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Joe and Ja’Marr work out a play at practice.
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27 Jan 2026
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maybe i’m too busy being yours (to fall for somebody new) by snowyroads
Fandoms: National Football League RPF
12 Jan 2025
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“Now,” Ja’marr starts, leaning down to, so carefully, take off Joe’s reading glasses. “Take these sexy librarian glasses off-“ Joe sputters, laughing, “-And come build a snowman with me.” Ja’marr finishes, setting the glasses on top of the book.
Joe sighs, he was going to go with Ja’marr no matter what but he appreciates the extra compliments.
or in which Joe and Ja’marr are snowed in and bored.
Bookmarked by capsquarrtet
26 Jan 2026
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give you something good to celebrate by snowyroads
Fandoms: National Football League RPF
28 Dec 2024
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Joe slowly opens his eyes to see a singular chocolate cupcake with white frosting and an orange, unlit candle in the middle in his hands. “Happy birthday, Joey.” Ja’marr says.
And Joe—is definitely not going to cry over a cupcake.
or Ja’marr gives Joe a birthday gift after their win against the Cowboys.
Bookmarked by capsquarrtet
25 Jan 2026
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Joe x Ja’marr throughout the NFL season.
*Purely fiction and meant for fun.
“Yeah, if you overthinkin', I get high with you
If you ever sinkin', I go down with you
AllI need, my baby and a cigarette
Convo gettin' dry but I can get it wet.”CIGARETTES by Amir Obe
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Bookmarked by capsquarrtet
25 Jan 2026
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Will lets Mike put handcuffs on him while he blows him.. that’s lowkey it.
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“That’s it. Just like that.” Mike muttered, breaking eye contact just for a brief moment to press a kiss just above the waistband of his boxers. “That’s a good boy.”
Before Will could even try to respond, Mike’s hands pressed down, firm, sudden, squeezing that spot with intention.
The moan that tore out of Will was messy. Whiny. Desperate. Loud enough that it rang in his ears long after the sound left his throat.
He couldn’t stop whimpering.
He couldn’t stop crying.
He couldn’t stop shaking, his wrists straining uselessly, the clatter of the cuffs against the headboard filling his head as his body struggled on pure instinct.
He wanted to beg.
Please. Please touch me. I need you. I want you so fucking badly.
Bookmarked by capsquarrtet
19 Jan 2026

