#going back to osu going back to osu

[cabbagecrunt]

my dear followers. watch me play osu

[chill-vibes-but-rainbow-panic]

Finally back, with a lil more of Chill's Artist Admiration Sketchbook; making fanart for blogs I like :D

@kingspacebar

Accessoires and colours my beloved <3 <3 <3

[genericpuff]

I'm torn between wanting Sega and Crypton to go fully scorched earth and just make Project Diva Mega Mix+ into a community-supported game with custom beatmaps and songs (similarly to that of Osu) knowing fully well that would never happen due to all the copyright and gameplay issues that would arise (it would be such a stripped down version of the game that it wouldn't even be Project Diva anymore) and just wanting them to release another paid DLC pack some day which also likely will never happen because dev support for Mega Mix+ is basically dead.

The songs packed with Mega Mix+ are great, I've found a lot of new favorites through it as well, but inevitably I'll still wind up dropping the game when I either hit my skill ceiling or simply lose interest in trying to perfect the same limited number of songs, and that bums me out because it is a very fun game, but it's severely limited by the restrictions that arise by its curated-only track design.

Like, 251 tracks (if you have all the DLC) sounds like a lot until you realize that only a third of them might be fun to play and despite so many legacy songs being available - Love is War, World is Mine, Rolling Girl, etc. - there are a lot of others that are strangely missing as well. Ievan Polkka and Hato are nowhere to be found despite being in prior titles thanks to copyright disputes. Matryoshka and Echo are both songs that have been covered to death by the Vocaloid community precisely because of how iconic they are, but of course they aren't even in the DLC packs. Despite Kasane Teto and Akita Neru being present as customizable characters, they don't really have any songs to show for their presence; they feel more like the obligatory fanservice cameo which I can understand to some degree considering they're from the UTAU cast and aren't as massively known characters as Miku and the Kagamine twins, but you're telling me the devs got as far as including the OG UTAU trio of Teto, Neru, and Haku, and didn't think for a second to include Triple Baka as a playable song??? 💀😭

There damn well better be some legal reason they couldn't include it because I won't take "the song is cringe" as an excuse, y'all put the Miku cover of Nyan Cat in there LMAO

I will continue to dream of a day when I can play a Project Diva beatmap for Bacterial Contamination. Or Panda Hero. Or Adventurous Girl & Miniature Garden Game. Shit, I'd even take Honey Honey at this point, at least the OG UTAUloid trio are in that one. Fifty years from now I'm gonna be in the fucking retirement home grumbling incoherent nonsense about Teto Territory and y'all can't stop me 😆

[yaoiconnoisseur]

The best run for History Maker (hard) I’ve ever had

[rad-roche]

oh while i'm on topic, here's something else that helped me too. if you're a traditional artist who really struggles with digital, or you're just starting out and can't get over the hand-eye disconnect that comes with a graphics tablet, especially ones without a screen, the bad news is that you can only overcome that with raw hours and muscle memory. the good news is, you don't even have to draw in the meantime. whenever i get a new tablet that's really throwing me off, or i'm returning from an injury or the like, i'll just play osu with it until i feel more comfortable

even on the easiest difficulty, within a week it'll be second nature! fun, too

[poorlittlevampire]

paramania requires the sensors 😔 fair enough but i was so hopeful someone had figured out a way to play without them

[lilysroserealm]

its 12am and im trying Osu! again

currently questioning how people can actually play Osu... maybe im just bad at it but the accuracy you need for Osu!mania makes it near impossible for me to play it :(

[the-music-keeper]

I really, really, REALLY need to train my heart to quit BREAKING INTO A SPRINT every time I get an important email.

[halfax-a]

Apparently the thing that happens when you play a computer game for 4+ years with maximum 2 month breaks is, that specific finger will get very used to the sensation of being mashed against buttons

And the thing that happens when you have an 8 month break and then try to get back into it, is that your fingers hurt. A lot

[static-void]

what in the flying hell is going on on my dash. hello

[goldfades]

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓 (𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓) 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 "𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄" ─ LH⁴³

౨ৎ ─ summary | requested ! -> i kind of have a specific request 🫣 im an ohio state fan so it also kinda pains me that i love luke hughes since i hate umich 😭 my request is reader being an osu student and long term devils fan, so when she goes to a devils game in columbus her friends dare her to make a sign for luke during warm ups that says something along the lines of “can i trade you a hat for a puck?” so when luke gives her a puck, she throws him an ohio state hat w her phone number on it. and he finds it really funny and actually ends up messaging her (and then you can end it how you want. fluff, smut, wtv) thank you <33

─ word count | 2.8k

─ warnings | so so so fluffy it might kill you, luke being a cutie pie, meet-cute situation, ohio state (bleh), slight angst, luke being self-conscious and overly self-critical, hurt to comfort, the devils vs rangers game (😭😭😭), nothin' else!

─ taglist | @dancerbailey @maryleclerc @valluvsu @bowen-power @bunting58 @daisysnhl @daisysthings @hearts-4-luke @iminlovewithtz11 @jackhughesily @literatureluster @lvrzegras @lxvelyzoe @ru-kru

─ ev's notes | luke hughes fic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! guess who's outta their writing slump??? this guyyyyy!!!! so yeah, here is a cute little sweet luke fic because my best friend has been into him and this request has been sitting in my inbox, so!! yeah, enjoy, i love you guys mwah mwah mwah

"HE'S PROBABLY NOT EVEN GONNA SEE THE SIGN," you laughed as your best friend took in the sign you'd made. She nodded in a approval, a knowing smirk on her lips.

"Who cares? It's just for fun. You know, YOLO," she replied, giving you a playful nudge. "Plus, imagine the look on his face if he does see it."

You couldn't help but chuckle nervously, adjusting the sign in your hands. It read, "Can I trade you a hat for a puck, #43?" in bold, black letters against a vibrant red background. You were loved DIY projects so this was just as fun for you as it was for your friends.

"Maybe he'll finally follow you back on Instagram," your best friend added with an amused tone as you rolled your eyes, feeling your cheeks get red. She'd known of your long time crush on the youngest Hughes brother, and she was having the time of her life teasing you about it. "Who knows, maybe it'll be a start of a love story."

You laughed nervously at your friend's teasing, feeling a flush of embarrassment creep up your cheeks. "Oh please, it's just a bit of fun," you replied, trying to play off your crush on Luke as nothing more than innocent admiration.

But deep down, the idea of catching Luke's attention in any way made your heart flutter.

Entering the Nationwide Arena, the energy of the crowd enveloped you, and you couldn't help but feel a rush of adrenaline. As the players hit the ice for warm-ups, you scanned the rink eagerly, trying to catch a glimpse of Luke. With your homemade sign clutched tightly in your hand, you made your way to the glass, positioning yourself so that Luke could see you.

Then, there he was, Luke Hughes, effortlessly weaving between his teammates with grace. You couldn't tear your eyes away as he neared your section of the glass, your breath catching in your throat. You'd only seen him one other time and that was at a Michigan game - however, because it didn't end very well, you decided it was best not to go get a picture with him.

He looked more put together this time, his curls pouring out of his helmet in a way that made your heart jump. You could feel your best friend's amused gaze on the side of your face, you rolled your eyes as she let out a teasing laugh.

"Oh, shut up."

"Hold up your sign higher, Y/N." She urged, nudging you playfully. You did as she said, holding the sign as high as you could.

To your surprise, Luke's gaze flickered towards you, a smirk playing on his lips as he skated closer. He pointed at your sign, giving you a nod of approval before flipping a puck over the glass in your direction.

"Oh my fucking god," your friend mumbled as she caught the puck. You couldn't believe it. Your heart was pounding with excitement as your friend caught the puck that Luke had sent flying your way.

With trembling hands, you fumbled in your bag for the Ohio State hat you had brought along, your heart pounding in your chest.

"You're actually gonna give him the hat?" Your friend laughed as she glanced back at Luke, an amused expression on his face as he waited for you to throw him the hat.

As you lifted up the hat from your bag, Luke let out an amused chuckle as he caught sight of it, his eyes widening with surprise. With a nervous laugh, you nodded, feeling a flush of embarrassment creeping up your cheeks.

"Yeah, why not?" you replied, trying to sound casual despite the flutter of butterflies in your stomach. You glanced in between Luke and your friend, feeling a surge of confidence as you smiled.

Quickly scribbling your phone number on a scrap of paper, you tucked it inside the hat before tossing it over the glass towards Luke. Gripping on the red hat, you tossed it over the glass towards him. He caught it with ease, giving you an impressed smirk.

You mimicked holding a phone to your ear, gesturing towards Luke with a playful smile before mouthing the words 'call me' as your best friend erupted in laughter, her face turning red. Luke couldn't help but join in on the laughter as he shook his head, skating off with the hat in his hands.

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"I still can't believe you did that," your best friend giggled as she drove home. To no one surprise, the devils had won and you were over the moon.

You couldn't help but giggle along with her, the adrenaline from the encounter still coursing through your veins. "I can't believe it either," you admitted, your smile widening as you replayed the moment in your mind.

As you finally arrived back at your dorm, you couldn't wipe the grin from your face, the memory of Luke's amused reaction playing on a loop in your mind. You got ready for bed and snuggled into the bed but no matter how hard you tried to sleep, you just couldn't.

So, you pulled out your phone and went on TikTok, scrolling endlessly. You knew you'd regret it in the morning but sleeping didn't seem too appealing, especially after the night you'd had.

Suddenly, your phone buzzed and you glanced up to read the message. Your heart skipped a beat once you'd glanced at it. It was an unknown number, with an unfamiliar area code.

You clicked on the number and searched the area code and it was Michigan. You didn't know anyone from Michigan, so who the hell could it─

Oh.

It suddenly clicked, your eyes widening in disbelief. As you stared at the screen, a rush of excitement flooded through you. Could it be? Your mind raced with possibilities as you hesitated for a moment before tapping on the message.

unknown so you're still an ohio fan after we beat ur ass ?

you who's this?

unknown how many hats did you give away tonight? 🥲

you luke???? hughes????

unknown good so im the only one, i hope 🥰

You let out scoff, in utter disbelief. Before responding furthur, you screenshotted the conversation and sent it to your best friend. There was no fucking way that Luke Hughes had messaged you.

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A few weeks passed and you'd been talking to Luke almost everyday. And that wasn't an exaggeration, after every conversation that died, Luke began another one. You'd even gone as far as FaceTiming him, it seemed surreal for the first couple weeks but it had since become normal.

"How was your test?" Luke spoke, his voice muffled as he chewed on his protein bar. You put your phone down on the desk as you shrugged, sighing. "Wow, that bad?"

You chuckled softly, the sound carrying through the phone as you leaned back in your chair. "Yeah, pretty much," you admitted, running a hand through your hair. "But hey, at least it's over now. I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

Luke's laughter echoed through the speaker, and you couldn't help but smile at the sound. Despite the miles between you, his presence felt comforting and familiar, a constant in your otherwise chaotic life.

"Who needs Calc? I mean, it's useless." Luke added as he took another bite of his protein bar. Before you could respond, someone in Luke's background began talking. "Yeah, yeah. I'll clean it after I get off the phone."

Your lips curved into an amused smile as you heard the voice retort, watching Luke's expression became annoyed. "I'm on the phone, Jack. Give me two seconds-"

The next thing you see is Luke's screen being shaking and a few voices arguing before Jack took his phone, coming on to the screen."Y/N, tell Luke to wash his dirty ass dishes."

"Luke, listen to your big brother." You respond teasingly, causing Jack to smirk at his younger brother.

Luke rolled his eyes but you could see a hint of amusement dancing in them. "Come on, Y/N, you're supposed to be on my side," he joked, though there was a playful glint in his eyes.

You chuckled at the playful banter between the brothers, feeling a sense of amusement. "Sorry, Luke, but I have to agree with Jack on this one. Clean those dishes, it's disgusting."

Jack grinned, giving you a thumbs-up before disappearing off-screen. Luke let out an exaggerated sigh, but you could see the hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Fine, fine," he relented, rolling his eyes theatrically. "But only because you said so, Y/N."

"Good."

"See! You only listen to Y/N!" Jack shouted as Luke's face flushed, glaring at his brother off-screen before he disappeared into the home.

"Looks like I have some influence around here," you teased, flashing Luke a playful grin.

Luke shook his head, a sheepish smile playing on his lips. "I swear, he's impossible sometimes," he muttered, though there was a fondness in his voice that betrayed his annoyance.

"It's okay. That's just how all siblings are," you cleaned on to the desk as you watched Luke through the screen.

There was a short silence as Luke gazed back at you through the screen, his lips curving into a smile. "Hey, so uh... we have a game later this week."

"Yeah, I know. Against the Rangers."

Luke ran his hands through his curls, his expression a little anxious before he continued. "And don't you have spring break?"

You put two and two together, a small smile playing on your lips as you nodded.

"Well, uh... I was thinking, maybe you could come to the game?" Luke's words came out in a rush, his cheeks flushing slightly as he awaited your response. "So we can finally hang out in person."

Your heart skipped a beat at his invitation, the idea of finally hanging out with Luke in person sending a thrill through you. "I'd love to," you replied eagerly, unable to hide the excitement in your voice.

Luke's smile widened at your enthusiastic response, relief evident in his eyes. "Great! I'll make sure you have the best seats in the house."

"Good, I wanna be watching when you beat the Ranger's asses." You joked as he smiled.

"Oh and, you have one of my jerseys. Right?"

You let out a laugh as you rolled your eyes. "Yeah, of course I do,"

Luke chuckled, a hint of pride evident in his expression. "Good, because I was thinking you could wear it to the game. Show some support for your favorite player," he teased.

"Who said you were my favorite player-"

"Hey, I was the one you gave your number to." Luke teased as you rolled your eyes.

"Okay fine," you admitted with a smirk.

Luke flashed you a satisfied smile, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "So, you'll wear the jersey then?"

You nodded, unable to resist his infectious enthusiasm. "Yeah, I'll wear it. But only because you asked so nicely."

Luke's grin widened, a sense of satisfaction evident in his gaze. "Okay, great. Maybe I'll even sign it for you?"

"Oh, shut up." You rolled your eyes as Luke let out a very amused laugh. "Show-off."

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Luke didn't have a lot of time before the game so he only waved at you during warmups, but you weren't mad about it. With a smile on your face, you waved back at Luke, sending him a silent message of support and encouragement.

You understood the importance of the game and knew that Luke needed to be on his A-game tonight. However, Luke did keep his promise of giving you the best seats in the house ─ you felt as though you were really on the ice, with the players.

You stood in the stands, watching as Luke and the rest of the team warmed up on the ice. As the puck dropped and the game began, you cheered loudly, your heart filled with pride for your favorite player.

The Rangers came out strong, controlling the puck and applying pressure on the Devils' defense early on. Despite their best efforts, the Devils struggled to gain momentum, facing relentless attacks from their opponents.

In the end, it was a hard-fought battle, but the Rangers had won. You weren't disappointed, no. But you knew how hard everyone could be on Luke, despite him being a rookie. You were a little conflicted, maybe this wasn't the best game you could've came to.

Luke made his way towards the tunnel, his expression disappointed. You knew this one of the biggest games of the season and knowing Luke, he probably thought it was all his fault.

You knew how much he poured into every game, and it pained you to see him shouldering the weight of the loss. Despite your conflicted feelings about the outcome of the game, your support for Luke never wavered.

You made your way out of the arena, waiting outside the player's exit area. You glanced around, scanning the area for any sign of Luke or the rest of the team. As the minutes passed, you shifted from foot to foot, nerves knotting in your stomach as you waited.

Finally, the door to the player's exit swung open, and you held your breath, your heart pounding in your chest. And then, there he was—Luke emerged from the doorway, his expression still clouded with disappointment from the game.

You stepped forward, a sympathetic smile tugging at your lips as you approached him. "Hey, Luke," you called out, your voice soft.

Luke's gaze met yours as he bit the inside of his cheek. "Hey."

You could feel the anxiety radiating off of him and you couldn't help but frown. You looked up at the taller brunette as he sighed.

"I'm sorry that I, uh wasted your time. I should have invited you to a better game." Luke apologized, his voice tinged with self-doubt.

You shook your head, a sympathetic smile touching your lips as you gazed up at him. "Luke, you didn't waste my time," you reassured him, your tone gentle yet firm. "Being here with you, win or lose, means more to me than you'll ever know."

"Yeah but we got our asses handed to us out there. And you had to see that." He shrugged as he sniffled, his gaze averting yours.

You could sense the weight of Luke's disappointment as he spoke, his words heavy with frustration and self-doubt. Gently, you reached out to hold his hand. His touch was tense before he relaxed into your touch.

"Luke, it doesn't matter what the scoreboard says," you said earnestly, your voice soft yet unwavering. "What matters is that you gave it your all out there, and that's something to be proud of."

Luke's eyes stilled, a flicker of vulnerability shining in his expression. "But we lost,"

You squeezed his hand reassuringly, offering him a small, understanding smile. "Win or lose, you're still out there doing what you," you reminded him. "And that's worth more than any score."

He sighed before he finally met your gaze. His expression softened for a moment, as he admired you. He let out a sigh before he pulled you in, embracing you tightly.

You both pulled away, Luke's lips slowly curving into a smile as he gazed at you. He let out a small chuckle before he shook his head. "God, this is depressing. What kind of date is this?"

"A date?" You repeated, chuckling. "Is this your idea of a date?"

Luke's cheeks flushed slightly as he realized what he had said, his embarrassment evident in the way he averted his gaze momentarily. "Uh, I mean..." he stammered, scratching the back of his neck sheepishly. "I guess I just meant... hanging out with you, you know?"

You couldn't help but smile at his awkwardness, finding his genuine charm endearing. "Well, in that case, it's the best date I've ever been on," you exaggerated with a playful wink.

Luke's smile widened at your response, the warmth in his eyes mirroring the affection you felt for him. "Yeah?"

"Yeah," you confirmed, reaching out to squeeze his hand reassuringly.

"Shut up. This is probably the worst one," he chuckled as he shook his head. "Watching as your date's ass get beat isn't exactly... the best."

You couldn't help but laugh at Luke's self-deprecating humor, easing the tension of the moment. "No, I've definitely had worse dates."

"How about I make it up to you?" Luke smiled as he pulled you in closer. You felt your face flush as you laughed.

"Are you asking me on a second date, Luke?" You teased, a playful glint in your eyes as you looked up at him.

Luke's smile widened, his expression earnest as he met your gaze. "I guess I am," he replied, his voice soft. "I owe you one, after all."

"Well, in that case, I'll gladly accept," you said with a grin, leaning into his embrace.

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[peachhcs]

will surprising sam and coming out to visit her at mich and going to her game

something other than hockey

hughes!sister x will smith au (samy + will)

ugh yes she has no idea he's coming until she wins the game and sees him after. later that night, they go out together getting somehwat drunk and then cuddling up togther on the couch.

2k words

warnings: underage drinking but that's really it

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michigan led the score 3-2 with two minutes left in the final half. the crowd in the stands were on their feet going crazy and cheering on the lady wolverines to keep up their lead. the ohio state women played dity earning themselves and the michigan red and yellow cards left and right. samy scaled the field with her teammates trying to recapture the ball while trying to watch her back after getting herself a yellow card ten minutes earlier for pushing one of the other girls over. 

ellen and jim were on their feet watching the game in anticipation with nearly every single men's hockey player scattered across the stands watching their favorite hughes play. ethan and mark stood at the front of it all making their section the most rowdiest. the two convinced their teammates to come out since it was the final home game and if they won this game, the girls advanced the elite eight—so much closer to the national championships. 

"let's go! run it up the field!" ethan hardly had a voice left as it rasped in his throat. 

the timer quickly itself down now with only 90 seconds left in the game. samy yelled things to her teammates as they started running towards the goal with the ball in their clutch. 

"take the shot! you've got time!" mark's voice was hardly there either. 

anytime the two went to samy's games they came back with a lot less voice than they started with. sometimes samy thought they were crazy for screaming at every game because a lot of the times they were the only ones screaming at the top of their lungs. 

one of the ref's whistles blew making a sign for a time out from ohio's side. everyone let out a collective, half annoyed sigh as the teams huddled together. 

"dunno why they're calling a time out. there's a minuet left and we have the ball. there's no way they're gonna score," ethan mumbled with a shake of his head. 

"osu's gonna dig for every chance they can get. i doubt they're gonna give it up that easily," jim mentioned. 

ethan and mark took the small break as an opportunity to rehydrate and hopefully make their throats less dry. "how you doing, smitty?" ethan shifted his attention to samy's boyfriend sitting to his right. 

the girl actually had zero idea will was in town for the weekend. it was his mission to finally surprise her and with this weekend being game less, of course he'd never pass up the opportunity to see his girl. 

was he missing all the practices this weekend? yes. would his coaches kill him for not being there? probably. would he sit bench at the next game? most likely. 

did will care? no. not at all. 

for once in his near 18-year playing career, he finally had something other than hockey to think about. hockey wasn't his number one anymore, nor would it ever be as long as samy was in life. 

"i'm good. getting worked up about this game," the blonde responded to ethan's question.

th older boy quickly nodded in agreement, "osu's playing like shit, yet we're getting all the cards." 

"the coach knows what he's doing. i think he's scared of samy knowing how well she's played this past season for only being a freshman," mark commented and the boys nodded in agreement. 

the whistle blew again and the girls got back into position. everyone's eyes were on samy as she traveled up the field alongside her teammates. something about the way she communicated and moved with four other girls reminded will a lot of his line with gabe and ryan. 

"put it in! show 'em what we got!" luca yelled from the back. 

the timer shrunk down to 40 seconds left. 

one of the girls passed the ball samy's way as she ran up the field towards the goal. osu's defense was strong, but boy was the youngest hughes stronger and smarter than them. 

"20 seconds!" ethan yelled. 

the crowd began counting down with the timer, so samy took her chances with putting it in. with her momentum from sprinting up the field, she did a near corner kick towards the goal. time slowed itself as everyone's eyes watched the ball soar through the air. 

osu's goalie jumped up, but she missed it by half an inch, so the ball scraped right past her finger tips and into the back of the net. 

screams erupted from the entire student section. the umich girls stormed the field in celebration while the boys jumped up in victory, immediately hugging one another. 

"for the first time in program history, the lady wolverines will continue on dancing to the elite eight! congratulations!" the announcer exclaimed through the speakers. 

will followed after the group of now excited hockey boys to the field to congratulate samy. he had been so wrapped up in the game that his nerves about surprising samy hadn't made themselves known until now. a crowd of students were already on the field sending their congratulations to the players it was hard keeping track of everyone. 

the blonde stuck himself close to ethan in fear that he'd get separated and lose the group. sweaty bodies hit into will almost knocking him sideways followed by a half apology that didn't really mean sorry. the boy quickly scanned people's faces hoping samy was somewhere close by and they could all leave the now crowded field. 

suddenly, someone squealed and ethan stopped walking. will's eyes flicked back over and he quickly caught sight of the girl wrapped up in mark's arms. all of the hockey boys crowded around the youngest hughes basically blocking will from her view. 

the blonde shifted on his feet waiting for her to finally notice him. his heart rate felt like it was pounding through his chest and he didn't know why. it was samy. his girlfriend. 

maybe will was freaked because this was the first time they've seen one another since summer ended and they went to college. talking over the phone and texting was one thing, but seeing one another in person was another. they only had two months of being in a relationship in person before college cut a wedge between that. 

finally, ethan stepped side, his eyes finding will's with a tiny smirk. samy followed the older boy's gaze in slight confusion before she met gazes with will. 

she stared at him for a good five seconds before jumping into his arms which almost sent both of them to the ground. 

"you're here. what are you doing here?" samy's grip was strong around will's neck. the boy smiled into her skin, breathing her in. 

"came to surprise you. got in this afternoon," he explained. 

having her in his arms and the way she held onto him eased all of the worries he had minutes before this. god, it felt so good. 

"don't you have practice? how'd you get out of it?" samy pulled back to see her boyfriend's face. he smiled a bit, putting her down, but not letting go. 

"i mean.. i didn't i just kind of left," will shrugged. 

"your coach is gonna kill you," samy couldn't believe he was skipping an entire weekend of practice for her. 

"they can do whatever they want to me if it means i get to spend a weekend with you," the blonde smiled softly. 

his words made the girl blush a deep crimson and it got even worse when he leaned down to connect their lips in a sweet kiss. the hockey players still watching smiled at the interaction along with ellen and jim. 

remembering that everyone was still watching them, samy carefully directed will's lips away from hers for the time being. he pouted some. "later," the girl mumbled before stepping away from him to greet her parents. 

"i gotta change and debrief the team. i'll catch you guys in like 20 minutes if you wanna wait around," the brunette looked back at everyone. 

"you got it little hughesy," ethan threw a thumbs up in her direction. 

the girl chuckled. she kissed will's cheek one last time before running off to join her teammates as they began walking back into the sports complex. a minute later, ethan jumped onto will's shoulders, a large grin on his lips. 

"i think that definitely went well. what do you think?" the older brunette asked. 

"definitely. thanks for getting me here," will grinned. 

"anytime, smitty. you're like our little brother now," ethan looked at mark who nodded. 

the younger boy smiled to himself at the boys' words.

—

later that night, samy and will found themselves tucked away in a corner couch at the senior hoceky house. truscott threw, so of course the invite opened itself to the youngest hughes and will. it was a good way to celebrate with some of her favorite people after today's big win.

the two made their rounds saying hi to everyone, but samy found them a couch off in a side room. the alcohol buzzed through their systems—sometimes samy had a hard time saying no when someone offered her a shot. plus, she thought she deserved it, too.

will definitely wouldn't pass up free alcohol, so he followed the girl's lead. now, the couple cuddled into one another letting the party drown out around them.

"'m glad you're here. i missed you," samy mumbled with a soft smile.

will's learned that samy became extremely affectionate and talkative whenever she was drunk, but he certainly didn't mind. he'd listen to her talk for hours.

"missed you too, pretty girl. feels like it's been forever," will hummed, eyes never leaving hers.

a small frown replaced the smile, "i know. wish we didn't live so far apart now. facetime isn't the same."

"winter break is soon, though. we'll get to see each other then."

"if my parents let me go to sweden. boston and another country are two completely different things," the brunette mumbled.

will almost forgot he was going to sweden for the us world juniors. that seemed so far away and now it was almost here. he squeezed samy's thigh that was draped across his lap.

"still can't believe you skipped practice to come see me," the girl changed the subject for now. her grin returned earning a smile from will.

"well what else am i gonna do? not see you until who knows when?" the blonde playfully raised his eyebrow.

"never known you to skip hockey practice for someone, especially a girl," samy chuckled. her hands reached up to play with will's curls on the nape of his neck not covered by the hat he had on.

her touch sent sparks down his spine and a little skip in his heartbeat.

"i guess things change."

"if you could rank them, what's first?" samy kept firing her random questions.

"you," will said without hesitation.

"me?"

"yes, you," the blonde smiled.

"you're lying," a laugh escaped the girl's lips as if she didn't believe her boyfriend.

"no i'm not," this time it was will's turn to be confused.

samy read his look, gently shoving him away from her, "come on, smitty. you've been focused on hockey for..for since we were born. there's no way anything could ever replace that."

the way she called him smitty, picking it up from gabe and ryan some years ago, did something dangerous to the boy. he gently shook his head, intertwining their fingers.

"that was before i realized i've been missing what's right in front of me all along. it's always you, samy," will said softly creating another deep blush on the girl's cheeks.

"god, you're so corny," the brunette rolled her eyes, but smiled nonetheless.

will cupped her cheek, bringing her lips closer to his since their kiss earlier was cut short because of everyone watching them. they connected in another sweet kiss.

samy's lips tasted of strawberries and vodka that only made will kiss her harder wanting to get every inch of that taste off her lips.

[milksuu]

Hello! What do you think about a scenario where Aphelios and reader meet in OSU or another game?

Like reader creates maps and uses songs that aphelios actually likes and so he ends up being the player that she always sees on her stat map charts with almost always being top 1. And one of them gets curious so they reach out on the app/netsite and they get to know each other?? Like kinda how they met and how their relationship would evolve over time. I'm not good with words but yeah!

❥ prompt: You were a revered OSU! map creator. He was a map farming legend. Especially your maps. He was always at the top of the stat charts. Praised or scrutinized, he was the daily hot topic in the /osu subforums. His username was the only thing you knew about him : m00ncake. You had no idea he would end up being Aphelios from the band Heartsteel. That's until he showed up at your job by accident, and you connecting the dots. Oh, did you forget to mention you worked at a maid café? ❥ content/warnings: fluffy fluff, mild hurt/comfort, minor angst (?) ❥ characters/pairings: Heartsteel!aphelios / f!reader

This was it. Your magnum opus! Once your song map hit the platform, thousands of players immediately clicked to dominate it. It wasn't going to be easy for them. You'd taken special care of making it more challenging than your previous maps....especially for one certain player.

m00ncake had a history of over-taking any map within the first try. After every song, there he was: placed at number one. With astronomical stats that would take days of practice for any top streamer to compete with. It's what made the whole scene that much more competitive.

But every gamer had their weakness. And you made this map specifically to exploit m00ncake. You had analyzed his replays. Over and over again. In the darkness of your room, till the desktop screen stung your eyes dry.

He was exceptionally good with rhythm, timing, and anything technical. If you could throw him off, even a little, you'd consider that a flawless victory. This time around you would delay the kick sliders, just by a fraction, before the uptick. The rhythm theoretically the same, but the minuscule margin of delay would throw any muscle memory built up from your previous maps alone.

You waited with baited breath. m00ncake played and finished your map. The stats were posted. Yet again, he proved to be the legend he was considered to be. Despite your best efforts. With the numbers alone, there was no way another player could possibly over-take him.

A few moments later, you received a direct message:

m00ncake: nice song. also fun map. can i ask a question?

You heart thumped inside your chest. Gulping, you allowed your fingers to type back:

mcreader: oh, thanks! and sure, go ahead. m00ncake: did you purposefully slow down the kick slider at certain parts? if you did, it was actually pretty challenging for me. i'm usually on auto-pilot so that kind of threw me off. haha

After that message, your friendship blossomed. Frequently messaging each other on the platform, to then adding each other on Discord. Whenever you posted a new map, m00ncake would call you, and have you listen to his insane key-board clicking sounds. The most intense ASMR one could experience, really.

It was always great to get feedback from him after he would finish. Being the professional OSU! player that he was, it was nice to get insight on possible map formations, songs, to just general technical suggestions. To no surprise, you both enjoyed the same style of music. It explained why his play history consisted of mostly your maps. Even your least popular ones.

But he never spoke. Not even a whisper. And you never pressed it. If he was just generally shy with speaking, you could understand. You didn't mind doing all of the talking, and him replying with short text, emojies or tts.

mcreader: i found a great song for a new map. but i have work now, so i'll probably do it later tonight. maybe post it if im not too sleepy. m00ncake: sounds good. i'm excited to play it when it comes out. i'm usually up at night so if you need some company, let me know. have a good day at work. ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

mcreader: will do! and tysm! have a good day too! ttyl! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

You pressed your phone to your lips. m00ncake was always so sweet, supportive, and always a treat to talk to (Well, text to). You just wished you knew his name. Or anything more about him, really. He was always very secretive. It made you wonder why.

When you made it to work, you dressed and fitted into your maid outfit along with the rest of the girls coming in for shift. You heard giggles and whispers, "Hey, did you see that guy that's at that one table? He looks just like Aphelios from Heartsteel!" Another girl wiggled excitedly, nodding her head. "Totally. But it's so hard to tell. He's got his mask on and has his hoodie up. No, there's no way it's not him. As a die-hard fan, I can tell!"

"That's enough, girls." The manager clapped her hands at attention. "Everyone already has their table assignments. And there will be no switching. Whether we have a special customer or not, we always provide excellence in our service. Understood?"

After learning your table assignments, you were ready for your shift. And looked like you were assigned the very table everyone seemed to want. Whines erupted around you. "How come she get's to serve Apehlios? I bet she doesn't even know who Heartsteel is." The mass of complaints silenced as the manager clapped her hands once more.

They were right. You weren't too knowledgeable on the up and coming band. But if they were right, then that made you all the more nervous. It wasn't everyday you served someone of musical prestige. You usually served single college guys, the occasional cute couple, or a group of high-school girls on a fun after school date.

"Welcome back, Master! It's an honor to serve you again today." You sang your rehearsed spiel at the customers table. 'Masters' were always treated as if they had come home from a long journey. "I'm glad you're back safely. You must be tired after being away from home so very long. Please, let me recharge you by taking your food and drink order."

What on earth? You almost broke character. You watched as the young man had his phone out, playing OSU! in the most casual way imaginable. He rolled his blood-moon eyes to acknowledge you, expression veiled. He placed his phone on the table, but his fingers continued to tap his screen while he scanned the heart-shaped menu.

D-Did he memorize the whole song!? The whole scene was out of this world. So distracted by this detail, you almost didn't realize he was trying to communicate. You looked down. He pointed and tapped a finger at his order. A lavender latte and dessert combo.

"Wonderful choice, Master. I'll let the fairy's know right away. Your dessert and drink will be out shortly."

You scurried away with the order. When you returned with a tray, you sought to investigate your customer a little more. It was customary to draw art on the latte foam. You smiled sweetly, drawing the shape of a rabbit. "I'm so happy you returned home, Master. I was so worried because it had been so long. Once I heard you were coming back, I couldn't help but be excited for today. The day when we would finally see each other again."

Honestly, you were just trying to ramble and waste time. He never bothered reacting to your whole gimmick. That gave you security to scan your eyes over his phone screen. Your breath hitched. His username...his username...his username...

m00ncake

You practically squirted the whole bottle of chocolate sauce on the table. Recovering with an innocent laugh, and wiped the table dry, and ran away to take cover in the employee's only section. You pulled out your phone and opened Discord:

mcreader: hey! super weird question, but um, what're you doing rn??????? m00ncake: ...me? just out and about. having something to eat. why ( ° - °) ??????? mcreader: i was just wondering, and im sorry if this is random but...is....is your name aphelios by chance?

After pressing send, you peeked around the corner. You watched as the young man tapped on his phone. After a pause, his eyes snapped wide. Panicked, he looked around the space. As if trying to find a proper response to your question.

It is you, you pressed your lips firmly together. You went back to his table and took his wrist, encouraging him to follow you. "Oh! Master, let me guide you to the restroom." You announced loudly, leading him away. You dragged him into the dressing room. Since next shift wasn't for a few more hours, no one would bother walking in.

"m00ncake, Aphelios--whoever you are. What're you doing here?" How embarrassing. If you ever decided to meet in person, you didn't want it to be like this. With you and your silly frilly outfit and cringey maid character (even though you did enjoy it). But this was way over the top than you imagined!

Aphelio's backed up slowly against a locker. He didn't say a word. Blinking wildly at your question. You pulled out your phone, revealing your Discord and OSU! conversations with him.

"You see this? That's you! And now I know that it's you...you're m00ncake...and Aphelio's from Heartsteel...and I-I'm..."

Why? Why? Why? Why couldn't he have been anyone else than a supposed famous idol star? Why couldn't he have been some normal guy with an obsession with online rhythm games? Someone weirdly normal, like you.

So why....why did you have to like someone so out of your league?

Girlish talk and laughter bounced outside the changing room door. Fearing the worst, you dragged you and Aphelio's into your clothing locker. You made shushing gestures to your lips, which was ironic, since you knew at this point he never said a word.

A couple of girls walked in, laughing to one another. "Wow, I can't believe I lost one of my hair ties. Thanks for letting me borrow yours." The other then replied, "No problem! I always keep spares in my bag. Hey, look. Whose headphones are these?"

In the frantic mess of your actions, Aphelio's lost his headphones. The pair continued to laugh and talk, wondering exactly where the headset even came from. You shifted your gaze upwards. And your heart squeezed horribly inside your chest.

Aphelio's had his eyes half-lided, almost closed. Breathing laboriously through his mask. He looked as if he was in pain. Flinching whenever one of the girls giggled too loudly, or the other raised their voice in excitement. In the condensed space, he had no room to move his arms and cover his ears.

Your eyes widened at the realization. This...this is all my fault. Carefully, you squeezed your arms up, cupping his ears in your hands. In this angle, your cheek condensed into his chest. You felt the erratic thumping of his heart. Slowly, it settled to a steady rhythm. The heaves of his chest dissipating to normal breaths.

When the girls finally left, you uncovered his ears, both slipping out of the locker. You picked up his headphones, adjusting them against his ears. You then fitted the hoodie over his head, wearing a sad smile, "I'm so sorry. About all that. About everything, really. Can...can you forget about today? And don't worry about paying for your meal. I'll cover it."

You didn't let him type or gesture a single word to you. Resuming character, you escorted him out of the maid café, with a take-home box in hand for his troubles.

Your shift dragged on. You didn't bother sending any messages to m00ncake. Or actually, Apehlios, you should say. And no messages came from him, either. Good...it's better this way. The two of you living in two separate worlds.

When end of shift came, the sky had darkened. With your dress bag slung over your shoulder, you left the café. When you stepped onto the sidewalk, someone familiar stood at the side.

"A-Aphelios, why did you..." before you finished, he messaged you on Discord. You opened the message:

m00ncake: i didn't want to forget about today. in fact, do you want to ride the train together?

You paused. A smile then formed across your lips. With a nod, you placed yourself at his side. In a comfortable silence, the two of you walked shoulder to shoulder. Your phone buzzed. Another ping:

m00ncake: i shouldn't probably say this but, i actually have a thing for girls in maid outfits. you can shove me in a locker and call me master anytime. (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

You blushed furiously, grabbing his arm and shaking it with a whine. Thinking maybe, just maybe, two totally different notes could be part of the same song.

an: omfg what a cute idea this was! honestly, im not versed in rhythm games, but i tried my best. maybe i went overboard too. thanks so much for the request @timetoeatthebread-blog!

[joeys-babe]

Story Description

Joe and y/n have been best friends for as long as they can remember. That's what happens when your moms have been best friends since high school and raised their kids together. Joe and y/n were inseparable, so much so that when the time came to pick a college to go to, they both picked OSU. When Joe transferred to LSU, y/n went right along with him.

The thing is, both of them had hidden feelings for one another but were too scared to say anything. y/n was terrified that if she told Joe that she had somewhat of a crush on him, he wouldn't feel the same, and their friendship would be ruined. Joe had the same fear, that y/n would say she didn't feel the same way and that their friendship wouldn't ever be the same. The pair graduated from LSU, and neither of them had confessed, they both hoped they could move on and just suppress the feelings they had.

Joe of course was drafted to the Cincinnati Bengals so he was moving back home to where his parents and y/n's parents were. y/n got a job and stayed in Louisiana. Two years later, they eventually lost contact due to being busy with their everyday lives when y/n got the news that the place she was working at was shutting down. "Time to move back home!" her mom told her.

She did what her mom suggested and moved back to Ohio. Will all of those feelings that were able to be suppressed stay in the past? Or.. will they resurface?

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Story Details

Trope: Childhood best friends to lovers

Warnings: Smut

Pairing: Joe Burrow x reader

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Masterlist

(last updated - December 24th)

Chapter One: Welcome Home

Chapter Two: Mother Knows Best

Chapter Three: Movie Night

Chapter Four: Practice

Chapter Five: Can I Get Your Number?

Chapter Six: Realizations

Chapter Seven: We Good

Chapter Eight: Good

Chapter Nine: Game Dey

Chapter Ten: Can I Kiss You?

Chapter Eleven: Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain

Chapter Twelve: Since LSU

Chapter Thirteen: Good Morning

Chapter Fourteen: October 1st

Chapter Fifteen: Parents

Update

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Playlist

Real Love Baby - Father John Misty

invisible string - Taylor Swift

ivy - Taylor Swift

Style - Taylor Swift

Pink + White - Frank Ocean

My Kind of Woman (instrumental) - MD

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[avalil18]

(Series)Meeting The Parents

Summary:you met joes parents for the first time and they absolutely adore you

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Y/n pov

It’s game day here at OSU and I’m so excited! Joe is finally playing! I also get to meet Robin and Jimmy, joes parents. I’m honestly quite nervous but I know they are loving people and amazing parents!

I’m wearing black jean shorts that aren’t to short and an OSU cropped long sleeve shirt with converse. My hair is down and curled at the ends and I put the front pieces up into clips. As I was walking into the stadium I see Robin and Jimmy. They quickly noticed me and walked over with some cousins and joes brothers.

“Y/n! It’s so nice to finally meet you!”-Robin says as she is hugging you

“Hi! I’m so excited to finally meet you too!”-you say hugging back

I moved away from Robin to give jimmy a quick hug

“Hi y/n! I’m Jimmy and it’s great to finally meet you!”-jimmy

“Aww! Thank you! Ive heard so many great things about you guys! Joe always talks so highly about you guys!”-you say pulling out of the hug

“Aww that’s so sweet! Joe always talks about you! I’ve never seen him so happy! Thank you for taking care of him!”-Robin

“Of course!”-you

I smiled and hugged the rest of the family and made small talk until Robin came up to me as we walked to our seats.

“So,where are you from y/n?”-robin

“Im from Northgate,Ohio! Just out of Cincinnati!”-you

“Omg! Such a cute town!”-robin

“Yeah! It’s great!”-you

“And how’s your family? Any siblings?”-robin

“They are good! I’m very close with my family! I have a twin brother and an older sister.I’m very close with them!”-you

“Awww! That must be so nice! As you know Joe has older brothers so he was really the only child in the house growing up!”-robin

“Yeah! He told me that they graduated high school when he was born!”-you

“Yep! But he is still very close with his brothers which I love!”-robin

“That’s so sweet!”-you

Robin and I talked for a bit more and we kept laughing as she told me stories about Joe when he was a kid.

“So y/n, do you work?”-daniel (joes brother)

“I do! I work in marketing for a company called Kroger!”-you

“Oh wow! Thats amazing!”-daniel

“Thank you! It’s a lot of fun!”-you

After talking with joes brothers for a bit the game finally started. All of us were cheering and stressing. As fourth quarter hit and the clock was 0:20 we knew we were going to win, and we did! I was so proud of Joe!

After the game ended we all walked down into the family area where the families wait for the players to come out. After a couple minute wait Joe finally came out. I let joes family greet him and congratulate him before I ran up to hug him.

“Hey there winner!”-you

“Hi babe!”-joe said hugging me

“I am so proud of you! You did amazing out there Joey!”-you

“Thanks! And thank you for coming out to support and meet the fam! I hope they weren’t a lot.”-joe

“Of course! And are you kidding? They are amazing and I love your family!”-you

“Haha,good!”-joe

Robin came up to us and said

“She’s a keeper Joey!”-Robin

Then Jimmy and everyone else joined in

“Yeah! She’s amazing!”-everyone

I gave a big smile! I am so happy they love me!

“Oh trust me, I know!”-joe

I gave Joe a big smile and kissed him on the cheek before giving him a hug.

“I got to go because my friend is taking me back, but it was so lovely meeting all of you!”-you say hugging everyone

“Awww y/n! I was so lovely meeting you and I hope to see you soon!”-robin

I hugged her and gave Joe one last hug and kiss then took off.

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Joes pov (after the game)

“Omg Joey I love her!”-robin

“Same!”- Daniel and Jimmy

“Good, because she’s the one.”-joe

Robin looked up at him

“Really! Omg Joe! Do you love her?”-robin

“Haha,yeah! I really do love her, mom! She helped me get rid of all my anxiety during the game. She said something to me this morning when I was getting nervous and I kept repeating in my head what she said during the game and it helped me so much. She makes me happy, like really happy! She just gets me and understands me.”-joe

“Awww! I’m so happy for you! I can see the way she looks at you and the way you look at her! That’s true love,Joey!”-robin

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Authors note: um hello aren’t they the cutest couple ever!!! Anyway hoped you enjoyed!🫶

[mamaestapa]

Late Night Talking

•pairing: Joe Burrow x reader

•series 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?

•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

•word count: 3.2k

•warnings: pregnancy, pregnancy cravings, slight angst, mentions of the OSU situation, and lots of fluff

series masterlist

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April 25, 2023

5 months pregnant

Huffing out a sigh, you turned onto your left side once again. You fluffed your pillow as you tried to get comfortable in bed. You’ve had a restless sleep all night, only getting maybe two hours at most. You just couldn’t seem to get comfortable, plus, your pregnancy cravings were hitting you pretty hard right now. You let out another sigh as the baby in your belly started to grow restless too. Your eyes were wide open as you laid on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.

You tried to fall back asleep, but your want for french fries and chocolate ice cream was much greater than your want for sleep.

You were now a little past 20 weeks into your pregnancy, which means you’re a little over the halfway mark. Which means, you have roughly 20 more weeks until you and Joe get to meet your sweet baby boy. Since your midway through the second trimester, your morning sickness is now completely gone, the headaches have eased, and the mood swings aren’t as bad. However when old symptoms disappear, the new ones start. You’ve now started to experience insomnia, more growing pains, and your favorite, pregnancy cravings.

For the past couple nights, you’ve been sneaking down to the kitchen around 1 am to get yourself and the baby a snack. You soon discovered that once the craving hit, it wouldn’t go away until yourself and the baby were satisfied. So as long as you were craving something, there was no way you’d be able to sleep anytime soon.

You reached over and grabbed your phone from the nightstand as you pulled the covers off of your body. You were sleeping in one of Joe’s t-shirts which went to your thighs, so it covered your panties. However, you thought you’d still slip on a pair of sleep shorts just in case you were caught by Joe. Joe has yet to catch you down in the kitchen satisfying your late night cravings, but you never know when he could come downstairs.

You cautiously left your bedroom, making sure to stay quiet as you slowly walked down the hall and down the staircase. Once you were successfully downstairs with minimal noise, you walked into the kitchen. It was almost as if your unborn son knew you were going to satisfy his hunger because as soon as you stepped foot in the kitchen, he was doing what felt like somersaults in your belly.

Chuckling softly at your sons movements, you turned on the lights above the island. Once the kitchen was lit up just enough for you to find your snack, you opened the freezer, looking for your chocolate ice cream and french fries. However, you had no luck finding either. The freezer was pretty much empty except for the usual: frozen chicken breasts, frozen fried rice, a few popsicles, and a couple other items of yours and Joe’s. You frowned deeply as you shut the freezer door. No ice cream and french fries for you. Looks like it’s going to be a sleepless night…

You sighed and put your hands on your belly, rubbing it softly as you spoke to your son, “Sorry little man, no ice cream and fries for us tonight.” The boy kicked the side of your belly gently, making you smile. His movements were something you’d never grow tired of feeling. You took your hands off of your bump and crossed them over your chest as you walked over to the pantry, finding a different snack to enjoy since you knew you’d only be able to go back to sleep once you ate something.

Your eyes scanned over the pantry, lighting up when they landed on the jar of salted pretzel rods. You grabbed the jar with one hand, while reaching for the container of peanut butter with the other. You shut the pantry door with your foot and walked over to the island, setting your late night craving concoction down on the marble countertop.

Grabbing a spoon from the drawer and smiling happily, you began to prepare you snack. Just as you were about to put the peanut butter covered pretzel in your mouth, you were interrupted by a brighter light being turned on in the kitchen. You whipped around at the sudden change of light, eyes falling on a sleepy, messy haired, Joe. He squinted his eyes as he looked at you.

"Y/n, what are you doing?" Joe asked, yawning tiredly. “Your son was hungry..." you trailed off, keeping eye contact with your baby daddy while you took a bite of the pretzel covered in peanut butter.

“At one in the morning?”

“Yup. Pregnancy cravings.”

Joe rubbed his eyes and stretched his arms, a groan escaping from his lips as he walked over to you. He furrowed his brows and grabbed a pretzel from the jar, covering it in peanut butter. You watched Joe with raised eyebrows. You were shocked to see him prepare the same snack as you. During the day, Joe would never indulge in your cravings with you. He claimed he couldn’t put all of that “junk” in his body after all the hard work he’s put into his body and health during the off-season. But here he was now, indulging in these cravings with you at one in the morning.

"You know," Joe said, taking a bite of the pretzel, “this actually isn’t too bad.” You nodded in agreement as you too munched on another peanut butter covered pretzel. As you chewed and swallowed the crunchy pretzel, your face turned to a look of disappointment and slight disgust. This was not satisfying your cravings whatsoever.

Joe must have noticed the turned away look on your face because he put the lid back on the peanut butter.

“Not hittin’ the spot?” He asked, a light chuckle following his words. You sighed, frowning begrudgingly, “Not all. We don’t have what baby boy and I were craving, so I thought maybe this would satisfy it instead,” you said, gesturing to the concoction on the counter, “but it didn’t, at all.”

Joe frowned slightly as he looked over at you, “I’m sorry,” he sighed softly, “what sounded good tonight?”

“Fries and ice cream—chocolate ice cream,” you gasped, “Oh! Like a frosty from Wendy’s…”

Joe shook his head, chuckling softly. “Y/n, it’s one in the morning.” He pointed out, “Wendy’s isn’t open.”

“I know,” you sighed in exasperation, “it just sounds so good.” You looked down at your swollen tummy, putting your hands on your hips as you spoke to the baby, “Doesn’t it peanut?”

The baby boy kicked in response. You looked up at Joe, a smile pulling at your lips, “He just kicked, so that means he agrees.”

Joe just shook his head at you. He didn’t feel like going anywhere at one in the morning, but he knew once a pregnancy craving hit you, you wouldn’t be able to do anything until that craving was satisfied. Joe wanted you and his baby boy to be happy, so he decided to suggest an idea to you. Something that would satisfy your craving and potentially give him the chance to do something he’s wanted to do for a long time…

“What if I take you to Mcdonald’s?” he offered, “I know it’s not the same, but at least you’ll get your fries and ice cream.” You smiled at Joe’s offer, nodding your head as you replied, “I’d love that. Thanks Joe.”

Joe smiled at you as you reached out to grab his hand. You placed the palm of his hand gently against your belly, the two of you smiling wider when you felt the little kick. Joe pulled his hand away from you as he sucked in a breath. His thoughts ran wild as his heart swelled when he gazed down at you. There were many things that Joe wanted to say to you, but he didn’t know how.

He hid his hesitation with a smile as he gestured for you to follow him, “C’mon, let’s go get you your fries mama.”

~time skip~

Joe drove through the empty drive through line, ordering a large fry and chocolate shake for you. He thanked the worker and pulled up to the window, doing his best to conceal you. The public still doesn’t know that you and Joe are having a baby together. They know that you’re expecting, but they don’t know that your expecting with their beloved quarterback. As Joe drove up to the window, you reached behind you and grabbed a sweatshirt that was laying on the seat. You placed the sweatshirt on your lap, hiding your growing belly from the McDonald’s worker.

As soon as the window opened, the guy at the cash register gasped as he noticed who his customer was.

“Oh my god, you’re Joe Burrow!”

Joe chuckled and handed the guy a 20 dollar bill. “That’s me.”

You leaned back in the seat, trying to hide yourself a bit behind Joe as you listened to him and the young man at the register exchange a few words.

“What are you doing out here man, it’s almost two in the morning.” The worker asked, handing Joe his change. “Just a late night.” He said with a smirk, pushing back the workers hand, “You keep it, bud. Have a nice night.”

“You too Joe! Can I get your autograph?” The young man asked with lots of enthusiasm. Joe smiled, “Sure.”

The worker handed him a cup, a sheepish smile on his face, “It’s all I’ve got.” Joe chuckled and signed his autograph on the plastic cup. He handed the cup back to the cashier, “What’s your name?”

“Jace.”

Joe gave a curt as he spoke, “Have a great night Jace.”

Joe pulled up to the next window, the workers at that window having the same reaction as Jace did. You were a bit worried they’d seen you, but everyone in that McDonalds was too starstruck by Joe being in the drive through to even notice you sitting in his passenger seat. Joe waved goodbye to the workers after grabbing the bag of fries and your shake from a blonde college student (who was definitely drooling over Joe the whole time). You couldn’t help but smile at Joe as he drove away from the McDonald’s parking lot. The way he interacted with his fans of all ages warmed your heart. Joe is such a kind and genuine guy. He always has been—it’s what you love most about the quarterback. Your baby boy is so lucky to have Joe as his dad.

Joe pulled into the parking lot of Kroger, putting the car in park and leaning back in his seat just a bit as he looked over at you.

You furrowed your brows in confusion as you looked at the empty parking lot.

“What are we doing here?”

“I was going to park in the McDonald’s parking lot and let you eat your snack there like old times.”

Your heart skipped a beat at the words like old times. You immediately knew what he meant by that. You lost track of how many times it was, but when you were in college, late night McDonald’s trips were a must. So many nights, you, Joe, Nick, Sam and Emma would always stop for food at McDonald’s after a late night out. Sam would drive and order the food for you all, while Emma sat in the front. You, Joe, and Nick piled into the back of the little car. After you got your food, Sam would pull into a parking spot and you’d all eat your cheeseburgers burgers, fries, and chocolate shakes at 3 o’clock in the morning, in Sam’s car, in the McDonald’s parking lot. What good times those were.

“But,” Joe continued, “too many people around, figured this would be better.” You nodded in agreement as you took the wrapper off of your straw and put it into the chocolate shake. You took a generous drink of the shake, moaning at the delicious, rich flavor. This was already satisfying your cravings.

“Hit the spot?” Joe chuckled, watching you take the lid off of the shake and dip a few french fries into the chocolate cream. You nodded, “This is the best thing I-,” you gestured to your bump, “We, have had all day.”

“Good,” Joe said, a warm smile on his face as he watched you indulge, “I’m glad.”

Some time passed, and as you were eating your fries and shake to satisfy your cravings, Joe’s thoughts ran wild. He first thought about the college days. All of the stolen glances, sneaking kisses, and hiding it all from Sam. Joe deeply wishes he never let Sam influence him into breaking your heart before he left for Louisiana. He then thought about seeing you for the first time since college when he got drafted by the Bengals. You looked a little more grown up, as did he. But you still had that sweet smile and those beautiful eyes he loved so much.

You were still the Y/n he fell in love with as a 19 year old.

Joe’s mind then wandered to the rekindling of your friendship. It took some time and few tries on both of your ends, but eventually your friendship became what it once was before. Joe began to seriously think about his feelings for you. The feelings he’s always had for you—the love he’s always felt for you. Joe has been in love with you for years, and now that you’re pregnant with his baby, that love has grown even stronger. He knows he can’t hide from his feelings anymore. He wants you to be his like you should’ve been back in Ohio State. Joe knows you feel the same way about him as he does for you. He knows he can’t push these feelings away anymore. It’s time to finally ask you what he’s been wanting to for almost six years now…

Joe sat up in the drivers seat, turning his body a bit so he was facing you. A smile grew across his face as he watched you smile into the bite of fries you just took. You looked up from the container, face dropping as you wiped at your mouth.

“Is there something on my face?” You asked, wiping at your chin and the corners of your mouth. Joe shook his head, “No, no. I’m just,” he let out a deep sigh, “I need to ask you something.”

You put the fry container down on the center console, giving Joe your full attention. He sounded pretty serious when he said he needed to ask you something. You furrowed your brows slightly as you looked into his blue eyes. What is it that he wants to ask you?

“Sure,” you nodded, “What is it?”

Joe sucked in a breath as he fiddled with the bracelets on his left wrist. Here goes nothing…he thought to himself.

“I’ve been thinking,” he said as he continued to fiddle with his bracelets, “I want our boy to have both of us around all the time.” You nodded along to what he was saying, brows furrowing slightly.

“He will Joe, what do you mean?”

“I mean that I want us to be together, Y/n.” Joe blurted. He was worried how you were going to react to his confession. Your mouth dropped slightly in shock. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Joe really wanted to be with you? Joe sighed before he continued.

“I want us to be together, as a couple. I have for years now.” Joe confessed, his voice quiet. “I was thinking and, our baby boy deserves that relationship when he comes into the world. Y/n, you deserve that relationship. After the shit I did to you in college…” he trailed off, taking a deep breath, “I want to make it up to you. I want to show you how much you mean to me, every single day. I want to be the one that gives you the love that you deserve. I should have never left you the way I did all those years ago. I love you Y/n. And If you’ll let me,” Joe reached out and grabbed your hand, squeezing it gently as you laced your fingers with his. “I’ll prove it to you every day.”

Your eyes welled up with tears as you listened to Joe’s confession. These were words you wanted to hear for quite a while now, and now that you were hearing them, you were feeling overwhelmed. Overwhelmed with joy. Overwhelmed with hope. And most of all, overwhelmed with love. A small smile made its way onto your face as you uttered those words you’ve wanted to say for years.

“I want to be with you too, Joe. I want us to be together.”

“You do?” Joe asked, his voice quiet yet hopeful. You nodded, a small smile pulling at your lips as you confirmed your answer further.

“Yes. I’ve always wanted to be yours Joe…” you trailed off, looking into his blue eyes that showed nothing but happiness and unconditional love. He leaned over the center console, leaning in and cupping your cheek gently as he slowly and sensually smashed his lips against yours. You deepened the kiss, your hands reaching for his dark blonde hair. The two of you smiled into the kiss knowing what this meant for you and your relationship.

Joe pulled away, smiling softly at you, “Y/n,” he said, watching the smile grow on your face as he popped the important question, “Will you be my girlfriend?”

You nodded, grinning happily up at Joe. Your voice was quiet as you responded, “Yes Joe. I’ll be your girlfriend.”

Joe’s grin matched yours as he leaned in once again to place a sweet kiss on your lips. Both of you were on cloud nine, feeling happiness and bliss you haven’t felt in a long time. You were finally together. After years of being apart, after years of unspoken feelings, and after months of working through things together for your unborn baby, you and Joe were finally a couple. You and Joe can both agree: It’s been a long time coming.

You pulled away from Joe, a small smirk on your face as you teased him.

“This isn’t our first date, right?”

Joe chuckled, bringing a hand to your thigh and squeezing it gently, “No. I’ll take you out on a date that doesn’t include McDonald’s french fries.”

“But that’s just like old times remember? You and I, sharing fries in the back of Sam’s car.” You said with a light laugh, making Joe chuckle once again.

“That’s good for maybe a fifth date,” he smiled warily at you as he continued, “but I’m going to take you on a real first date. One that I should’ve taken you on years ago.”

Joe took his hand off of your thigh and placed it on the center of your belly. “But now I get to take both of you, so that’s even better.” Joe’s actions and words made you grin so wide that you didn’t think you’d ever be able to stop. You placed your hand over his, looking into his blue eyes and speaking wholeheartedly.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, pretty girl.”

You and Joe spent the next 20 minutes talking about date ideas, how you’d break the news to everyone that you’re dating, and how ecstatic you both are to finally be together. All while sharing your McDonald’s french fries and chocolate shake, just like you did as young college kids.

hi loves!!

first of all i apologize for how all over the place this was. i’m not the greatest when it comes to writing love confessions and being asked out lol

so y/n and Joe have made things official! how do we feel about that? how do we think SAM will feel? we haven’t heard from him in a bit…

i know a lot of you are happy about the fluff in this chapter😉 however, my angst girlies, don’t you worry because it’s coming👀

thank you all so much for all the love on this series and my blurbs! i appreciate it so much. all of the kind words, likes, and reblogs definitely keep me motivated to keep pushing out all of this content for you. so thank you🤍

you’re all the best and i hope you have a great week! another update coming tuesday, could be super fluffy or it could be angsty…i’ll let you find out for yourself😉

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