#Quinny recs fics

[quinnyundertow]

Thought it would be fun to share a few fics every week that I’m currently excited about reading. I already have a jjk fic rec list in my pinned but I wanted to share some others regardless of fandom.

Title: With Time After Time

Author: abcdefh_or_else

Fandom Jojo’s bizarre adventure

Words: 28k+

Why? I read some One Piece fics by this author that I enjoyed (unfortunately they have since been deleted) and this one’s premise sounded great. YN works along side her stoic and serious boss Jotaro Kujo on an isolated marine biology base with several other scientists. Groundhog Day (same day repeating) commences and YN grapples with her interest in him and trying different outcomes of the day. Interesting concept and it’s very well done.

Title: Enough to Go By

Author: BiSquared or @scary-grace

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Words: 127k+

Why? Still playing catch up with this one which is honestly great because I always have something good to read when I need it. YN x Tomura Shiguraki. Childhood friends who become estranged but their affection for each other never died. YN is an ER Nurse while Tomura is his canon role. Honestly, one of the most creative authors on A03. I love how she portrays falling in love and gender roles. Fell in love with her writing from her finished fic Love Like Ghosts (YOU SHOULD READ IT)

Title: Sunday Morning

Author: Indiewritesxoxo or @indiewritesxoxo

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

Words: 25k +

Why? I’m so over the moon she decided to come back to us and repost this fic. This fic is everything. The angst and trauma coupled with fluff and multiple happy endings/arcs. It’s like reading an Otome game where you pick a guy and follow their route. All are so creative and different. Yn x Choso, Nanami, Gojo, Suguru (MY FAV). Yn is roommates with Yuji her best friend and his antisocial older brother Choso. Shenanigans ensue.

Title: Serendipity

Author: SpiderBedo

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

Words: 295k

Why? Not a YN fic?? That’s rare 😂 SatoSugu fic where the angst is TOP TIER. Looked up the tags angst with a happy ending and hurt/comfort over 200k words and this one fit the bill. I rarely read omegaverse but the plot in this one is just so damn good. An abused and broken Satoru is mistakenly impregnated with Suguru’s baby. The way this author writes trauma and healing is just amazing. I’m on chapter 50 of 130 and am enjoying every moment.

[itsnotgray]

oh my goodness

this was adorable

the sun to my moon. QH43

au masterlist

warnings: mention of underage drinking + peer pressuring, cursing, a tiny tiny hint of angst, not proofread so there might be mistakes, someone’s mean to sunny </3

It wasn’t a shocker that Quinn Hughes was a very grumpy person. He was fairly quiet, eyes calculating as they scan every corner of the room.

If you didn’t know him well, you’d probably think Quinn was just plain mean. He wasn’t, or maybe, not that mean, he just didn’t like talking to people—or people at all, for the matter.

It was pretty cold that December in New Jersey, but the lake house was warm and the waters were a fairly nice dark blue. He had gone home to visit his parents, as well as Jack and Luke. It was nice to be back in America, a change from Vancouver.

“Hi Quinn sweetie!” Ellen greets her son happily, engulfing him in a hug that he returns with a small smile. He had only really smiled to his mom, appreciating her constant support and encouragement. “Oh! Jack brought home his girlfriend! You should meet her,”

Quinn raises his eyebrows at this, never hearing Jack mention a girlfriend in any of their family calls. Was the boy finally settling down?

He walked into the living room, surprised to see two brunette girls along with Jack. Brunette? Now this got Quinn’s attention. He’d always thought his brother would go for.. blondes.

“Hi! I’m Jack’s girlfriend, you must be his older brother!” The girl smiles brightly, making Quinn almost grimace. “It’s so nice to finally meet you. Jack has told me so much!”

“I’m sure he has,” Quinn chuckles awkwardly, shaking the hand she had extended to him earlier.

Jack smiles at his favorite people interacting with another. “This is my girl’s best friend, Sunny Damount.” He points to the other brunette girl who almost takes Quinn’s breath away.

Jesus, was she an angel in disguise?

“Sunny?” Quinn questions. He’s never met anyone named Sunny, so his voice almost sounds confused.

“I’m Y/N, but everyone just calls me Sunny because they say I remind them of a ray of sunshine!” Her face converts into the most beautiful smile Quinn’s ever seen in his life—aside from his mom—and he can’t help but feel his knees grow weak.

“Nice to meet you Sunny,” Quinn smiles, and Jack and Luke throw a glance at each other in amusement.

“Hey Q, why don’t you show her around?” Jack suggests. “I mean, you know the lake house like the back of your hand.”

Quinn rolls his eyes slightly, noticing what his brother was trying to do. “So do you and Luke.”

“Yeah but cmon Quinn! Don’t be rude to our guest!”

Quinn finally agrees, not like he didn’t want to tour the cute girl anyways. He slides open the backyard door, signaling Sunny to go out first. When Sunny’s back is turned, Quinn slides out his tongue at both Jack and Luke, to which they responded with a mischievous grin on their faces.

“So you go to Umich?” Quinn asks as he closes the sliding door. He noticed her sweater from earlier, the dark blue fabric with a M stitched to its front.

“I do!” The girl giggles, even though there’s nothing funny. If it had been anyone else, Quinn would’ve cringed internally. But he doesn’t. “I’m a junior this year, crazy how time flies.”

“Yeah, really crazy.”

The two are silent for a while, Quinn’s nervousness and overthinking causes him to just go mute while Sunny smiles at practically everything that catches her eyes.

“You’ll be staying here until Jack’s girlfriend leaves?” He questions.

“Yeah! She invited me here because she said I needed to get out the dorm more now that it’s Christmas break. I guess she’s right,”

Quinn looks down at the ground, smiling to himself. Even though he barely knew Sunny, he was glad she was staying at the lake house.

A few days pass by without much interaction from the two, Jack’s girlfriend always managing to take Sunny away before Quinn could even utter out a word. He was slightly annoyed, but he knew he couldn’t tell Jack or Luke. They’d tease them endlessly.

That night, Jack had brought home some beers, all of them, minus Luke, went outside and sat on the dock, bringing the cans out with them.

“Do you want one?” Quinn whispers to Sunny.

Jack and his girlfriend were in another world, busy cuddling up to one another and taking slow sips from their cans.

“Oh no—it’s okay. I don’t drink, I’d rather wait till I’m 21,”

Quinn had almost forgotten Sunny was only 20. It was a surprise to him that she’d actually wait that long; everybody he knew had started drinking in high school, not caring about the legal age.

“That’s alright, you can have fun while being sober too.” Quinn almost cringes at his words, but luckily, Sunny nods with a bright smile on her face.

“You really are a ray of sunshine, aren’t you?” Quinn whispers.

“What was that Quinn?”

“Oh,” Quinn smiles sheepishly, not expecting Sunny to have heard him. “Nothing.”

The next weekend, Jack once again came up with another one of his crazy ideas—this one being throwing a party since Jim and Ellen were going away for a few days to stay at a fancy resort.

Quinn didn’t like social outings, in fact, he wants desperately to sneak away into his room and blast music in his airpods. But he decides to stay downstairs, sitting right next to Sunny who only has fruit punch in her cup.

“Hey, is that Sunny Damount?!” A random guy comes up to them, getting a bit too close to Sunny for Quinn’s liking. “Sunnyyyyy!”

He’s clearly drunk, and Quinn wants to rip him away from the girl.

“Have a drink Sun! It’s so good!” The guy almost spills his cup of alcohol on Sunny, making the girl’s smile falter. It was the first time Quinn didn’t see such a bright smile on her face.

“I’m okay Kyle, I don’t drink,”

The guy, who Quinn can only guess is named Kyle, gets even closer to Sunny, making her slowly back up into the kitchen island.

“You don’t drink? You’re like twenty Sunny, it’s a party. You have to drink.”

Quinn pushes Kyle slightly off Sunny, throwing the boy a glare. “Sunny says she doesn’t drink, Kyle. So why don’t you turn around and leave?”

Kyle scoffs, throwing a glare towards Quinn’s way. “Whatever, I was going to leave anyway!”

Sunny sighs in relief when she sees the boy leave. “Thank you Quinn,” she shyly mumbles.

“It’s alright Sunny,” he reassures her. “No guy should be pressuring you to drink when you clearly don’t want to.”

And by the end of the party, Quinn realizes he’s fucked.

He’s inlove with Sunny Damount.

And he’s never been inlove. Well not seriously. He has had a few girlfriends then and there, but it was silly and it surely wasn’t love.

So what does Quinn Hughes do when he’s in such a dilemma? He pivots. He does what most considers a fucked up and idiotic thing to do. He ignores her.

What better way to dig his feelings in a hole and bury them than ignoring the girl he was inlove with?

Sunny is clearly confused when Quinn gives her one worded answers, and she almost wants to cry when he barely even acknowledges her presence.

What did she do wrong? Everybody loved her, so why was Quinn ignoring her?

It didn’t make her feel any better when she went to the market and bumped into a really mean girl she knew who said some not so nice things about her.

That, along with Quinn not talking to her, leads Sunny to have a breakdown on the dock, knees against her chest as she buries her face into them.

Even though Quinn tries to put away his worries, he can’t help but feel bugged that he hadn’t seen Sunny the entire afternoon. He spots the familiar brunette sitting on the dock, and even though his head tells him no, his heart begged him to say yes.

Quinn Hughes listened to his heart.

He walks up to Sunny, sitting beside her close enough that lets her know he’s there but not so close that she’s uncomfortable.

“Are you okay Suns?”

Sunny sniffles, lifting her head to see Quinn. Suddenly, her cries intensify, making the poor boy panic in worry.

“Shh, it’s okay Sunny.” He mumbles, patting her back.

“It’s not!” She sobs, “first, the boy I like ignores me for no reason, and then this really really mean girl says that I put on this fake nice act and that I’m just some loser who doesn’t drink!”

Quinn’s heart skips a beat when Sunny practically confesses her feelings to him. He can’t help but feel incredibly guilty at ignoring her for so long.

“I’m sorry Suns, I never meant to hurt you.” Quinn pulls her body into his chest, placing his chin on head. “The truth was, I’m inlove with you and I didn’t know how to handle that so I figured ignoring you would make my feelings away?”

Sunny stops crying for a second, slightly giggling at Quinn’s words. “Are you stupid Quintin?!”

Quinn grimaces. “I know, I know. But I was just scared. You made my heart beat faster, and before I knew it, I felt butterflies in my stomach. I never felt so inlove with anyone before—and I felt like I couldn’t breathe with you not near me. You’re like the sun to my moon, Sunny. You brighten up my day with the most prettiest smile I’ve ever seen, and your giggles bring me the most happiness I’ve ever experienced in my life. I just… I just didn’t know how to express that to you without scaring you off.”

Sunny wipes away her tears, placing a small tender kiss on Quinn’s jaw. “You could’ve just said so, Quinn. I’m inlove with you as much as you are inlove with me.”

Quinn finally decides to push away all his nervousness and lean down to give Sunny a kiss, one that he’s been dying to do since the day he met her at the lake house.

And just like that, Sunny Damount had became the sun in Quinn Hughes’ life.

[lomlhwa]

portrait (y.jh)

pairing: bf!jeonghan x gf!reader

preview: your boyfriend is so pretty. so, how can you turn him down when he asks you to draw him while he eats you out?

tags/warnings: fem reader, oral (f.receiving), pussy drunk hannie, lots of dirty talk, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, pet names (pretty baby, mama, my love), drawing while fucking

trigger warnings: n/a

w/c: 724

song recs for this fic: touch tank by quinnie

a/n: listened to some asmr on this topic and jeonghan was the first person to come to mind (sorry this is so short)

“whatcha doing, pretty baby?” jeonghan asks as he walks into your shared bedroom.  you look up at him and smile, shaking your pencil at him. “i’m trying to draw.”

your boyfriend stands at the end of your bed and runs his hands up your shins. “what are you drawing?” he asks, goosebumps appearing in the wake of his fingers. “nothing. I'm uninspired,” you sigh, putting down your pencil and paper. 

“i have an idea,” jeonghan says, his voice pitch dropping low. you can tell by the tone of his voice, it's something sinister. your raise your eyebrow at him and cross your arms. jeonghan bends your legs at the knees and crawls between your legs. he rests his pretty face on your stomach and looks up at you.

“you could…” he trails off, dipping his fingers under the waistband of your pants. “draw me while eat your pretty little pussy.” your heartbeat picks up immediately and your face flushes red. “r-really?” you ask, almost unsure of whether or not you heard him right.

jeonghan nods, tugging on your pants. your hips lift on their own volition, allowing him to completely strip your bottom half. he presses soft kisses to the plush skin of your thighs. “what do you say, pretty baby?” you chew on the back of your pencil as you nod shyly. jeonghan’s tongue darts out out of habit, licking your inner thigh.

“make sure to draw me real prettily. i know how much you love how i look between your legs,” he gives you a playful wink before diving into your wetness. he slurps at your hole, drinking up the slick that has been seeping out of you since he came into your room. you bring a shaky hand down to your page and begin to sketch your boyfriend’s current position.

“fuck, you taste so fucking sweet. my favorite candy,” he mumbles into your pussy, sending delicious vibrations through your whole body. you trace the lines of your boyfriend’s perfect face and his perfect hair. you sketch the way his hair falls when he gets really focused on your wet heat.

his tongue abuses your clit and you can’t help but lose focus on your drawing and throw your head back. “fuck, hannie,” you moan out, biting your lip. “keep drawing, mama. i wanna see how i look in your eyes while i make you feel so good.” you force your eyes to refocus themselves and start drawing again.

you slowly start to shade in the shadows that are cast by the sun from your bedroom window. they make jeonghan look even more ethereal. “you’re so tasty, baby. the prettiest pussy. it’s all mine.” out of nowhere, he wraps his arms around your waist and holds you down to eat you like a mad man. his tongue in incessant and covers the surface area of your pussy with insatiable hunger. “oh fuck,” you choke out, your orgasm rising with every movement of jeonghan’s mouth.

“baby, baby, please i’m gonna cum,” you squirm and try to get away from his mouth, your core being so sensitive. “give me your cum, my love. let me drink you up,” jeonghan holds your thighs open with strong hands and does his best to get your orgasm out of you.

abruptly, you reach your high, your thighs clamping down on jeonghan’s head for dear life. but, he doesn’t stop his almost inhuman pace. you let out a strained laugh as another orgasm builds. “hannie, oh my god,” you push on his head, trying to get him to come up for air. his arms keep your bottom half locked against his face. “give me another one, mama. i know you can do it. give it to me. fucking give me it,” he orders.

another orgasm crashes over you, your entire body thrashing. your thighs tremble around jeonghan, your nerves taking over your body. you can barely feel your legs anymore. 

your boyfriend gives some final kitten licks to your cunt before pulling away. he wipes your juices off his mouth before smiling oh so innocently at you. 

“well, lemme see the drawing.” your shaky hands pick up your sketchbook and turn it to show jeonghan the beautiful drawing you made of him. “damn, that’s what i look like down there to you? maybe i should just live there.”

© lomlhwa 2024

[capquinn]

「 ✦ CAPQUINN’S MASTERLIST ✦ 」

ᯓ★ aimes | she/her | victim of canucks hockey | quinny daydreamer

⋆₊⊹ Fics, Oneshots & Drabbles ⊹₊ ⋆

✧ Twenty-five | Q. Hughes 1.4k / fluff Celebrating the birthday boy... ✧ Two Hearts 8.3k / angst / lovers to exes You and Quinn drift apart, only to be drawn back together, held by a quiet, unspoken pull that lingers even after the breakup. It’s a constant ebb and flow, where the pain of separation and the comfort of reunion blur together, making it hard to truly let go. ✧ In Between | Q. Hughes 4.9k / best friends to lovers Your friendship with Quinn is slowly transforming. There is an unspoken tension and feelings that simmer beneath the surface, keeping you on the edge of friendship and something more. The in-between is where you both linger, uncertain yet drawn to each other. ✧ Sunday | Q. Hughes 1k / fluff A lazy Sunday morning... ✧ Couldn't Tell | Q. Hughes 1.6k / friends to lovers / angsty-ish The relationship between you and Quinn is difficult to define. Friends and something more but you can’t be sure. Sidestepping the issue only prolongs the loop where the potential for something real stays just out of reach until one of you addresses it head on. ✧ Homeward | Q. Hughes 3.5k / 3 times + 1 / fluff/ dad!quinn Quinn has always been a family guy so it hadn’t been a total surprise when he first mentioned his desire for one of his own one day. ✧ A Closeness ¹⁸⁺ | Q. Hughes 3k / smut / fluff The post-season has arrived and so has summer, and the lake house has never felt smaller. Private moments become something of the past. But after longing touches here and gentle caresses there, Quinn seizes an opportunity. ✧ Still The Same | Q. Hughes 1k / fluff It’s the day after the Canucks Stanley Cup elimination and Quinn doesn’t want to think about it at all. ✧ Under Red Skies | Q. Hughes 1k / angst / best friends to lovers After a fight with your ex-boyfriend, you find yourself in the arms of the one person you know will always have you.

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[itsnotgray]

so i’ve come to the conclusion i need a quinn hughes

age is just a number ☆ quinn hughes

note: Ahhh! I love writing Quinn so much😭 this was written in 20 minutes, i'll edit it later, i just really wanted to post it cause I have 0 patience and self control

requested: yes

summary: luke bsf x Quinn hughes. 4 year age gap. After some comments were made by Quinn's brothers, you get a little insecure in your relationship and Quinn has to reassure you

You and Quinn had been dating a few months now. sneaking around behind everyone's backs including Luke. Your best friend and Quinn's youngest brother.

The four of you were sitting in the living room at the lake house, watching some movie. Jack and Luke were chirping Quinn about some actress that he used to have a crush on. Going on and on about how he had a thing for older women because he was such a mommas boy.

You laughed along at first, always finding it so endearing to watch the brothers bicker back and forth. Even though you've been around to witness it for quite a few years now...it never got old.Your smile quickly faded when Jack started making comments about how all Quinn's relationships with younger women has failed, and that he should go for someone older this time, cause it doesn't seem like the younger girls can handle him.

You know you shouldn't let these comments bother you. It wasn't that serious and it wasn't directed towards you, but it was one of your, if not the biggest insecurity you had when it came to your relationship with Quinn. Being four years younger than him. Not being enough to keep him interested. These comments from two people who probably knew him the best, didn't do anything to reassure you.

"I'll be right back," you whisper, avoiding Quinn's eyes as you make your way to the bathroom.

A few minutes later there's a soft knock on the door and Quinn enters, shutting the door behind him and coming over to where you're standing in front of the sink. He wraps his arms around you from behind, pulling you closer and kissing your shoulder softly.

"What's wrong sweetheart?" he asks you softly

"Nothing," you mumble and he puts his hands on your hips, spinning you around to face him and pushing you against the counter.

"Don't lie to me. I know you well enough to know everything's not okay and even if I didnt this pout is enough to tell me there's something wrong." Quinn says, rubbing circles on your hip and tracing your lips with the thumb of his other hand.

"Do you think I'm too young for you?" the words slip out before you can stop them and Quinn sighs, knowing his brother's comments was the cause of this.

"Age is just a number baby," Quinn says teasingly and you sigh.

"Quinn I'm being serious," you retort, grabbing both of his hands and holding them in yours, the way they were caressing you becoming a little too distracting.

"So am I. I don't care if you're 4 years younger or 4 years older or if you were born the exact same day I was. It doesn't change the fact that you're perfect for me. You know how Jack is, especially if he's been drinking, he can't keep his mouth shut. Especially if there's an opportunity to chrip me about something. If they knew that we were together, he would be more careful about making remarks like that." Quinn says and you bite the inside of your cheek, knowing he was right.

"I'm not ready to tell Luke yet." you say and Quinn nods, expecting that response from you.

"The longer we wait, the worse it's gonna be." Quinn replies and you look down, not wanting to argue about this. again.

Quinn sighs softly before taking his hand out of yours and cupping your face between his palms, planting a soft kiss on your lips.

"God it's torture seeing you all day and not being able to touch you. Kiss you." he says wrapping his arms around your waist and just hugging you for a few minutes. You smile a bit, thinking that this is exactly why he was nicknamed "huggy bear". Your guy loves hugging.

"I'll sneak into your room tonight. If you think a young girl like me can handle you," you quip and Quinn chuckles, knowing you're not gonna let that go for a while.

"I think you can handle me just fine baby" Quinn smirks, slapping your ass as you walk past him, and out the door.

[celestie0]

ellie, who are your favorite writers?

ouuuu im assuming u mean fanfic writers? :”) i dont read too many fanfcs tbh so i don’t have the biggest list haha but i have to mention some of my m00ties <33

@quinnyundertow quinny writes for jjk! she has a rly great fanfic on ao3 called “when i catch you gege” it’s where reader gets isekai’d into the jjk universe n omg i’m getting caught up w it slowly but it sooo much fun. she’s has another one too called “sanity’s last stop” it’s an asylum jjk fic n im alr hooked just one chapter in ugh i’d def check her out 🫶🏼💕

@lostfracturess nici also writes for jjk n she has a beauutiful (also v angsty but it hurts so good 😩) gojo x reader story called “symptoms & causes”!! it’s a medical au and it’s sooo amazingly well written i’m so hooked on it and its a massive rec for the gojo girlies. i did a no spoiler review of the fic here

@sykostyles carlile doesn’t write for jjk but i just had to shout her out since her writing is so good <33 she writes for harry styles n im not a big harry girlie but her writing be givin me butterflies regardless loool so i very much rec if you’re in that fandom as well :)

thank u for the ask my dear 🫶🏼💕

[maroonangels]

i want to ask you all of them but for the sake of ur time and other people to ask: 20, 19, and 18

did not see this til now whoops

ask game list

cut off cause this got long

18: What do you want to know more about [a character of your choice]?

- I really wanna know more about sasha & her home life, I don’t think she’s an only child but I do see her as an independent one so I think she’d be the youngest (probably has an older brother or two) but like her parents?? tf are they doing?? where are they?? and also I just really wanna see what her bedroom looks like

19: any hcs about the characters, relationships, etc - god I could make a ten page list of hc’s but I’ll give you some of my mains—

missy was/is obsessed with any adaptation of hades/persephone

harper & cash start buying each other stuffed animals after one too many shitty childhood memories are shared between them (roommate bonding yall)

harper & spider used to be friends as kids and got a tad close again when she dated dusty in s1

malakai & missy have self care nights together where they do face masks and eat takeout and vent

dusty & ant were friends before spider was in their group and at one point it was dusty & ant & darren instead of spider

there’s been weirdly civil moments between malakai & spider that nobody sees but they know about, it makes their dynamic a bit more complicated if either of them think about them for too long

spider grew up doing dance (all of it too, hip hop, ballet, jazz, contemporary etc) and was great but quit out of spite of his mom only ever liking him when he was dancing — yes missy makes him dance for her when she finds out

spider used to crash on dusty’s couch when he couldn’t take his mom anymore but now he has to sneak into dusty’s dorm or just settle on the backseat of his car

ant takes harper to his favorite restaurants over the course of a week of eating out every single night — they are both soooo smitten by the end of the week

malakai still calls quinni when he’s having communication problems even if they aren’t as close as they were in s1 (she’s always v helpful)

missy, spider & malakai all had emo phases to different degrees at different times but they bond over it — spider had it the “worst” & longest and would still be in the trenches if not for dusty, malakai is the one to start playing the music at hangouts and starts the convo about it, missy has the most amount of merch including records & cds that she starts playing more often

20: favorite fic + a fic you'd like to read - I don’t have any fics I want to read so I’m just giving yall recs

- daisy’s drop (do you think you feel the same?) - by @faebriel - cash/darren, a super nice look into cash’s character and feels extremely in-character to me (I don’t wanna spoil much cause it’s mostly just fluff & talk but it’s sooo good yall should go read)

- sorry if I say some things I mean - amerie/malakai - one of the first fics I read for this fandom and still one of my favorites, it’s soo sweet and cutesy oml

- love and learning - missy/spider, ongoing, it’s heavy at points but I’m an angst lover so. It’s honestly such a nicely written fic and makes me love the spider/missy ship even more

[hischierdevils]

I LOVE THIS

6 YEARS — JACK HUGHES

jack hughes x fem!reader

FAITHLYNN’S 500 CELLY!

🌷: “Are you flirting with me right now?” “Have been for the last 6 years, thanks for finally noticing.” with Jack

notes: i’m not sure i’m happy with this one, but tumblr deleted over half of it when i was almost finished, so i had to rewrite it.

summers at the Hughes lake house have always been the highlight of my year. lazy mornings, afternoons on the boat, evenings spent in front of a blazing bonfire, and nights of joking around with close friends; i can’t think of anything better. this is the sixth year in a row that i’ve spent with my best friend and his family. despite being the same age as the middle Hughes brother, the oldest, Quinn, and i have been best friends for six years and counting. he’s both my best friend and my brother figure in one package.

his brother, Jack however, is another story. the entire time i’ve been friends with Quinn, Jack has been the main subject of my daydreams. at first i thought i was just projecting, as my favorite romance trope has always been ‘best friends brother’, but after so many years, i’ve realized that i do actually really like him. he’s sweet, and funny, and attractive, and an all around amazing guy. like when i first moved to New Jersey to work as a media intern for the Devils and Jack immediately stepped in and showed me all the best places in town and told me i can call him if i ever need anything. however, i’ve accepted my role as Quinn’s annoyingly clingy best friend, and it’s a role i’m willing to accept.

“y/n! you gonna play strip truth or dare with us?” Trevor asks.

“why do you guys wanna see each other naked?” i question, eyeing the boys sat around the campfire. but then it dawns on me. “oh. you wanna see me naked.”

they all laugh as Quinn comes walking back outside from getting a new beer.

“what did i miss?” he asks me as he reclaims his seat to my left.

“they tried to get me naked.” i joke, but apparently Quinn doesn’t find it very funny.

“what?” he says. “hey! keep your dicks in your pants. none of you are seeing my best friend naked!”

they all chuckle before starting new conversations amongst each other.

“Quinny, your big brother side is showing.” i laugh.

“brother?” Jack chimes in from his spot on my right. “you want Quinn to be your brother? i think i can arrange that.”

“and how are you gonna do that?” i question.

“by making him your brother-in-law.” he says.

“are you flirting with me right now?” i ask, equal parts confused and intrigued.

“have been for the last 6 years, thanks for finally noticing.” he turns in his seat and gives me a cocky smirk, raising an eyebrow as he sips his beer.

“huh?”

“y/n is oblivious when it comes to flirting, Jack.” Quinn jokes.

“i feel like i should be offended.” i say, but my words go ignored.

“i can’t even tell you how many times we’ve been at a bar together and guys will come up and quite obviously be flirting with her and she just thinks that they’re being nice.” Quinn laughs.

“it’s cute.” Jack looks over at me. “i’ve been flirting with you the entire time i’ve known you and you really just never realized it until now.”

“i thought it was all in my head.” i admit, shrugging. “that i was seeing things just because i wanted to see them.”

Jack leans over the side of his chair and crooks his finger at me to signal for me to do the same. i glance over to Quinn but find him in a conversation with Cole, so i turn back and lean towards Jack. once he’s deemed that we’re close enough, his lips ghost the shell of my ear.

“so you wanted me to be flirting with you?” he whispers. “did you think about me kissing you too?”

i swallow a lump in my throat as he pulls back just enough to look in my eyes. i part my lips, but nothing comes out, so i settle for a nod. he uses his index finger to clutch under my chin, pulling my face even closer.

“like this?”

he gives me no time to think before his lips press against mine. it takes me a couple seconds to unfreeze but my lips start moving against his. his tongue pushes past my lips, exploring against my own before he pulls away, tugging my bottom lip between his teeth, letting it go and pop back into place.

“dude, what the hell?” Quinn asks from behind me.

“you gave me permission.” Jack replies, looking at him.

“i gave you permission to date her, not make out with her right in front of me!”

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[sincerelyreidburke]

New Kiersey fic not written by me!!!!

Friends!!! Gather around!! My dear friend @ifimabitch has made an official non-Mel contribution to the Kiersey AO3 category thing, which I created recently in order to keep all these shenanigans in one place.

The fic is here! It’s based on this post, and if you like Cole & Ben, the Dear Evan Hansen era of the Kiersey Drama Club, and Reid being Reid, you’ll get just as much joy out of it as I did. I smiled at my phone very much while reading it!! Via is the best, and this fic is a blessing upon us all.

Have fun, my friends!!!!!!

[honeysuckleharringtons]

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[currentlybradshaw]

tag some people ya wanna get to know better game!

@barnescastle thank you so so much for the tag!🤍🥰

favorite time of year: fall. hands down. it's the absolute coziest time of the year! i truly thrive from september-november, i wish it could be fall forever

comfort food: lately it has been chipotle tacos, but it really just depends on my mood i think

do you collect anything? i love collecting/thrifting vintage graphic tees and home decor from the 70s! my best friend gifted me a merry mushroom canister for my birthday last year and i almost cried

favorite drink: either an iced latte or a crispy mcdonalds coke

favorite song/artist: gosh, there are so many! peach pit, harry styles, chris stapleton, cody johnson, ABBA, elton john to list a few. i listen to almost anything and everything so it's a wide range

current favorite songs: cinema - harry styles, sugar - remi wolf, bad habit - steve lacy, touch tank - quinnie

favorite fics: i can't tag them all or this post would be forever long, but here are a few! black butterflies and déjà vu - @lt-bradshaw, laundry day - @oncasette, leave the light on - @halfway-happyy, you're beautiful - @bradshawsbaby never have i ever - @katebishopsbow

and there's even more over on my fic rec side blog! @roostereads

tagging: @unordinare, @notroosterbradshaw, @broosters, @roosterbarnes, @brdlbrdshw, @callsign-fox (only if you wanna!🤍)

[itsnotgray]

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summer mornings

A summer morning with Quinnie in Michigan!

Pairing: Quinn Hughes X Fem!reader

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Content warning: kissing

Word count: 324

Posted: 22nd September 2023

Reblogs greatly appreciated <3

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The sun began to fill the room through a small beam, escaping between the off-white curtains hiding the view of the serene lake. Quinn stirred in his bed pulling his girlfriend closer so that she was flush against his chest. He placed a soft kiss to the top of her head as he inhaled her scent.

The action causing Y/n to wake, blinking slowly before smiling up at her messy-haired boyfriend. “Morning, love” she whispered, a yawn soon sounding from her lips. “Did you sleep well?” Quinn questions in response.

The girl nods her head slowly and runs her hands up Quinns back placing them in the tousled bits of hair at the nape of his neck, earring a groan out of him as she tugged gently. “I love your hair like this.” Y/n lightly giggles, looking at the brunette with admiration, “Don’t cut it.”

Quinn smiles softly before cupping her warm cheeks and pulling her in for a kiss. The light stubble placed along the lower half of his face scratched at hers as he deepened the kiss slightly. Angling his head down he places chaste kisses along her jaw before moving down to delicately begin placing a hickey on her neck.

“Quinnie.” Y/n whines pulling him away from her. “As much as I love when you do that baby, your whole family is here!” She scolds as Quinn fains disappointment. Moving his arms around her waist and cuddling into her, “what time is it?” He questions rubbing soft circles of the exposed skin of her lower back, as Y/n cranes her neck to see the clock sitting on the bedside table.

“Eight.” She responds, lulling her head back to its position on the pillow. “Do you wanna go get breakfast?” She asks, “I’ll make pancakes. With choc-chips, just how you like it.”

“Mhm, sounds good. But let's cuddle for five more minutes.” He replies still sleepy.

“Okay, love”

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[itsnotgray]

this was so domestic it made my heart hurt

god i loved this

my love, mine all mine | quinn hughes

pairing: qh43 x fem!reader

warning(s): kissing, established relationship, nothing else i think. barely edited

summary: a lil somethin’ i wrote while listening to my love mine all mine by mitski

word count: 1.5k

author’s note: i am the most tired i have ever been right now and i have to get up in an hour or two for a ten hour shift 😔 but i hope you enjoy this lil number, it’s my first time writing for quinn n i hope i did alright. as usual, sending my love. go canucks! —mari

Yawning softly, you nestled yourself deeper into Quinn's warm embrace, allowing your eyelids to gently shut as you turned your back to the crackling fire. The animated conversation among the boys continued, the sound providing a soothing backdrop to the peaceful moment. Quinn's right hand moved in soothing circles on your back, while his other hand held onto a half-finished beer, the cool glass a stark contrast to the warmth you found in his arms.

During the sporadic lulls in the conversation, the mellowness of country music, Jack's choice, enveloped the space. The soulful chords of "Tennessee Whiskey" by Chris Stapleton, dominating the atmosphere. As you rested against Quinn's comforting presence, he quietly hummed along with the song, his voice adding a subtle layer to the music just low enough for only you to hear. Your fingers aimlessly toyed with the drawstring of his gray sweatpants, a futile effort to battle the creeping fatigue that had been amplified by the day's events. You were determined not to squander the night by retiring early, as the impending end of summer loomed overhead, casting a bittersweet shadow as it heralded the departure of everyone you loved, including your boyfriend of nine months.

Lowering his head, Quinn tenderly places a kiss on your forehead, his affectionate gesture infused with fondness and adoration. His hushed voice carries a gentle suggestion as he speaks to you, "Why don't you go up to bed, Baby-Doll?"

In response, you lightly shake your head, brushing aside his words. "I'm okay."

He doesn't press further, recognizing that your decision to head to bed will likely come only when he joins you. Nevertheless, he doesn't mind this compromise. Every moment in your embrace is precious to him, particularly with the imminent knowledge that in a week, he'll be heading back to Vancouver while you remain here. He keeps his inner turmoil hidden, unwilling to burden you with his feelings, but the strain of a long-distance relationship is slowly taking a toll. With your final year of university on the horizon, he hopes that you might consider moving to Vancouver with him, yet he's well aware of the magnitude of that request and the challenge it poses to both of you, so he's yet to bring it up.

Quinn spends the next twenty minutes or so caught in his head, his thoughts consumed by you and the possible future you might share. He absentmindedly nods at whatever topics the boys are discussing, their voices blending into a background hum as he drifts through his contemplations. In his mind, he envisions the two of you sharing a home, the two of you building a family together, and he can't help but smile at the idea, even if it remains unsaid in the midst of the casual banter.

"What do you think, Q?" Trevor asks, raising a beer to Quinn from across the flickering fire pit, where the warm glow dances in the darkness.

Quinn blinks, momentarily drawn from his reverie. "Huh?"

The group shares a collective chuckle, their laughter adding to the background melody of the evening. "Another beer, you want one?" Josh offers, extending a cold bottle towards Quinn.

A sudden hush fell over the group as they waited for his answer, emphasizing the gentle, rhythmic snores that escaped your lips. You looked utterly enchanting, cocooned in an old, oversized Michigan sweater of his, your delicate features half-hidden beneath your tousled curls. The dancing firelight painted your silhouette with warm, flickering hues, casting a soft, otherworldly glow around you.

In that poignant moment, as he looked down at you, all Quinn yearned for was to steal you away to your shared room. Just the two of you, wrapped in the comforting embrace of the warm duvet. He offered a tired smile. "No, actually, gonna call it for the night." The murmured words sounded like a gentle promise to both himself and the alluring vision before him.

You had always been a notoriously light sleeper, a trait Quinn found endearing. It was, therefore, a genuine surprise to him that you didn't stir the moment he scooped you into his arms and began carrying you into the house. However, as he carefully closed the screen door behind him, its echo resonated through the stillness of the house, and you stirred to consciousness. Blinking your eyes open, an expression of confusion graced your features as you tried to make sense of your surroundings. Your voice, soft and laden with sleep, slipped through your lips. "Quinn?"

"Goin' to bed, Baby-Doll," Quinn replies simply, his gaze momentarily fixated on you before he turns his attention to the path ahead, ensuring a safe ascent up the stairs with you in his arms.

He gently sets you down on the bed, and you flop back dramatically, savoring the comforting embrace of the sheets against your back, releasing a contented moan. Quinn chuckles at your playful display, beginning to shed his day clothes. And as much as you admired his physique, you spring out of bed, heading towards the en-suite bathroom, your intention to quickly wash your face and brush your teeth.

Soft footsteps echo through the bathroom as Quinn follows you inside, his tall and muscular frame comfortably settled in nothing but his boxers. The intimate setting feels soothing, and he joins you at the sink, standing side by side as you begin to brush your teeth.

You sneak a peek at him from the corner of your eye, and a playful glint in your eyes prompts you to initiate a playful toothpaste battle. Quinn's eyes widen as you start flicking tiny drops of toothpaste toward him, and he quickly retaliates, with laughter filling the room. Soon, both of you are playfully dueling with your toothbrushes, smirking and giggling like teenagers.

After the impromptu skirmish, Quinn doesn't put up any resistance when you give him your best puppy-dog eyes and plead for the privilege of conducting your nighttime skincare routine on him.

A comfortable silence envelops you both, the bathroom's soft lighting casting a warm, intimate glow. Perched on the bathroom counter, you have Quinn standing between your legs, your feet just barely wrapped around him. With gentle motions, you apply moisturizer to his flushed skin, your fingers caressing his cheeks with care.

Quinn's gaze is fixed on you, his eyes locked onto your face with an intensity that doesn't go unnoticed. As you work the moisturizer into his skin, you can't help but sense a subtle tension in his furrowed brows, a hint that something might be bothering him. You break the tranquil silence, your teeth grazing over your bottom lip, a nervous habit surfacing. "Are you okay?" You ask, your voice tender with concern, your eyes searching his for answers.

His response comes swiftly, as if he's been waiting for the right moment to share his thoughts. "You graduate this year," Quinn replies, his voice carrying a mixture of pride and a touch of uncertainty.

Your smile beams at him, and you gently place your hands on his strong shoulders, a gesture of reassurance. "I do," you affirm with a nod.

Quinn lets out a deep, contemplative breath, his hand instinctively moving up to run through his unruly, dark brown hair. His lips part and close a couple of times, as if he's grappling with the words he wants to convey, caught in a moment of indecision.

Your sudden, sweet kiss catches him off guard, his initial surprise giving way to a warm, affectionate response. Before he can fully process the gesture, you've already withdrawn, leaving a subtle, bashful grin dancing on your lips. "What's on your mind, My Love?"

He exhales another sigh, his tongue moistening his lower lip in contemplation before he voices his admittance. "I can't stand this long-distance thing."

Your lips contort into a pained frown, and an instinctive retreat pushes you further away from him, your back connecting with the mirror's cool surface. "Are you breaking up with me?" Your voice quivers at the fear of Quinn ending things so suddenly.

His eyes widen in alarm, a rapid motion closing the gap between you as he firmly grasps your waist, pulling you back into his comforting proximity. "No, no, baby, I'm not saying that at all." He emphasizes with a reassuring tone.

Relief floods your entire being, a soothing balm to your anxieties as the erratic thud of your heart settles back into its regular rhythm.

"What would you think about moving in with me, in Vancouver after you graduate?" His head tilts to the side, a distressed look on his face as tries to gage your reaction.

You crush your lips against his once more, the fervor of your kiss matching the intensity of your emotions. A delighted grin creeps across his face as your hands weave their way into his hair. Your mouths mold together in a harmonious dance, each movement executed in perfect synchronization. A subtle exploration ensues as you lightly trace your tongue across his bottom lip, coaxing it between your teeth, which elicits a throaty moan from him. With his defenses down, he grants you access, and your tongues engage in a sensual tango, his fingers pressing into your side involuntarily.

Breathlessly, you break apart from him. "I thought you'd never ask."

[itsnotgray]

dad quinn will melt me every. single. time.

Hayden has a nightmare and only wants Quinn blurb.

Au Masterlist!!

Honey could hear her loud cries over the baby monitor and was immediately alert as she quietly slid out of bed, careful not to wake a very tired Quinn.

Hayden sat up in her toddler bed, tears rolling down her cheeks as Honey walked in to be met with heartbreak, "what's wrong my love?" the woman asked as Hayden cried even harder, shaking her head and hiding her little face in her hands. "Dada" Hayden wailed as Honey scooped her up, Hayden's face buried in her mom's neck as they made their way to the master bedroom where Quinn was sound asleep.

Honey hummed soft rhythmic lullabies to the little girl as she placed Hayden down on the mattress, and shook Quinn in hopes that he could calm her down. The tiny blonde with messy curls immediately worked her way into Quinn's arms as her tears stopped and the sniffling started.

A yawn left Quinn's lisp as he forced his eyes open to look at his daughter whose face was just inches from his, "what's wrong baby?" Hayden's tears started again as she buried her face in her father's chest, "Oh baby, bad dream?" he asked as he hugged her to his chest, as close to him as she could possibly get, Honey frowned and began tickling Hayd's back.

Quinn dis-attached Hayden's death grip from him and placed a short kiss on her cheek before placing the little girl in between him and his wife who watched the encounter through tired eyes. "Dada's got you, nothing to fear my girl," he mumbled as Hayden scooted back over to her father's side and snuggled into him. the tears subsided as the anxiety stopped and her breath evened out into a deep sleep.

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[itsnotgray]

this was utterly adorable🫶💗

Matching PJs

prompt: matching pjs w/ Quinn and Jack and Luke chirp the hell out of him

word count: 1,653

“Oh Quinny,” I yell into the house excited to show him what I found shopping today. I hear Ellen laugh behind me, she had her doubts about the gift but I knew it would work out. “Living room,” he replies. Walking into the room I see him and Jim sitting on the couch watching some highlights from one of his games. I skip over to him and sit on the arm of the couch next to him. I smile down at him and kiss his cheek.

“What did you do,” his voice was filled with dread. Ellen had joined us by now and cuddled up into Jim’s side. The two looked over at us and laughed at how Quinn was acting. Everyone saw Quinn as a grump who hated anything remotely fun. We all saw a different side of him though. He was really a big softie when it came to the people he loved most. Ellen and Jim had told me several times that they had never seen him happier, and my heart melted at that moment.

“Quit acting like you won’t love whatever she has. That girl could give you a rock and you’d treat it like the Stanley Cup,” Jim joked at his oldest who just simply blushed and took the bag from my hands. We all just laughed at him and I sat impatiently waiting for his reaction. He slowly pulled out the clothes I picked out for him. I was bouncing with excitement. He pulled out the black long-sleeve and cut a look at me.

“Thank you,” he said confused as to why I was acting this way over a plain shirt. I rolled my eyes,” keep going.” He dug a little deeper and he knew what it was as soon as he touched it. A small smile crept its way onto his face. He pulled out a pair of fuzzy pajama bottoms covered with cute Halloween designs. “I got a matching pair,” I say pulling mine from the bag I had sitting on the floor next to me. He looked up at me with nothing but love in his eyes. “I love them. Thank you, baby,” he says grabbing my hand and giving it a small kiss.

Jim starts laughing at him, and then Ellen clears her throat. “Don’t start laughing now. Y/n was pretty convincing and I bought us a pair too,” she laughed throwing a bag on his lap. Quinn let out the loudest laugh and I quickly joined them. Jim had the funniest expression on his face. “Aw Dad, you are gonna look so cute,” Quinn picked at his dad, giving him teasing right back like he had done his son five minutes earlier. When he started to protest I just pulled a pleading look and he sighed. “That girl could sell ice to a polar bear,” he grumbles ruffling my hair and taking his pants with him. 

Hours later Quinn and I had changed into our pjs and were setting up a movie night in the living room. “Okay, so we have popcorn, candy, blankets, and a stack of Halloween movies ready. I think we are good to go,” I smile looking over at him. He walks over and places his hands around my waist. I quickly throw mine around his neck. “You forgot the most important thing,” his voice rasps. I raise my eyebrows,” Oh yeah. What’s that?” He smiled down at me and leaned in close. “Our adorable matching pants,” he said leaning down and kissing my lips. 

I smile into the kiss and he pinches my sides and I squeal pulling away. “Jerk,” I laugh stepping back from him. A playful look overcomes his face and he steps towards me. I laugh and try to run away from him but he catches me quickly. He puts his face into my neck and I lean back into him. Our quiet moment of bliss is interrupted by Jack yelling into the house followed by the door shutting. 

“You guys will never believe what mom got dad to wear,” Jack started and stopped seeing Quinn and me. “No fucking way,” he doubled over laughing. “What are you laughing at,” Luke said finally walking into the room followed by Dylan. Luke raises his eyebrows at us and joins his brother in laughing. Quinn separates from me and throws a pillow at them. “Yeah yeah yeah, laugh it up,” he says sitting down on the couch pulling me down with him. The three boys follow suit and join us in the living room. “I cannot believe you actually put that shit on,” Jack laughs sitting down in the recliner next to the couch. Quinn just pulled me closer and I nuzzled into his side.

“You are just jealous that I have someone to wear them with and you don’t” Quinn shrugs grabbing the remote and trying to play the first movie but Luke snatches it and pauses it. “You look like a freaking dork Q,” Luke says grabbing a handful of popcorn. I shove him with my foot. “No popcorn for people who make fun of my pjs,” I joke snatching the bowl away. “Ignore them. I personally think you guys look adorable. You guys are literally couple goals. I wish I had someone to wear those with,” Dylan smiles over at us from the other recliner.

I grin over at the Duke boy and jump up from my spot on the couch. I dash to our room and grab the bag of extra bottoms that I bought for the three of them. I run back and throw a pair at Dyl. “I got you a pair too,” I say smiling at him. “No you fucking didn’t. Thank you Y/n! This means so much to me,” he says standing and pulling me into a hug. I return the hug and pull away from him and look at the two younger Hughes brothers. 

“I bought you guys some too. But I can just return them tomorrow,” I sadly smile at the two of them and sit back on the couch in between my boyfriend and Luke. I lean over and gently grab the remote from the youngest boy and play the first movie. I let Quinn pick first and he chose Halloweentown. I nuzzled deeper into his side and focused on the movie. I tried to ignore the glances from the guys. I knew it wasn’t everyone’s thing, but I just wanted them to feel included. 

After the movie ended I looked over and saw the popcorn bowls were empty. “I’m gonna go fill these up. Dylan you can pick the next movie,” I smile over at him pasing him the remote. I go into the kitchen and start the microwave popping more. In the living room, Quinn reaches over and slaps Jack’s thigh while Dylan punches Luke’s arm. “Ow, what was that for,” both boys whine. “That was uncalled for guys,” Dylan says scrolling through the movies and finally landing on Hocus Pocus. “Okay, you don’t have to say anything. I feel shitty enough,” Luke says leaning back into the couch. “She just wanted all of you to not feel left out. She knew it was a stupid coupley thing but she told Mom she would never want you guys to feel excluded so she grabbed five pairs of the pants today,” Quinn grumbled shooting them both a look. 

Quinn joined me in the kitchen wrapping his arms around my waist. “Hey baby,” he says into my neck before placing a small kiss there. “Hey Quinny,” I smile turning around and kissing him before pulling away and grabbing the popcorn out of the microwave. I pour the bags into several bowls for everyone. “You know this would go faster if you let go right,” I laugh dragging him along with me. “Yes I do,” he smiles and his grip tightens around me. I laugh at him and turn to face him once again. 

“I’m sorry baby,” he frowns looking down at me. I shrug my shoulders. “It’s okay. Really I swear. I just know they miss you during the season and I wanted to do something for everyone not just us,” I say standing on my tiptoes to kiss his nose. His eyes crinkle and he smiles at me. “We should do to the living room. Because if we don’t go now I’m gonna throw you over my shoulder and say forget them carrying you to our room,” he whispers and my cheeks flush. “Quinn,” I whine leaning my head down to lay it on his chest. It vibrates with his laughter. 

I carry two bowls back into the room while Quinn grabs the other three. “Where did the boys go,” I ask Dylan who just shrugs and a small smile. When I go to ask another question the two brothers come into the room matching the three of us. “You guys didn’t have to do that you know,” I can’t help control the smile on my face. “Y/n, I am really sorry for laughing and cracking on you. I really appreciate you included us,” Luke says wrapping his arms around me in a sweet hug. Jack is standing there behind him smiling and waiting for his turn. When Luke pulls away Jack quickly replaces him.

“We couldn’t ask for a better person to love our brother. And I can’t thank you enough for loving us too Y/n/n,” Jack steps back and smiles at me. “You guys,” I say tearing up and smiling at them. “I want a hug too,” Dylan whines and I laugh wrapping him up in one too. We all settle in and start the movie. “You know Dad was right,” Quinn whispers into my hair. I hum asking him what he was talking about. “You really could talk anyone into anything,” he laughs. I smile over at him and shrug my shoulders. 

[itsnotgray]

“a wet cat.”- IM LITERALLY ROLLING😭

anyway

I LOVED THIS SMM🫶

-and that’s def how i picture jack and luke would act meeting quinn’s girl- hell, even just in general😭

❛ HYBE BOY ❜

🧸🩰 i’m a lucky fella, i’ve just got to tell her that i love her endlessly

summary - quinn hughes, captain of the Vancouver Canucks, is dating model, y/n y/l/n and hard launches his relationship leaving people shocked at how beautiful she is and making his brothers question how he managed to pull her.

pairing - model!f!reader x quinn hughes

side note - miranda kerr will be used as a faceclaim for the ig posts. but like she’s so beautiful omgggg 😻😻 *careless whisper starts playing* anyways uni is going so well. my professors are so chill like literally it’s amazing. i barely know anyone here (yes after a whole month here, i only know like 6 people). but uni is amazing my roommate is the best and it’s js a great experience!!

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_quinnhughes i’ll keep this one, thanks. 😃

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colecaufield found in the wild 🐗🕵️

_quinnhughes ❌

user81 Y/N Y/L/N DATING A HOCKEY PLAYER??!! MY WORLDS ARE COLLIDING 🥲🥲

jackhughes 👁️🌊🫵

user17 jack what is this??! 😭😭

user38 he’s weird

user82 he js built diff

trevorzegras quinnifer got (no) game??!

_quinnhughes at least i have a girl where’s yours *looks around* oh i forgot 🥲

trevorzegras you’re my girl @/_quinnhughes don’t worry 😘

jackhughes AYE!!

_quinnhughes @/jackhughes @/y/n.y/l/n idk what he’s talking abt 😥

y/n.y/l/n trev wishes 😔😔

user93 NOOOO😭!!!!

user72 sad day for us quinn girlies 😔

user57 trevor and quinn are umm…

y/n.y/l/n weird and not okay i know and also very much in love with each other???

user57 yes

y/n.y/l/n have you fixed the bed yet??

_quinnhughes no..

lhughes_06 the beds broken?? oh 😐

y/n.y/l/n he jumped on it to hard and made a leg break

jackhughes YO WHAT

_quinnhughes @/jackhughes in my defense she was chasing me

y/n.y/l/n @/_quinnhughes you caused that to happen when YOU THREW A PILLOW AT ME

_quinnhughes @/y/n.y/l/n IM SORRY TAKE ME BACK

y/n.y/l/n @/_quinnhughes YOURE NEXT TO ME STUPID

trevorzegras ☕️☕️

user92 SHES SO PRETTY OMGGG 💕💕

user29 new wag alert!!!

user69 girlie so fine 😻😻

bradytkachuk emma said to stop forcing her to say you guys are together

ehtkachuk yea bc she’s MY wife not YOUR gf

y/n.y/l/n @/_quinnhughes ^^

_quinnhughes @/bradytkachuk @/ehtkachuk @/y/n.y/l/n why are you all after me 😔😔

colemcward mama y papa? mama. papa.

y/n.y/l/n my son is all alone 😭😭

_quinnhughes he’ll live

colemcward @/_quinnhughes no i won’t

lhughes_06 @/y/n.y/l/n why is he your son and not me???

y/n.y/l/n @/lhughes_06 bc you’re the annoying little brother i wished i had growing up

elblue6 my beautiful daughter 💕💕 and her interesting bf

_quinnhughes i’m your biological son??!

y/n.y/l/n quinny shh 🤫 ALSO MAMA EL 😘😘♥️

user48 parents so cute 🥰🥰

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y/n and quinn had been together in michigan for a week now and his brothers were yet to meet her. she had met his parents a couple months before and they’ve loved her ever since. ellen treated her as if she were her own daughter. they would talk about quinn and his behavior and quinn would be in the back, getting offended. jim was like her second father. he was protective of her and was his little girl even if they weren’t blood related.

the couple were on the couch, all cozy and cuddling when they heard a car pull up outside. quinn looked down at y/n who had her eyes closed, trying to go asleep after being out that day. “babe,” quinn heard a mumble come from the girl, “they’re here.” she grumbled in response.

quinn had told her last night that they would arrive at the lake house tomorrow evening. she was half asleep when he told her so all he got from her was an “okay,” before he began to hear soft snores come from her mouth.

“quinny, let me sleep please,” y/n whispered, “i’ll meet them later.”

quinn just smiled and leaned down to kiss her temple. he rested his head on top of hers and closed his eyes, hoping to sleep as well.

unfortunately, in this household, a good nights sleep was never a thing. that was proven as the front door suddenly burst open which quinn jumped slightly at the action and caused y/n to stir in her sleep, letting out a small whine.

“honey, we’re home!” an, oh, so familiar voice announced.

quinn turned his head to the side and peaked over the couch. as soon as he saw his brothers, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes at their antics and go back to trying to go to sleep.

he heard chattering and the padding of footsteps get closer, indicating they were coming his way. he began to think of a way of how he would get up without waking up y/n. there was no way.

quinn reopened his eyes and saw two figures standing in front of him. “what the fuck?” he questioned and his brothers laughed at his face.

“i see you’ve been having fun.” luke said and his eyes traveled down to y/n’s sleeping figure and he raised an eyebrow at quinn. “like i knew you had a girlfriend but she’s way out of your league.”

quinn let out a fake chuckle. “get the hell out and let us sleep.” he commented and wrapped his arms around y/n, his arm covering her face from jack and luke.

“but we just got here.” jack pointed out and luke murmured in agreement.

“then go up to your rooms.”

“but we want to meet your girlfriend.” luke stated with a fake pout.

quinn glared at the pair. “she’s sleeping so leave,” he stated and closed his eyes, protecting y/n from their view.

“we’re coming back when you’re both wide awake.” jack pointed a finger at quinn before he and quinn went to the front to get their bags and head upstairs.

quinn shook his head and went back to sleep, awaiting the moment of when y/n wakes up.

the couple had surprisingly slept for an hour and a half. it surprised quinn since he knew his brothers and the amount of noise they made whenever one of them were sleeping.

y/n had begun to wake as she had begun to squirm in quinn’s hold. he let out a groan and held her closer to his body, her squirming subsiding. “q, let go.” she mumbled into his chest. he held her tight. “quinn.”

“go to sleep, princess.” quinn whispered, his eyes still closed.

y/n started to squirm once again. “no, i have to meet your brothers as i said before.” she really wanted to meet luke and jack but with quinn’s hold keeping her restrained, it was impossible.

“they can wait.”

“no we can’t.”

quinn snapped his head towards the voice and y/n lifted her head and looked towards the boy. “why are you everywhere luke?”

luke shrugged, “i don’t know,” he sat at the end of the couch, “i just am.”

quinn rolled his eyes and looked down at y/n. “well you’ve met luke,” he told her.

“and the other?”

“i have a name.” jack.

y/n turned towards the boy, “yeah i know. sorry jack.”

jack shrugged and sat next to luke who gave jack a look. “what?” luke stared at him for a second before using all his force to push jack off. he fell with a thud and quinn, luke, and y/n laughed. “asshole.”

“man whore.”

jack looked up at luke. he got up within a second before he pounced onto luke. the two began to fight, jokingly, of course. jack had an arm wrapped around luke who let out a scream. “get off of me.” luke managed to get out despite jack’s arm suffocating him. luke continuously slapped jack’s arm in an effort for his older brother to let go.

“no.” the two continued to fight and quinn and y/n just stayed there laughing at the two.

“well you’ve met thing 1 and thing 2.” quinn said as he looked down at y/n. “i don’t know how they haven’t killed each other in jersey yet.”

y/n looked up at him. “you have a wonderful family.”

“aren’t we just lovely?” luke asked as he wriggled under jack’s hold. “also one more question,” y/n and quinn looked at him, “did quinn force you to get with him?”

jack’s head perked up at this. “oh yeah, did he?” he let go of luke as he turned towards his older brother and his girlfriend.

y/n only chuckled and quinn gave them a death stare. “no, i didn’t. she simply fell in love with me.”

jack and luke looked at each other. suddenly, the two bursted out laughing. both quinn and y/n were confused. they had a look on there face as the younger pair continued laughing. “what?”

“oh, we’re sorry but how is it that a girl like her, take this in a good way, would fall in love with a guy like you?” jack said and luke was still too busy laughing.

quinn looked at them, offended, “what’s that supposed to mean?”

“she’s beautiful! and you’re just..you.” luke exclaimed. “like let’s be real here.”

y/n turned to them, “i didn’t fall in love with him because of his looks, i fell in love with him because of his personality,” she looked towards quinn before looking back at the younger brothers, “although sometimes he’s a little interesting.”

“what do you mean interesting?”

“a wet cat.”

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i fucking hate this so much like actually wtff 😭😭 anyways here’s my monthly post and hopefully some of you enjoy it. uni is my new home and umm it’s great!! now my roommate and my friends are making go to a frat tmrw so uhh hopefully it goes well (ik it won’t) wish me luck 🤞