"I don't want to meet her because I feel guilty. Or because people online figured it out. Or because it's the right PR move." His voice cracks, but he steadies it. "I want to meet her because she's mine. Because she's half you. Because when I saw her picture, something in me-just-shifted. And it hasn't gone back since." remake of my old "baby burrow (Joe.)" #1 in joeburrow #3 in Cincinnatibengals

giving the people what they want....a Jaxson Dart fanfic.

"𝑴𝜜𝒀𝜝𝑬 𝐼 𝑱𝑼𝑺𝜯 𝑾𝜜𝑵𝑵𝜜 𝜝𝑬 𝒀𝜪𝑼𝑹𝑺" in which Jaxson Dart takes a liking to Cam Skattebo's younger sister.

Book 1 Prequel to Embered Fate Complementary Adjective; Combining in such a way as to enhance or emphasize the qualities of each other or another. Fate is inevitable and when two worlds collide, what's to stop unconditional love? But when lines are crossed can they be repaired? A crazy collision of two upcoming stars, one wears a football helmet and one wears red carpet dresses, they are not the same, but the two may just bring out the best of each other with some underlying surprises ahead of them. January 2023-April 2025

✨ What happens after the ending you thought was final? ✨ Some connections don't stay buried, no matter how deep you try to push them. Some people leave marks that never really fade, even when the love seems like it's gone. And sometimes - in the cities that hold all your history - you look up and there they are. The one you've been trying to forget. Joe and Riley's story didn't end when they thought it did. It just went quiet. Through anonymous gifts and careful distance, new hair colors and old wounds, they've both tried to move on while still carrying pieces of each other. But now? The walls they've built are cracking. Because some things - the way he still feels like home, the way she still makes him forget how to breathe - don't just disappear because you want them to. 💔 The sequel to Hide is about what it means to love someone twice. To rebuild trust from nothing. To choose each other again, knowing exactly how much it can hurt. 💔

Joe Burrow is trying something new: being seen. Not Joe Burrow the quarterback everyone knows-but Joe the person. The one who reads philosophy books, thinks about more than football, and is finally ready to show a little more of himself. It's strategic, his team says: attend events, do appearances, offer glimpses of his real personality. Give the media something so they stop digging for everything. Y/N Y/L/N has always been seen-maybe too much. Fourteen million followers know about her bipolar disorder, her endometriosis, her therapy breakthroughs, her bad days and good ones. She built an empire on radical honesty because hiding almost killed her once. Authenticity made her famous-but it hasn't made love easy. Every partner adored her when she was shining. Every partner left when she wasn't. When she meets Joe at the Met Gala, neither knows who the other is. He's just a guy with a cufflink problem. She's just someone kind enough to help. A brief, genuine moment-before the chaos pulls them apart. Six months later, at the GQ Awards, they meet again. This time they know exactly who the other is-and that spark wasn't imagined. He's learning to be open. She's spent years living that way. He's realizing that being seen doesn't mean being consumed. She's learning that privacy isn't dishonesty-it's protection. They're not opposites; they're two people meeting in the middle. This is a story about timing, growth, and connection-about what happens when you meet someone right as you're both becoming who you're meant to be.

What's the worst that can happen when the guy you hate so much becomes the guy you love the most?

the beginning of a story on how New York Gaints quarterback, Jaxson Dart meets a barista and falls in love

Emery James and Jaxson Dart would have never pictured their life's to be intertwined, but one charity event and a lot of FaceTime calls later here they were

Joe Burrow has been the one man to make me care about sports...not my proudest moment. Anyways enjoy these imagines. Check me out over in Tumblr @toppersbitch