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I’ve returned.

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Please make another part to Limes and Lemonade!!!

I’m planning on doing so once I finish writing this male reader fic lmaoo

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pt 2 of limes and lemonade will be out once I write a male reader fic trust

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he could stick those fingers somewhere else iykwim

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SHOW ME OFF BABY - JOE BURROW

★ summary — soft launching with joe burrow... but everyone already knows.

˖˙ ꔫ —★★★★ pairing: joe burrow x reader - social media au ˖˙ ꔫ —★★★ content warnings. n/a ˖˙ ꔫ —★★ word count. n/a ˖˙ ꔫ —★ genre. n/a

★ authors note: never made a smau before so if this aint good look away, also again, short asl cs tumblr as an image limit APPARENTLY. fc is madison beer.

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@ yniloveyou: mommy? sorry, mommy?

⤷ @ yn.ln: ayo?!

@ bqngals: yo anyone notice how fast joe liked her post...

⤷ @ ynupdates: exactly!!! this isn't even the first time! ⤷ @ joeshiestylvr: hey at least it isn't the past 3 olivia girls... ⤷ @ fixthedline: dont diss my goat olivia

@ yn.ln: @ joeyb_9 hoe i see you.

⤷ @ burrowglazer: oh NAH... clocked. ⤷ @ hugs4joe: HELP ME I LOVE YOU ⤷ @ ynsangel: bro did NOT respond

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⤷ @ joeyb_9: ❤️❤️❤️ ⤷ @ joeshiestylvr: OH MY GOD IT'S HAPPENING EVERYONE STAY CALM

⤷ @ hugs4joe: I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I CALLED IT GUYS

⤷ @ lahjay10_: joey b finally got rizz 👀

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⤷ @ bengals: aw, our joey all grown up

⤷ @ ynsangel: y/n already insulting his rizz, lil bro is NOT gonna catch a break

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does anyone want to be tagged in my fics (if no one responds look away)

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you guys better know im about to cook

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instead of throwing dimes with those hands i think he should choke me with them instead

i think today is a perfect day for some of my fav joe pics 😋

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is anyone here actually interested in male reader cs i'm only doing it mostly for me but if no one really wants to see ts i'll just keep on writing fem reader

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get that man oiled and tied up right now

Hot.

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social media au with joe?

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sorry to all the girls but the next fic gon be a male reader cs I need to rail that man into next week

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LIMES AND LEMONADE - JOE BURROW

★ summary — y/n's home for the summer, as she had been for the previous couple of years. this time, however? her brother's beloved and very much handsome best friend just so happens to be around as well. and he's gotten charming.

˖˙ ꔫ —★★★★ pairing: joe burrow x reader ˖˙ ꔫ —★★★ content warnings. n/a ˖˙ ꔫ —★★ word count. 1k? ˖˙ ꔫ —★ genre. fluff

★ authors note: couldnt find any brothers best friend fics so i took matters into my own hands. ts lwk ass and short asl, might write a pt 2 if anyone wants it

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The lemonade was warm.

Of course it was. It had been sitting in the sun for god knows how long, and the little kids that were selling it had probably dumped half a bag of their mothers sugar into the cooler without even thinking of stirring. Still, he smiled- that smile, and handed over three crumpled dollar bills from out of his pocket like it was the most gourmet thing he’d ever tasted. Cute.

From her perch on the porch swing, Y/N watched it unfold with mild disbelief. “Seriously?” she called out, eyebrows raised over the rim of her book. “Three bucks for lemon-flavored tap water?” It wasn't an insult directed towards the kids, of course, more so towards Joe.

He turned, eyes finding hers instantly. Of course they did. He grinned up at her like he always did, like he knew something she didn’t since they were kids. “Hey,” he said, striding up the walkway with the cup in hand, “I’m just doing my part for the local economy. I'm sure they could use some money.”

Y/n snorted, closing her book with a soft thwap. “You’re such a sucker.”

“No,” he countered, stepping onto the porch and leaning against the rail beside her, “I’m a gentleman. There’s a difference.” It was momentarily followed by a cautious sip of the tinted-yellow liquid, slow and profound.

Joe made a face as the sugar hit him all at once, clearly regretting his life choices, but he swallowed it anyway without a dramatic flair. Classic Joe. “That bad, huh?” she asked, smirking as if to tell him I told you so, because well- she did.

He gave a little nod, tongue poking into his cheek like he was trying not to laugh. “You ever tried to drink syrup with a splash of lemon juice?” Y/N leaned back against the swing, letting it sway gently beneath her, hitting perfectly amongst the summer breeze. “Nope. Can’t say that I have. But I’m glad you’re out here doing the important work.”

There's a pause within the cracks, the silence spreading over the air that surrounded them. It wasn't awkward though- it never was around Joe for some reason. Y/n never considered it, preferring to enjoy it in contrast to the odd silences with others. She was much to grateful to complain. He chuckled under his breath and set the cup on the porch rail, then glanced sideways at her, more carefully this time. “Didn’t know you were home.”

She shrugged. “Got back yesterday.” And well, it was the truth.

“For the whole summer?” She hesitated, then nodded. “That’s the plan.”

Joe let out a low whistle, followed by a gentle chuckle- one that you'd grown to known fairly well. Charming.. “Your brother’s gonna love that.”

“Please,” she groaned, rolling her eyes- her head shaking despite the grin that creased her face. “He’s been unbearable ever since you two came back. Every time I walk downstairs, I feel like I’ve stepped into a frat house. Which, by the way, is pretty accurate to describe what I'm living in for the summer.”

He grinned again, lopsided and easy. “To be fair, your parents did let him join a frat, so..." Joe wasn't wrong, not entirely at least. "Well, there was no stopping him even if they did say no. He was pretty determined and yeah, but now you’ve had three years to get worse.” She nudged him lightly with her foot, brushing his leg before she could think twice. “He's louder. Somehow smellier. And you eat all our snacks.”

Joe pretended to look wounded, and by god, it was cute. If Y/n wasn't to annoyed. “Hey. I bought the Pop-Tarts last time, I've contributed."

“One box,” she deadpanned. “And you ate them all yourself.” He opened his mouth to argue, but stopped short when her gaze met his. And this time, it lingered. Her foot dropped back to the swing. The porch was quiet again, except for the distant hum of lawnmowers and the buzz of summer cicadas. There was something almost… still about it all. Calm. Unwavering.

Joe cleared his throat. “So, uh, you, uh… still read those mystery books?” She raised a brow, surprised at the comment because who was he to ask? “What, like I’m gonna change my whole personality just because I went to college?”

He laughed, soft and sincere. “No, just… you always read them out here. This time of day. End of the swing.” And Y/n pauses, 'cause yeah- she did, or at least she used to. It'd been a while, but it was true. She wasn't quite sure if she was infatuated or scared. Maybe it was a bit cute.

Y/N blinked, surprised, unknowing of what to respond. “You remember that?” He looked at her again. Slower this time. “Yeah. I remember a lot.” And suddenly, she’s not sure what to say no matter how much of a talker she usually was. Because he said it so casually, like it's just a fact, like it didn't mean anything. But it does. It does mean something, to Y/n at least.

Before she can come up with a clever retort, the front door creaks open behind them.

“Yo!” her brother calls, sticking his head out, hair a mess and obviously shirtless. Of course he would've ruined the moment. “Joe, you coming or what? We're doing burgers.”

Joe’s eyes linger on hers for a second longer. Just one. But something passes between them- something old and familiar, and maybe a little bit new. He stands, grabbing the awful lemonade again. “Saved by the grill.” He winks, suggestively, but kind, that goofy smirk that she'd never be able to escape following it. God.

“Guess so,” Y/n says, quiet but she can't quite stop herself from smiling. How stupid.

He starts to walk off, then pauses at the top of the steps. Looks back at her. “You around tomorrow?” It's gentle, warming, a little romantic even though Y/n didn't really want to read past those lines. Not yet, at least. She nods slowly. “Yeah. Why?”

The smirk turns into a luke-warm smile, smaller this time, like he’s testing something that Y/n was unaware about though she's pretty sure she could guess. “No reason.”

And then he’s gone. And Y/N is left on the swing, her not-a-mystery book forgotten in her lap, the taste of sugar and lemon in the air, and her heart doing something it hasn’t done in a very long time.

Flutter.

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KING WHENS THE BROTHERS BEST FRIEND FIC DROPPING

ngl i wrote half of it already, ive js been lazy asl and haven't gotten to finishing it...

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gun to my head

Came across a Sam interview from a couple days ago where he talks about his last play🤧

he kept Joes jersey from this game also

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oh hi joe

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I lied I’m doing a social media au now