#lsu

[voguesabnxrmal]

𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄, 𝐉𝐎𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖

Pairing ᯓ LSU! Joe Burrow x Reader

Summary ᯓ After LSU's football practice, your boyfriend comes into your dorm wanting something a little special from you.

Warnings ᯓ Smut, oral sex (m! receiver), kissing

Word Count ᯓ 931 Words

Authors note ᯓ Ik this isn’t what i was planning to write first but i needed something out so here you go haha, pls give feedback

𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐝, the night before a big game for your boyfriend and the team. So, being the girlfriend of the quarterback of the team you know how the routine of the day goes.

You know your boyfriend is going to just want to come to you after an extreme effort practice, and just cuddle.

And that's why you don't know how you ended up here.

When Joe walked into your apartment door. He was his normal sweaty sleepy self.

He sat his football bag on your counter and walked over to the couch where you were watching a movie to lean down and give you a kiss. “Im going to go take a shower, okay?” He mumbles against your lips. You nod into the kiss.

After a little while Joe joins you on the couch. You two just sit there a little while watching your show and giving sly glances to each other, the next thing you know you were on your knees with your hands on your thighs between his legs on the floor in front of the couch waiting for him to put his dick on your tongue.

The sight in front of you is a sight for sore eyes. Joe, manspread leaning back on the couch, mouth dangling open as he strokes his red-veiny cock; getting it ready for your mouth. Pre-cum coating the top making your mouth water.

It all turned sexual so fast that it surprises you. You're used to sleepy Joe after practice, not a horny Joe begging you to suck his dick in the middle of your show.

You sure won't pass up that opportunity though.

“You ready?”, he exhales looking at you with hooded eyes. You nod and hum reassuringly, the need making you to the point you can’t talk or think. The only thing on your mind is that quarterback dick in front of you.

He leans forward grabbing the side of your cheek guiding your mouth to his dick, tapping your cheek with his two fingers, “Open up, baby.”

You blush, face getting hot, not because you're embarrassed you've done this with Joe plenty of times, but you're so turned on at how Joe is acting, and the suspense of it all.

You put your hand that was once before on your thigh on the base of his dick giving it a semi-tight squeeze for pressure.

You open your mouth and stick your tongue out, running the tip of your tongue from the bottom to the tip, giving his tip a fast kitten lick.

“Come on baby hurry up or I'm gonna slam it down your throat.” He says gripping the makeshift ponytail he has wrapped around his large hand tighter and pulled you closer to his dick, rolling your eyes at his impatientness. You take his dick fully in your mouth, starting off by slowly bobbing your head letting your throat form into the shape of his dick.

When you finally get accustomed you start to go faster. Your nose hitting his pubic bone the faster and farther you get.

This causes Joe to smile and tighten his grip on your hair.

He starts to push on your head and take control, doing all the work just bobbing you up and down on his dick causing you to gag on it.

He pulls you fully off for a minute, “spit on it,” you do not once, not twice, but to the point his dick is forming white rings from your saliva.

It’s nasty, but it always is anything you give Joe head. He's a 6’4 quarterback he's freaky, what'd you expect getting with him.

You don't put his dick back in your mouth, instead, you start stroking his wet cock with your hand, pulling Joe farther off the edge of the couch. You lean down close to his balls, giving them a squeeze with your free hand.

You lean in closer giving little kitten licks to them before you start to suck on them, feeling Joe’s cock twitch in your hand of the feeling.

You stroke and suck faster and faster, causing him to start to shiver and whimper.

He starts getting louder, his groans, and just sounds in general.

So, you take his balls out of your mouth and become eye level with his dick once again jerking him off harder than before, with that his balls tighten up, and his dick twitches.

You close your eyes and stick your tongue out.

With that, he shoots his load all over your face and tongue. You swallow the reminiscents on your tongue and wipe his bodily fluids off your eyes.

Finally, catching his breath he looks down at you on the floor. “I wanna taste myself on your lips and tongue,” he says, still somewhat out of breath and chest moving up and down.

You climb up on his bare lap, putting your hands on Joe’s cheeks, leaning in to kiss him. He moans at the taste of his cum on your tongue, and sucks on it for a slight minute.

He pulls away with a slight tug of your lips, “God I love you, you treat me so good”, he says standing up heading towards your bedroom.

You giggle at his neediness kissing his lips one more time as he walks you to your bedroom, “It’s for goodluck on your game tomorrow, better go easy with me big boy save some energy for the big game.”

🏷️ : @hotburreaux

[urbancompound]

angel reese for VOGUE

[snowyroads]

my shaylaaa🥹

[aquaholicsanonymousworld]

Slide Away

Pairing: Joe Burrow x Singer!Reader

Summary: Once deeply in love during his LSU days, the pressures of their evolving lives caused their relationship to crumble. Despite their efforts to hold on, the emotional and physical distance proved too great, leading to a quiet but inevitable breakup.

Inspired by: Slide Away by Miley Cyrus

The lights of the stadium had never shined brighter than the night Joe Burrow led LSU to a national championship. It was the night everything changed—for him, for his career, for the life you had envisioned together.

You had been there through it all, from late-night study sessions to early morning workouts, from the nervous anticipation before games to the celebrations that followed victories. You were his constant, and he was yours. But the moment the confetti rained down, signaling the beginning of his NFL journey, the distance between you both began to form, slowly and painfully.

Your music career was taking off in a way you had always dreamed of, and his world was shifting at a speed neither of you could control. The late-night phone calls turned into text messages, then to silence. The distance wasn't just physical anymore—it was emotional, and neither of you had the tools to fix it.

You both tried. You tried to hold on to what once was, to the love that had shaped so much of your lives. But in the end, love wasn’t enough to combat the reality of different schedules, different priorities, different lives. And so, after one last exhausting argument about missed calls and broken promises, you let go.

It wasn’t bitter. It wasn’t ugly. It was just…over.

The months passed, and you found yourself in a studio, pouring your heartbreak into melodies. The words flowed easily because they were the truth:

Once upon a time it was paradise Once upon a time I was paralyzed Think I'm gonna miss these harbor lights But it's time to let it go

You thought about the nights in Baton Rouge, the way you’d sit on the hood of his car, looking at the city lights reflecting off the water. How you had believed in forever back then. But forever wasn’t real. Not for the people you had become.

Once upon a time it was made for us Woke up one day, it had turned to dust Baby, we were found, but now we're lost So it's time to let it go

You weren’t seventeen anymore. You weren’t the girl who thought love could withstand anything. And he wasn’t the boy who had promised that no matter where life took him, he’d always find his way back to you.

Move on, we're not seventeen I'm not who I used to be You say that everything changed You're right, we're grown now

When the song dropped, the world speculated. The whispers about Joe being the inspiration grew louder, but he never said a word. Neither did you. Because this wasn’t about drama or making a statement. It was about closure.

One day, you got a text from him. No preamble, no unnecessary words.

“It’s a beautiful song.”

And that was enough.

Joe had his life. You had yours. And though they had once intertwined so perfectly, they had unraveled into something different now.

So you let the memory of him slide away, just like he had let you.

[doubleclutch]

White America gone hate Angel Reese after tonight lol

[swiftiesusa]

here y’all go again..

[snowyroads]

interesting photo choice 🤨

[voguesabnxrmal]

let us get a peek at your drafts 👀

Imma just show the titles and pics to give you an idea and let you guys guess

[k8023]

Sorry if this has already been posted but I figured you'd appreciate this @wickedfun9

Posted by nfloncbs on IG

[lobaznyuk]

KJ JOHNSON (9.9), CHASE BROCK (9.925), ALEAH FINNEGAN (9.925), KALIYA LINCOLN (9.925)

[meameagirl]

Five years ago Joe Burrow won the Heisman💜💛

[blackgirlsreverything]

“All year, I was critiqued about who I was. I don’t fit the narrative. I’m too hood, I’m too ghetto. This is for the girls that looked like me. It was bigger than me tonight. I’m happy. I felt I helped grow women’s basketball.”

- Angel Reese @angelreese10

[vamptizm]

oh lord… they want me dead huh. all those HAND SHOTS

[suckerforblondeathletes]

Dating Hailey van lith hcs?

𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐕𝐚𝐧 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

I’m just going to write a few and go into detail later!

Flirty!!! Always flirting with you no matter how long y’all have been dating.

Def a Ma girl as well ‘You did so good ma’

A yes ma’am girl as well. (I think they all are tbh)

Sassy too. ‘I’m not doing that’ or ‘you did not eat that’ and then goes into detail on how the plate is still there untouched and getting cold.

Def likes to keep y’all’s relationship on the dl. She knows how the public acts when a good and well known athlete is gay or in a relationship. But drops hints every now and then.

Loves your ass, like you always catch her looking and she plays it off like nothing happened. Or if she’s feeling turned on she will just look at you and smirk when you catch her.

Says ‘GYAT’ like every day. I just feel like she will say that a lot.

Def braids your hair like hers a lot. Just for luck like if you play a sport.

CLINGY but like I said. In private. But I feel like her first time kissing you in public is when she won like the championships and she ran to the stands and kissed you.

I WILL WRITE MORE IN A BIT!!!♡︎

[bengalsbliss]

This is hilarious!!😂