay... uhm. i think i know." - you

"i think i do too." - joe smiled

before we could even say anything the door opened and at least 4 people walked in.

it was my parents and alexa and ja'marr.

"oh my gosh!" - alexa gasped

"my baby is a momma.." - your mom teared up

"aww, momma." - you smiled

"my baby girl had twins.." - your dad also started to cry

"what are the names?" - your mom smiled

i whispered into joe’s ear for confirmation about which twin was being named what name.

he nodded and i went on.

"i'm holding Tyson Lee" - you smiled

"lee is joe’s middle name right?" - your mom

"yeah, it was really important to me that one of the twins was going to be named after one of the most important guys in my life." - you smiled

in the corner of my eye i could see joe looking at me and when i returned the look a tear fell down his cheek before a huge smile appeared on his face.

it seemed like neither of us could stop smiling.

"this is so sweet.." - alexa

"what's the other name?" - your mom

"joe, baby you can say." - you

"the baby that i'm holding is named Miles Anthony." - joe smiled at ja'marr

"wait-" - ja'marr

alexa looked at the two confused before it clicked, and her hands covered her mouth.

"you named your kid after me?" - ja'marr

"ja'marr anthony chase.. meet miles anthony burrow" - joe

ja'marr walked closer to joe and looked down at miles.

"damn bro." - ja'marr sniffled

the whole room laughed at ja'marr being somewhat emotional; a side no one sees of him.

once everyone stopped crying the twins were passed around and everyone got to hold them before they were returned back to joe and i.

when ja’marr was holding miles and alexa was holding tyson, ja’marr cleared his throat and faced joe.

“i mean we got our next qb’s they just need a wide receiver.” - ja’marr

“if you have a boy in the future we gotta train em. we gotta keep the ‘burrow to chase’ connection going.” - joe

“it’s a good thing we won’t have to wait too long.” - ja’marr looked at alexa and smiled

“what do you mean?” - joe

one of my hands went over my mouth as my other slapped joe’s arm in shock.

“i’m pregnant. with a boy, too.” - alexa smiled

“no freaking way!” - joe

“how far along are you?” - you grinned

“3 months.” - alexa smiled

“congratulations guys, that’s awesome!” - joe

they stayed for awhile longer, we talked about all the things we wanted to do with our boys once they were older before they left.

the twins were back in joe and i’s arms and soon after there was another knock on the door.

when the door opened, joe’s parents with wide grins on their faces.

robin let out a small gasp as she walked closer to joe and i.

"oh my gosh… they're so perfect. jim look, they look so much like joe.” - robin

“sorry guys.” - joe whispered to the twins

“don’t listen to your daddy guys, he’s the most attractive man in the world and a total heartthrob. tons of women have eyes on him.” - you smiled

in my peripherals i could see joe roll his eyes but the blush on his cheeks told me that he appreciated the compliment.

“the only women’s eyes i want on me are yours, baby.” - joe kissed your cheek

jimmy and robin both got to hold each of the babies before the nurse came in and said that i could leave tomorrow morning.

it was around 9 pm when everyone had left and it was just joe and i.

the babies were in their bedside bassinets and joe was laying on the couch, giving me "personal space" in the hospital bed.

"joe you can go home if you want, i know you'd like to shower and wash your hair with your fancy shampoo and conditioner." - you

"are you crazy? you think i'm gonna leave this hospital?" - joe

"i don't know, i just figured you'd want to go home eventually." - you

"the only time i'm leaving is with you tomorrow morning." - joe

"are you sure?" - you

"absolutely sure, now get some rest baby. if the twins wake up i'll take care of em', you just need to rest." - joe

i shut my eyes and fell asleep extra grateful. i had an amazing husband, and beautiful healthy twin baby boys.

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authors note: fluffy imagine for friday 🫶🫶

hope you enjoyed! ❤️

[joesanrio]

Barbie Girl | R.R

Summary: “I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees” - Barbie Girl by Aqua

Pairings: Joe Anoa’i {Roman Reigns} x Nova (OC) || Established Relationship

Warnings: Dom!Joe, Sub!OC, kissing, pet names (Baby, Pretty, Doll), teasing, p-in-v (unprotected), creampie, cuddling, not edited

Word Count: 2178

Ratings: Fluff, Smut | 18+

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One thing that Joesph loved doing more than removing my clothes seemed to be dressing me in whatever he wanted. I was his barbie, and he took full advantage of that, letting him pamper me whenever he liked. It was one of his favorite jobs after wrestling, of course. There was something so fascinating about me to him that I happened not to see.

“Baby, come here!” Joe called for me in the closet, getting up from the soft comforter of the bed to meet him. He holds up a white mini dress, admiring the soft fabric. He could already imagine how it was going to fit on my body, hugging all the right places, stopping at the perfect height, he couldn’t wait for me to try it on.

“Are you going to wear white too?” I ask looking at the man with questioning eyes, he hands me the dress with the velvet hanger eagerly. “I am now. So, stop asking questions and put it on, Pretty.” Joe taps my hips as he goes to leave me in the spacious closet alone (just standing at the door), my lips falling into their natural pout as I slip off my t-shirt.

Pulling the silk dress up my soft legs, it slips onto my shoulders with ease. Looking towards the man that’s leaning on the door frame with a small smirk on his pink lips, “Cute?” I ask doing a small spin. Joe nods before coming closer to me, his huge torso seeming to close in the once spacious closet into a small, confined space. “You’re always cute.” He smiles as he pulls at the silk fabric, tugging it down further as the fabric only stretches a bit past my butt.

Joe says nothing as he continues to look at my outfit that he chose. “I like this color on you.” His voice husky as he whispers the compliment to me, all I can do is smile as his closeness is causing me to panic. “Well, I’m sure it’ll be cuter if you back up.” I joke as I push him back by his chest, barely moving he grasps my wrist gently. “Then how will I see that little beauty mark right... there.” He teases as his long finger caresses over the beauty mark right above my left breast.

“You’re so annoying.” I pout as he lets go of my wrist in his other hand, he chuckles at my demeanor and turns to leave the closet. His back flexing as he walks away from me, biceps bulging as he crosses his arms.

Following behind him like a loss puppy, we end up stopping right beside our bed. “Novs, if our reservation is at 8:30 and its now 6:02, how long do we got, baby?” He asks sitting on the bed with his leg spread deliciously. Quickly calculating the time, he just burst into taunting chuckle at my concentration face. “Two hours and twenty-eight minutes.” I look at him confused, “So smart, come sit.” He smiles as he pulls me to straddle on top of his thick lap.

I feel the hardening bulge in his pants, “Joe! My dress, I can’t get it wrinkled.” I complain as he just looks at my lips without caring about the words coming out of them. “You’re too pretty to be complaining.” He says as his fingers trail up my thighs, lighting my skin on fire with need.

“Stop pouting.” Joe’s hand going to pull my chin to look at him, our eyes connecting and the lust in his eyes starting to spread throughout his whole body. Letting go of my chin, his eyes observing random parts of my face, I’m assuming the parts he loves the most. His eyes seeming to linger on my plump lips, Joe’s hand wrapping around my waist tightly to pull me closer. Finally breaking the daze, he guides his lips gently onto mine.

His mouth immediately moving into a slow rhythm, while his hands roam down to my ass, pulling and grabbing. Sends me into a frenzy, his lips soft against mine, trying to keep up with his intensity.

“You seem to want this, Pretty.” Joe whispers against my lips, before pulling me back in and dragging his tongue towards mine, letting me feel his warm tongue. Clinging onto his wide torso, pulling him closer by the nape of his neck. Joe doesn’t waste another second, his hands pushing my ass down to grind against his hips. “Please.” I moan out onto his lips softly.

He stands up holding me in his arms, before turning around and sitting me down on the bed. Before he pushes me down on our bed, he hovers above me, lingering his lips to tease me.

My need for them becoming worse with every second that passes, pushing my head upwards. Joe now beginning to grin over how greedy I’ve become. 

“You always this needy for me Baby?” His head coming closer to my face before quickly retracting when I go to kiss him. His lips form a smirk when my infamous pout forms on my lips from his teasing.

“You’re mean.” I whisper out as my minty breath fans his lips, my body not matching the words I speak as my hips buck towards his crotch. 

“Yeah?” He breathes out, dragging his hands from your thigh up to my waist. Joe doesn’t hold back, moving his hand in the front of my panties, cupping my core with a light squeeze. Gasping softly, I look down at his big hand that traces delicately over the fabric of my pink thong. 

“Quickie?” He mutters the suggestion as his eyes focus on the damp spot that’s spreading the more, he teases. Not realizing how my eyes are now closed as I take in his delicate touches.

“Stop teasing.” I mumble, before pulling him down into a kiss. I move my hips with the movement of his hand. Joe loves seeing me like this, all spread out and needy, bucking my hips out of control just because he has his hands on me.

He takes my answer as a yes, focusing on touching me. Groping him gently as I rub my palm on his hard on. Joe sighs against my lips, imitating my pace. Deciding to squeeze the large cock in my hand, earning a groan from

“So big…” I mutter against his lips as he smirks against mine. That’s his favorite thing to hear from me, the boost that it does to his ego is astronomical.

Joe drops his head on my shoulder and sucks my neck gently while fiddling with the edge of my thong to get underneath the fabric. He’s so smooth with it which is quite ridiculous. He pulls them off in seconds, one of his fingers touching my wet slit. 

“So wet pretty girl, fuck.” He nips at my neck, whispering in my ear. Following his movements, getting my hand under his briefs and feel the soft skin of his cock. As soon as my hands wrap firmly around it, he twitches in my palm. 

I begin to jerk him off, my thumb teasing with his wet slit as he moves his fingers on my clit causing me to moan. Again, we are in sync, moving against each other. The more Joe rubs down on my clit, the more I moan and whine against his cheek. 

The lust takes over inside the room, it is becoming so hot I might pass out. Joe’s big body hovering over mine, his body heat radiating off him sweetly. My body responds to every touch from Joe, bucking my hips uncontrollably under him while my hand has trouble jerking him off, too overwhelmed by the feeling creeping up in my core. 

“That’s it Nova. Shit!” Joe mumbles, picking up a bit faster pace, causing me to clutch my free hand tightly on his forearm. Trying my best to give him as much pleasure, stroking him at the same pace he’s touching my clit and wet core. 

It becomes too much, both of us moaning and gasping against each other’s lips, never stopping. The neediness shows when Joe pulls away from my touch to kick off his pants completely, then pulling my dress up in a hurry. Allowing me to finally take the time to breathe. 

Joe leans back into me all giddy, nothing beats seeing Joe naked. The details of every muscle in his thighs, his abs subtle but clear and vibrant chest. He’s hot, and the worst thing is, he knows how it affects me. 

He catches me staring too long, wanting to throw a cocky comment like he always does, but he holds himself back, needing nothing more than to feel me wrapped around him. 

Joe has complimented my body too much to be that cocky. Always talking about how I feel so good and warm that he’s trying his best not to finish after a few minutes. I didn’t believe him in the beginning of our relationship but with time he proved it. 

Joe hovers himself by my entrance, intertwining my my hands with his free one above my head, while his other holds his cock steadily. “You’re so sexy.” Joe smirks at my glistening folds. He rubs it against my slit, allowing me to feel the tip and sending the urge of need to consume my body.

I try to move my hips downwards onto his cock, but Joe stops me, and enters inside of me with ease. Since I’m so wet that he slides in easily. Joe almost loses his composure when he feels my walls surround him with warm heat, all wet and perfect.  

“So perfect- damn Baby.” He admits, groaning when he bottoms out, a gasp flies from my mouth at his thickness. He stills, looking at me for a second, until he starts thrusting. Now, something I love about his cock is, one it fills me up so nicely and two he manages to hit my g-spot with each thrust. 

It’s embarrassing how quickly he can make me cum when we fuck. “Oh- I love when you fill me up.” I moan out, harsh breaths leaving my lungs.  Joe on the other hand, loves it. He loves the feeling of when I clench around him with each thrust, the moans and small tears that fall from bliss all because of him. 

Moans just flowing from my mouth uncontrollably, “I literally love you so much. So so much!” My head falling back onto the pillow after my attempt to look at where he and I are connected. Joe letting out a taunting, breathy chuckle as he starts pounding into me.

Slapping noises being heard throughout the room as well as the sound of the headboard hitting the wall. “I love you.” He says happily, his other hand holding onto my hip. The grip on my hip tight, small beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

“Fuck… you gonna take it? Like a good doll, huh?” Joe’s head falls forward into my neck, letting his deep moans fan against the delicate skin. His grip on my hands that were held above me loosened, as he now uses both hands to grip the sheets on either side of my head.

He wouldn’t deny it if someone called him addicted, because he truly is. Everything about me makes him go into overdrive while he feels me tighten around him with each movement from his end. “

Joe’s hair begins to dampen at the nape of his neck, the room growing hotter with the way our bodies move in a pleasant wave. “Fuck! Baby please, I’m going to cum.” I cry out as his grunts get louder. My body tenses, back arching, every nerve in my body signaling for my release while Joe’s thrust never faltered.   

“Ah! Fuck, fuck—” I whine, as your body twitches once, my orgasm bursting through my entire body. Joe follows suit, his cock twitching inside of me as he fills my warm, tight walls up.

“Damn Pretty, such vulgar words coming from someone like you.” Joe breathes out, his cock still nestled inside of you while you both try and catch your breath. His hands caress over my cheek before placing a delicate kiss onto my swollen lips.

I can only hum back in response, my throat turning dry after being agape for so long. “I can always cancel the reservation.” Joe jokes making a sweet smile form onto my lips, “No, we still have time.” My eyes gazing into his.

Joe says nothing as he admires every little detail of my face, “You’re like a Barbie.” His whispers before placing a kiss onto my beauty mark above my breast.

“Then you can be Ken.” I giggle, his head shooting up from its previous position. “Oh, I was going to be him whether you wanted me to or not.” His hip doing a quick thrust making my body jolt. “Okay okay!” I smile before pulling him down to rest comfortably on top of me, still tight inside.

[idyllicbarb]

Freak In You

description: your famous best friend wants to be more than friends

warnings: possessiveness, jealously, smut, cursing, drinking, daddy-name calling, dirty talk, etc

inspired by: tiktok

bolded = sentence prompt!

It’s not like the Bengals Quarterback to want a relationship at a critical time in his life. The Bengals are in route to head back to the Super Bowl, meaning Joe needs to stay more focus than ever. But then there’s you, it’s something about you that Joe says has some type of hold over him. It wasn’t suppose to be like this, the two of you are best friends, have been since fourth grade. As the years have came and went, Joe started developing a crush on you. You’re everything Joe wants in a woman, so he started to hate the thought of you with anybody else but him. Seeing you at a club with all the guys looking your way set him off.

He was standing with a group of his teammates, you happened to have come in with a group of your friends. You didn’t notice Joe at first but he noticed you, his jaw clenched seeing your outfit. Fashion to you is a big statement, so you always step out being the baddest bitch in the room. Joe loves it, but hates how much attention you get from other men. Anybody playing for the Bengals knows how much Joe wants you, he damn near talks about you all day everyday to his teammates.

“Ou, Joe’s girl here y’all.” Ja’Marr jokes and all of Joe’s teammates snicker as his face turns red.

One of your homegirls taps your shoulder, seeing how majority of the Bengals players were staring at you. Turning around you lock eyes with your best friend and smile while walking towards him, you didn’t pay no mind to Joe’s teammates moving back as you walked up to your best friend.

“Hi Joey, I’ve missed you!” You squeal before giving Joe a big hug, wrapping your arms around his neck as his arms hug your waist pulling you in closer to him. He loves the perfumes you wear, it gives Joe comfort whenever you come near him. If anybody was watching y’all, they would think you and Joe are a couple.

“I missed you too, beautiful.” Joe whispers in your ear making you giggle softly. You turn away from Joe, coming in contact with Ja’Marr and Tee looking in y’all direction with their cups in their hands. Joe groans making you laugh even though, you really don’t know why Joe and his teammates are acting like this. While looking into his eyes, Joe senses you staring at him and looks down giving his signature smile. That smile that makes any woman take their panties off for him.

You didn’t want to think that Joe has a crush on you, due to the fact that y’all have been best friends since fourth grade. You didn’t want to ruin the friendship, Joe makes you happy in any imaginable way possible. Losing Joe would damage you, big time. Trust, he feels the same way as well. You have feelings for Joe too, but they’ve been hidden, due to fear of Joe rejecting you. The way he’s holding you right now and how his teammates are acting, the feelings are mutual.

Pulling away from Joe, you look into his eyes, “I’mma go party with my friends, if you need me bestie, you know to call me.” Joe licks his lips while nodding and you want to be a puddle on the floor. You don’t even know how you managed to walk away after seeing that. Sitting down with your friends at the bar, you tell them everything that just happened.

Meanwhile, the boys are poking fun at Joe and he playfully rolls his eyes, watching you have fun.

It’s been an hour or two since you’ve been in the club, you’re sort of intoxicated. But nothings stopping you from having fun, Joe checks up on you throughout the night and that’s fine with you. Joe never wants you to be uncomfortable at any moment, while you’re around him. He probably wanted to give you a ride home, so he can take care of you in the morning.

You and a few of your friends are still at the bar when a man walks up to you with a grin on his face. You smile at him, he’s a cute one, his smile is a smile that reminds you of Joe’s.

“Can I buy you a drink, pretty lady?” He asks sweetly. You think to yourself and are about to give him a response until you hear a familiar voice near you.

“Nah, she’s good.” Joe states, wrapping his arms around your body while staring down the man. The man looks at you two with a confused look on his face before walking off while shaking his head, you turn towards Joe with a questionable look on your face.

“What was that for? He wanted to buy me a drink.” You frown slightly, your lips pouting making Joe want to lean in and kiss them. He just shakes his head softly, staring at you.

“I could’ve bought you a drink if you wanted one.”

“Yeah, well you didn’t, another man can buy me one too, Joesph.” Those words alone make Joe eyes turn slight grey, his jealously rising by the minute.

“Is that so?” Joe asks quietly leaning in closer, your world was beginning to spin. A moan is attempting to come out of you, you’re trying to think to yourself as to why you find that so attractive. Joe getting possessive and jealous of you is a turn on, maybe, maybe not. You’d never tell him.

You decide to test the waters with your next response, “Yeah, anything you do, another man can do ten times better.” You smirk feeling Joe tense up behind you while you stand from your seat.

You walk off, swaying your hips, knowing that Joe is staring at you. If he wanted to act this way, than you’re going to act out as well.

As the night went on, you see Joe staring at you while you’ve been dancing, gaining everybody’s attention. There were several men who wanted to take you home with them. You politely decline, giving them your prettiest smile ever. Although you’ve been entertaining men in the club, it feels good to know Joe wants you all to himself.

You were sitting down in your VIP Section, when your friend taps you to show you multiple women all up in Joe’s face. Laughing to yourself, you pull out your phone to text Joe.

‘You and all your little girlfriends cute.’

You see him open up his phone almost immediately, he turns and looks at you before texting back.

‘Jealous?’

‘Jealous? When there’s plenty of men, who want me? Lol.’

‘Keep it up.’

‘You say that as if you’re going to do something to me.’

Joe doesn’t respond for a minute and you believe that he’s done fucking with you. It’s only a couple of minutes later, when a text notification pops up on your phone.

‘You won’t be able to walk straight after I’m done with you.’

You cross your legs and look up at Joe who has a cocky smirk on his face. Your reaction makes him feel good about what he texted.

‘There’s plenty of women in your face that you can say that to, why me?’

‘You know why, stop playing with me mama.’

‘They only want me for money and fame, fuck ‘em. I’ve been wanting you for years, you make me crazy. Everything about you drives me insane. You got me wrapped around your little finger, mama.’

‘I can always show you better than I can tell you, you know this.’

You stop reading Joe’s text messages, feeling your wetness in your panties, you get up from the couch and excuse yourself from your friends. You head off to the restroom, needing a minute to yourself. Walking down the hallway, two of Joe’s teammates walk past you giving you a look that you can’t understand. You shrug, already sexually frustrated. Putting your back on the wall, you sigh loudly before opening your phone.

“What’re you doing here by yourself?” You heard Joe’s voice before he towers over you. Grabbing your chin, Joe lifts your head up, “Attempting to get away from you, your teammates, and the horny shit you texting me.” You roll your eyes, looking at any and every thing but Joe.

“..Am I making you uncomfortable?”

“No. I just-

“Can’t handle me. Noted.” You roll your eyes, feening irritation. Of course you can handle everything that comes with Joe. “There’s nothing for me to handle, how can I not tame you if you can’t even show me how much you want me?” You question, tilting your head to the side. Joe laughs while pulling you closer, “Keep talking shit and I’ll show you the other things I can do with that mouth of yours.”

You let out a low moan at Joe’s words. He smirks trailing his hands down your body. You decided to wear a mini skirt, leaving much easy access. Joe let out a growl, realizing that anybody could see what’s under your skirt. He doesn’t know yet, but you decided not to wear any panties with your outfit.

You bite your lip seductively, “How about you show me.”

“You don’t know what you’ve gotten yourself into mama or maybe I could show you the things I want to do to you. You’d like it if the entire club sees me fucking the shit out of you, you want everybody to know you’re mines, hm?”

You whimper when Joe hand reaches up to your throat, squeezing slightly, “I would, I would really like for you to do that.”

“I love when you talk like this, baby.”

Joe does, a lot, he also likes the sound of you moaning his name repeatedly. The moment you two got into his car, he bent you over his lap, spanking you countless over times until your wetness was leaking on his leather seats.

“Can you touch me pretty please, my pussy is so wet for you, Joey.” You whine, pulling your skirt off slowly to show how much you needed Joe to fuck you senseless. Peering his eyes over your way, Joe sees as your chest rises and falls from the heavy breathing you’re doing due to trying to make yourself have an orgasm.

“I’m going to fucking ruin you.”

Those words make you cum, your loud moan couldn’t be controlled.

Joe reached over, running a finger up and down your core, feeling how horny you are for him. He pulled back after a couple of minutes, licking his finger as you stare at him, “You taste so good mama.”

“I do?”

“The prettiest and best pussy ever mama.”

You sit up in the seat, cleaning up the mess you created, “Thank you Joey.”

“Joey? You still think that’s my name at the moment?”

“..What would you like to be called?” You inquire, you knew what he was implying you love the way that Joe has been dirty talking to you.

“I have a few names in mind, ma.” That’s the only thing Joe says to you before the rest of the car ride is silently with the sexual tension getting stronger and stronger.

The moment Joe parks his car in the garage, you slowly make your way inside his house, legs still a bit numb due to your orgasm in his car. You sit on the kitchen counter, taking off your outfit so Joe can use you any way that he wants to. You didn’t realize he has been watching you from the door until you’re finished pulling off your shirt. He has a grin on his face that makes you weak, walking over towards you.

“Can I go down on you?” Joe asks pulling you to the edge of his counter top, you nod with a smile on your face. Joe gets down on his knees, kissing your thighs with light pecks before leaning forward to run his tongue down the slit of your core.

Joe pushes down on your stomach making you rest your back on the cold counter as he continues to devour you. Your back arches once you feel that building tension in your stomach, making a weak attempt to push Joe’s head away he grabs both of your wrist pining them down to the surface.

“Oh fuck, daddy! Please I’m about to cum.” You moan pulling Joe’s hair softly so you wouldn’t hurt him. This is the best head you’ve ever received, Joe has you on cloud nine.

Joe adds two fingers speeding up his pace you so can come all over his face, the idea of Joe being a slut for you made you want to give him whatever he wants.

You cum all over his face, your legs still shaking as Joe pulls you in for a kiss, tasting yourself on your lips. “How did I do beautiful?” Joe asks pulling you off the counter and into his arms, making you wrap your legs around his waist to walk upstairs to his room.

“You did good daddy.” You respond with trailing kisses down his neck. Joe kicks open his bedroom, laying you on the bed while you sit there watching him take off his clothes. You sit up, eyes trained on each other, when Joe pulls your legs apart again leaning down to kiss your stomach.

“Are you ready for me? I don’t want to hurt you. Do you need anything, I want this to be a pleasant experience for you.” Joe says with concern in his voice for you after he’s done leaving love bites down your body.

“Yes, I.. I want this as much as you do, Joe, make me feel good.” You explain, running your hand up and down his chest.

“Do you want me to wear a condom?”

You think for a minute before replying, “No.. I want to feel you inside of me, Joe.”

“Are you-

“I’m positive, I’m comfortable with having sex with you, I promise Joe, I’ll let you know if anything is wrong.” You try to ease Joe with your soft spoken words, kissing him so angelic on his lips.

You feel the tip of Joe’s dick at your entrance, you two both moan at the noises your pussy is making. You grind slowly against Joe to create more friction, Joe’s hands grab your waist to help you.

A loud gasp escapes your throat when Joe fully enters you, thrusting back and forth slowly to create some kind of rhythm here. “This pussy so good mama.” Joe praises after he speeds up the pace, sucking on your nipples. You can’t form not a single thought, so stuck on how good Joe’s fucking you right now.

The way he’s talking to you and treating your body is almost making you want to come so early, but you can’t, not with the feeling of wanting to be here all night long. Everything that Joe has said in regards to his feelings about you, is becoming true. For Joe, to be able to show and make love to the one whose had his heart since elementary school, is a blessing for him. Being able to show affection to you means more than any AFC Championship or Super Bowl win in Joe’s opinion.

"What pretty noises you're making for me, am I making you feel good?" Joe cooed in your ear when he leans forward and tongue kisses you while also fingering your core.

You moan into Joe’s mouth feeling yourself climax all over Joe, looking down at the mess you’ve made, you giggle while licking your cum from off your fingertips. Joe swears under his breath when he sees you do that, “I want you to take you from behind pretty girl.”

You nod your head in response, a whimper comes from your lips when Joe pulls out of you. He turns you around quickly, pushing down on your back so you can arch the way he wants you to. Re-entering you, Joe pulls your hair as your ass bounces on him, “You can take daddy’s dick, right baby?”

“Ah! I can take daddy’s dick!” You cried out when Joe hits your g-spot, making you feel things you haven’t felt in a while.

You turn your head to look at Joe in his eyes, with the way he has you screaming, you probably weren’t going to have a voice in the morning. You don’t mind, because Joe will take care of you, always.

“Move your hands, I’m not fucking playing with you.” Joe demands when you lazily attempt to push him away because of him pounding into you. When Joe realizes you’re not going to move your hands, he grabs both your wrist and holds them together behind your back. You were now definitely seeing stars.

“Are you gonna come for me baby, hm? Can daddy see that pussy leak out with your cum?” Joe asks when he sees your legs shaking meaning you are about to have another orgasm for the night.

“Yes.. fuck! Daddy I’m com-

You chock on your words when your climax hits you like a freight train. Joe grunts lowly, swearing, when seeing your reaction.

“Where you want daddy’s nut, ma?” You turn to look at Joe again before opening your mouth. He pulls out of you and waits for you to kneel, once you’re kneeling, you allow Joe to throat fuck you until his seed is shooting down your throat. You moan, liking the thought of being used like this. You open your mouth to show Joe that you’ve swallowed all of his cum.

Joe pulls you back up on your feet for a kiss, he grabs underneath your ass to hold you up, making you wrap your legs around his waist. He climbs in the bed and you hiss from feeling his dick at your entrance, “Sensitive?” Joe teases, you roll your eyes at his cockiness.

It stays quiet for a while, you two are both sweaty, but neither of you want to get up right now. It feels good to be in one another’s presence right now.

“I’m sorry for getting a little carried away.” Joe apologizes rubbing his finger through the marks he made on your body. You shrug your shoulders with a silly smile on your face, “It’s okay, I enjoyed every moment.”

Joe looks at you with questions in his eyes, “I’m sure, I promise you, you didn’t hurt me nor did I feel uncomfortable. You made me feel really good baby.” You reassure Joe, kissing his lips softly to prove your point.

“Can we talk about the next steps in our.. relationship in the morning? I’m too tired beautiful.” Joe says laying his head on your stomach, you run a finger through his hair, “Of course, I don’t mind my love, I was about to ask if we can go to sleep.”

Joe face lights up with joy, pulling you in for a sleepy tongue kiss, “Thank you, I’ve dreamed about you being in love with me for so long.”

You smile at Joe, “You mean so much to me, Joey.” You yawn unexpectedly and Joe pulls you in to spoon you, your back hitting his chest. You turn around, kissing Joe once last time for the night before going to sleep, “I love you, Joey.”

“I love you more, mama.”