#Timo Meier
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jonasiegenthaler · 3 days ago
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njd@cbj | 19.12.24
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hanaaishi · 3 days ago
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NICO RESCUES TIMO Devils vs. Blue Jackets - 12.19.2024
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mikkomacko · 2 days ago
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We need a Timo fic with a baby after this
I mean 👀….
Dad Timo who always puts his baby in outfits that match his
Dad Timo who buys them designer baby clothes and diaper bags just because he can
Dad Timo who always makes sure he’s there for moments like bath time or late breakfasts, even if it’s over FaceTime
Dad Timo who embroiders his baby’s initials on the inside of his suit jackets
Dad Timo who wear a chain with their initials on it, that way they’re with even during games
Dad Timo who takes his baby around Europe for their first summer, taking pictures with every tourist landmark so that they can be recreated when the bub gets a little bigger
Dad Timo who’s background is photo of his baby, barely able to toddle around on two chubby legs, swimming in his jersey with a big gummy smile
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dougiejack · 2 days ago
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Needed this shot of Timo's hand for normal reasons
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ohmypuckingod · 27 days ago
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NJ vs NSH // Nico's Natural Hatty
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leaentries · 9 months ago
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postgame - luke hughes (aka pretty boy)
jets@njd
3/21/24
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puckinghischier · 3 months ago
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NO WAY ADMIN GOT THEM TO DO THIS
ugh my swiss kings, welcome home
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nicodaws · 2 months ago
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wsh @ njd
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sleepretreat · 4 months ago
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Timo Meier Charity Golf Tournament pt. 1
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jonasiegenthaler · 1 day ago
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njd@cbj | 19.12.24
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hanaaishi · 1 month ago
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YAP, YAP, YAP, YAP Devils vs. Panthers - 11.14.2024
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dearstvckyx · 3 months ago
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Personal photographer - JH86
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𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗏𝗈𝗋𝗓𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗅𝖻𝗅𝗎𝖾6 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌
jackhughes✓ my personal photographer ♥️
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trevorzegras✓ TELL HER TO TAKE MY PHOTOS
⟢ jackhughes✓ no.
⟢ trevorzegras✓ fine, i’ll text your mom to ask her
lhughes_06✓ a lot of us just got replaced
⟢yourbff she abandoned taking my photos for him 😐
⟢jackhughes✓ not sorry y/bff/n
njdevils✓ we’ve been replaced 😔
nicohischier✓ waiting for her to be devils photographer
⟢ jackhughes✓ i keep telling her!
_quinnhughes✓ finally you’re posting decent photos
⟢ jackhughes✓ ….. i hope you get replaced as captain
⟢ _quinnhughes✓ damn who hurt you?
⟢ trevorzegras✓ 🤣🤣
⟢ _quinnhughes✓ shut it zegras
˚    ✦   .  .   ˚ .      .
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𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽 _𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗁𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌
youruser if you need me, call. if you’re in love, fall. jackhughes ♡
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trevorzegras✓ jeans during summer is a bold choice
⟢ jackhughes✓ so?
trevorzegras✓ take my photos 🥹🙏
⟢ youruser✓ sure Trevs
⟢ trevorzegras✓ YESSSSS
lhughes_06✓ awe a couple who’s injured together 🙂
⟢ youruser at least Jack has a gf 🤷‍♀️
⟢ yourbff OOOOOH SHE GOT YOUR ASS LUKE
⟢ jamie.drysdale✓ damn quiet girl with the comebacks
dawson1417✓ waiting for the application to become our photographer
⟢ youruser✓ jeez you guys really want me to be your photographer huh?
⟢ nicohischier ✓ yes
⟢ jackhughes✓ YEAH!
⟢ tmeier96✓ OBVIOUSLY
⟢njdevils✓ yes.
elblue6 I hope your knee is feeling better sweetheart 🩷
⟢ youruser it is mama h 💞
yoursister YOU SAW HIM
⟢ youruser yess Quinn got everyone tickets 🥹
Something short 🫶🏻
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toffoliravioli · 2 months ago
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LETS GO SWITZERLAND
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hd-junglebook · 8 months ago
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My Sunshine
Prologue (short and sweet just how I like em)
Warnings - brief mentions of sex, mention of plan b pills, toxic relationship, pregnancy
a:n I feel like the chapter I posted for jack was too rushed, so I rewrote the entire thing. I hope you enjoy this one even more because I enjoyed writing the parts for it.
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Summary: After Jason suddenly declares he no longer wants to have a baby with her, despite their previous plans, Y/N finally leaves the hell that is her home and seeks the one thing that could give her answers. After agonizing over the decision, Y/N takes the tests spiraling over the results.
Word Count ~ 2054
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Y/N collapsed onto the bed, her chest heaving and her skin glistening with a sheen of sweat. Adrenaline still coursed through her veins as she reached out for Jason, desperately seeking the comfort of his warm embrace.
But to her dismay, he merely rolled over, his back facing her. The deafening silence that followed was oppressive, broken only by their labored breathing.
"Hey," she broached softly, a tremor in her voice. "What's wrong?" Y/N asked, her voice barely above a whisper. She propped herself up on her elbow, studying Jason's tense profile in the dim light of the bedroom as she gently rubbed his back, trying to offer whatever comfort she could.
He grumbled something unintelligible, his jaw clenched tight, his body rigid and unyielding.
"What did you say?" Y/N pressed, a sense of unease and dread creeping into her chest, tightening around her heart.
"I said," Jason repeated, his voice cold and detached, "I don't want to have a baby with you anymore."
Y/N's heart stopped, her breath catching in her throat as a wave of disbelief and heartbreak washed over her. In the muted glow of the bedroom, Y/N's world shattered like fragile glass. Her body, still throbbing and tingling from their intimate encounter, now grew cold and numb.
Jason sat up, his expression hard and unyielding as he turned to face Y/N. "You heard me. I don't want a baby. We try and try to conceive this...this thing ," he said, his voice dripping with disdain, "but it hasn't worked. I'm tired of trying. I've had my fill of you for the last five months."
Y/N felt as if she had been slapped, the words striking her like a physical blow. She sat up, clutching the sheet to her chest, her mind reeling from the devastating revelation.
"But we talked about this," she argued, her voice trembling with a mix of disbelief and hurt. "We agreed that we were ready, that we wanted to start a family. You said you were gonna marry me! How can you say you've had your fill of the woman you want to spend the rest of your life with?"
Jason scoffed, rolling his eyes dismissively. "Well, I changed my mind. And it's not like you have much of a say in the matter, anyway," he sneered.
Y/N's eyes narrowed, anger flaring hot and fierce in her veins. "Excuse me?" she hissed, her voice low and dangerous. How dare he treat her as if she had no say in the matter - this was their future, their dream, their child they were discussing.
"You heard me," Jason repeated, his tone mocking and callous. "It's my decision, too. And I've decided that I don't want a kid tying me down." He turned away, his broad shoulders rigid with finality, leaving Y/N feeling utterly betrayed and alone.
Without another word, Y/N rose from the bed, her movements stiff and mechanical as she gathered her discarded clothes. She stalked into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her with a resounding bang that reverberated through the tense silence.
Leaning heavily against the sink, she braced her trembling hands on the cool porcelain as hot, angry tears streamed down her flushed cheeks.
With a shaking hand, she turned on the shower, the scalding spray pounding against her skin as she stepped under it, scrubbing furiously.
She tried in vain to wash away the lingering feeling of Jason's touch, the essence of their intimate encounter seeping onto her thighs. The water cascaded down her body, but it offered no solace, no relief from the anguish consuming her.
Desperate, Y/N rummaged through the cabinets, her movements frantic as she pushed aside bottles of shampoo and tubes of toothpaste, searching for the small foil packet that held her last hope. But as she tore through the cluttered shelves, her heart sank, a fresh wave of panic crashing over her.
The pill was gone.
"No, no, no," she choked out, her voice breaking with anguish. "Fuck!" she cried, slamming her fist against the unyielding tile wall.
The impact sent a jolt of pain through her hand, but she barely registered it, consumed by the overwhelming fear of being trapped - tethered to a man who no longer loved her, who didn't want the life they had so carefully planned together.
The bathroom descended into chaos as Y/N's desperation reached a fever pitch. She swept her arm across the counter, sending bottles and jars crashing to the floor, the sound of shattering glass mingling with her anguished sobs.
Tearing open drawers, she flung their contents aside, heedless of the mess she was creating. In her frantic search, she upended the trash can, the contents spilling out across the tile.
Y/N's world was crashing down around her, and she felt powerless to stop it. She sank to the floor, curling in on herself as the full weight of her devastation overwhelmed her. Clutching her knees to her chest, she wept bitterly, her heart shattering into a million irreparable pieces.
The fluorescent lights flickered overhead, casting an eerie glow on the nearly empty shelves of the CVS. Y/N stood in the middle of the aisle, her eyes darting back and forth between the rows of cardboard boxes, her heart pounding in her chest.
The silence was deafening, broken only by the distant hum of the refrigerators and the static of the TV mounted on the wall.
Beside her, Heather shifted from foot to foot, her impatience growing with each passing second. The tapping of her foot against the linoleum floor echoed through the store, grating on Y/N's already frayed nerves.
"Could you stop tapping and put that pea brain of yours to use?" Y/N snapped, her voice cutting through the stillness like a knife. The harsh words escaped her lips before she could even register them, her nerves completely frayed.
Heather shot her a sideways glance, her lips pressed into a thin line. She reached out and grabbed a box from the shelf, shoving it into Y/N's hands.
"This looks fine, Y/N," she said, her tone clipped and laced with a hint of irritation. "You've read every box back to front. I think you should just choose one."
Y/N stared down at the box in her hands, her mind racing with a whirlwind of emotions. She knew Heather was right, but choosing a box made the situation feel too real – this box held the answer to the rest of her life. The weight of the decision felt crushing, and she couldn't help but feel utterly alone in this moment, despite Heather's presence.
Swallowing thickly, Y/N ran her fingers over the cardboard, tracing the words printed on the packaging. Every fiber of her being wanted to tear the box open, to find the answers that would dictate her future. But the fear of what those answers might be paralyzed her, leaving her frozen in place, the box trembling in her shaking hands.
"Screw it," Y/N muttered under her breath, her resolve hardening. She grabbed four more boxes from the shelf, the cardboard containers feeling heavy in her hands.
Without another moment's hesitation, she turned to walk away, but something made her pause. With a sigh of frustration, she spun back around and snatched one more box, just for good measure.
Heather let out a surprised laugh, shaking her head in disbelief at Y/N's sudden burst of decisiveness. "Alright, that's more like it," she murmured, offering her friend an encouraging smile, despite the gravity of the situation.
She wandered over to the fridges and grabbed a 2-liter bottle of soda before meeting Y/N at the checkout counter.
They plopped their items down in front of the cashier, a middle-aged man with a receding hairline and a bored expression on his face. He glanced up at them, his eyes widening as he took in the array of pregnancy tests and the massive bottle of soda.
The cashier's voice cut through the tense silence as he spoke up, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Having trouble deciding, ladies?"
Y/N felt her cheeks heat up, suddenly self-conscious under the man's curious gaze. She opened her mouth to respond, but the words caught in her throat, leaving her uncharacteristically flustered.
Thankfully, Heather jumped in, offering the cashier a polite smile. "Oh, you know how it is," she said, her tone light and diplomatic. "Gotta make sure we get the right ones, you know?"
The cashier nodded, his expression understanding as he scanned their items and bagged them up. "That'll be $32.50," he said, adding the final box to the pile.
Y/N silently handed over the cash, her heart pounding in her chest. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. The cashier gave her a sympathetic nod, his eyes twinkling with a hint of empathy that made Y/N's stomach twist.
With the transaction complete, they turned and walked out of the CVS, the automatic doors sliding shut behind them with a soft whoosh. The night air was cool and crisp, a welcome relief from the stuffy interior of the store.
Y/N took a deep breath, savoring the sensation of the fresh air filling her lungs as she gripped the bag containing the pregnancy tests, the weight of it heavy in her hand.
She looked over at Heather, who gave her a reassuring smile. "Ready?" her friend asked, her voice soft and laced with concern.
Y/N steeled herself, squaring her shoulders as she met Heather's gaze. "not at all," she replied. With a deep breath, she began walking towards her car, Heather by her side.
Y/N sat on the cold tile floor of her bathroom, her knees drawn up to her chest and her heart racing. She had lined up all eleven pregnancy tests on the edge of the bathtub, each one turned face down, waiting for the results that would change her life forever.
The minutes ticked by agonizingly slowly, each second feeling like an eternity. Y/N's mind raced with a million different scenarios, each one more terrifying than the last. What would she do if the tests were positive? How would she tell Jason? Would he even care?
Suddenly, Heather's voice rang out from the other side of the door, startling Y/N from her thoughts.
"Time!" she shouted, her voice muffled by the thick wood.
Y/N inhaled deeply, trying to calm her frayed nerves. She slowly lifted her head from her lap, her muscles aching from sitting in the same position for so long. Using the sink for support, she pulled herself to her feet, her knees suddenly weak and shaky.
With trembling hands, Y/N reached out and flipped over the first test, her heart pounding in her chest. A bold, unmistakable pink plus sign stared back at her, and she felt her heart skip a beat, her breath catching in her throat.
Hands shaking, she moved down the line, flipping over each test one by one. Plus sign after plus sign greeted her, until all eleven tests lay face up on the bathtub, their results crystal clear.
Y/N hiccupped, her hand flying to her mouth as a tear slipped down her cheek. She was pregnant. There was no denying it now - the evidence was right there in front of her, etched in pink and white plastic.
The reality of the situation crashed over her like a tidal wave, and she felt her legs give out from under her as she sank back down to the floor.
Sobs wracked her body, her anguish palpable as she grappled with the devastating truth. She was going to be a mother, and the father of her child was a man who no longer wanted her.
Heather's voice called out again, this time softer and more concerned. "Y/N? Are you okay in there?"
Y/N tried to respond, but the words stuck in her throat, choked by the lump of emotion that had settled there. She heard the doorknob rattle, and then Heather was there, kneeling beside her on the floor and wrapping her in a tight, comforting embrace.
"Oh, honey," Heather murmured, stroking Y/N's hair as she cried. "It's going to be okay. We'll figure this out together, I promise." Heather's voice was soothing, a balm to Y/N's shattered nerves, and she clung to her friend arms.
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Tag List <3
@fearfam69691, @alwaysclassyeagle, @rebelatbay, @dancerbailey3, @dasiysthings, @shawnshoney
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mommahughes19-23 · 7 months ago
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Boat Day Bitch - J.H
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@yn.lazar : bye bye till next time jerz👋🏻👋🏻
tagged : @jackhughes
location : a lake in jersey
curtislazar95 : put. on. a. shirt. @yn.lazar
↪ yn.lazar :no im a big girl
jackhughes : till next time .. on to better lakes ps. love you
dawson1417 : oh my MY EYES
jesperbratt : miss ma'am pop off🤧
tmeier96 : oop your brother will kill me if I say anything so look how blue the water is
↪ curtislazar95 : ur lucky your in a different country 😤
tofff73 : 🏖️🏖️🏖️🏖️
john.marino97 : 🌊🌊🌊
pally_18 : 🐬🐬🐬🐬
bssmith : 🏊🏻‍♀️🏊🏻‍♀️🏊🏻‍♀️🏊🏻‍♀️🏊🏻‍♀️
ehaula : 🏊🏻‍♀️🌊
↪ yn.lazar : its like u guys speak in code 😤
lhughes_06 : again u wait for me to leave and then have fun its unreal @yn.lazar
_quinnhuges : excited to finally see you guys
nicohischier : a mini Lazar
nicodaws : thanks for inviting us it was a blast! ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥
sarakobel : Had a great time! see you guys in a few months! 💓💓
A.N :
ok hi first off who tf is she with 4 post in less than 3 hrs lol , I swear this is it for the night but I found these pics that looked like jack and Nico and had to post something!! I really hope you enjoy its the longest one I posted tonight! lots of luv
also why do I feel like the devils guys speak in emojis ...
xoxoxoxoxox, M
Tags : @lukey-pookie-hughes43 and @skylershines
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misschino · 9 months ago
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Such a funny guy, and a grudge towards the hughes
You go to dog groomer?
HAHA soo funny
😭😭😭
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