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the-adventures-of-dave · 1 year

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im not saying this to come at you, as a bengal owner myself (though i do not plan to purchase any more of them), but aren’t there issues of ethicality surrounding the bengal breed as well, because of their wild cat blood? in particular ive heard stories from vets online regarding the fact that they do not handle visits the way fully domestic animals do and can be dangerous as a result. i see this in my own bengal as well despite his coming from a reliable and reputable breeder and regularly receiving comments from vets that he is very well behaved for the breed. despite being generations down, the wild blood has a clear effect on how well he handles shots, flea treatments, etc. however, outside of vets, very few people seem to actually discuss this matter in relation to the breed. i had personally not even thought about it until i saw them compared to wolfdogs, so i thought to bring it up to you in case you were the same.

Hey there anon, it's no trouble at all! I'll split this into two parts. It's gonna be a long one, so take a look under the cut for my answers (and a very cute photo of Kep).

The question about aggression is interesting to me, as I've never actually heard of bengal-specific aggression before. To vetblr and catblr, what are your experiences with bengal aggression? Do you find the breed leans one way or another?

On that note, let's look at aggression. Like I said, this ask is actually the first I've ever heard of bengal cats being aggressive! Of all the bengal owners I've talked to, both breeders and your average folk, none mentioned anything about human or cat aggression in bengals. As a high energy breed, bengals are known to be environmentally destructive when understimulated, but I can't find anything supported by science stating the breed is any more or less human/cat aggressive than your regular tabby. In talking to both my vet and acquaintances that work at vet clinics, they've all only had positive things to share about bengal personalities.

In my own F7 bengal experience Kepler is as sweet as a button, and even in high stress situations like parties or vet visits he is calm and friendly. He's never had issues with shots, ultrasounds, flea treatments, or handling from the vet. (Dave my domestic shorthair, on the other hand, needs multiple drugs including complete anesthetic to prevent him from hurting himself or veterinary staff, and has a greater history of aggressive behaviour). I actually purchased Kepler because the bengal personality seemed a lot safer and more consistent than adopting a dsh from the shelter and risking owning two aggressive cats.

(A photo of Kepler at the fear free vet, allowing them to lay him on his back for an ultrasound and urine collection.)

Regarding ethics, the issue most look to is the Wild x Domestic cross of the asian leopard cat and domestic shorthair. In the United States and other countries with lax animal welfare laws, poaching and private ownership of servals to create the Savannah breed is an ongoing issue, so it makes sense to want to apply the same logic to bengals.

The reason the cross is not an issue to me personally is that the bengal is considered a "closed breed" under the TICA and CFA, meaning that breeders can no longer register and show <F4 bengals or create new bengal bloodlines by outcrossing to the asian leopard cat. As of this change reputable registered bengals are considered a fully domestic cat and not a wild cross.

(The CFA breed standard stating no bengal can be outcrossed to asian leopard cats.)

This means that so long as you source your pet from a registered and reputable breeder, you are not contributing to the poaching or the unethical breeding of wild mixes. It's a fantastic inclusion, as it also actively discourages people from poaching, owning and breeding wildlife. It also makes it clear to potential cat owners like myself which breeders to avoid (ie. those that don't register or show their "bengals").

As an Albertan Canadian I also have further peace of mind as it is illegal for people in this province to own or import wildlife or wild mixes F4 or below, so there is no chance of getting a poached cat (or its offspring) unless I went to the black market or a particularly shady breeder.

Are there people in the United States and other countries that still cross domestics with ALCs? Most definitely. But I personally don't think that owning a cat that is;

Purchased from a reputable breeder;

Barred by law to be a recent outcross; and

Registered under a cat fancy that discourages outcrossing

actively supports modern poaching or unethical wildlife ownership. Cat fancy has taken steps to minimize the harm of bengal breeding and ownership on wildlife while still preserving a bit of cat history. Those steps are sufficient enough for me to be comfortable with it, and I hope that breeds like the savannah cat follow in their footsteps with a closed breed standard.

That being said, if the history of the bengal upsets you or is something that rubs you the wrong way, I wouldn't fault you for it. Wildlife and animal welfare is a bit of a tricky business, and it's not always black and white. Just make sure to do your research and be open to multiple opinions. I appreciate you reaching out to me, and I hope my own thoughts have given you something to think about, even if you don't agree. Cheers!

#long post #like super long #im so sorry lmao #thanks for the ask!#cat breeds #bengals #i love bengals #i could go on forever about bengals #bengals are the light of my life #(and dave too i also love him)#apologies if that sounded at all condescending that wasn't my intention #i just get really into talking about cats

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f-rg-tmigej · 1 year

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Andra advent Ayla sitter och tittar ut på grannar och duvor ur vardagsrumsfönstret. Varje gång jag tryckte av kameran för att ta en bild, var hon snabbt framme för gos, så det blev ett par rundor fram och tillbaka innan hon tillslut stannade och lät mig hinna med att ta i alla fall ett foto. Alla har haft en fin söndag hemma. En del fix men mycket slappande också. Kanske en långsammare dag om ni frågar Idun, men få orkar vara i hennes tempo, haha. Vi människor (pekar på mig) som är lite trötta och stela får gör det bästa utav mörkret och unna oss varma drycker, ljus, serier och att ta det lite piano. Men tror det är viktigt att också röra på sig och inte bli stel (skyldig till detta själv men blivit bättre) Balans är det bästa och att du har kul såklart. Ser fram emot ny vecka och måndag imorgon <3

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dear-bunnyboo · 9 months

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i am suffering from the worst writers block ever! i only really had inspiration to write this fic in general so updates on my other requests and fics will take a little more time :)

IDGAF means “i don’t give a fuck” by the way for those who don’t know. I also had to research an appropriate job description this reader can brag about, enjoy! ;)

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Joe Burrow x Reader

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You notice the Bengals’ new staff member flirting with your boyfriend, however, Joe thinks that you are acting childish for saying so— you decide to show Joe that you didn't give a fuck.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 18+ mature content, cursing, in denial!Joe, light angst, fluff, flirting, arguing, jealousy?, established relationship, party setting, mentions of alcohol consumption, slight sexual tension, some dirty talking, smut?, pda, allusion to sex, sexual tension, no cheating!, badass!reader, slight groveling, paparazzi

𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐜. 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 || 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

The speakers were blaring all throughout the club— the colorful flashing lights danced across each and everyone’s skin as it circles the place.

Sitting with your legs crossed you giggled as you listened to one of your closest friend rant about a recent embarrassing moment that happened to her at her office— you are currently surrounded by the entire Cincinnati Bengals team at the VIP area of the club— the staff, crew, coaches, players, and their significant others celebrating their win at the AFC Championship not long ago.

You were sitting prettily next to a couple of WAGs wearing a copper halter neck jumpsuit that hugged your body in the right places, showcasing your curves while accentuating your height— alternating from taking a sip from your drink and nodding to what your friends were discussing, not long after, you felt a familiar warm heat land on your upper thigh.

Looking to your right, you were met with your boyfriend, Joe who was busy speaking with Sam and Tee— his eyes trained on them, however, his large hands was on your right thigh, running his hands up and down, occasionally squeezing it from time to time.

Joe was a very private person especially when it comes to his personal life. So he is not the type of guy who would do PDA and you were okay with that— it was never really your goal to flaunt your relationship with Joe out in the open— in fact, you enjoy the moments you have in private, the Joe you and only you can see.

“You should send me that video. It sounds way too good to be true.” you chucked, brushing the strands of your hair away from your face as you jokingly pointed at your friend— teasing her about the failed tiktok she attempted to do in her office that her boss caught her doing.

“If I do, you’ll have to do it with me.” She laughs.

Before you could reply back, Joe interrupted you from your conversation, “Babe, I’d like you to meet someone.” He said.

Turning to look at your boyfriend, you were met with an unfamiliar redhead.

“This is, Stacie— she is the new athletic trainer of the team.” Joe introduced her.

Getting a good look at the girl, she was pretty, Stacie was a little bit shorter than you, with red hair that was curled behind her, she was wearing a white dress, and she had a huge smile on her face that rubbed you the wrong way— you were all for women supporting women but you can smell bitches from a mile away.

It’s a talent.

It was a self defense mechanism.

You grew up in a well-off family— that only meant fake friends, fake love, fake sympathies, fake laughs— fake smiles. Growing up in such way you have learned to spot the difference from the people who genuinely enjoy your company and the people who wanted to be best friends because your dad drove a Rolls Royce.

“Hi, Stacie. I’m Y/N, nice to meet you.” you greeted her with a soft smile that funnily enough was as fake as hers.

“Do you also work for the Bengals? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you around the facility.” Stacie asked, turning her head to look at you and then at Joe.

“No, I don’t work there— I’m Joe’s girlfriend.”

And just like that her plastered smile faltered by a second— a twitch that only you managed to catch.

“Stacie has been helping me with my knee a lot.” Your boyfriend chimes in making the redhead peer up at the quarterback in awe at the acknowledgment, you could practically hear her purring.

Shaking your head off those thoughts, you took a deep breath and managed to give Stacie a real smile, “Thank you, I’m glad he’s in good hands.” I nodded at her, cause at the end of the day, she was good at her job— she wouldn’t be qualified for hire if she wasn’t. That’s all you cared about— that Joe was being taken care of, especially when it comes to his injuries.

You trusted Joe with every ounce of your being and he trusted you— there was no reason for you to nitpick on every little detail you find off from that woman. You trusted your boyfriend’s judgement, and knowing Joe, you know how hard it is for him to trust people as well— so as long as he thinks she’s cool then you’re cool.

You were rising above.

“Oh, he’s in very good hands.” Stacie giggled before running her hand up and down your boyfriend’s bicep.

Looking towards Joe, he simply chucked in response.

You could feel your eye twitch.

You were rising above— You repeated in your head as if it was some sort of mantra.

Joe was being nice. That’s it. He is a nice man.

“So, Y/N, right? Let me tell you— I have been enjoying my time as an AT for the Bengals. Joe has been doing so well and has helped me feel right at home.” She giggles again before continuing, “I’m sorry, I’m talking too much about myself. How about you? What do you do?” She asks.

What do I do?— Joe fucking Burrow that’s what.

“I’m a creative director” you sipped on your drink side eyeing Joe as he laughs with Ja’marr— still refusing to acknowledge the fact that Stacie’s hand was still on him.

“Aw, that’s cute. For who?” she raised her eyebrow, taunting you as she feigned interest.

“Vogue.”

That seems to shut her up for the meantime.

You weren’t one to brag about the achievements and blessings in your life but she was pushing your last buttons— Joe included.

“I’ll go grab a drink.” Stacie told Joe as if he cared where she was headed.

You silently watched her walk towards the bartender before making your way closer to Joe who turned towards you in time. Your boyfriend eyed you up and down before placing a kiss on the temple of your forehead.

“You look like you were having fun with Stacie, If I wasn’t mistaken it seems like you found another best friend, huh?” Joe moved closer towards you as you stoically stared at him.

“It sounds like you are mistaken cause I wasn’t having fun at all.” You said to him in a lighthearted way, almost sarcastic as you watched his eyebrows furrow in confusion.

“You’re not having fun, baby?” Joe questions circling his arms around your waist.

“I was having fun— not with her though and I don’t think we’ll be friends anytime soon.” You shrugged not bothering to explain as you laid your head on his chest.

“What do you mean?”

Rolling your eyes, you lifted your head to look back up at the quarterback, “Joe, she clearly has a thing for you, she’s been flirting at you the entire time— right in front of my face too.” you sighed.

Joe simply shook him head, “She wasn’t, babe. She was just being nice.”

“Oh, I didn’t know being nice involved caressing someone’s bicep in front of that someone’s girlfriend.” You said sarcastically as you pushed yourself off of Joe’s embrace.

“Babe, she’s a touchy person that’s it. That doesn’t mean she was flirting.” Joe runs his hand across his hair frustratedly as he stared at you. You don’t know why Joe is deciding to act stupid— it was either he was playing stupid or he was just stupid and you hoped for it to be the latter— which concluded to Joe being stupid.

You eyed your boyfriend’s innocence, yeah, let’s call it that. Chuckling, you gave Joe a look, “Joe, baby, she’s flirting— hundred percent. She looks at you as if you cured cancer and I don’t blame her. Hell, millions of people look at you that way, Joe and I’m fine with that. My problem with her is the fact that not only was she disrespecting you with her touching but she was also disrespecting me by doing so.”

“Joe, I don’t mind her liking you— I trust you and I know for a fact that you won’t do anything to destroy that trust but what I cannot take is disrespect, Joey you know that.” you finished softly, hoping your boyfriend could take a hint.

“I know that, baby— but I’m just saying she’s a friend who is being friendly that’s it.”

Joe was being stubborn and you don’t think that screaming at him in public was technically “rising above”.

Before you could reply back, Stacie nudges her way between you and Joe— the redhead now had her arms wrapped around your boyfriend’s neck, making Joe lean down to her height so that she can whisper whatever to his ear.

You were pretty sure you had steam coming out of your ears as you watched Joe let her do whatever to him. It takes time for Joe to warm up to people, it took you a year of friendship for him to be even comfortable with you touching him— platonically even.

Now watching your boyfriend have absolutely no problem letting a woman he just met touch him is hurting you.

Zach Taylor calls Stacie over to introduce her to more people, ultimately leaving you and Joe in your seats as you listened to the pumping music in the background that accompanied the ringing in your ear.

“Wow, am I third-wheeling?” you joked, trying to mask the pain and anger lingering in your voice but to no avail it shows.

“What are you talking about, baby?” Joe turns back towards you with a confused yet frustrated look on his face which was pissing you off even more.

“Don’t fucking baby me, Joseph. What the fuck was that? You just let her touch you like that it front of me? I don’t know if you’ve been tackled way too hard today but you have seem to forget that I’m your girlfriend.” You argued, silently thanking the loud music for masking your voice and the dark lights for hiding your now pissed off look.

There were fans all around the bar— thankfully they were outside the VIP lounge but that didn’t stop them from taking pictures and videos of their favorite NFL players— you didn’t need videos of you and Joe fighting in public.

“Again with this? Y/N, seriously you’re being childish— stop being so fucking jealous and for the last time she’s being friendly.” Joe grunts as he finishes his entire drink in frustration.

Childish and jealous

Childish is what your so-called friends would call you back in high school when you confronted them for using you for money. Childish is what they called you when you refused to be their friend anymore. Childish is what your boyfriend of four years calls you for after defending a bitch that was flirting with him.

And jealous?

Bitch please. You were never jealous. Not once were you jealous of anyone in your life. You were the only child in a wealthy family— you had loving parents who spoiled you, you went to the best schools, had the best clothes, you have the best job that people will kill for, you have real friends that cared about you, as much as Joe was pissing you off— he was the best boyfriend.

You weren’t jealous of her, she was jealous of you.

You love Joe with all your being but if he even thinks about cheating on you with her or anyone in that matter— then they can have him.

Yes, he’s the Joe Burrow. The number one overall draft pick, the star player and quarterback of Cincinnati Bengals— but you were you, you were simply better.

And you’ve had it— having the Joe Burrow as your boyfriend has its ups and downs and you've learned to navigate through it together after years and years but this was something Joe needs to figure this out alone since he wants to act dumb.

Joe Burrow have officially crossed you in a way he hasn’t before and after this you know he’s gonna wish he hadn’t.

“Ok. I’m gonna go dance.” you said nonchalantly before leaving your boyfriend alone more confused now than ever as he watches you leave with the a few WAGs to the dance floor which was filled with people.

“Girl, are you ok? That Stacie was flirting with Joe so hard. Did you talk to him?”

“What did Joe say?”

“I swear to God if she makes a move on my man next — she’s gonna get fired.”

“Did you you two fight?”

All the questions being thrown you as you all danced in your own circle. You gave them a brief rundown of what happened they stared at you shocked.

“So? What are you gonna do?” One of them asked.

“Absolutely nothing.” You smiled as you moved your hips around to the beat.

“What?!” A collective response was met with a smirk on your face.

“He’s gonna figure it out all on his own— as of now, I don’t give a fuck.”

As you took on if the girls’ hands, dancing together to Reminder by The Weeknd which was ironically perfect for your situation— you felt heat from the side of your head, you didn’t need to turn around to know that Joe was staring at you— you wanted him to.

“Y/N, Joe is undressing you with his eyes.” one of your friends says nodding towards Joe.

You simply gave her a grin, “I’m hot. Who wouldn’t, honestly?”

“Miss Stacie looks like a kicked puppy and Joe is sat far away from her— seems like your plan is working.”

Of course it is.

You knew that without you next to Joe that Stacie would make her move— that gave your boyfriend all the time in the world to realize that you were right all along.

You feigned innocence, still dancing and singing to the song as one of your friends started to film you and the others.

“Ever time you try to forget who I am, I’ll be right there to remind you again— you know me~” you sang to the camera.

As you continued to dance, Joe couldn’t help but stare at you— a cloud of emotion lingering in him. He was very much in love with you and how good you are at moving your hips, he was guilty for calling childish and arguing with you, he was angry at himself for not believing you, he was also thoroughly furious at Stacie.

As soon as you left to dance, after replying to him unemotionally that scared that absolute shit out of him— Stacie immediately latched onto his side, giggling over something she found amusing that Joe seems to find himself not caring.

“Joe you look really good in this.” She says leaning towards him as she twirled her finger around his chest which ultimately rang red alarms all over Joe’s head— taunting him almost.

“Thanks” Joe says clearly uncomfortable as he politely moved her away from him but to his surprise she moved again towards him again, her mouth now on his ears as she whispered, “Do you wanna go somewhere more quiet, Joey?”

That was it for Joe.

He pushed her off him and quickly stood up— and glared at the redhead, the same redhead he defended to his girlfriend who was convinced she was disrespectful for flirting with him— and she was right.

Y/N is always right and Joe hated himself for not believing his girlfriend of four years.

“Stacie, I have a girlfriend who is not far from here and overall, you technically work for me, so this is unprofessional.” Joe said firmly to the redhead who just stared at him like she didn’t care.

Maybe because she didn’t.

“So? That’s why I asked you if we could go somewhere quiet. No one has to know.” She smirked.

And just like that he lost all the respect he has for her.

“I love my girlfriend and you both disrespected me and her. I’ll be talking with Zach in the morning about this— this is against a lot of the companies rules. I’ll also request for Zach to assign me a different AT— goodbye.” He turned his back towards her and sat himself in between Tee, Sam and Ja’marr who laughed at him.

“Took you long enough.” Ja’marr shook his head looking at him.

“What? How did you know?” The quarterback asks his friends who looked at him as if he was stupid.

He was.

“Everyone could see her flirting with you, man. It was painfully obvious— Zach already said he’s gonna talk to Stacie tomorrow. Don’t think she’ll have a job in the morning.” Ja’marr explained before chugging his drink down.

“And you didn’t bother telling me?” Joe asked exasperated, disbelief in his face as he stared at his friends.

“First of all, you’re a grown man— you should have figured out yourself a long time ago and secondly, your girlfriend told us not to do anything and according to her ‘to let you figure it out’” Tee explained doing air quotes with his fingers.

“She told you?”

“Yeah, we threatened to beat you up when we saw Stacie on you but your girl had other plans.”

Joe remained stunned thoughts circling his head as he watched you grind you hips against the other girls.

“Stop drooling and apologize to her, man.” Sam snapped Joe out of his viewing experience.

Without a second thought Joe’s long legs took him right behind you in just a few strides.

You didn’t need to see who was behind you to know that Joe was towering over you— a familiar heat draws you to him like magnetic, that and your friends gave you cheeky grins and winks before dispersing across the club.

However, you kept your back towards him, refusing acknowledge his presence. Knowing Joe, you knew that he was gonna take you somewhere private and quiet to talk— away from people seeing but to your surprise, Joe wraps his arms around you making you stiffen up before relaxing in his hold.

Joe was dancing behind you.

Good Lord— your handsomely hot boyfriend’s 6’4 stature was grinding onto you from behind.

What in the literal fuck.

“Joe wha– what are you doing?” You managed to choke out as you fought a moan coming out of your mouth as you felt his now hard length grind on your ass.

“Do you feel that? Huh, baby? That’s what you do to me, Y/N.” Joe breathes out into your hair.

“I know but why here? Let’s go somewhere els–” you rushed not wanting your boyfriend to feel obligated to do such things despite his discomfort in public display of affection.

“No. Baby I want to. You’re right, you’re right, you’re right. I’m so sorry, baby. You’re right about everything and I realize that now— you don’t have to worry about her anymore, I’ve dealt with it, my love.”

Turning around to face Joe, you see the sincerity, the vulnerability, the guilt, and anger in his eyes.

You knew he meant every word.

“I was never worried about her. I was worried about you.” You simply answered him, giving him a tight lipped smile, making him lean his forehead onto yours— determined more now than ever to see your real smile.

“I’m sorry for not believing you, I’m sorry for arguing with you and calling you such things, I’m sorry for making you think that I didn’t care— I do, baby. I love you so much.” Joe just kept on going, hoping to see your bright smile back up at him again.

“It hurt you know. It took me years to get you to be comfortable with me— and that’s only for our friendship but then watching you be so comfortable with her in such a short amount of time— it hurt.” you confessed, fiddling with your fingers as you watch the pain fill Joe’s face in the realization.

“I didn’t mean to make you feel that way. I’m sorry— but did you know why I was so uncomfortable with you touching me when we first started hanging out? It was because I was crushing on you hard, Y/N. I new it was you the moment we became friends and every time you hugged me, touched me, kissed me, it felt like I would go insane— I still do.”

Joe caresses your arms as he explains, slowly placing them around his neck as he swayed the two of you slowly— the two of you in your little corner of the club, the dancing bodies of strangers now became nothing but the background.

It was just you and Joe.

“But you know what I realized? Fuck it. I’m sorry it took me four years but fuck it. Who cares if they see us dancing in public? Who cares if videos of us touching each other reaches the internet? Everyone knows we’re dating— who cares? They should be worried about what we do in private.” Joe rants to himself mostly before whispering the last part in your ear— his soft lips kissing your earlobe before making its way down to your neck.

Joe licks and sucks onto the most sensitive part of your neck— marking you for the world to see, knowing very well the amount of fans and paparazzi were waiting for them outside.

“Let me take you home, Y/N. So that everyone will know your mine if they don’t already— I want all of them to know, the fans, the media, that bitch Stacie.” Joe continues before placing a wet kiss on your mouth, your tongues both fighting for dominance, teeth clashing as your lips gets sucked between his— Joe’s hands caressing every part of your body.

“I love you, please let me show you how much.” Joe practically begs making your squeeze your legs together even more.

“Take me home then.” you challenged a devilish smile forming on your face.

And before you know it, Joe was dragging you out of the club not even bothering to say goodbye to everyone— once you and Joe reached the outside, you were greeted by cameras taking pictures of you and Joe— your boyfriend keeps you locked in between his arms as you two navigated towards his car, heading home for the next party to begin.

You were right about one thing today: That Stacie was a two-faced bitch.

However, Joe was right about two things today: One, is the paparazzi did in fact wrote articles about the fresh hickeys on your neck as you and Joe raced out of the club disheveled, ultimately causing a stir in the media— and two, he did in fact love you very very very much and he showed you in a lot of different ways.

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joeys-babe · 7 months

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Backstory

You and Joe defied all odds as high school sweethearts. It was the basic story; you were on the cheer team while he was the quarterback of the football team. Everyone around you said it wouldn’t last, and once Joe was committed to Ohio State you started questioning if your relationship would last as well.

Even with Joe in Columbus and you in Athens completing your senior year of high school, it was you two against the world. You FaceTime’d every chance you got and it seemed that long distance brought you two closer. When Joe transferred to LSU and was taking all online classes, it was a lot easier for you two to have time together.

It wasn’t long till Joe was back in Ohio with the Bengals, you seriously couldn’t be any more proud of him than you were when he was the #1 pick of the draft.

In 2022 when the team won the AFC Championship, Joe surprised you with a quick drive down to Athens where he would propose to you in the most romantic way possible. You both celebrated the engagement with your families around you.

That offseason started when the team lost the Super Bowl and though Joe was devastated, he couldn’t be too sad knowing that he was marrying his best friend that offseason.

Just right before the next season started you found out you were pregnant, and you and Joe were ecstatic. You’d soon find out that you were expecting twins.

These Imagines follow you and Joe through the NFL, parenthood, and living the best life possible.

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Out Of My League flashbacks to high school, OSU, and LSU here!

(☆ = Trends or pranks on Joe!)

Imagines

Reception*

Double Trouble

Welcome To The Jungle

Who’s That Girl With Him?

You Make Loving Fun*

#6 and #9

Get It On* ☆

Kiss Me* ☆

Birthday Boy

Touchdown Celebrations

A Day In The Life

Let Your Love Flow*

Caught Up In You

Easter

Birthday*

You’re All I Need To Get By*

Take It Easy

Crazy Love / I'm So Tired

Feel Like Makin’ Love*

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Blurbs

Take My Breath Away

Water ☆

Say You Love Me ☆

Drive My Car ☆

Santa

Kiss an Angel Good Mornin’

Baby, It's Cold Outside ☆

Lights

Wonderful Christmastime

Strawberry Acai ☆

Can’t Help Falling in Love ☆

Isn’t She Lovely

Yogurt ☆ / Can't Take My Eyes off You

With A Little Help From My Friends ☆

Dinosaur ☆ kinda

Hickey ☆

Boyfriend ☆

Blank Space ☆

Psycho ☆

Angel Eyes ☆

Joy Of My Life ☆

I Love a Rainy Night

The Real MVP (Flashforward)

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cheriladycl01 · 2 months

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Max Verstappen x American Fem Red Bull Driver

Max is in love with her and wants a chance to make her happy, but she can't forget her ex-boyfriend, with whom she has an on-and-off relationship. Her ex-boyfriend is not a total stranger. Joe Burrow, one of the main players of the current generation of American football, in which he plays as quarterback for the Cincinatti Bengals, has known Y/N since childhood, as they are both from the state of Ohio, he is also very passionate about her and tries to make the relationship continue at a distance, as she lives in Monaco. Y/N needs to make a decision about who will occupy the space in her heart. P.S: I don't know anything about American football, but one day a Joe Burrow edit appeared on TikTok and I fell in love with it. This is not to mention anything related to American football, just to mention that Burrow also wants to fight Max for her heart.

Take my heart and do as you want - Max Verstappen x RedBullDriver! Reader x Joe Burrow

Plot: You are a RedBull driver with one of the most notable relationships on the grid due to it's on and off nature. After a really rocky patch, they are currently broken up and she starts to see her team-mate in a different light.

Credit to a-moment-captured for the GIF

You'd had the best season of your life after being promoted to RedBull. But that came with it being an insanely busy season, more exhausting and more duties to attend to. When you were in the beta RB team it hadn't really mattered as you weren't as admired as a driver on the grid but now being in a top performing team there was definitely more media attention on you.

This really affected your relationship with your now ex-boyfriend Joe Burrow, you'd dated him when you were both in high school and continued that relationship on into your adult lives.

At first when you didn't have the money to move out of state because all your money, and all your parents money went on racing, which wasn't as cheap or easy a career path as it was for Joe getting into Football and being given scholarships for college.

You had to work tooth and nail for your place in the sport. But you and Joe recently had been struggling with, well just being together in general. You'd made the decision to move to Monaco it made sense as a lot of your colleagues and friends resided there and now that you were earning more from being in Red Bull, it meant that you benefited from the tax regime there.

But that move put a massive strain on your relationship with Joe, you'd know each other for years and were childhood sweethearts, so of course you tried long distance.

It was hard because it wasn't just long distance, you both had such busy schedules that finding just time to call each other was unlikely.

Eventually Joe called it quits over the phone, the very next day you crashed out when Charles Leclerc's brakes disconnected and he cut you off going into a turn.

Joe had text you straight away that he was flying out to come and see you and make sure you were okay.

Thus was the start of the post-relationship era into the weird era where nobody not even yourselves knew if you were together or not. You loved each other so much, you were each others first in everything and this is the man you thought you'd end up marrying one day.

To the media, you were in this weird on and off relationship. When your schedules linked up, you were seen together for days on end be that in a random country where you race was, a football stadium in America where you were cheering him on, or in your new home of Monaco. But when you weren't together or close to having to separate you'd be seen arguing and fighting. You'd once even gone as far as to an-add each other on socials when a video came out of Joe in a club where he looked pretty close and cosy with a girl.

You obviously knew you couldn't stop him from seeing other people, that would be insane but you would have liked confirmation that you guys were seeing other people. As that would have been your final straw to cut emotional tie's with Joe.

Joe was special to you, and you thought he always would be. There was part of you that would always love him, and there was part of him that would always love you. But it was hard to ever let go of that which is where this vicious back and forth cycle came from.

However, the most recent time you'd been in one of your off periods your team-mate Max who you'd known also from childhood, not as early on as Joe but from about age 13 when you were doing Karting had started acting differently towards you.

"Hey Y/N, I saw these and remembered you like them" he said on the first occasion handing you a box of chocolates that you only really would treat yourself to around Christmas.

"Hey Y/N, I brought you this last weekend because you won!" he exclaimed handing you a little Monaco flag on a keychain because you won your race there.

"Hey Y/N! Marko said you needed a drink, so i brought you that Gauva juice your trainer makes for you" he smiled handing you the glass while you were sat in the Red Bull hospitality watching your on board from FP1.

And it continued, random little acts and gifts. Max had always been rather affectionate to you even before you were team-mates, sending you small compliments and making extra efforts when he pulled your name out for secret Santa.

You also started to notice his sourness whenever Joe was around particularly when you guys were racing on home turf where all of your friends came from.

"Joe baby, can you grab my helmet for me?" you asked him politely as you struggled getting all your wispy bits of hair tucked fully into your balaclava. However, he was scrolling on his phone, not listening to the request at hand.

"Here you go, at least I listen... unlike some of us" Max frowned looking directly at Joe to see even if that would get a reaction form him, which it did.

"Oh I'm sorry love. It's so loud in these garages! Here let me put it on for you. You know I like doing that!" he smiles at you placing his phone in his pocket and looking towards you.

"Thank you for grabbing it Max!" you smile at your team-mate before handing it to Joe. He makes sure your braid is in the best position before slipping it onto your head and kissing the top of you helmet. He kept looking over at Max the whole time.

He'd always been a little suspicious of Max's intentions towards his girlfriend, even before the move to become his team-mate and now that they shared a garage it was ten times worse.

He was constantly worried he was loosing you and the more you focused on your sport the more you would be prey to Max's advances and he'd win you over which Joe didn't want at all.

Joe loved you and he always would which is what hurt so much about the distance created between you two.

"Good luck in the race baby. i love you so much and your gonna do great!" he smiles down at you.

You give him a hug before running off to the garage where they would roll your car out onto track ahead of the formation lap.

You won that race, you and Max had a tense race constantly taking over one another while defending together from Lando who was in P3 until the last two laps where you got the upper hand and pushed in front despite being on the older tires.

Come the next race weekend you and Joe had probably had one of your most spiteful arguments to date.

"No, because why is it always me making the travel?" he had asked you.

"Because you play in just America baby. I drive round the world and it fucks me up with all the time difference changes espeically if I'm doing the Middle East back to you or Australia back to you" you try to explain but you could tell he was getting more frustrated with everything yoy said.

"Look, I love you, and you know I do. But right now I feel like I'm the only one making the effort!" he sighs rubbing his head.

"How can you say that?" you gasped in horror thinking of all the things you had sacrificed to try and make this work.

"It's always me coming to see you, you're never home anymore. I see your parents more than you do. All our friends miss you but your out here playing happy driver?" he chides throwing his hands up in exasperation.

"You know The States haven't been my home in a while Joe. How dare you fucking say this when you're the one who gave up on us first! I fought for us but YOU said you couldn't do this distance. Then when it got to much you came crawling back begging for my forgiveness..." you said raising your voice.

"It's just not fair when I'm making all these sacrifices for you and I see nothing in return!" he exclaims looking at you as you stood up to go get a glass of water.

"How is it just you making sacrifices! I declined my first shot in a RedBull seat for you and they gave it to Checo! I'm lucky they asked me a second time to replace him! Not many other people would have had that offer. I send you money to help pay for the house because I chose to move out! I've left the race track without doing media duties so i can catch a 15 hour direct flight just to come see you, yet I don't do enough?" you yell at him.

"Y/N please let's not argue. You know I love you and I'd do anything for you, for us please!" he cries looking at you his eyes a little glassy from the argument.

"No! I've been so stressed these path months and you keep telling me, it's fine, its going to be fine, we're going to be fine, this bad patch will pass soon, when all i wanted was you to comfort me and hug me and tell me it's okay to feel that way not try and dismiss my feelings!" you scream at him and he looks at you in shock.

After that it was like something possessed both of you to say what you both hated about the other which when you looked at it after they were actually all the things you loved about him because they were what made him, well him the man you fell in love with.

However, it was such a bad breakup that Joe was once again spotted in a night club. He'd text you the next morning apologizing saying he didn't mean any of it and it was just all a really big mistake.

You'd spent the day crying in your drivers room before the start of FP1. You felt so alone and like you couldn't talk to anyone.

"Y/N?" you heard the soft Dutch accent ask from the other side of the door. You held your sobs in and waited until it sounded like Max had left before you let a jagged breath out.

"Y/N, let me come in" you hear Max as making you get up and unlock the little bolt on the door.

"Are you-" he asks before he can fully look at you. You go back to the sofa and curl up into the ball you were in before he got there.

"Oh Schat, come here" he says as he takes a seat next to you with his arms open.

"I don't know what to do!" you cried into him while he played with your hair and rubbed your back comfortingly.

"Why do you keep doing this to yourself" he sighs pulling your chin up and looking you in the eyes.

"What do you mean?" you ask cocking your head to the side.

"This on and off toxic, viscous circle with Joe. It's not healthy and you only ever make yourself upset" he sighs, pulling some hair behind your ear.

"I don't know..." you sigh, thinking about all of it.

"Maybe I can help" he smiles. In Max's mind this may be the only chance he gets to admit his feeling for you, to you. And he wasn't going to waste that opportunity no matter the potential out come.

He leaned in and pulled you in for a kiss, you kissed back shocked what was going on. And eventually molded into it until a voice in the back of you head reminded you of how much you loved Joe even if you were broken up.

"Max no s-stop!" you mumble as you push him back and when you look over your team-mate he looks heartbroken.

You sit there for a second, kissing Max was so different to kissing Joe. Kissing Joe was familiar and comforting and full of love and the kindness that was Joe Burrow. But kissing Max was passionate, impulsive and a different kind of affection. Something new. And you couldn't put your finger on why Max made you feel like that from something as simple as a kiss.

You wanted to try it again.

So you leaned in, pulling his jaw closer to you until your lips met and the kiss was aggressive and both of you were fighting for more power. Just like you did on track.

But again, you pulled away a little voice at the back of your mind telling you this isn't something you should be pursuing as Joe will come back and apologize for the argument. Just like he always did.

"I-I'm confused ..." you say tears welling in your eyes. As you look over at Max.

"You need to leave!" you say immediately pushing him out the room and locking the door.

You stood there, not knowing what you were feeling or what to even think.

The only thing on your mind is that you were hopelessly stuck in between two boys and your stuck feeling for one of them, whilst growing feeling for the other.

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mamaestapa · 1 year

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Daddy Issues|| Joe Burrow x reader (Series Masterlist)

•summary: Y/n Hubbard, the younger sister of Cincinnati Bengals Defensive End Sam Hubbard, finds herself in a difficult situation after a steamy hookup with her brothers best friend, who just so happens to be the quarterback for the Bengals. In just nine months their lives will be changed forever. How will Y/n and Joe manage to to go through parenthood together? more so, how will Sam take the news he is going to be the uncle of his best friends baby?

•warnings: SMUT, partying, alcohol, mature language, unprotected sex, pregnancy, angst, fluff, labor/child-birth, babies, probably more tbh

•chapters: 22/40

IMPORTANT NOTE!

this is MY story from wattpad!! i’m transferring it over to tumblr and re-writing it as a Joe x reader instead of the Jared Goff x OC that it is on my wattpad account.

chapters:

chapter one

•chapter summary: Your brother Sam stops by your apartment to invite you to Zac Taylor’s annual Christmas party, will you accept his invitation?

chapter two

•chapter summary: You attend the Bengals Christmas party and have a little too much fun. One thing leads to another and you find yourself in a steamy situation with the teams beloved quarterback…(CONTAINS SMUT!)

chapter three

•chapter summary: You wake up beside your brothers best friend and wonder what happened the night before. While you’re at Joe’s, you get a call from Sam saying he’s going to be at your place soon…can you keep Joe a secret from Sam?

chapter four

•chapter summary: A couple weeks have gone by and the holidays are over. You go back to work and find yourself suddenly coming down with a sickness

chapter five

•chapter summary: A couple weeks have passed and you’re still feeling under the weather. You decide to take a test and the results leave you questioning everything…

chapter six

•chapter summary: The time comes for you to tell Joe some of the most life-changing news he’ll ever receive. However, his reaction isn’t exactly what you were hoping for

chapter seven

•chapter summary: It’s AFC championship day!you talk to Joe for the first time since you broke the news to him and you discover a sweet surprise

chapter eight

•chapter summary: You have your first ultrasound and you share some sweet moments with Joe. As the day ends you make plans to tell your friends (and brother) about the baby

chapter nine

•chapter summary: You and Joe break the news to Sam and your friends that you’re having a baby together. As you share the news with Sam, some past news comes to light and changes everything

chapter ten

•chapter summary: You and Joe find out the gender of your baby! It's a day full of happiness, emotions, and drama...

chapter eleven

•chapter summary: You and Joe take an important step to make sure your baby will always have both parents present. Soak in the sweet moments before the angst begins…

chapter twelve

•chapter summary: There's some drama during Emma's baby shower that leaves you in a worrisome situation at the end of the day...

chapter thirteen

•chapter summary: You and Joe experience one of the most emotional evenings of your lives…

chapter fourteen

•chapter summary: A lot happens while Joe is in Louisiana for the LSU spring game, that leaves both questioning everything

chapter fifteen

•chapter summary: You and Joe both experience y heartbreak like no other after the events of Joe’s time in Louisiana for the LSU spring game…

chapter sixteen

•chapter summary: It’s the day of your OB appointment and you decide whether or not to hear our and forgive Joe for the past couple of days (CONTAINS SMUT!)

chapter seventeen

•chapter summary: As you spend the morning with Joe, the two of you talk about the past couple days and look back on your first few memories with each other

chapter eighteen

•chapter summary: Pregnancy cravings hit you late at night, and Joe takes the opportunity to help satisfy your cravings and tell you something that’s been on his mind for months

chapter nineteen

•chapter summary: You and Joe finally go on your first date. The night goes extremely well, until you receive an unexpected text from someone you haven't heard from in a while…

chapter twenty

•chapter summary: Sam pours his heart out to you and Joe, hoping you two will forgive him and his behavior from the past six months...

chapter twenty-one

• chapter summary: You and Joe decide on a name for your baby boy

chapter twenty-two

•chapter summary: Joe shares his nursery ideas with you and the two of you attend a team dinner you'll never forget...

chapter twenty-three

• chapter summary: The Bengals team dinner turns into a complete disaster after an encounter Joe has at the restaurant

#joe burrow #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow x y/n #joe burrow x you #daddy issues #joe burrow smut

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happeehippie · 3 months

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instagram j.b.

summary: follow along with joe and his fiance evie as they go through his football career.

*face claim is Yasmin Quintana*

series masterlist

joeyb_9

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joeyb_9: my spidey sense is starting to tingle a bit

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user: loser go bills

user: daddy burrow

user: how is ev?

> user: no one cares

user: JOE BRRRRR

evie: ok sexy.

> joeyb_9: 😉

> user: are you going to call off the engagement joe

user: bring some ice home this season

lahjay10_: 🤫🤫

user: slay

evie

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evie: is it september yet? i miss football.

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user: noooo not the username change

> evie: am i.. rebranding?

user: slayyy

millyg: i’m sorry, are those leather pants? in a casual setting? spicy..

> evie: 👀

user: why you no breezy anymore?

user: gorgeous, i hope you’re doing well!

> evie: i’m wonderful. 💗

user: i’m obsessed with you and joe! you’re my favorite couple.

> evie: thanks for the love.

user: LFG GO BENGALS

> evie: always!

joeyb_9

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joeyb_9: preparing for invaders

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user: you are my american dream

user: i’d prepare for you whenever

user: a man? for me?

user: hit me in my dm’s when you drop your gf

> millyg: the disrespect is astounding. he doesn’t know you sis. sorry.

user: kirk cousins except with swag

evie: your tan skin! your sweet smile! so good to me, SO RIGHT!!!

> joeyb_9: i’ll hold you in my arms EVERY september night.

> user: STOP IT RIGHT NOW

user: ev and joe using taylor references, they are IT

user: i think i threw up a little

evie

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evie: goodbye off season, you were a magical gift full of the people i love most. now its #gobengals

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user: sending all my love

joeyb_9: i am an avacado toast hater.

> evie: at least you have good taste in women. 😉

user: it still blows my mind that ur casually dating joey b

> evie: so lucky to be loved by my jb.

user: jealous

lahjay10_: nah you fr leave me out this?

> evie: we are in a private relationship.

user: turn comments back on

user: how does it feel to live my dream?

> evie: it feels like.. well.. a dream.

user: i’m ready for ev in her WAG era

evie

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evie: pov joey is behind the camera

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user: i’m obsessed with ur love

millyg: you are sunshine in human form

> evie: i’ll cry rn.

user: are you kidding!!! the cutest?

user: a model

joeyb_9: pretty gal i love you

> evie: 💗💗💗

user: i’m sorry people are so mean ev, we love you.

> evie: yall make my heart smile. ☺️

joeyb_9

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joeyb_9: ⏲️

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user: times up evie it’s my turn

user: ur the finest man alive joe

user: SHIESTYYYY

user: can we hang out

user: baby goat

evie: you are HIM baby

> user: dude is trash and you’re a loser for dating him

> user: everytime you call him baby i want to die

> user: you are cringe. disgusting. he deserves so much better

user: time to grind, hope you’re ready!

evie

liked by joeyb_9, millyg, and 1,737,973 others

evie: some of my thoughts: from the moment joe got drafted i always knew there was a chance people would react negatively to me, but i never wanted that fear to hinder who i am. i am a kind person, i am a supportive person, i love football, i love joe, i love sharing my life with people who enjoy me. i don’t want any of those things to change. so to those who choose to be unkind behind screens and anonymity, i encourage you take a moment and reflect. to make your heart the most beautiful thing about you, and simply let everything you do be lead with love.

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user: you are so beautiful and such a light

user: attention seeking

> joeyb_9: apparently you didn’t read the caption well enough.

> user: not joe in the comments 😳

user: yup this is our QUEEN 🥰🥰

joeyb_9: you deserve all the love and kindness this world has to offer. i’m so proud of you and the person that you are. i love you ev.

> evie: i love you with my whole entire heart jb. 🤍

user: i love this, you are such an inspiration to all of us.

millyg: the most beautiful heart and soul of anyone i know, the true light in the darkness. thanks for being you ev.

user: queen ev 👑👑👑

#nfl #nfl imagine #bengals #cincinnati bengals #joe burrow #joe burrow imagine #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow insta au #joe burrow instagram

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zyonsay · 5 months

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hellooo, i loved the max verstappen nsfw hcs and alphabet! could you do some fluff hcs? especially cute moments if they are out to the public :)

Fluff Hcs MV1

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: Read above! <3

Warnings: Sweet stuff, Max Emilian Verstappen

Now playing: 'Radio' by Lana del Rey

AN: Hey anon! Thanks for the request! <3

As mentioned many times before, he loves to touch you, no matter when, no matter where. Max loves brushing trough your hair or having a hand on your thigh on car rides. Your warmth and love is what he strives for. In every photo taken by the paparazzi he has an arm around you.

He adores helping you get ready. Like closing the clasp of a necklace for you or tying your tie. He’ll for example also help you shave before going out; He’s sitting on the sink, while you stand in front of him, warmly smiling at his concentrated gaze.

During his streams he’ll let you sit on his lap while he plays with his mates or he’ll let you play while he needs to go to the toilet. “Omg hello y/n!” Lando secretly loves playing with you.

Nights out are always nice with you, but he adores staying in with you too. You both will be cuddled up with blankets and Chinese take away, while jimmy and sassy sit by your legs, craving yours and Max’s body heat. He’ll put on one of your favorite movies while it pours down outside.

Before every race he’ll give you a sweet kiss, or if he already has his helmet on, he hold out his head for you to give the helmet a light pat. This became a sort of good luck ritual and he won’t race without it.

I think I’ve added this to many fics before, but I’m convinced he loves cooking together with you. You’ll be telling him the ingredients you need while lighting the stove and he’ll immediately go and get them from the cupboard. Or during the Christmas season you guys will for sure be baking loads of cookies together; though it most definitely will end up in both of you giggling and covered in flour.

Max isn’t one to post a lot about his private life, but his Instagram could as well be a fan account of you. He takes pictures of you holding Jimmy and post it with a caption like ‘Love both of them’ with cheesy emojis like a grandpa.

He loves sharing his passions with you and he’ll also happily indulge in yours. He talks about playing paddle? You make sure to come along the next time he goes to play with Charles. You like arts? By the next day there’s tickets to a Theatre night stuck to the fridge.

Showering or bathing together is one of his favorite intimate moments with you. It doesn’t have to be any sexual, he just loves the serene feeling of you rubbing shampoo in his hair or the warm water running down both of your bodies while you smile at each other. Max also loves to wrap you up in a towel after getting out of the shower/tub.

Max loves to see you interact with his two Bengal cats. The way they rub against your legs or lift their chins for you to scratch them shows him how much they trust you. Jimmy and Sassy have accepted you as part of the family, which makes him feel proud.

A habit you both picked up since the start of the relationship is leaving little notes for each other. Short messages like ‘I’m at the grocery shop. I’ll be back soon <3’ or ‘Hope you have a great day! See you in the evening.’

He definitely convinced you to wear redbull merch in public. I mean most of his wardrobe consists of red bull polo shirts. The ‘Max stigma’ is a running joke in the fandom, referring to him making you wear the merch. But it’s not like he forces you, no. You’re proud of his achievements and don’t mind showing your support this way!

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funnyjb · 18 days

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About Last Night

Warnings: language

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(After Bengals game)

It was around 8:30 when you and Joe got home from the game. The Bengals lost. It was their third loss this season in a row. It sucks but you know they are desperate to get a winning streak going and working hard to win a championship.

You threw my boots of and hung my coat in the closet near our entry way. Joe already was downstairs just before you could even take your shoes off. The loss was hitting him hard especially because he knew he could have done better. He quickly got to work on film. You were upstairs alone in the kitchen heating some food up for the both of you.The kitchen lights were the only lights on along with the lamp in the living room. The only noise you heard were the creeks on the floor boards when you walked and the microwave heating up some vegetables and rice. You could hear faint noises from joes film downstairs to. After a couple minutes the food was done and you took it out to put on a plate for Joe and bring it down. You walked down the wooden stairs into the basement and made a right to joes home office. Then knocked on the door that was wide open to let him know you were there.

“Hey, I made some food for you.”- you

Joe just looked at me

I walked over to the coffee table in front of him. He was sitting on the small leather couch you got him a few months ago to make it more comfortable in his office for film watching.

“I’m not hungry.”- joe

You looked at him

“You got to be hungry Joe. You just played a three hour game. You got to put something in your system.”- you said sweetly

“I said I’m not hungry, y/n!”- joe raised his voice

He never raised his voice at you EVER.

You were taken back. You honestly were a little scared. He has never raised his voice. You didn’t know what to do.

“Fine, I will just take it back.”- you said picking up the plate

“Y/n! God, can you move. I can’t see the screen!”- joe raised his voice again

“Excuse me,Joe what is wrong with you. You have never raised your voice at me ever! And it’s rude. I get your frustration about the game but don’t take it out on me. Here take your food back, eat it cold.”- you scoffed

You left the room. As you turned to the stairs tears started rolling down your face. You covered your mouth in shock about what juts happened and trying not to let Joe hear you sob. Walking up the steps and into your kitchen you started sobbing even more. The tiredness started to hit you and you couldn’t believe the interaction you just had with Joe. You put your elbows on the kitchen counter and covered your face with your hands. Trying to control your sobs you breathed in and out.

After about 5 minutes you heard footsteps. Your eyes were red and one last tear streamed down your face. you wiped the tear with your fingers before joe could see you. You decided to act like you were doing something so you got the cloth that was on the counter and started wiping away some stains and crumbs. As you were wiping,Joe walked in. He looked up at you quickly. You didn’t even want to talk to him let alone look at him right now.

“Y/n.”- joe

“Don’t Joe, I’m not in the mood.”- you

“Can we please talk? I’m so so sorry y/n I-” -Joe

“I don’t want to hear it right now Joe!”- you

You looked up at him

His eyes were also a little red. He started crying after you left. He felt horrible for what he just said to you and how it made you feel. He finally composed himself enough to come up and talk with you.

“Just go upstairs and I will meet you there. I’m tired and I want to go to sleep.”- you

“No, I want to talk this out with you. You are my wife and the love of my life. I hate that I made you cry, so we are going to talk.”- joe

“Fine Joe, here it goes. I get it, You’re tired and angry about the way the game turned out. But that is never a reason to take it out on me or anyone you love. Especially when that person is trying to help you. It is so hard Joe seeing you down like this, so hard. I work hard to make sure when you get home you have food on your plate waiting for you, I make sure that your clothes are washed and clean for the next day, and when you are injured I make sure you have everything that you need to stay healthy and not in pain. I love you Joey,so much and I love this life I have with you, but its can be hard at times and I know you know that. It’s annoying when I get home from a tiring day and just want to curl up in bed but I don’t. I want to make sure that you are ok and that you eat after a long day. So I make you food and bring it down to you. But all I get is you raising your voice at me which you never do and you saying “I’m not hungry” and “Y/n! God, can you move. I can’t see the screen.” You know how that fucking sucks after today. I was just trying to taken care of you and I know you know that now but you can’t just raise your voice at someone who loves you and is trying to help you,Ok?”- you

You just stared at Joe waiting for a response.

“I’m sorry y/n. Truly from the bottom of my heart. I know it’s hard for you. I get that it’s tiring and tuff taking care of someone like me. But I should man up and I don’t and I’m sorry. I should have never raised my voice and I seriously have no idea why I did. I would never raise my voice at you and now I did. I saw it made you scared and taken back. I wanted to come up to you right away but I know when you are sad or angry you like to have some time alone. Im so pissed at myself that I made you cry. I love you y/n so much it hurts and I’m so grateful that you take care of me the way you do. I promise to never raise my voice ever!”- joe

He walked over to you and gave you a tight hug. You wrapped your arms around his torso and gave him a tight squeeze. You looked up at him and gave him a kiss on the lips.

“It’s ok Joe, I know you didn’t mean for it to happen.”- you

“No, it’s not ok. I hate that I did it to you. It wasn’t right.”- joe

“Joey, seriously it’s ok! I promise you. I love you Joe with all my heart.”- you

“I love you to,y/n. I will love you for forever and ever.”- joe

He grabbed your cheeks and kissed you.

“Want to go to bed?”- joe

“Yes, please!”- you laughed

Joe laughed along with you as you two walked up the steps to your bedroom.

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I Know Places - Joe Burrow

Summary: After months of keeping the relationship a secret from the general public; TMZ decides to exposes the relationship between NFL Quarterback Joe Burrow and WWE Wrestler Y/FN Y/LN… Now the newly-exposed couple has to deal with the aftermath of their private relationship being exposed for the world to see.

Genres: Fluff and Angst (Warning: Mentions of Anxiety) (Secret Lovers AU)

“Just Grab My Hand and Don't Ever Drop it, My Love, They Are The Hunters, We Are The Foxes, and We Run” - Taylor Swift; I Know Places

It should not have been a surprise that the notifications coming from your phone woke you up out of a peaceful sleep and as you turn to grab your phone, with the screen light shining bright on your face trying to figure out the reasons why your phone is going off so early in the morning hours before your alarm.

The alert text messages from your manager confuse you as this morning was one of your only off days that you have during the week where you can relax at home and not be on the roads traveling from different cities to do wrestling shows every week.

Things have never been easy for you since joining WWE as you quickly became one of the company’s most popular wrestlers by winning multiple championships across the three major WWE brands: Raw, NXT, and Smackdown… While the love from wrestling fans is one of the reasons your passion for wrestling continues to grow, the obsessiveness that some wrestling fans have over a young woman in the business is the reason you’re so private about your life.

Scrolling through all the text message notifications before you can unlock your phone, you feel your boyfriend move closer to you and snuggle right behind you while wrapping one of his arms around your waist trying to pull you closer to him as he was slowly starting to wake up out of his peaceful sleep due to your movement.

“Darling… it’s too early for anyone to be awake” Joseph mumbled. “Who is texting you at this hour?!”

“It’s my manager…” you whispered. “I was just about to unlock my phone, it has to be important seeing as she knows today is one of my only off days.”

Finally unlocking your phone, as Joseph tries to fall back asleep, seeing the texts from your manager that woke you up from a peaceful sleep… Your eyes widen as the article link your manager sent to you causes an anxiety bubble to start forming in your chest, sitting up in a panic causing Joseph to groan in his attempt to fall back asleep, you click the article that you never thought you’ll see being written about you and Joseph.

TMZ EXCLUSIVE

WWE SUPERSTAR Y/FN Y/LN AND NFL BENGALS QUARTERBACK JOE BURROW CAUGHT TOGETHER IN PUBLIC DURING THEIR OFF-TIME.

As you read more of the TMZ article, you feel as if your heartbeat is beating out of your chest and the world goes quiet. The paragraphs written by some reporter exposing your relationship with Joseph are in descriptive details of how the two of you met through mutual friends which started forming a friendship that quickly turned into something more once Joseph’s off-season from the NFL started earlier in the year and how you’ve been keeping this secret from all of your co-workers in WWE as you were terrified of how people would react due to the reaction of your last relationship.

Scrolling back to the top of the article, looking at the two photos that TMZ decided to use in an attempt to get more clicks, you easily recognize that the photos were taken at an private party that Joseph and you are invited to attend by Pat McAfee a few weeks ago.

The private party has less than 30 people in attendance and everyone in attendance knew about your relationship with Joe Burrow. In that moment in time, you didn’t realize that photos of you and Joseph were being taken as it’s very clear the two of you were in your own world on the party dance floor but you weren’t thinking about who took the photos, you were more focused on the thought that your private relationship is now a public relationship.

Joseph groans in his sleep once again as the light from your phone is illuminating the bedroom, his cold hands touch your back in an attempt to get your attention causing you to zone out of your thoughts and be present back into the real world.

You quickly turn to Joseph and by the look on your face that he sees due to the light of your phone, the NFL quarterback can easily tell that something was wrong.

“What’s wrong?!” Joseph asks as he’s rubbing his eyes to try and wake himself up. “Did something happened in the WWE?!” As your eyes tried to make eye contract to focus on him, your mind is wandering all over the place as your frozen still.

Joseph notices your frozen figure and sits up in a panic to comfort you in his arms while he takes the phone out of your hands, finally feeling free from your frozen form you wrap your arms around his waist and cuddle into his chest as Joseph finally reads the article that has you in a panic state of mind.

The NFL Quarterback carefully read through the article noticing the descriptive details that “insider sources” claimed to know about your relationship and many more photos of the two of you out in the town, holding hands and acting as a normal couple that wasn’t being followed by stalkers who felt as if it was their right to expose your relationship before the two of you are ready.

After the trouble you went through because of how your 2 year relationship with AEW wrestler “Jungle Boy” Jack Perry ended, due to the pressure of being in two different wrestling companies and continuously being stalked by wrestling fans. You faced so much backlash for the how the relationship ended even though it was a mutual decision between you and your ex-boyfriend, but the internet loves picking sides.

Joseph tosses your phone on the bed and wraps his arms around your body, pulling you closer to his chest to give you the comfort that you needed… As much as the rage boiling inside his chest wants him to get on his phone to make calls and to start yelling at his manager for allowing TMZ to leak this information to the general public before either of you were ready for the world to know, all he wanted to do was protect you from the world that has shamed you for being a woman in love that knows her worth and deserves much better than the love that she has received from ex-boyfriends in the past.

Finally after many minutes of the two of you just sitting in silence, trying to comfort one another and realize that the privacy that your relationship had was all gone… You decided to slowly move away from Joseph’s chest, unwrapping your arms from his waist while Joseph unwraps his arms from your body and sitting up to face each other.

The light phone that was tossed onto the bed is still the only light that is illuminating the room and the morning sunrise is barely peeking it’s way through the dark curtains of your shared bedroom.

A text message notification sound cause you and Joseph to look at your phone before you decide to grab it and read the message, it shouldn’t be surprising to see another text message from your manager.

You feel Joseph move closer to you once again as you both read the messages on the screen from your manager that you didn’t read after seeing the text message that was the link to the TMZ article.

The text messages from your manager reads that they’re trying to figure out who these insider sources are claiming to know so much information about your relationship with Joe Burrow and trying to figure out who sent these photos to TMZ. The newest text message states that the reaction from wrestling fans and NFL fans about your relationship is mostly positive, but more articles about your relationship are being spread around by more media sources.

“I’m sorry.” Joseph apologized. A confused look appeared on your face when you turn to look over your shoulder before Joseph continued his thought. “I’m sorry I didn’t protect you the way that I should’ve.”

“Joseph… what are you saying right now?!” You asked, still confused on Joseph’s apology. “None of this is your fault?!”

Joseph sighed. “It was my idea to go to Pat McAfee’s party a few weeks ago-“

“There are photos from other events too. We weren’t caught at the party: These stalkers have known about our relationship for months and TMZ is only just know releasing the articles with all the photos. There are no places that we could’ve hid from them. They found us and took pictures of us at the park, the stores, out walking the streets, at festivals and many more places that we’ve went on dates too… How could we have known that we have been stalked for these past few months?!” you exclaimed as your hands grab your hair to pull and you curl into a ball. Joseph took your hands from your hair and interlocking your fingers together, he knows that when you get easily stressed out that you like to pull at your hair in an attempt to distract yourself from the stress with pain.

“I just- I just don’t understand…” you stuttered, looking at Joseph who notices the fear and worry on your face and the tears in your eyes. “Things were going so good for us; for many months we were able to live our lives together and apart without the judgment from people who think they know us, we didn’t have to care about the things that people who don’t know us thought. we didn’t have to worry about all the things that caused my past relationships to fail.”

As the anxiety bubble is your chest is causing you to struggle to breathe as the tears stream down your face, you turn away from Joseph while letting go of his hands to wipe your tears away. All Joseph could do at the moment is allow you to continue to talk through your feelings of fears.

“We already struggle so much to be together with our schedules, and it’s only going to get worse when the next NFL football season starts.” you exclaimed, looking back at Joseph who had an apologetic look on his face. You take a moment to think about what you said, the last thing that needs to happen right now is for you and Joseph to get into an argument. “I’m sorry… I’m not blaming you I swear-“

Before you could finish your apology… Joseph wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you into his lap to be as close as he can be to you as you wrap your arms around his neck to bring him close to him into a hug.

As he rubs his hand against your back and hums a melody of an familiar song, your panic breathing from the anxiety bubble in your chest starts to deflate to match his breathe pattern and as you hold each other closer… It’s in this moment you realize that Joseph isn’t going to leave you, this rough patch that you’re going through in your relationship with him isn’t going to cause him to want to give up and leave.

You’re not the only one who is going through the hard time of dealing with your privacy being exposed to the world by people who only want to make a profit off your names and relationship, while you’re making this situation all about you due to the anxiety you felt after seeing the article with the photos, you failed to realize until this moment that this will affect Joseph too as he has been private about his life outside of football.

After a few minutes of Joseph’s hums of familiar song, the sunrise light is starting to shine through the curtains and the early morning sounds of birds start to chirp outside your window… You pull away from Joseph and he gives you a soft smile before leaving to give you a kiss on the lips.

The kiss doesn’t last long as Joseph’s alarm goes off for football practice goes off, he quickly reaches over to his nightstand to turn off his alarm before his arms hold your waist as you’re still sitting on his lap with your arms around his neck.

“I promise to you, that I will not allow anything to let our relationship falter under pressure; no one in the world is going to stop me from loving you the way that i’ve been loving you for all these past months and how i plan on loving you even more every second of the day until death due us part. This is a promise that i plan on keeping forever, do you plan on keeping the same promise to me?!” Joseph asked.

Being very overwhelmed with so many emotions in the past hour, unable to speak or else you know you’ll be crying in Joseph’s arms (but this time, for a good reason). All you could do is nod your head and pull him close to you once again as you kiss him with so much passion.

You don’t know how the future your relationship with Joseph is going to be now that the foxes was finally caught by the hunters… but one thing you do; is that as long as Joseph decides to stick by your side, the two of you can be able to outrun the predators together and will be able to keep what makes your relationship so special to yourselves without outsiders’ opinions.

Author’s Note:

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madsblogsstuff · 1 year

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heaven - joe burrow x reader (pt.3)

The minute I heard the alarm go off, I slammed my hand on my phone to turn it off. ‘Why did I agree to get up this early?’ I asked myself. I grabbed my phone and cancelled all the extra alarms I had set, just incase I didn’t wake up for the first one.

I laid in bed for a few minutes scrolling Instagram and responding to texts Kelsey had sent me - asking if I had gotten to Cincinnati safely and that I wasn’t dead in an alley. I then decided to get out of bed, because if I didn’t now - I never would.

Once doing a nice long stretch, I headed to the bathroom connected to my room. I pulled my hair back and started the shower up, making sure it was hot enough. Once it warmed up to my liking (which was boiling skin off hot), I hopped in and washed the tiredness away.

After washing myself and making myself feel squeaky clean - I got out and dried off. I did my skincare next, brushed my teeth, and put on deodorant. I went back to my room to grab some clothes, which consisted of Lululemon black shorts, my white tennis shoes, and of course - another LSU shirt. What can I say, LSU had taken over my life - and my wardrobe. Once dressed, I took my hair down and styled it, making sure it looked presentable enough to be out on a football field all day.

I grabbed my makeup bag and did my makeup to where it looked like I hadn’t slept for only four hours last night. After my makeup, I changed out my jewelry - aiming for just simple pearl earrings, an anklet, and my apple watch.

I slipped on my tennis shoes and grabbed my black puffer jacket, phone, and purse; not forgetting to put on some light chapstick and lipstick before I walked downstairs.

I walked out of my room and down the stairs at 6:50, having ten minutes before dad and I needed to leave.

I walked into the kitchen to see mom and dad having their morning coffee. I said my good-mornings and headed to one of the cabinets to grab a glass for some water.

“Excuse me Y/n, What are you wearing?” My dad looked at me, waiting for my response.

I looked at him, then down at my outfit - not really seeing anything wrong with it.

“I’m wearing clothes?” I responded, sounding more like a question than an answer.

“Honey, you can’t wear an LSU shirt today! We may love LSU in this household - but you need a bengals shirt for today!” My dad protested, dead set on getting me out of purple and yellow to orange and black.

“I don’t have a bengals shirt da-“ My sentence was cut off by my dads fake gasp.

Next thing I knew, dad was running back into the master bedroom. He came out holding a shirt and throwing it to me. It was one of his Bengals shirts. He urged me to go put it on, so I ran back upstairs.

I changed from my purple shirt to the black one and looked at myself in the mirror. I didn’t look too bad in orange and black, if I do say so myself. I slipped my puffer jacket back on and bopped my way downstairs.

“Much better” My dad said as I walked back into the kitchen.

I simply smiled and put the glass I had taken out earlier back up, going to get a water bottle from the fridge instead.

Dad finally indicated that it was time for us to leave the house, so I gave my mom a hug and told her my good-byes. I grabbed a granola bar on my way out of the kitchen, following behind my dad closely.

“You two be safe!” My mom yelled from the kitchen, to which both dad and I yelled “We will!”. Hmph, I was a little mini him sometimes. Mom always told me it’s like she birthed her own husband every time she talks to me, to which I always responded with ‘Mom, that’s gross!’

Dad and I walked to our sides of the truck and hopped in. I turned to look in the backseat and dad had already loaded up his bags for the practice, he must’ve done that earlier. Him and mom were always early birds, I unfortunately did not inherit that trait.

As dad pulled out of the driveway and got on the road he asked me a question to break the silence.

“Are you excited about coming with me today?” He turned to smile at me, I returned it.

“Yeah, I am. Just a little nervous though, I mean I’ve never met these guys before so it’s a little nerve wracking to be the coaches daughter.” I responded honestly looking out the window at the scenery passing by.

“I know it’s a little unsettling lil bit, but you’ll love the guys. I talk to them about you all the time and they just can’t wait to meet you. It’s like having a bunch of big brothers!” Dad giddily said. ‘Gross’ was the only word I could think of. I was nineteen for gods-sake, I didn’t need for dads whole NFL football team to be referred to as my ‘older brothers’.

I put another smile on my face and mustered up a nice response.

“I guess you’re right. Do they even know what I look like?” I asked, concerned that the guys didn’t know if they were getting to see a nineteen year old or a nine year old.

Dad shook his head to indicate a ‘No’ answer. Great, all the guys probably think I still play with Barbies and play dress-up.

“But-“ Oh lord, here we go. “I did tell them you were one of the LSU Tiger Girls, so I mean if they wanted to see what you looked like - then they could just look up your team photo”

Okay, that made it a bit better. At least they know I’m probably not a child; nine year olds don’t necessarily dance on professional college level teams. I nodded my head back at dad and continued to look out the window at Cincinnati.

Within a few minutes we reached the one and only: Paycor Stadium. Dad used his I.D badge to get into the staff only parking lot, pulling into an empty parking space and putting the truck in park.

“Well, this is it lil bit!” Dad said as we hopped out of the truck. I reached into the backset to grab one of dads practice book-bags, just to help lighten his load.

Dad grabbed the rest of his bags and I started follow him.

Then it hit me… again - just like it did last night in bed.

Oh my god, I get to meet Joe Burrow.

I had almost forgotten about the quarterback, but now that I was within the same place as him - my heart rate picked up. Hoy shit, there is no way I’m about to meet him - and the thing is, I’m only going to be known as the coaches daughter to him. My heart rate was only getting faster the more I thought about it. It felt like a school girl crush, If I’m being honest - and I hadn’t even talked to the guy yet!

“Okay, we’re going to go to the locker room first - all the guys should be here by now, so I’ll make sure to give you a formal introduction” Dad turned to me and said.

We walked down the long hallways of the stadium. These halls never seemed to end, with rooms on both the left and right side, every few feet.

After what felt like a mile of walking, I started to hear faint music coming from the end of one of the halls. As we got closer, the music grew louder and louder. The sound of Lil Baby music filled my ears. Then, finally we reached the room we were going to: the Bengals Locker Room.

Dad stopped me before I could walk any further.

“I’m going to go in there and make sure they’re decent okay? I want you to be listening for my cue for you to come in there. I’ll just say something along the lines of ‘here’s my daughter’. Kind of like a big surprise y’know?” Dad said to me. I nodded in response and stepped to the side of the door as dad walked in - leaving it cracked so I could listen for my ‘cue’. I honestly felt like I was a show and tell puppet for my dad at that moment.

When dad walked in, I heard the locker room grow silent as he yelled for the guys to turn off the music, put some shirts on - at least, and gather in front of him.

After a minute or two, dad began to speak in his football coach mode voice.

“Listen guys, I had a very special visitor come in this week. You guys have heard a lot about her from me. She’s come to watch our practice today and see if I can do my job well enough. Before I ask for her to come in here, I know I shouldn’t have to ask this but, please be respectful of her and nice to her - she means a lot to me; and if I hear any of you be slightly disrespectful - I will end your careers with broken limbs” Dad ended in a stern voice, it took everything in me not to laugh at his ridiculous speech.

“Now guys, I’d like to introduce to you, my daughter - Y/n Taylor” I took that as my cue, so I rounded the door to walk in.

When I turned into the doorway there were immediately at least more than 60+ eyes on me. I threw on a quick smile as I walked towards my dad, trying to not show my nervousness.

Once I reached my dad, I looked out at the guys and mustered up all the courage I had.

“Hi guys!” I said as cheery as I could be, I honestly kind of sounded stupid.

The reaction was more than heartwarming. All the guys smiled back at me and said their hello’s, starting to mingle around again and come up to talk to me. The first person to come greet me was a guy by the name of, Sam Hubbard. Pretty tall, big dude and he was pretty cute. He talked to me for a little bit before other players jumped in on the conversation.

“Guys! Meet me out on the field at 8:15! That gives you at least twenty more minutes to mingle and meet my daughter, but after that it’s straight to business!” Dad yelled out over the locker room followed by a string of ‘yes sir’s’.

Dad walked out of the room and I’ve never felt more out of place - even though the football players were talking to me like I was an old friend of theirs. I can’t believe he would just leave me in here - but I guess it was just how he was.

I continued talking with a few players including Tee, Sam, Trey, and Samaje. Then, a tall frame came and stood right beside Sam.

I looked over and my breathing hitched. Joe Burrow. It was actually the quarterback I had obsessed over for the past 24 hours, and he was standing right in front of me.

Joe looked me in the eyes and smiled.

“Hi Y/n, it’s nice to finally meet you - I’m Joe Burrow” Joe said as he outstretched his hand for me to shake. Trust me, I know who you are Burrow. My eyes widened as I took his hand to shake it. I muttered a hello and ‘nice to meet you too!’ back.

The other guys had done peeled off to go get ready back at their ‘lockers’, leaving me alone with THE Joe Burrow.

“So, you go to LSU huh?” Joe asked me, still smiling at me. God, I could lick those teeth.

I nodded back quickly, definitely looking like an insane person.

I decided maybe I should actually pick a better response to that question.

“Uhm, yes I do! I actually dance for the Tiger Girls” I smiled at him trying to not make a fool of myself already.

“Oh, I know” He smirked at me. I could drop dead. “I’ve heard about you before, Y/n - way before your dad started coaching us.”

What. Did. He. Just. Say. He knows about me - even before my dad was in the picture?

I quirked my head at him. “Is that so Mr. Burrow?”

Joe licked his lips. “I guess so. I still keep up with LSU, so when I heard about this new Tiger Girl rookie, who got a full ride just because of her talent - I had to look further into it. Which is where I found out it was you, Miss. Taylor” I widened my eyes even further, why was this guy so interested in finding out who I was? I mean, I didn’t mind but geez.

“What’s so interesting about me being a Tiger Girl with a full ride?” I asked laughing.

“You’re one of the first people in LSU history to get full ride just for getting scouted snd recruited by the Tiger Girls, it basically makes you LSU royalty” Joe responded back looking down at me.

“You’re one to talk, you’re basically a fucking legend at LSU” I chirped back, gesturing to the blonde in front of me.

Joe laughed, “I wouldn’t say that, Miss.Taylor” I could crumble at the nickname.

I just laughed as a response, checking my apple watch and seeing that the time was 8-o-clock. It was about time to head to the field, so I decided to give Joe some time to finish getting ready for practice. I just figured I would find the field on my own, using the signs around the large inside buildings of the stadium.

“Well Burrow, I let you finish getting ready for practice. I’m going to go ahead and head out to the field” I told Joe, turning to head for the door.

“Hey, don’t get lost gorgeous - if you do, I might have to come save you” I whipped my head over my shoulder to look at Joe. My legs almost stopped working. He stared at me with a crinkly smile on his face.

“Mhm right” I said and smiled back at him. Once I reached the door and closed it. My legs nearly buckled underneath me and I let go of the breath I didn’t even know I was holding. I steadied myself on the wall of the hallway. As soon as I got my balance back, I started to head in some direction to hopefully find the field.

Gorgeous. I thought. Joe Burrow called me gorgeous. I could faint.

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Joes POV:

She was innocence. A perfectly painted picture created by only the greatest higher-ups. She was the sheer image of flawless and excellence all wrapped up in a human body, and she had been standing right in front of my own two eyes.

Y/n Taylor - our Coach, Zac Taylor’s daughter was nothing short of gorgeous. Every-time she smiled or talked to me within the short period of time in the locker room had me wanting more and more. I couldn’t get enough of her already. I knew she was destined to be mine. She was heaven on earth, and I couldn’t wait to see her out on that field.

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burrowsembers · 1 year

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Started this and then gave up..

Burnt Out Embers

Content warnings:football violence,language,adult themes,mentions of military and legacies,stalking and fangirls,violence,ptsd,trauma

Summary:When secrets spread that the quarter back to the Cincinnati Bengals has a girlfriend,leaves the man himself to deal with stalking and fans,an more interviews then ever.

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Let me tell you something you already know,the world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows.It’s a mean and nasty place and I don’t care how tough you are,it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently,you me or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life but it’s ain’t about how hard you hit,it’s about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward,that’s how winning is done.

When Joe burrow woke up in the morning in the mix of the day that would be filled with clouds over taking the sky as the sun just started to peak its way out,he found his phone was blown up with texts from his team mates and messages flooding his Instagram.

Joe loved keeping his personal life,personal.He didn’t feel the need to post it to validate the reality of what was going on to make the situation anymore real.

Comments and messages flew in about the speculation that he was seeing someone when a fan found a picture of him talking to a girl with his arm wrapped around them,with comments about girls wishing it was them.

Joe sighed quietly as he sat his phone back down on his nightstand along his side of the bed,as he got up putting a shirt on that matched with a pair of black jeans as he walked out to see his girlfriend sitting at the kitchen counter lost in her own thoughts looking at the bottom of her glass.

He knew more then anyone you had no clue as to what was going on,after you got back you never found yourself to be the one to get in to social media.

“Hey babe” joe spoke softly as his voice was gruffly in the morning smiling as he saw you slowly look up at him pulling out of whatever deep thoughts you had been in.

“Morning” he watched as you smiled getting up to hug him as his arms gently wrapped around you pulling you closer to him as he kissed you.

“I got some team interviews later but when I get back from that you wanna go out with the team and me to the bar or something I have no clue yet” joe chuckled quietly watching as you nodded and made your way to the bedroom to change before he had got his shoes on and headed out to meet the rest of the team for the interviews before one of their biggest games this season.

Joe sat down behind a table with a black cloth as bright lights shined on him as well as cameras and microphones as everyone’s questions were coming at the bengals team.

“What are your feelings and thoughts on the biggest game of your guys season next week?” One of the questions came in as joe found himself tilting his head and giving into the trill to get everyone excited.

“This is our game,and they better come to play” joe smirked as questions kept coming to his other teammates as well before Joe knew it would come sooner then later.

“There’s speculation going around that your a taken man is this correct?” A younger interview asked him as his hand covered his mouth for a moment before it fell down to his lap.

“There’s a difference between quarter back Joe burrow as you guys know and me,I love to keep my personal life off of social media an only out the business side to me out there but yes I am in a very happy and healthy relationship with a girl I truly love.”

#joe burrow #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow x oc #joe burrow x y/n #joe burrow x you #bengals #thebengals #bengals reader #cincinnati bengals

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dear-bunnyboo · 7 months

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 || 𝐉𝐎𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖

important note: my face claim will be madison beer but you can imagine whoever you desire. also the songs mentioned are not all technically all madison’s i will be incorporating other songs from other artists.

all the pictures seen below are not mine, however they were edited by yours truly. credits to the owners.

it’s a battle between the J’s ;) (this doesn't have much dialogue but i love how it turned out regardless.)

listen to the song unconditionally by Katy Perry!

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Joe Burrow x Singer!Reader / Brief Ex!Jack Hughes x Singer!Reader

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Unconditional Love: "Is known as affection without any limitations, or love without conditions."

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: cursing, slight angst, fluff, new relationship, mention of cheating, tensions, jealousy, press conference, slight possessiveness, anxiety, tension, media, paparazzi, toxic!Jack, joe's pov, more fluff

𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 || 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 || 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐜. 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 || 𝐍𝐇𝐋 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Joe was frustrated.

It has been a month since Joe's talk with you about your relationship, a month since his parents got mobbed, a month since he asked you to keep your relationship a secret— he regretted his actions. He hated himself for what he did to the relationship, but most of all; he hated what he did to you.

Everything was "normal". You two continued with your lives— you continued performing at your concerts while he continued with his training and games every week. You continued watching his games from a safe distance, away from the cameras and the prying eyes that ultimately caused you to be in that exact predicament— everything was "normal" and Joe hated it.

You rarely posted on social media anymore and when you did your fans would always pinpoint Joe's lack of appearance or interaction— Joe loves being associated with you. Not because of your fame and influence but because of the feeling he gets whenever his name comes after yours in every sentence.

"Y/N Y/L/N and Joe Burrow spotted together."

"Y/N Y/L/N and rumored beau Joe Burrow seen at a restaurant."

"Y/N Y/L/N and Cincinnati Bengals Quarterback Joe Burrow are rumored to be dating."

Joe loves watching your eyes light up whenever you watched a game. He loves seeing the excitement on your face on the big screen whenever he scored. He loves when his fans would point you out to him during games. He loves when you'd come down on the field to greet him before a game starts. He loves how you'd try and hide the blush spreading on your face whenever your fans would tease you and call his name out during your shows.

Joe loves everything involving you— he loves you.

He is in love with you and he hates how the only place you could act normal around him was at home— when it was just the two of you. He hates how you rarely show yourself in his games anymore. Every week during game days, you would either watch at home or hide yourself deep in his suite far away from peoples’ eyes.

Joe never wanted you to feel uncomfortable. As much as he hated to admit it— he was scared. He had no problems being seen with you in public— quite the opposite actually. He didn't mind talking about you in interviews— not at all. However, seeing the video of his parents being mobbed because of the two of you pissed him off to the point he made rash decisions he didn't think harder enough on.

He realized that now— thankfully before his mom called him to scold him for his dumb decisions.

Joe had never been the kind of guy who enjoyed living a double life, but circumstances had thrust him into a position where secrecy was his only lifeline. He couldn't help but feel like he was teetering on the edge of a precipice, trying to balance the fragile relationship he held dear while keeping it hidden from the world.

Every day was a struggle, a constant dance of deception and concealment. It wasn't just a matter of hiding your interactions from all the prying eyes; it was also the emotional toll of pretending that everything was perfectly ordinary when it was anything but— pretending that the reason that he is more happier recently was not because of a woman back at home who was watching his game because he stupidly asked her to.

Joe loves you, more than he'd ever loved anyone. You were the kind of woman who had a magnetic presence, drawing people in with your infectious laugh and kind-hearted nature. But your love was a secret. A secret that gnawed at him every time you two had to fabricate a story to explain your "friendship" to the media.

His friends, who were normally his confidants, had started to question his increasingly erratic behavior. They would tease him about you but he always had to shake his head and deny. Joe couldn't blame them for their curiosity; he'd always been an open book, and now he was trying to keep a pivotal chapter hidden— and Joe hated himself for it.

The most challenging part was when you two had to celebrate important events in your lives in solitude. Game wins, awards you have received, finishing new music, even the simple pleasure of holding hands in public; all of it was sacrificed on the altar of secrecy. Joe often wondered how much longer he could maintain this facade that he put upon himself. The emotional toll of keeping your relationship a secret weighed heavily on him, and the guilt of hurting you because of the said arrangement was like a storm cloud that never dissipated.

Joe thought that this was the only problem he would currently be facing but he was mistaken...

You were at his house as always, enjoying the freedom your relationship had in close doors. You were laying down with your head on Joe's lap as he played with your hair while he watched another UFC fight on the big TV screen in from of him. You, however, were busy typing away on your laptop as you constructed an email to your team about the upcoming VMAs that you are going to attend— as your fingers moved on their own pace the sound of a notification on your phone made you halt your movements.

Deciding to ignore the text for a while, you continued typing and before you could even press another key on your laptop another ding was heard— and then another and another and another.

Pulling your phone up in confusion you turned to open the first message which was from Luke— Jack's younger brother which shocked you at first considering you haven't had any contact with any of Jack's brother since the cheating incident.

I'm sorry, Y/N. I told him not to and to just leave you alone but he wouldn't listen.

You looked at the message in confusion as you silently tried to understand what Luke was trying to say. Hesitantly you opened the other messages that entered your phone— it was from an unknown number.

Y/N, it's Jack.

Your heart plummeted down your ass. That motherfucker got a new number to message you— you had blocked Jack's previous number the second you saw the video of him making out with that blonde chick. You had nothing else to say to him.

Can we please meet up and talk?

Please, baby, I'm sorry for what I did. I know what I did was unforgivable and what I said was just as worse. I was drunk that night, baby. She didn't mean anything to me. I also want you to know that I didn't mean what I said in that interview. I was angry.

Can we please talk? I love you.

The messages stared at you as if it was mocking you and your feelings— Jack; Your cheating ex-boyfriend, the source of so much pain and heartache. The memories of betrayal and deceit still haunted you like a ghost, lurking in the shadows of your past. You stared at the message, a swirl of emotions rushing through you. Part of you felt a familiar pull, a tiny voice inside that once held affection for him telling you to forgive him and move on. But it was drowned out by a louder, stronger voice— one that had learned the hard way that love should never be tainted by dishonesty.

The wound he had inflicted upon your heart was deep, and it had taken time to heal. But you had found your strength, your independence, and a newfound sense of self-worth that had blossomed in his absence. You refused to let his reappearance shatter the peace your had worked so hard to attain— you loved Jack, and that's that— loved, past tense.

However, the temptation to reply was strong, to engage in conversation and perhaps seek closure, but you knew deep down that you had already found your closure. It wasn't in his messages or explanations; it was in the journey you had undertaken to rebuild your life, to trust again, and to love anew— Jack's actions were closure enough. Joe was closure enough— Joe showed you the love you deserved, he showed you the loyalty and respect you deserved and that was more enough for you. You didn't want to open old wounds or revisit the pain Jack had caused. You deserved better, and you knew that now.

Your fingers hovered on your phone screen, you took a deep breath, and chose not to respond before blocking his number again, just like what you did the first time. It was a silent declaration that you had moved on, that his presence in your life has no more effect and is no longer a source of turmoil. As you focused on the feeling of Joe's fingers on your scalp— you savored the feeling, focusing on the life you had rebuilt, the love and happiness you had found in new, genuine relationships,

As your eyes fluttered shut from the feeling Joe is unknowingly making you feel, you realized that Jack's message held no power over you— and that made you happy. Long gone are the days you cried over him. You had learned to prioritize your own well-being, to protect your heart from those who didn't deserve it.

Jack's message remained unanswered, and you found a sense of empowerment in that silence. It was a reminder that you were in control of your own narrative, that you could choose to leave the past behind and embrace the future with an open heart, untarnished by the mistakes of your cheating ex— that peaceful thought alone lulling you to sleep, Joe's hand caressing you gently; somewhat a reminder of the love you gained.

Unbeknownst to you, Joe saw the messages— Joe tried to tell himself that it was just an innocent text, maybe a friendly check-in from your ex-boyfriend…

who was he kidding?

There was nothing friendly about your your cheating boyfriend. The knots in Joe's stomach told a different story— the shadow of insecurity and jealousy began to creep over him; not knowing that such feeling could even get to him.

Him. Joe Burrow— jealous.

Joe silently watched as you remained frozen in your spot— reading the same messages over and over again.

Questions swirled in his mind. What could you possibly be thinking about? Are you rekindling old feelings? Did he still hold a special place in your heart, after everything you've been through?

As a minute passed of you staring blankly on your phone; the tension in the room grew palpable. Joe wanted to ask you about the message, to voice his concerns and insecurities, but he didn't want to appear possessive or controlling. Joe couldn't help but wonder why Jack had to meet you especially considering the shit he had put you through.

Before Joe could even open his mouth, your hands moved with speed— your fingers moved to block your ex boyfriend's new number before deleting the message in the process. With Joe's fingers still playing with your hair until it seemed to lull you to sleep before you did.

Joe felt shamed for doubting you and your relationship. He is very proud of you for what you have done— he knows how difficult it used to be to be reminded of your ex. But now here you were, not even thinking twice to ignore the fucker. Joe is proud.

Joe quietly watched your sleeping form as a unfamiliar feeling filled his heart like turbulent sea, rolling with rage and possessiveness— his competitive nature suddenly brought out by the sudden realization of what Jack was trying to do— he was trying to win you back; Joe's girl— his girlfriend.

He had never considered himself the jealous type, especially on cheating asses like Jack; but one thing Joe was— he was competitive and possessive. The text from your ex-boyfriend had unleashed a maelstrom of emotions he never knew he was capable of feeling. As Joe realized Jack's bold attempt to win you back, Joe couldn't help but feel an intense and consuming possessiveness and anger gnawing at him.

Joe knows that the reason Jack is now begging for you to take him back is because of the constant reminder you keep telling the media— you were single to the world. You and Joe are platonic in their eyes and that pisses Joe off.

He knew that he had to fix this before he loses his mind— and Joe Burrow knows exactly how.

One of the biggest games in a NFL players career is fast approaching— the AFC Championship is days away. Joe has been training continuously every single day while you were yourself was working. The day before the AFC Championship, you had a show at Phoenix, Arizona and the second it finishes, you will immediately get on a plane to Kansas City— where the game will be held the following day. This is one of the games you simply could not miss— despite your apprehension regarding the whole secret relationship, you decided to throw all the caution in the wind and decided to show up.

Just a day before the game— Joe is about to do one last press conference in their home stadium before flying to Kansas City. The media room was abuzz with anticipation as Joe stepped up to the podium, the bright lights of the press conference blinding him momentarily. The room was filled with reporters, their cameras and microphones aimed in his direction, ready to capture every word he uttered.

Joe has been in the same predicament before— the AFC Championship and he does not intend on stopping, Joe has one goal and that is to play in the Super Bowl again and win but before that the AFC Championship. This wasn't just any game; it was the championship game, the culmination of years of hard work, sacrifice, and dedication. And today, Joe was about to share something personal, something that meant the world to him.

Joe answered every question thrown to him with ease— he has grown accustomed to them as the years went by.

"Joe, are you excited for the game against the Chiefs?" A voice asked from the back of the room.

Joe cleared his throat and spoke into the sea of lenses and faces. "It's always exciting to play against them. I know the fans think so as well." The reporters either scribbled in their notepads or typed on their laptops. but he knew they were waiting for something more. "It's always exciting to get to this point of the season, you know? The hard work our team has put is finally paying off."

Joe took a deep breath before continuing, his heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nerves. "I'm excited. My family is coming to watch— my girlfriend is coming as well, so I'm really excited." he grinned.

A hush fell over the room as he looked out into the crowd, his eyes scanned the room, watching the number of reporters writing and typing in fervor— they seemingly understood exactly who he was talking about.

"Y/N is coming then?" one reporter yelled, asking for confirmation.

Joe turned towards the reporter as his grin doubled its size, "She is, yeah."

The press conference continued with questions about the upcoming game while Joe sat there with a smile permanently etched on his face.

You, however, didn't know about the press conference, considering you were high up in the sky on the way to Kansas— sleeping soundlessly, unknowingly oblivious to the pandemonium your boyfriend created.

You only really found out about it when Y/BF/N started screaming in the car on the way to Arrowhead stadium— her phone tightly clutched in her hand as she replayed the video she was watching on Twitter. Joe's voice filling the car as you raised your eyebrows at your best friend still shocked by her sudden outburts.

"I'm excited. My family is coming to watch— my girlfriend is coming as well, so I'm really excited."

No the fuck he didn't.

You didn't know what possessed Joe into confirming your relationship to the entire planet but you weren't complaining— you were happy he finally got to his senses.

Grinning to Y/BF/N you shrugged your shoulders before pulling out your phone to send your boyfriend a quick text.

You surprise me every time, Joey. Win for me, 9 <3

The anticipation in the stadium was palpable. You watched from the suites alongside Y/BF/N and Joe's parents; Robin and Jim. Your heart pounding, your emotions a whirlwind of hope, anxiety, and excitement. The AFC Championship, the last game before the Super Bowl— where your boyfriend, Joe, was about to make his mark. As the final moments before the game ticked away, your mind raced with a rollercoaster of emotions.

You had seen Joe's dedication and relentless hard work in the months leading up to this game. The early morning practices, the sacrifices, the unwavering determination had all brought him to this moment. He had promised you, his family, and himself that he would give it everything he had.

As the national anthem played, You looked at him on the field, resplendent in his team's uniform. Your chest swelled with pride, but it was mixed with worry. What if he got injured? What if he had a bad game? What if the pressure got to him? You knew he could handle it, he's been here before.

The game kicked off, and the rollercoaster of emotions continued. Every tackle, every pass, and every play left you hanging on the edge of your seat. You watched Joe with bated breath, knowing that every move he made was crucial. In the first half, the Bengals were struggling. The Chiefs were fierce, and it felt like the Super Bowl dream was slipping away. Doubt and despair crept in, and you couldn't help but worry about the toll this could take on Joe. You wanted to run onto the field and tell him that it was okay, that you were proud of him no matter what. But you could only watch and hope.

Then, in the second half, a shift occurred. The Bengals mounted a comeback, defying the odds. It was like watching a phoenix rise from the ashes. The excitement in the stadium was electric, and you felt a glimmer of hope. Could they actually win this?

As the clock ticked down and the game reached its climax, your heart was in your throat. It was a nail-biter, every second an eternity. You were now standing right in front of the glass barrier with your hands tightly intertwined with Y/BF/N's and Robin's while Jim rocked on the balls of his feet back and forth with his arms crossed to his chest— a serious look on his face.

The tension was high in Arrowhead, the fans all stood up as they watched with intense passion— as if everything went in slow motion, the final whistle blew...

The Bengals won.

The Bengals emerged victorious— they were going to the Super Bowl, the elation was indescribable. Tears of joy filled your eyes as you watched Joe celebrate on the field, a champion in every sense of the word.

You hugged Joe's parents, sharing your excitements before you rushed down to the field to greet him. The field was filled with players celebrating, the media crew and interviewers flooding the field to catch the players for an interview. Once you spotted your boyfriend, you immediately jumped into his arms— as he caught you with one arm while you wrapped your legs around his torso. Joe's hearty laugh filling your ears as you nuzzled in the crook of his neck.

"You won, 9!" you sniffled causing Joe to hug you against him tighter.

"You told me to." The rollercoaster of emotions culminating in pure jubilation. Joe had realized his dream, and you had been there to witness it. The struggles, the doubts, and the rollercoaster ride had all been worth it.

As Joe held you in his arms, he knew that this moment would be etched in both your memories forever. You and Joe had conquered the rollercoaster of emotions and drama, and the thrill of victory was your reward and in that moment Joe realized something— He is unconditionally in love with you. It's not just the grand gestures or the romantic moments, but the everyday experiences, the mundane details, and the simple joy of being together.

Love isn't just a word; it's a feeling, a choice, and a commitment. And for Joe, loving you is the most beautiful, exhilarating, and humbling journey he has ever embarked upon. It's a love that knows no bounds, a love that will endure through the ages, and a love that will eternally define who he was.

In that moment, love and pride overwhelmed you, and you couldn't have been happier for the man who had just become an AFC Champion once more.

The King in the North conquered the AFC Division and he is planning on conquering the Super Bowl with you by his side.

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Day 3/4

Day 3 & 4 are going to be mashed up because my power went out on day 3 and couldn't access anything without it. Sorry 'bout that!

Timespeckle (Left) & Mothtuft (Right)

Timespeckle and Mothtuft were born in Mistclan, along with Silverwater and Darkspeckle. They were found next to a dead loner and were taken into the clan, Timespeckle and Mothtuft were adopted by Burdocktangle and Cougerlily. While Silverwater and Darkspeckle were adopted by Sparrowfur and Basshollow.

Timespeckle graduated at 11 moons for his hard work, Mothtuft graduated late at 14 moons because of their self-respect. Silverwater graduated at 11 moons and Darkspeckle graduated at 12 moons, only for both of them to get taken away by two-legs on a patrol a moon later.

Descriptions:

Timespeckle: A average sized rosette tabby tom with short white fur and pale ginger markings. Timespeckle has one copper eye and one emerald eye, wearing bluebells, vines, and a single clover.

Pronouns/Sexuality: He/Him & Gay

Mothtuft: A little under avarage sized classic tabby cat with short light brown fur. Mothtuft has heather blue eyes, taking care of multiple bugs.

Pronouns/Sexuality: They/Them & Polysexual

Frozendrift (Left) & Lemonjumble (Right)

Lemonjumble was born deepclan, while Frozendrift was a kitty-pet who was found on patrol freezing to death.

Frozendrift graduated at 11 moons for his hard work with the kits, Lemonjumble graduated at 13 moons thanks to their hard work as a medicine cat. Despite all the insults Lemonjumble threw at Frozendrift for being a tom queen, it never stopped Frozendrift's kindness to the other tom. Later in life they became mates and adopted 4 kits before Lemonjumble died of yellowcough.

Descriptions:

Frozendrift: A average sized bengal tabby tom with long pale ginger fur. Frozendrift has a pale green eye and a pale blue eye, wearing a comet moth wing and a rain coat.

Pronouns/Sexuality: He/Him & Bisexual

Lemonjumble: A Average sized agouti tabby tom with long black fur. Lemonjumble has yellow eyes, wearing a comet moth wing and vines decorated with daises.

Pronouns/Sexuality: They/Them & Sexual fluidity

#clangen #lifegen #warriors oc

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mozart-the-meerkitten · 11 months

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***~TW: Pet death~***

We had to have our 2-months from being 17 Bengal cat Crystal put down today. She started seriously deteriorating a few weeks ago and once we realized she wasn’t getting better despite our efforts we couldn’t let her suffer. She’ll be buried in the new area of the Gnarled Forest near Shanti (our first Bengal who died a year ago next month at 18) and Diamond (my Bengal who died a few years ago).

She was the last of the Bengals, the baby of the bunch, from a litter of 8. We had to hand raise her entire litter and they had so many health problems we didn’t know if they’d survive, but every single kitten did. Crystal has outlived some, possibly all, of her siblings (we’re not in contact with everyone who got a kitten anymore). Despite her rough start to life she was mostly healthy, and the issues she did have were easy to resolve once we discovered the cause. She was always a chatterbox, ‘talking’ back and forth with you and sometimes having entire conversations. She was a snow Bengal, which means she was white with black/brown spots and had blue eyes.... well, except when she turned on her “red eye”, which happened when her eyes caught a certain light (often when she was annoyed) and they turned red, like, y’know, lasers.

We got Shanti when I was 8 and I just turned 27, so for the last 19 years we’ve had a Bengal (sometimes many Bengals) in the house. It’s going to be very weird to not have any... at the moment I think I’m in shock, which is a common grief symptom for me when we lose a pet.

This is by far the hardest part of having pets. If you could keep me and my parents in your thoughts and prayers we would deeply appreciate it.

RIP silly white Bengal, Crystalic fusion, Stupid Two, you will be missed.

#cats #crystal #cw pet death #cw pet loss #she gave me SO many kisses today ;-;#she hasn't given me that many kisses in one day in YEARS #it's like she knew ;-;

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wclfy-jina · 2 years

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ABOUT HYBRID!TWICE

non-idol!twice in my 10th member of twice au x hybrid au crossover

im nayeon

- bunny hybrid

- straight-up ears, right white and left light brown, and a white fluffy tail

- gifted to jeongyeon by a friend

- the first to be adopted

- spoiled rotten

- loves being the centre of attention, will whine to get what she wants, and is always full of mischief

- calmer and behaves better around mina

- likes going against her owners just for fun

- shares a room with momo

yoo jeongyeon

- human, coo of tdoong entertainment

- lives with her best friend, jihyo

- has adopted a total of eight hybrids together

- loves playing with the hybrids but is also a huge worrywart

- spoils them rotten (toys, treats, affection, you name it)

- can't say no to them for the life of her

- has her own bedroom

hirai momo

- raccoon hybrid

- small rounded black ears and a long black-ringed gray tail

- found wandering around jeongyeon and jihyo's old backyard

- the fourth to be adopted

- nayeon's partner in crime

- though can be pretty dense and absent-minded sometimes

- likes to play out in the backyard a lot

- can be a little jumpy sometimes (it's leftover wild raccoon cautiousness)

- shares a room with nayeon

minatozaki sana

- chipmunk hybrid

- grayish brown ears and a stubby grayish brown tail

- saved by jihyo from being chased by their neighbor's cat hybrid

- the third to be adopted

- super sweet and affectionate

- likes cuddling with her owners and the other hybrids

- but is quite clumsy and has a tendency to get hurt while playing

- likes jumping on her bed and from couch to couch

- shares a room with mina

park jihyo

- human, ceo of tdoong entertainment

- lives with her best friend, jeongyeon

- has adopted a total of eight hybrids together

- tries to be strict with the hybrids but often can't resist their cuteness

- is seen as a very intimidating person especially at work but has the softest spot for the hybrids

- babies them but never forgets to discipline them too

- has her own bedroom

myoui mina

- bombay mix kitten hybrid

- pointed black ears and a long, sleek black tail

- adopted by jeongyeon and jihyo from a hybrid shelter

- the second to be adopted

- almost always calm and well-behaved

- prefers to play video games, build lego sets, and play with toys than to play-fight with the others

- very sweet, usually the first to tend to the other hybrids or their owners if any of them are feeling sad

- has slight separation anxiety with both her owners and the other hybrids

- shares a room with sana

kim dahyun

- scottish fold mix kitten hybrid

- folded bluish gray ears and a long, bushy bluish gray tail

- adopted by jihyo from a hybrid vet

- the sixth to be adopted

- can be very laid-back or very playful, depending on her mood and/or which other hybrid she's with

- only accepts chocolate as treats (don't worry, they're hybrid safe)

- can be very hyper when she's excited and is the goofy kind of playful

- has a favorite blanket that she can't sleep without

- shares a room with tzuyu

song jina

- gray wolf hybrid

- large pointed gray ears and a fluffy black-tipped gray tail

- found by jeongyeon and jihyo after escaping illegal hybrid sellers with chaeyoung

- the fifth to be adopted

- almost always playful and energetic

- will initiate play-fights with the other hybrids

- is constantly asking for head pats

- the most protective out of all the hybrids, will protect her owners and the other hybrids at any cost

- shares a room with chaeyoung

son chaeyoung

- bengal tiger hybrid

- rounded black ears with a white spot each and a black-striped orange tail

- found by jeongyeon and jihyo after escaping illegal hybrid sellers with jina

- the fifth to be adopted

- bites to show affection which sometimes hurts but mostly it's harmless

- tries to purr but it always comes out as growling

- is also very playful, especially with jina

- always acts like she doesn't want affection but absolutely loves being petted, and is often open with verbal affection

- shares a room with jina

chou tzuyu

- labrador retriever puppy hybrid

- brown floppy ears and a brown fluffy tail

- found abandoned in a large box that says “adopt me” by jeongyeon

- the last to be adopted

- very timid and quiet around strangers but loves playing with her owners and the other hybrids

- can be playful when she wants to, but is mostly on the calmer side

- has a favorite stuffed toy, a large golden retriever plushie

- likes to act innocent after she's done something she's not supposed to, using her puppy charm to get away with it

- shares a room with dahyun

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