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joeys-babe · 2 months

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Joey B Imagines: She’s Electric

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Summary: Tee’s nosiness comes in handy.

(Part three to - part 1, part 2)

Warnings: None

Pairing: Joe Burrow x *athletic trainer* reader

Imagine Universe: Misc.

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September 12, 2022 - *Continuation of last part*

“They were talking about me?” - Joe

“Yeah…” - Tee

Tee looked around before sitting down at the table and leaning in close.

“Well? What were they saying?” - Joe

“Joe… did you guys hook up?” - Tee

“Yeah…” - Joe

“Oh. Okay, that makes more sense, but Nick asked her if she'd told you yet. I don't know what, but she was supposed to tell you something. She said no and that after you guys hooked up, she panicked. Told you that it was just a one-night stand.” - Tee

All at once, all of the guys looked at me with the same look on their faces.

“That means she wanted more then.” - Joe

“Seems like it, but I think you might've lost your chance.” - Tee

“Why'd you say that?” - Sam

“She put her two weeks in. She told Nick this was the last team she was working for. And get this… the only player she slept with was the guy from the Niners. The ones from other teams were all made-up rumors, which is why she kept leaving teams.” - Tee

“How'd that come up?” - Sam

“That's why she freaked out and didn't tell Joe she liked him. y/n told Nick that she didn't want him to have to be connected to her name.” - Tee

Without saying a word, I jumped up from the table and started toward the trainer’s offices.

I barged into y/n’s office to find only Nick.

“Where is she?!” - Joe

“Who? y/n-.” - Nick

“Yes, y/n. Where is she?” - Joe

“She left… why?” - Nick

“I need to tell her.” - Joe

Nick cocked his head to the side, a confused look on his face.

“Tell her what?” - Nick

“That I want her. All of her. I don't care about the rumors that are connected to her name. Tee overheard your conversation, and I can't let her get away without her knowing how I seriously feel.” - Joe

I noticed a small smile forming on Nick’s face as I spoke, and he nodded when I was done.

“Tell me how you ‘seriously feel’, son.” - Nick

“Her smile, man, it's like a burst of sunshine that can light up even the gloomiest of days. Every time she walks into a room, my heart starts racing like crazy, and I can't help but get lost in her presence. She's got this amazing sense of humor that always has me cracking up, and her laugh is so infectious. She's not just a pretty face - she's super smart and talented too. I could spend hours talking to her about anything and everything. I just… she's electric.” - Joe

Cutting my answer short when I realized I was ranting, Nick chuckled and leaned back in his chair.

“What if I told you that you just did?” - Nick

“Did what…” - Joe

“You told y/n how you seriously feel.” - Nick

Confusion was the only word to describe how I was feeling. My expression matched Nick’s earlier one.

“Turn around, Joe.” - Nick

My stomach dropped, and I slowly turned on my heels to see y/n standing behind me in the doorway. She was slightly jaw-dropped.

“I forgot my water bottle… had to come and grab it. Did you mean… everything?” - you

“Yes.” - Joe

After letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding in, Nick patted me on the back and left the room.

He shut the door behind him, and I looked down to my feet.

“Joe, I'm really scared.” - you

“About what?” - Joe searched your eyes with his own

“How I feel about you. I've never felt it about someone before. It's just that we've only known each other for a month, and there's so much you don't know about me. The rumors too, being with an NFL player after my ‘history’ is a bad look for me and my job.” - you

“We can get to know each other more before anything serious happens, but just know that I seriously care about you. I don't give a shit about the rumors because they're not true and don't define you. Also, you're crazy if you think I'm going to let your job get affected because of me.” - Joe

“So… what now?” - you

As our eyes met, a wave of emotions washed over us. The air crackled with anticipation, and time seemed to stand still.

With trembling voices, we confessed our feelings, poured our hearts out to each other, and said every word we'd been thinking since that one night. At once, all doubts and fears faded away, replaced by an overwhelming sense of joy and connection.

We took each other's hands, knowing that this was the start of something incredible.

At that moment, everything felt charged with an indescribable energy.

And so, hand in hand, we stepped into a future filled with endless possibilities, knowing that our love would always be electric, igniting our hearts with a love that would never fade.

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A/N: Everlasting Love is defrosting.

Hope you enjoyed! 💕💕

#joe burrow #bengals #joe burrow imagine #joe burrow x reader #joey b #cincinnati bengals #joe burrow fan fic #joe burrow series

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a-wayne-at-heart-too · 4 years

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Ask: The 27th of April, the Last (and Long) Part

Bonus Ask:

[Stately Wayne Manor]

Jason: *helping Alfred clear out the dinner table* You think we should’ve asked Harley to stay for dinner?

Alfred: If you wished to see Master Bruce’s hair turn to grey as you ate dessert, I don’t see why not.

Jason: *burps loudly and fans his breath away* Whoops. Sorry, Alf. Just my way of complimenting your cooking.

Alfred: *carrying the dishes to the kitchen* Then perhaps you should come here more often, Master Jason.

Jason: *following Alfred* I'd rather not cause any trouble.

Alfred: *stops in his tracks and turns to face Jason with a stern expression* And you don't think it troubles me that you feel unwelcome here?

Jason: *takes the dishes from Alfred’s hands, sets them on the kitchen island, and pulls him in for a hug* Alf, hey... I didn’t mean it like that. I know you guys care about me, it’s just...

Alfred: *sobbing into Jason's shirt* We've already lost you once... Once is enough, Jason...

Jason: *tightens the hug and gently plants a kiss on top of Alfred’s head* I know, I know... I'm back, Alf. I'm back.

>>> *** <<<

Dick and Barbara: *sitting on the carpeted floor in the study, enjoying the heat from the fireplace in front of them, going through a stack of photo albums*

Dick: *smiling fondly* Wow, these are old-old.... I should probably scan them before they crumble to pieces.

Dick: *stops at a page and points at a picture of Bruce and Jason on a boat, smiling, and holding up a tuna* Check this out, Babs... Aw, I love this one. I had a few days off from work, decided to spend it here. Somehow Jason convinced Bruce to take break from himself and go fishing.

Dick: *talking animatedly* So, there we are on Bruce’s huge fishing boat, the Bat-2-Sea -- And Jason’s starting to get seasick because he’s been hanging out by the edge, waiting for a bite for hours -- The persistence on that kid! -- And he finally gets one! A big one, Babs -- *spreads his arms* -- and it was pulling down hard like you wouldn’t believe, but Jason just wouldn’t let go! -- So Bruce drops the glass of wine he’s holding and runs to grab him --

Barbara: What were you doing?

Dick: Who do you think took the picture? As I was saying -- Bruce, he -- he -- *starts to laugh so hard that he tears up* trips over Jason’s line somehow and falls into the ocean! *slapping-the-floor laughing* The World’s Greatest Detective, in his Batwaders, drenched like a wet bird... *sighs happily* You should’ve seen his face!

Barbara: *turns the page* Oh, I can see it now. Still stone-faced, but wet.

Barbara: *stops at a page and giggles* Aw... Will you look at that?

Dick: *looks at the photo Babs is pointing at and chuckles softly* That’s adorable.

Barbara: Those scaly leotards fit him better than they ever did you, Boy Wonder.

Dick: *smirks* Whatever. But I have to admit, he did look great. He looked really... happy. I wish... I wish I saw more of him in action, you know? *voice breaking* I could’ve maybe trained him the way I did Tim and Damian --

Barbara: *rubs his back comfortingly* Dick...

Jason: *walks into the study* Dickie, I took some of your --

Dick: *clears his throat and wipes his eyes haphazardly* Hey, Little Wing!

Jason: Wait, are those our old family photos?

Barbara: *pats the empty spot beside her* C'mere.

Jason: *sits down and rubs his hands together* Where’s the one where Bruce goes kersplat in the ocean?

Jason: *flips through the pages and grimaces at his photos as Robin* You're not gonna use these to blackmail me, are you?

>>> *** <<<

Duke: *watches as his RPG character explodes for the fifth time in a row and shakes his head* You beat me again! You're so good at this game, man.

Jason: *snorts and puts his controller down* Dude, you weren't even trying. If I didn't know better, I'd say you were letting me win.

Duke: What? Naaaah... That's... Come on, why would I do that?

Jason: *gets up and shrugs, grinning knowingly* I dunno... 'Cause you like seeing me alive?

Duke: Yeah. It’s pretty awesome, actually.

Jason: *offers to bump fists* I gotta pack up. Good game, though. See you around, bro.

Duke: *exploding-fist-bumps with Jason* You too, bro.

Jason: *pats Ace the Bathound’s head as he exits the game room*

>>> *** <<<

Steph: *examining Jason’s face* You look really pale.

Cass: *pointing at various spots on his face* And you have a lot of... scars.

Jason: *sitting on a stool in front of Cass’s vanity dresser, staring at himself in the mirror and absentmindedly running a finger over the shirt-covered scar on his chest* Yeah? That bad, huh?

Steph: *grins* Nothing a little makeup can’t fix.

Jason: *rubbing his chin* You think so? I mean, I just came here to borrow a few weapons from Cass, but if you think I need a makeover...

Steph and Cass: *look at each other and squeal in delight*

>>> *** <<<

Tim: And this *holding up a minuscule gadget between his fingers for Jason to see* generates a force field over your entire body. The more the impact, the greater the energy generated. Schway, huh?

Jason: *nodding his head appreciatively as he takes the gadget and sticks it on the lapel of his leather jacket* Schway.

Tim: *proudly shows Jason a Bat-shaped breastplate * Now, this -- You're gonna love this -- It can turn you invisible to the naked eye for roughly 34.5 seconds, giving you time to do all kinds of offensive or defensive stuff. They won’t know what hit them, Jay. You’re basically gonna be invincible and Joker... Joker, he’s... he’s not... not gonna... *drops the breastplate unceremoniously*

Jason: *places a hand on Tim’s shoulder* Thank you, Timbo. Really. But I'll be fine out there. You don't have to worry about me.

Tim: Yeah? Can you promise me that? Because I don’t think I can live through another one of Bruce's meltdowns.

Jason: *chuckles softly* Aren't they the best?

>>> *** <<<

Jason: *staring at an empty grave layered with concrete in the backyard*

Jason: *rolls his eyes* I know you're there.

Bruce: *comes out of the shadows and stands next to Jason*

Jason: Why'd you keep it?

Bruce: Because I'm a sentimental old fool.

Jason: This is just... creepy. Even for you.

Bruce and Jason: *stare at the empty grave in silence*

Jason: I've forgiven you.

Bruce: *glances at Jason, who could’ve sworn his adoptive father’s eyes were bloodshot*

Jason: You know that, don’t you? I mean, I know we’re always going to disagree about Jok-- about him, and a few other things, but... You’ll always be family, Bruce. My family.

Bruce: *looks at Jason, smiling wearily*

Jason: *grinning back at Bruce*

Bruce: *puts an arm around Jason’s shoulder* Thank you... Son.

Jason: *pulls Bruce in for a tight hug*

Bruce and Jason: ...

Jason: Hey, remember that time you went kersplat in the ocean?

>>> *** <<<

Damian: *knocks softly on Jason's bedroom door* Todd.

Jason: *stuffing a duffel bag with clothes, homemade snacks, and weapons* Hey, kid, come in. I’m just getting my stuff ready --

Damian: These came from Mother. *drops a pile of books on Jason’s old desk*

Jason: *picking one after the other up excitedly* Tolstoy, Machiavelli, Sun Tzu, Shakespeare, Marx... No way...

Damian: They’ve been with me for a while. But since you rarely come over, they’ve been collecting dust and taking up valuable space in my room. -Tt-

Jason: *wiping the dust off with his shirt and hugging each one* She kept them... These were my friends back when I was in the League...

Damian: I didn’t realize we had more in common than just being my Father’s sons.

Jason: Wow. I have no idea how I’m supposed to bring all of these home. I mean, I got here on roller blades, for Bat’s sake --

Damian: *thrusts a piece of paper into Jason’s chest* This is for you.

Jason: *gingerly uncrumples it, revealing a painting of him and Damian*

Jason: *reading the writing in calligraphy underneath* “The Second Chance Robins”... *looks at Damian, feeling the tears well up in his eyes* You made this?

Damian: *looking down at his feet* When it’s my day... M-my d-day... Will you come over, too?

Jason: *gets down on bended knee to be at eye level with his little brother* Hey, buddy, look at me. Damian, look at me. Of course. Listen, we’ll do whatever you want. We’ll, um... We’ll take bad guys down together! Pull pranks on Tim! You name it, I got you.

Damian: Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Todd.

Jason: I promise that I’ll do my best, okay?

Damian: You could stay the night, you know. You’re home anyway.

Jason: *ruffles Damian’s hair and grins* I'd like that. As long as you hang out here with me. And I promise I won't tell anybody because it'll ruin our reputation.

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If truth be told, @wingedskyes , Jason makes himself available on his Death Day. Because even if neither he nor his family and friends mention it, he knows that they need him just as much as he needs them.

Thank you for this Ask. It was both fun and just a tad bit heartbreaking to write.

And thank you, @warrior-of-the-blue-moon , for the nice addition.

See: Part 1, Part 2

#Ask #Bruce Wayne #Richard Grayson #Jason Todd #Timothy Drake #Damian Wayne #Barbara Gordon #Stephanie Brown #Cassandra Cain #Duke Thomas #Alfred Pennyworth #Talia al Ghul #Ace the Bathound

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