I have a lot of interests and decided to start writing for some of them. Present interests are Jeremy Swayman, Linus Ullmark, Quinn Hughes, and Lewis Pullman characters. If that sounds interesting feel free to follow ig.
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The announcement
DAD! Quinn Hughes x Reader
A/N : I started writing this last night and then stopped halfway through and had a very vivid dream about having kids with Quinn. I’m obsessed with summertime dad Quinn rn so pls feed me any ideas y’all might have on the topic ❤️

Quinn and I have always been very private about our relationship. We have been together for 3 years now and we have kept our relationship very very offline. We love the privacy that it allows us to have. Quinn just doesn’t like to post at all on social media. So when we got several weeks into the off season with no posts from Quinn it came as no surprise to anyone. But what was a surprise is that when his brothers and friends started posting photo dumps from the summer and there wasn’t a single photo of Quinn. A lot of his fanbase started to become concerned. Little did they know that Quinn and I were soaking up every moment with our new baby girl. Right now we are sitting in the bedroom we converted into the nursery in the Michigan lake house. Quinn sitting in the glider with the baby resting against his bare chest rocking her. I am sat on the gliding ottoman right in front of him with instagram open on my phone quietly reading the comments to him of people wondering where he is. The theories start to devolve to more and more insanity as I continue to read the comments. His smile is wide and his gaze soft as he watches her sleep.
“I was thinking, what if we do a newborn photo shoot? We can pick out the one we like most and I could post it to instagram. I love you and her so much it almost hurts. I want to show you off and show her off. Just a little bit.” He whispers to me. Scared to wake the baby sleeping on the skin of his chest.
I sit on the armrest of the glider and lean into his warmth and tangle my hand into his hair. “You want to show us off? “ I say only slightly teasingly. With a warm feeling in my chest. I place a kiss to the top of his head as he soothes her from beginning to fuss. I can see the flush spreading from his face to his neck to his chest.
“I want to show the world how beautiful my family is. The family that WE made together. I love you. Both of you. More than I could ever find words for” he says shifting to gaze up at me with the same softness that he looks at our daughter. I lean down and place a gentle kiss to his mouth.
The next day Quinn finds a local photographer that happens to have same day availability to do a newborn photo shoot and a small family session. Quinn tears up a little bit seeing his baby girl all small and precious in his hands. When the session is over we decide to stop for some lunch. Quinn feeding her so I can eat while my food is still warm. He makes the argument that he’s basically a garbage disposal so it’s fine if his food is cold.
By the time we make it back to the house Quinn has gotten an email from the photographer with an initial look at some of her favorite shots from the shoot. Our little family is sitting in a chair in the yard perusing the photos. We decide that by far our favorite one is one where she has a little 43 bow on her head and is being held by Quinn wearing his hockey gloves. Baby girl is asleep against Quinn’s chest which is by far becoming her favorite place to sleep. Quinn downloads the photo from the link and is working on constructing an instagram post when Luke, Jack and some of their friends come back on the boat from the country club where they had all been playing golf. They start chirping Quinn about becoming such a dad and being soft. They all quickly shut up and make their way into the house when they almost wake baby girl up and Quinn gives them a death glare. He soothes her back to sleep before finishing his post and handing it to me to approve of before he posts it. He posts the photo and puts his phone into Do Not Disturb for a couple hours. Knowing that he’s about to be blown up by not only fans but also people he knows from other teams. Our relationship and pregnancy has been kept well under wraps even amongst other players in the league.
We sit in general silence until baby girl makes her need for her next meal very well known to both of us. And we take her inside to get ready for bed and enjoy quiet family time with her uncles both of blood relation and non blood relation and her grandparents. The world will be there in the morning or in a couple days with their reactions, whenever Quinn checks his phone again.
A/N: THIS is the insta post Quinn made in regards to the announcement
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Ok so i made a dad quinn one. Should I continue with dad quinn? Gimme ideas if so!
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Quinn soft launching his relationship with reader
In perfect Quinn fashion he’s not put a caption. Comment by jack is how I picture him responding because he’s an annoying little brother.
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Quinn Hughes instagram posts
Masterlist
~~fake posts that I made for my fictional version of Quinn ~~
Soft launch
Moving in
Speculation
The announcement
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Quinn finding out mid game that his partner has gone into labor and the whole fanbase is wondering where he went
Fake post
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Quinns instagram post about moving in with reader ❤️
Pls note that this is not a real post and just little things I have made to be cute with the little world in my head
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Dad! Quinn Hughes
Quinn had always been used to his summers looking…. A certain way. Hanging out with the guys until all hours of the night, drinking, driving fast on the boat. (Not at the same time of course. He’s not that reckless. But this summer? This summer is different. This summer is a pontoon summer with the canopy up and being careful of always having shade on the boat. Staying up late ish but keeping an extra device on him. If you would have asked him 10 months ago how he thought his summer would go he would not have said that he would be planning his summer around diapers and nap times.
He wouldn’t change it for the world. Luke Bryan playing on Jack’s Bluetooth speaker quietly enough to not disturb the occupants of the boat while still being audible for those in the water. He reaches down to the little wicker bassinet on the floor of the boat in the shade to make sure that the fan is still blowing on the baby girl inside keeping her cool. He looks down at her, watching her sleep. If the guys weren’t too busy splashing each other in the water they would be chirping him so bad right now. She starts to fuss and he reaches down and picks her up bouncing her and making a soothing sound he had heard you doing in the middle of the night the first night she was home. He grabs a pre filled baby bottle from the cooler and offers it to her which she takes readily. “Gotta stay hydrated in this heat? Yeah, good job sweetheart” he mumbles to her. He feels you come up behind him. Running your hands through his hair as you lean against him.
“How are you two doing up here Dad?” You ask him and place a kiss to his head, getting his shirt damp with the water from the lake that still clings to you.
“We are doing great. I was thinking about taking her into the water once she’s done with this bottle and I change her diaper. She’s coming up on a wake window and I want to make the most of it” he says with a large grin watching her eat.
“I think that’s a great idea. You can leave her with your mom and I on our raft. The guys would love to have you to themselves for a little while. “ you say to him and he just shrugs.
“I don’t like having her being too far away from me. I don’t know how I will survive the season with her being with you in the family room for the games. She’s gonna be my good luck charm this season. I can feel it. “ he places a kiss to her head as he shifts her to be able to burp her.
Quinn ends up letting me take her to the float with her grandma so he can go play on the jet skis. After about an hour they all come back to the boat and we make our way back to to the house for supper. Quinn gives her a bath and tucks her into her pajamas before rocking her to sleep with a bottle and putting her down in her bassinet. He comes out to the kitchen with the baby monitor in hand and places a kiss to my head “you should probably get some sleep. I know you got up with her more than you want me to believe last night.” He says to me
“I know if I let you get up with her more you would sit there watching her breathe for at least an hour. “ I say with a laugh and he pulls me into his chest to allow him to steal my hotdog off the plate on the counter.
We end up on the couch with my legs across his lap as we watch whatever movie everyone else decided on. Dozing off as the movie plays I know that Quinn would move heaven and earth to make sure me and our daughter are happy .
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I feel like this is not a great rendition of my writing and I will probably re write it at some point. It’s so much shorter than I wanted but I am struggling to make the words do what I want.
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MASTER LIST
Jeremy Swayman
Quinn Hughes
Quinn Insta
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Jeremy Swayman masterlist
The proposal
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Quinn Hughes Masterlist
Nothing quite like privacy
House hunting
Dad! Quinn summertime
The announcement (Dad! Quinn)
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I need to befriend Quinn Hughes not bc he’s Quinn Hughes but bc he has a boat and a Michigan lake house
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House hunting with Quinn Hughes
Flying back and forth between my home in Minnesota and Quinns apartment in Vancouver, and sometimes flying to meet him wherever he was on the road was a lot of fun to start. It was thrilling to sneak around hiding from the cameras. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder which isn’t a complete falsehood but every goodbye is getting harder and harder. It’s been 3 years of saying hello just to have to say goodbye again too soon. The idea of moving to Vancouver has been weighing heavily on my mind for several weeks now. And despite the exhaustion from his game today and our rather…..vigorous reunion, he is able to tell that something is on my mind as I rest on his bare chest tracing the definition of the muscles on his chest.
“Penny for your thoughts?” He mumbles into my hair as he brings a hand up to rub my side. I shift so that my hand is resting on his chest and my chin is resting on my hand as I look up at him. I take a deep breath and gaze at him and how beautiful he looks taking the moment to collect my thoughts before I speak.
“What if I said that I want to move to Vancouver?” His eyes jolt fully open from their half closed they had been at. I continue in a rush “I’m not saying that I need to move in here with you if you don’t want. I can always get my own place if you prefer. I know it would be a really big change for us and our relationship. But I want to be able to see you more and be more like involved in your life on a day to day-“ my rambling is cut off by his lips on mine.
He rolls us so I am on my back after a couple moments he pulls away just a bit. Resting his forehead against mine “If you are moving to Vancouver you will live nowhere but with me. You will sleep nowhere but OUR bed” he groans with discomfort from supporting himself on the shoulder that took a beating during the game tonight. He rolls onto his side facing me. “How soon are you thinking you want to move? “ he asks with a grin
“As soon as you want. But I also have to get approved for a residency visa. I have to sell my home and pack all my stuff. Speaking of my stuff I’m not sure that your apartment has room for all of my books let alone all my clothes.” I say with a laugh and run my hands through his hair.
“So we buy something together that’s ours. Somewhere for us to grow into. Somewhere where we can have the team over for cookouts. Space for our families to visit. “ he says with a giddy grin on his face before placing a kiss on my mouth. I roll to grab my phone from the nightstand and open Zillow. He pulls me so that my back is to his chest so we can look at the screen together.
“I was hoping you would say that. I already have a handful of properties that I like that i wanted to show you. These are mostly just for fun because we haven’t figured out our budget yet. This one is the one that I like the most. There’s a lot of charm and character. It’s got a great sized yard as well as a detached garage that is kind of run down but i think we could get permits to rebuild it bigger. We could do what you did to the place in Michigan so you can practice. “ I say rambling as I swipe through the photos on the listing. “It’s a 6 bed 4 bathroom home. And it’s not that far from the arena. “
“I’ll get in contact with a Realtor in the morning and see if we can set up a showing for it. Because I can definitely afford that. And if I can’t I’ll find a way to make it work. It’s beautiful in the pictures. The kitchen will definitely need updating. But I love it” I can feel his grin against the skin of my neck. He reaches over and takes my phone out of my hand before locking it and placing it on his nightstand. He wraps me tightly into his arms and says “but for now it is very late and we need to sleep.” I close my eyes and feel Quinn’s breath even out in sleep almost immediately and I feel a moment of envy for how easily he falls asleep but am pulled into sleep quickly after him.
~~the next morning~~
I feel the bed dip and feel Quinn’s fingers run across my face as I stir from my sleep. I roll onto my back from my side and stretch my arms above my head. “Baby, I made breakfast for us. And then we have an appointment to see our future home. “ he takes my hand and places a kiss to my hand before pulling me up into a sitting position and into his arms I get a great whiff of the breakfast he’s made.
“Is this what living with you will be like? I could get used to being spoiled.” I tease him and place a kiss to his bare shoulder he laughs and lets me climb out of bed to pull on some clothes. I take a pair of his boxers from his drawers. And take a hoodie off the chair on the side. I pull both on enjoying the way the hoodie smells just like Quinn’s natural musk. I follow Quinn into the kitchen and sit at the island as he plates some eggs and some hash browns for me. He sets a bowl of fruit next to my plate for me. There’s already a glass of juice waiting for me which I reach for first.
Setting it back down I say “how did you already get us a showing? We aren’t even pre approved for a mortgage” he is still shirtless leaning against the counter eating off his own plate looking like a Greek God.
He shrugs “we don’t need a loan. I will pay in cash for it. I have enough. I also have an inspector coming out today with us to give it a once over and see if there’s any major red flags we need to be aware of that the owners night not be aware of or are hiding from us. I spoke with the sellers agent and they seem motivated to sell. It seems like there’s not a lot of interest in it because of how dated it is.” He takes a sip of coffee. We eat in a comfortable silence once we finish breakfast Quinn loads the dishwasher and we quickly get dressed and make the very short drive to the house.
His hand rests on my thigh his thumb rubbing when traffic slows our progress. I excitedly look around the neighborhood pointing out the restaurants and parks. We pull into the driveway and see that there is already a woman standing on the front step in a professional looking outfit. Quinn puts the car in park and takes my hand placing a kiss on my palm “are you ready?” He asks me I nod excitedly. He places one last kiss to my hand and lets himself out of the car before coming around to my door and opening my door for me. He offers me his hand as I begin to climb out so that I don’t slip on the ice. As we walk to the front door I can feel the weight of his hand on the small of my back through my jacket and the hoodie of his I have on. The Realtor introduces herself to us and unlocks the door to the house. We take our boots off in the entry way and the realtor tells us she will stay in the entry way if we have any questions about the home and that she will let the inspector in when he arrives.
Quinn and I start to explore the home. Discussing what things we would want to change from flooring to paint colors to how to remodel the kitchen. We end up stood in the kitchen for a long while discussing what Quinn’s dream kitchen is. Seeing as he is the cook in our relationship. The inspector finishes and comes to find us. He tells us that there is nothing of significant concern. But that he will send the full report the Quinn later on when he gets back to the office. We leave not long after and Quinn helps me back into the car and we go to one of the restaurants we passed on the way here to have lunch. Discussing the whole time our plans for the home and discussing the inspection to decide what the most important things to change and update will be.
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Privacy is the best thing someone can be given. Even more so when so much of your life is online. Being a singer it is like someone is always watching. Which makes dating very hard. Which is why I am so thankful that i found someone who understands my want of privacy. Quinn Hughes. Captain of the Vancouver Canucks. I was in Vancouver for a show and quite literally bumped into him with a cup full of hot chocolate spilling it all over both of us. He insisted on buying me a new drink and i insisted on taking care of his dry cleaning. We decided to get coffee or hot chocolate in my case from his favorite cafe. We sat there talking for so long the manager of the cafe told us we had to buy more or get out. Quinn ordered us each more to go before we left. On the way out of the cafe he asked me if I had ever been to the Vancouver aquarium and we ended up going and we had so much fun that we just kept talking and hanging out and letting our relationship blossom and grow.
That brings us to today. Our favorite band playing a show in the city we met. Quinn surprised me with tickets for a vip suite in the arena. We get to be anonymous faces in the crowd. So imaging our shock when we were there swaying back and forth enjoying the music to suddenly hearing screams of our names by the crowd. I opened my eyes to see Quinn and I on the Jumbotron kiss cam. There’s a split moment before Quinn turns me and pulls me into his chest to keep some sort of privacy even if our relationship has been exposed to the world against our wills.
As the arena quiets down I can feel Quinn’s phone blowing up in the pocket of the hoodie he is wearing. I start to laugh still hidden in his chest “cats out of the bag isn’t it” I say and move to look up at him. Once I get a good look at his face I can see how upset he is. “Q talk to me. What’s going on in your brain right now?” I move just enough to be able to free my hand and cup his cheek. He squeezes me tighter to his chest. And I can feel his chest move with the long breath in through his nose followed by a longer breath out through his mouth.
“I’m angry that we are exposed now. I wanted to tell all of our fans about us when WE were ready not whenever they decided to out us. I feel like I failed you.” His eyes are closed and his forehead is resting against mine with my hand still resting on his face.
“Q. Honey. Yes it sucks that it’s out there in the open now. But it was bound to happen sooner or later. We haven’t exactly been being careful lately about being recognized. You didn’t fail me. “ I feel him take another deep breath before I can feel him relax into me somewhat. “Do you want to stay and enjoy the concert? Or do you want to DoorDash some Chinese to your apartment and go home?”
He huffs out a small laugh “Chinese sounds pretty great right now actually” I can feel the smile returning to his face. We start to walk towards the door of the suite to make the short walk to his apartment already debating which movie we should watch.
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Totally normal goalie behavior
NHL: Faceoff /Ep.3
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not arguing w a dude that has a big strong nose. whatever u say beautiful
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