#but this is the best big brother Jack I have seen

[ill-say-anything-i-hafta]

Santa Fe prologue on YouTube where Jack is so fucking bummed when he delivers the line "you'll be down there soon enough," but genuinely laughs when Crutchie asks him if he has folks. Where Crutchie quietly starts to cry a little after "watch me run" and Jack notices and hands him his jacket to wipe his face on and then pets his arm to comfort him.

Here.

[ddodol]

get even — j.sc

oneshot ⭑.ᐟ synopsis ⭑.ᐟ you feel responsible for sungchan's injury, it's only right if you help him out. content warning ⭑.ᐟ smut! minors dni!, brother's friend!sungchan, fem!reader, mentions of eunseok as the big bro, pet names, injury from an accident mentions, pillow humping (m.), whiny and pervy sungchan, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex. word count⭑.ᐟ 2.6k+

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a drunk driver going rogue on a sunny tuesday was something you wouldn’t have seen coming.

sungchan, who was out with you for an errand, was quick to react, saving you from harm’s way. even though sungchan got injured, he still made sure that you were okay, constantly checking if you were hurt despite his own bones being broken at the time.

once the poor guy got out of the hospital, now sporting a cast, you couldn’t help but feel bad. how could you not? you managed to get out of it without a single scratch and yet you almost risked sungchan’s entire future if everything went south— that was an exaggeration, but your concern was still valid. your brother, eunseok, kept you updated, relaying all the newer complaints sungchan had now that he couldn’t use his dominant hand. surprisingly, none of them included blaming you.

eunseok let out a small laugh, “sungchan’s complaining about how he can’t jack off again.”

you blinked, that was the third time he’s complained about it to your brother and the third time he's relayed the complaint to you, it’s only been two days since then. sungchan was nothing more than your brother’s best friend, but you also couldn’t deny that he was attractive. you always missed your chances of dating because you based your standards around him, now learning that sungchan was unbelievably one of a kind, much to your disappointment.

”yo, y/n,” eunseok tapped on your shoulder, handing you a small plastic bag. you raised your brows, taking the plastic bag in your hands as you looked at your brother, “mom said it’s for sungchan.” you blinked, shooting him a look as you pointed at yourself, “and how is that any of my business?”

eunseok chuckled, “hey, i have a date and you’re the one that injured him. do this favor for me, please?” you rolled your eyes, standing up from your position in the couch so that you could get dressed. it’s not like you were excited to have a valid reason to visit sungchan or anything— it’s just a small crush!

you found yourself standing in front of sungchan’s apartment, giving the door a small knock as you awkwardly stood around. when at least ten minutes have passed, you try fiddling with the door’s handle, belatedly finding out that the door has been open this entire time. you let out an annoyed sigh, opening the door without hesitation.

”sungchan?” you called out softly, looking around sungchan’s place for the first time. it was surprisingly clean for a man living all by himself, used plates were piled up by the sink but you knew you’d be doing the same thing so you didn’t judge him for it. you left the plastic bag on his counter before you trudged around, peeking around the corners for a sign of sungchan. you didn’t find him anywhere in the living room, but you did hear soft cries nearby.

normally, you’d get scared and think it’s a ghost even if it’s still bright outside but you were pretty sure someone was crying out your name. you felt goosebumps, feet moving towards the source of the noise before you could even think. when you stood in front of the door where the sounds were coming from, you managed to connect things together and figure out that this was sungchan’s room.

”s-sungchan?” your voice was shaking, almost afraid of what you’d be seeing as you open the door slowly.

just like you thought, it was from sungchan. you felt air escape your lungs at the sight in front of you— sungchan desperately rutting his hips against a pillow with one hand holding onto a pair of panties. your eyes focused on every movement, breathing heavily as you watched sungchan get off using his right hand. his hand movement was clumsy, perhaps finding it unsatisfactory so he resorted to using his hips instead.

”y/n,” sungchan moaned softly, eyes closed shut as he moved his hips eagerly. you felt your body burning up, in complete surprise that he was doing all of this while thinking of you. sungchan looked like he was having a hard time, red tip leaking pathetically all over his pillow and the ruined pair of panties in his hand. the pair looked familiar but that wasn’t what you cared about— sungchan was packing. you bite your lip, just wanting to see him cum as he whimpered your name out loud.

”fuck, please,” he whined breathily, throwing his head back and finally cracking his eyes open. your eyes met but that didn’t stop sungchan from chasing after his orgasm, if anything, seeing you in front of him only seemed to help him reach it. he shuddered, shooting his load messily all over his sheets.

you pressed your legs together, heart beating fast at how beautiful he looked as he came, lips all parted and glossy as he moaned your name one last time. it might’ve awakened something inside of you, finding yourself standing by the edge of his bed before you knew it. sungchan’s chest was heaving, still trembling from his orgasm. “y/n,” you jumped up at the mention of your name, huge eyes staring into sungchan’s face as he tried to catch his breath.

sungchan honestly didn’t know where to start. first of all, he was still horny. secondly, he’s embarrassed to be caught like this with your panties in his hand. sungchan swears that it was just an accident, finding it in his bag along with his other clothes after staying over your house for one night. this was the first time he’s used it because he was desperate for release, and now here you were, the owner of the pair, standing in front of him with a cute blush on your cheeks.

”do you need help, sungchan?” your voice came out deeper than usual, voiced laced with lust as you stared into sungchan’s eyes. it didn’t take much for him to nod, falling back to sit on his ass as you climbed on top of his bed. god, if this was a dream, sungchan desperately hopes he’d never wake up from it.

”y/n?” he calls out breathily, uninjured hand reaching out to pat your head, “you don’t find me disgusting?” you bite your lip, brushing your hand against his cock, now fully sat on his lap as sungchan let out the most pathetic moans ever. you found his moans a bit cute, eyes glazed over as he watched you. “i think it’s sweet, channie,” you smiled, giggling when he chuckled breathlessly.

sungchan stared up at you, cock twitching as everything began to feel more real for him. you were here in his bedroom, straddling his lap with his cock hitting your stomach. if he knew getting injured meant that you’d do this, he would’ve done this a long time ago.

you looked at his twitching cock, licking your lips at how hard it still was. your brother’s mentioned it a lot, unnecessarily so, but sungchan was very pent up. you could feel sungchan trying to hump the air, biting back a giggle as you finally wrapped your hands around his shaft. sungchan moaned, frowning at how cold your hands felt.

”channie, whose panties are these?” you asked softly, slowly pumping your hand up and down as your other hand held up the ruined pair of panties. sungchan was breathing heavily, staring at you with a faint blush on his cheeks, “it’s yours, pretty girl.” you giggled at the cute nickname, gripping on his cock as you increased your pace. sungchan moaned loudly, his voice going higher with every pump.

”fuck, fuck, your hands feel so soft, y/n,” sungchan whimpered, thighs trembling as he slowly began to feel overstimulated. you didn’t even know if you were doing that good of a job, using your other hand to rub his tip as you watched for his reaction. sungchan jerked up, crying out loud as he shot his cum without warning.

you found yourself shuddering, biting your lip at how captivating sungchan looked all messed up like this. “you’re still hard, channie. you need more?” you were hoping the answer was yes, there was still so much you wanted to do to him. sungchan was trying to catch his breath, almost wheezing as he nodded at you.

”thank you, channie,” you smiled widely, giving him a small kiss on the lips before getting off of his lap. sungchan’s cock twitched pathetically at the kiss, whining about how he wanted more. you shook your head, slowly slipping your panties off as you sat in between his legs. sungchan’s eyes gleamed when he saw your panties, a mark of your wetness on it before you placed it on his tip, shuddering at the contact. this was the closest he’s ever been into fucking you and his mind raced like crazy.

”pretty girl, please, help me cum again,” sungchan whimpered, staring at you with huge puppy eyes. how could you not say yes? “can i really keep milking you like this, channie? does it not hurt?” you asked innocently, fingers slyly running up and down his thighs as you held his cock with your other hand.

sungchan shivered, shaking his head quickly, “no, baby. please keep holding my cock like that.” you bite back a giggle, “shouldn’t you be more greedy? i might be down to fucking you too, you know?” sungchan stared at you, gently thrusting his hips into your panties out of desperation. “channie, i asked you something,” you pouted, taking your panties off of his cock.

”fuck, please, y/n,” sungchan pleaded, voice going higher than usual, “need to cum on your hands, pretty girl. please, please,” you shuddered, head spinning at how adorable his whining sounded. sungchan was breathing so heavily, his poor cock desperate for stimulation.

you gave in to his desperate whines, wrapping your panties around his tip and shaft before using it to jerk him off. you raised your shirt up, leaning in to push his hoodie up and place kisses all over his stomach. you smiled against his stomach, feeling how he’d breathe shakily at every thrust you make. you stare up at sungchan, leaving small marks all over his skin as he moaned loudly. sungchan didn’t last too long, already cumming all over your panties as he let out a loud cry.

you chuckled, taking your panties and staring at the mess sungchan made. he’s been cumming for a while now but his load was still so thick. you felt your stomach fluttering, wanting him to make a huge mess deep inside you.

”channie, do you like my hands better? you’d rather have this than being inside me?” you pouted, watching as sungchan mumbled a small no repeatedly. he shook his head quickly, “want to feel you all over me, pretty girl. fuck, please, would you do that for me? i’ll be good, baby.” you bite back a smile, getting up to take your shirt off properly, “you’re so pretty, baby. can’t believe i get to see you like this,” you chuckled, leaning in to give sungchan a small kiss.

sungchan stared at you, “can you give me a proper kiss, baby?” you smiled, letting sungchan pull you in with his right hand. his kisses were desperate, hungrily biting on your lips and pushing his tongue inside your mouth. “channie,” you whispered, pulling away to look at his expression. sungchan was staring up at you with parted, sore lips, “need to feel you all around my cock, pretty girl. please let me have you,” he whined.

”you can have me channie,” you chuckled, getting on top of sungchan. his size was intimidating but he was all slippery from his own mess, knowing that you could take him in easily. you slowly sink your hips down, thighs trembling at how stretched your walls were feeling despite your earlier confidence.

sungchan had his eyes on you, watching intently as you sunk down on him, not wanting to miss a single moment. you furrowed your brows, letting out a sigh as you take his length inside. “fuck, channie, you’re so big,” you moaned, slowly bouncing as you clawed on his hoodie.

”oh fuck, you’re taking me in so well,” sungchan moaned, watching his cock disappear inside you, your juices mixing with every movement. he was trying to be considerate, letting you get used to his size even though he wanted to hold you close to his body and thrust inside you. oh, sungchan would be so good to you if you just let him. “pretty girl, please keep moving,” he sighed softly, carefully placing his injured hand on your thigh.

you felt lightheaded, slowly getting drunk in the sensation as you began to bounce even faster, moaning loudly at how full you felt with every thrust. “channie, you’re making me feel so good,” sungchan moaned, cock twitching at the praise. “anything for you pretty girl,” he whimpered, wrapping his right arm around your waist, nails digging into your skin.

”fuck, fuck, i wanna cum, channie!” you cried out, hips moving clumsily as you try to chase your high. sungchan pulled you closer to his body, “let me make you feel even better, baby. please, please let me,” he pleaded against your ear, feeling his cock twitch inside you so desperately.

”do it, channie!” you bit your lip, moaning loudly as sungchan thrusted his hips against yours so roughly, you’d bounce off of his cock if he wasn’t holding onto your waist. you cried incoherently, walls clenching against his cock as you came, making a small mess on his bed.

sungchan kept going, still moaning over and over as you clench on his cock. “fuck! too much, sungchan! wait!” you choked out a sob, burying your head against sungchan’s neck as you felt sensitive. sungchan was too focused with chasing his own high that he couldn’t stop thrusting, “baby, i’m sorry. i’m close so please,” he whimpered against your ear.

his thrusts were messy but it kept hitting all the right spots, driving you even more insane. you were crying from the overstimulation, second orgasm already building up. “sungchan,” you choked out, squirting everywhere as he kept thrusting, “sungchan, please, it’s too much.”

”fuck, pretty girl, you’re making a mess,” sungchan moaned, cock twitching inside of you. he pushed your hips down against his, finally cumming deep inside. “channie! fuck! stop moving!” you cried out, throwing your head back as he kept thrusting his cum deep inside you.

when sungchan finally stilled, you crashed against his body, breathing heavily as you trembled. sungchan recovered faster than you thought, chuckling softly as he brushed hair away from your face. you tried to look at him, staring back at you with a blissful expression on his face. “thank you for the help, y/n,” he whispered softly, your eyes closing as exhaustion washed over you.

”y/n?” you stirred up at the sound of sungchan’s voice, looking around in confusion at the unfamiliar room. he chuckled, “it’s my room, y/n.” you stared at sungchan, remembering what just happened. “oh, right,” you mumbled, a small blush creeping up your face. you noticed how dark it’s gotten, slightly feeling nervous that your brother would tease you for staying out so late.

sungchan tilts his head at you, trying to occupy your line of sight. you look at sungchan, making him smile widely, “i told eunseok.” your mouth dropped, not knowing what to reply. he chuckled, “he said he already knew, said we should use protection or whatever and, well, i don’t know how to break the news to him.” sungchan scratched his head, glancing at you shyly.

you laughed at him, shaking your head, “it’s fine, i take birth control anyway.” sungchan blinked, “for who?” you stifled your laughter, wanting to keep him guessing but the heartbreaking expression on his face pricked at your conscience, “for myself, dummy.”

sungchan crawled next to you, wrapping his arms around you protectively, “i take it that you’re single?” you giggle, nodding against his chest. “so can you be mine now?”

”i’ve always been yours, channie.”

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Hungry Like The Wolf

Chapter Two

She hadn't seen her best friend, Lando, in years. She didn't run into him the last time she was visiting her father and she doubted she'd see him this time. Things were different now. She wasn't aware of his furry little problem. Just like she wasn't aware of the vampires plaguing the town.

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Vampire!Oscar x Reader x Werewolf!Lando

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It came as no surprise that Jack didn't recognise his big sister. It was heart breaking, sure, and Toto wanted to do something about it.

"Jack really likes that cafe in town," he said as he sat on the end of his daughters bed. She had spent the previous evening rearranging her desk to better allow her to get on with work. "You could take him and get some work done at the same time," he suggested.

She gave a small nod. "Yeah, if Susie is okay with me taking him," she said.

"It was Susie's idea."

Before she knew it she was out of the house, holding Jack's hand with her laptop bag over her shoulder. She waved at her dad as she started down the driveway, heading further into the town.

That was until she collided with a firm chest. She let go of Jack to not drag him with her, as strong arms wrapped around her keeping her up. "You okay the- Y/N?"

She looked into the strangers lovely eyes, taking a moment before she recognised him. "Lando? Lando Norris?"

He once again wrapped his arms around her, this time in a friendly manner. But she pushed away from him, got a better look at him and felt his chest. Lando went slightly red at that, but he didn't pull away. "You've really grown," she said with a grin, once again reaching for Jack's hand.

"So have you, uhh..." he began. She didn't know that he had been watching over her from the moment she arrived, that he had orchestrated this meeting from the moment she arrived. But, now that he was here, he didn't know what to say.

"So, uh, Jack and I are heading to Renee's Cafe. Do you wanna come with?"

Renee's cafe. That was on the other side of town. The vampire side of town. Even if he wanted to, Lando couldn't go, not without breaking a multitude of laws. He shook his head. "I can't, but we could exchange phone numbers? That way we could plan to meet," he said.

"Love it," she called as she pulled her phone from her bag. She passed it over to Lando, letting him punch in his number before they went their separate ways.

Well, she thought they went their separate ways. She and Jack headed to the cafe, Lando retreated back down the road. He kept turning around though, waiting until she and Jack were out of sight. As soon as they were out of sight, he dove into the woods and followed her scent until he got to the vampire side of town.

There he paced, thick paws crushing the twigs on his path.

Holding Jack's hand, she walked him into the cafe. They sat at the very back, she left Jack there with her bag while she got them both something to eat and drink.

As soon as it had been ordered she sat back down opposite her half brother. Jack looked around the cafe, but he wouldn't look at her. She sucked in a breath and leaned back in her chair. "You have no idea who I am," she said, and Jack shook his head. "That's okay. I haven't been around very much. Their drinks were placed in front of them, along with pastries.

She tried to ask Jack as many questions as she could, but he wasn't very willing to answer. It was okay, though. She understood. She was nothing more than a stranger to him at that point.

"Wanna head home?" She asked him once they'd finished eating.

Jack nodded his head. He hopped out of his chair as she grabbed her bag and took him out of the cafe. "What're you gonna do when we get home?" She asked as she led him out of the cafe.

Jack shrugged his shoulders.

"Has dad taught you any German yet?"

He nodded his head. "Polish, too," he said and she gave him a small smile.

But she was too concentrated on her little brother. She wasn't looking where she was going as they wandered through the parking lot and smacked right into something.

Just like she had with Lando, she let go of Jack's hand as a pair of strong arms wrapped around her, holding her up. This time, when she looked up at the owner of the arms, she didn't recognise him.

His skin was pale and a few moles were dotted around on his face. His eyes were a lovely shade of brown and his hair fell over his forehead, parted down the middle. He was gorgeous, that was undeniable.

“I'm so sorry about that,” he said in an Australian accent, a polite smile on his face as he released his hold on her, his fingertips brushing against the exposed skin of her arm. He was cold to the touch.

She shook her head and readjusted her bag on her shoulder. “No, no,” she began. “It was my fault, I wasn't looking where I was going.”

The kind stranger kept staring at her. “Are you new in town? I haven't seen you before,” she said.

“Uh, yeah. Sort of,” she answered. “I'm here visiting my dad.”

Suddenly Jack was in front of her, waving up at the pale stranger. “Hi, Oscar,” he said.

Oscar. She looked at his face as the name played in her head. It suited him. He certainly looked like an Oscar. “Hey Jack,” he said as he mussed up his hair. “Who're you with today?”

“This is my sister,” he answered.

Oscar snapped his eyes towards her. “I didn't know Toto and Susie had a daughter,” he said.

“That's because they don't,” she answered, somewhat lightheartedly. “Toto is my dad, yeah, but Susie is my stepmother. I'm visiting for a few weeks.” She held her hand towards him. “I'm Y/N.”

He took her hand, skin so cold against her own it sent a shiver down her spine. “Oscar. It's nice to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you too,” she replied, finally letting go of his hand. She placed her hands on Jack's shoulders. “Well I’m gonna get this guy home. It really was nice to meet you, Oscar.”

He waved as she walked away, unable to look away from her. She had smelled so sweet, the fragrance overtaking Oscars senses. That was how he had bumped into her, because of her scent and the sound of her heart thumping in her chest. Desperately he wanted to chase after her, but he hung back, restraining himself.

Hie smell, the smell of vampire clung to her as she walked back to the werewolf side of town. Lando couldn't help but growl as the smells mixed together. He knew exactly which vampire she had come into contact with, as well.

Oscar. He was the vampire who loved to provoke Lando. He was the one who nearly had Lando breaking the treaty the vampires and the werewolves had created all those hundreds of years ago.

Oscar had touched his girl. And he was pissed about it.

Lando watched from the bushes as she and Jack entered the house. As soon as they were inside he turned away and ran back to his pack. He skillfully moved around the trees at the high speeds he was travelling to get back to them.

When he got there Daniel and Sergio were outside, wresting. It wasn't an uncommon sight to see two members of the back trying to push one another out of the circle. “DR,” Lando called and the two of them split apart.

Sweaty and out of breath, his tattoos on show, Daniel approached his much younger pack mate. He was the friendliest in the pack and had accidentally become friends with one of the vampires, Max.

“Talk to your boy for me,” he said, biting back a growl. “Tell him to tell the other blood suckers to stay away from the Wolff family.”

Daniel watched him for a minute. Lando was the youngest of all of them. He had little control over his emotions and Daniel could tell he was ready to burst. “Shirt off, jump in the ring with us,” he said,gesturing back to Checo.

Sucking in a breath, Lando did just that.

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Lips Sealed - Jack Hughes

summary: when jack rights his wrongs it makes this years trip to the lake house unforgettable.

request: yes/no

warnings: sexual themes, p in v, thigh riding, swearing, fireworks, alcohol.

word count: 4.09k

authors note: firstly to those who read the sneak peeks thank you from the bottom of my heart for helping me with this one! @babydollmarauders I hope what I’ve done to our idea has met your expectations. This is my first smut with a plot alongside it so let’s all play nice and act like it was well executed, okay?

The lake house had always been the best part of your summers.

For as long as you could remember the joyous memories belonged to that house. Being back with your friends and your brother after spending months meant that your mind was at peace “good morning to you too.” Jack smirked as he leaned against the wall of the kitchen.

It made you shriek as you jumped “Jack!” You groaned clutching your chest as you stood up straight. The boy laughed as he watched your Michigan maize baseball jersey fall to your sides as it covered your ass “sorry princess.” The hockey player smiled as he walked over to you “just came to see what the noise was in here.” He explained taking a berry from the bowl in your hands as the boy stared down at you.

Your cheeks turned red as the open jersey complimented the yellow bikini that you wore “just me.” Your voice was soft as you tucked your hair behind your ear watching him lean against the counter “feel like I haven’t seen you alone all week.” Jacks lips formed a frown as he held his arms out to hug you.

Ever since you were younger Jack always did have a soft spot for you “all you had to do was talk to me.” You pointed out as he had been catching up with Trevor as you did the same with Luke “wanna go for a ride then so we can do that?” Your chin rested against his chest as his offer lingered in your ears.

The boat was the true corner stone of the lake house, the boys got to use it as their moment to truly relax and be boys. You on the other hand lived for the laughter you got watching your best friend and your brother miserably fail at water skiing “I’ll even teach you to drive.” Jack proposed finally offering you the opportunity you couldn’t say no to.

Just as you had assumed the rest of the house was captured in a deep sleep probably brought on by their indefinite hangovers “let me help.” Jack placed his hat on your head as his hand went to help you onto the boat “really?” You weren’t complaining that Jacks locks were now free but you couldn’t help but send him a glare as the hat was too big for your head “Trevor would kill me if you came back burnt.” His words made you laugh as you threw your head back.

The idea of Jack having any kind of fear of your brother made your cheeks hurt as you tried to keep quiet going towards your normal seat on the boat “wow you’re really trying to get away from me that fast?” The hockey player teased making you stop in your tracks “meant it when I said I’d teach ya to drive.” His hand extended to yours.

You stared at the single seater that Jack sat on first “you know I don’t bite.” The hockey player joked as he helped you onto his lap making you straddle his leg as you faced the wheel “I’ll help you lead you.” Jack’s voice was soft as he let his chin rest on your shoulder.

Just as Jack had hoped it took you a few minutes to relax as you loosened up allowing the sounds of the water hitting the boat to scratch an itch you didn’t even know was in your brain. But with each hit the boat had on the water it made your legs tense around Jacks and with that your clit would hit different his thigh as your hips would readjust against him “oh.” Your lips fell open as it was now his turn to tense his leg beneath you.

Jack pressed his lips against your shoulder “you’ve gotta stop moving like that.” Jack warned as his cock throbbed at the against his swim shorts “like what?” You mumbled as you the the boat come to a stop.

It was a lightbulb moment that Jack had as he smirked “you never gotten off on someone’s thigh before?” He watched as you began following the movements that his hands had you doing “nope.” You moaned slapping your hand over your mouth as your eyes widened at the feeling.

Your legs shivered as the feelings went straight to your core and up your spine “you trust me?” Jack asked brushing his fingers over your cheek making you nod “use your words baby.” The hockey player cooed making your brain feel as though your were melting.

Your tongue ran over your lower lip “of course I do Jack.” You smiled as the boy grinned “need you to face the front then.” Jack sent a nod to the people in front of you both “if you really wanna be a good girl for me lose the panties.” His words made you moan as you nodded following his request as you crouched down to hook your fingers into your bikini bottoms pushing them to the floor before you got back to his leg.

Jack leaned his head against the headrest of the chair as he watched you straddle his thigh “just follow my hands.” The hockey player cooed pressing his fingers against your hips “Jack.” You moaned as your clit grazed against his skin.

Your soaked cunt spread its wetness over his thigh “fuck you’re doing such a good job.” The mirror of the boat became his best friend when he could take in how your face contorted when your clit hit his skin at a different way “please.” You begged wanting to move quicker now desperate to come.

Of course though you should have known it wouldn’t have been this easy “god you’re so needy already.” Jack laughed as he tried to adjust himself in an attempt to ease the pain his cock felt “keep soaking my thigh with your pretty little pussy.” The hockey player used his energy to lean forward to kiss your shoulder.

The jersey had fallen off of your arms as you kept your head upright “such a gorgeous girl aren’t you?” His teeth sunk into your skin causing a loud moan to fall from your lips “naughty girl, we gotta keep quiet.” Jack clicked his tongue making your face feel warm as it turned red.

But as your thighs clenched around his leg it made Jack laugh “but maybe you want to be caught?” Those words made you whine as you writhed against his leg “that’s it.” He smirked pressing a kiss on your earlobe.

In an attempt to tease you Jack began to bounce his leg making your breasts bounce “use my leg and I’ll make you feel so good when you come.” It made you cry as your legs began to shake “I’m gonna come.” You announced letting your head fall against his shoulder.

The nature of your words turned him animalistic as Jack sped up the movements of your hips “go make a mess on my thigh my pretty girl.” Jack kissed your jaw as you came “god!” The hockey player slapped his hand over your mouth muffling your moans as your legs squeezed his thigh.

As your chest heaved Jack laughed watching you come back to earth “wow.” You forced the word from your lips “I know.” He leaned down to grab your panties as his phone went off ruining this moment you both had.

Jack frowned as he saw it “we gotta get back before they notice.” The boy explained making you nod “just give me a sec okay?” You pleaded sliding your swim bottoms onto your legs.

The ride home was quiet as Jack focused on the path ahead of him leaving you alone now back on your own seat. Meaning that you spent your ride home drowning your brain in fears that caused you to feel sick as you docked “let’s maybe keep this quiet okay?” Jack wrapped his hand around your arm.

It made you want to throw up as you scoffed “like I’d go tell the boys what happened.” You grumbled pulling away from him.

It was a weird mix of embarrassment that mixed with disappointment as it became clear to you that Jack thought so lowly of you. To go from having him being your world as a kid as everyone but Jack could see the crush you had on him. To then becoming friends with him only to find yourself on the boat like this had your world shattering around you “god I need a drink.” You clicked your tongue as you helped yourself off of the boat not wanting to wait for him to do anymore to your ego especially not whilst your orgasm still had you feeling vulnerable.

Jack didn’t know why he said what he had done and as he watched you throw his cap on the ground during your walk back to the house it made him rub his hand over his face “y/n wait!” The hockey player pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration as he got up and tried to make up ground in getting to you “bro you will not believe what I found!” Unaware of how you went straight for your bedroom when you got in Trevor wrapped his arm around Jack forcing the conversation he wanted to have to wait.

The next few days all ended in the same ways, you avoided Jack who didn’t allow himself to look like he cared as he prioritised worrying about what the boys might say. It wasn’t that Jack was ashamed or embarrassed, but instead it was the fact that he couldn’t get the moans that left your lips and the way your eyes screwed shut out of his mind. So in essence, letting the boys in on that secret would have had to mean that Jack was admitting it to himself that he actually did indeed like you.

But those thoughts weren’t the ones that went through your mind as you spent considerable amount of time trying to plan how you wanted to screw with Jack. You knew it was childish but Jacks attempt to silence you only served as a purpose for you to get back at him.

That was how you landed up in your red bikini and shirt you stole from Luke at the beginning of the trip “stop it!” You giggled splashing Cole with water from the cooler as he poked at the skin of your leg “what’s so funny?” Jack asked walking out to see the amused look on your face.

It frustrated Jack to watch you wrap your hand around Cole’s arm “just Cole being Cole.” You caught your lower lip between your teeth as the younger boys eyes trailed down your body “Z wanted to know if you would go with him to get fireworks.” Jack lied through his teeth as he smiled.

Trevor did most things with Cole meaning that it wasn’t unbelievable that your brother expected his friend to go along with him “I’ll see you in a bit.” Cole sighed squeezing your hand before he went to head back into the house.

Jack should have known it was too easy as the door slid shut “what are you playing at?” You asked crossing your arms as you sent the Hughes boy a scowl “what do you mean?” Jack shot back as he raised his eyebrows.

You couldn’t help it as you laughed “you dragged me to the store last week to get the damn fire-” what you didn’t expect was that you were silenced by Jacks hand as it went over your mouth for a second time, with this being so drastically different from the first.

He glared as you lay your tongue flat against his palm making sure to lick his skin “god!” Jack shrieked grumbling as he wiped his hand on the fabric of his shorts “okay I hid them is that what you wanted to hear?” The hockey player didn’t see the problem as it was the Fourth of July so that meant fireworks weren’t something you could have too much of.

Your eyes turned to sharp lines as you began to compose your thoughts into clear words “look I know you feel like we made a mistake.” You cut yourself off as you sucked at your teeth staring at the ground “but that’s in the past so can you just let me move on?” Your fingers raked through your hair as the frustration was evident on your face.

Seeing that you were feeling similar emotions to him it made Jack frown and stand in silence “that’s what I thought.” You clicked your tongue shaking your head as you walked to the door thinking that if you were quick enough maybe you could catch the boys “y/n please.” Jack begged placing his hand on your shoulder.

The look you sent him was one he truly never thought he’d get from you. Not only were you irritated but you were also disappointed, and it was disappointment only directed at him “we’ve only got a couple more days together so let’s play nice.” Your words were a clear contrast from your facial expressions as you glared at him “stay out of my way and I’ll stay out of yours.” You added slipping through the gap in the door leaving the boy with a lot of things on his mind.

To be honest Jack didn’t like that offer, he hated that you wanted to keep him away. So the only thing Jack could think of was to do exactly what you didn’t want him to do, Quinn contemplated calling his brother your shadow as he stayed by your side for the rest of the afternoon and even as meat was on the grill cooking for dinner.

The glares you sent the middle brother didn’t go unnoticed until you both ended up fighting over the last beer in the cooler “let go Jack.” You warned gripping the neck of the bottle “why don’t you go get one from the kitchen?” Jack tugged it back staring down at you.

It was a stupid fight that had gone on for far too long as you both constantly pulled it back and forth“why don’t you!” As you gave it a final tug it sent you and the bottle backwards to the ground and as luck had it the cap of the beer all of a sudden shot off hitting you with the rest of the beer that was in the bottle “fuck!” You gasped feeling the cold sticky liquid soak your body.

The boys silently watched on as you got up shaking your head “nice talking to you dickhead.” The white fabric of your shirt stuck to your red bikini top making you cringe as Trevor’s reaction matched yours “you get your eyes off of my sister right now!” He warned making you look down at your top.

Jacks eyes had followed yours as his mouth watered “I’m gonna get changed.” You mumbled dropping the bottle to the ground as you walked to the porch “okay what the hell happened on that boat?” Luke sent his brother a glare as Jacks eyes only left you once you slid the door shut.

The middle Hughes boy sighed “stay out of it!” Jack groaned as he pushed past his brother “where are you going?” Cole complained seeing that another person had disappeared from the dinner table “to get that fucking beer!” Jack spat as he shook his head following hot on the trail you had.

Frustration coarsed through your veins as you peeled the shirt off of your chest “that little dick.” You grumbled grabbing the wash cloth from your bathroom as you heard the bedroom door open “I’m busy!” You complained setting the cloth door as you looked to the door.

Jack locked eyes with you riling you up all over again “go have that beer Jack.” You grumbled placing your hand on his chest as you tried to force him out of your room “god you are infuriating.” Jack mumbled as he was stronger than you only moving back to the point where his back hit the door.

You stared at his lips before yours moved back to his eyes “at least I’m not the one who acts fucking bip-” Jack cut you off as his hands cupped your cheeks before he kissed your lips.

This wasn’t like anything you had ever experienced as he pulled away for a second to scan your face for any protests that you could have made. But as they didn’t come Jack let his lips capture yours once more “Ja-” you moaned as the hockey player pressed his hands against your waist as he walked you both back to your bed.

As the back of your knees hit the mattress you both fell onto your bed “I hate you.” You grumbled as the boy hovered over you “shut up.” Jack rolled his eyes as he hooked his hands under your knees pushing you further up your bed.

His lips moved to your jaw as all of the anger he had built up about the situation fizzled away with each kiss as Jack let himself nip at your skin “fuck Jack please.” Your body felt on fire as his lips moved down to your collar bone “taste like a fucking delight.” Jacks voice sent shivers down your spine as he moved back to stare at your bikini that barely covered your perky nipples.

If the sound of music from downstairs wasn’t currently echoing through Jacks ears as you had left your window open he would have taken his time but before you could complain the triangles were pushed to the side as the boy lowered his head around one and used his fingers to tease the other. Your hand tugged at Jacks longish locks that you once thought you hated but now as you used it to help steady him as he swirled his tongue around your nipple you were in awe “fuck Jack.” You repeated those words a few more times when the boy realised how responsive your body was to his movements.

But as always the irritating deadline Jack found himself came to the forefront of his mind as he was reminded of the fact that he told the boys that he was only getting a beer “would wanna taste this cunt of yours but we don’t got time for that.” The desperation in his voice was brought on by his painfully throbbing cock that rubbed against his shorts “and besides it seems you’re already ready.” The boy smirked seeing the wet patch that had formed on your bottoms that were now on full display for him to see with you out of that shirt.

His hand cupped your cunt making your squirm “you know I could leave you in here with that.” You warned as you sat up “we both know you’ve been waiting for a proper orgasm for too long to do that.” It was irritating how right Jack was as he sat on your bed again lips mere millimetres away from yours “show me you can be the one to give it to me then.” Your challenge had Jack thinking that he had been dreaming all along and that couldn’t have been real.

Yet as you sat there with a smirk on your face ready for accept this as a win Jack had to be the one to stop you “take those off.” Jack got up as he undid the drawstring of his waistband only to look up and see that you hadn’t moved “take it off before I rip them off baby.” His tone was harsher finally making you comply with him.

The pile of clothing was quick to form as your eyes trailed down Jacks body desperately noting how each part of him looked “god you’re so fucking beautiful.” He gasped staring like you were the only girl on this planet “c’mere.” You mumbled opening your legs to allow Jack the space to slot himself into.

It didn’t take him long again to have his lips find yours but this time his free hand that wasn’t holding his weight was instead directing his cock over your clit “fuck.” You moaned allowing his tongue into your mouth as your head fell back “you’re so wet.” Jack let out a grunt as he tilted his head down to watch as your cunt swallowed his cock.

Your hand squeezed at his arm “jesus!” You even felt your toes tingle as he bottomed you out with such ease “just you and me in here pretty girl.” Jack jokingly corrected you as he began to move his hips back and forth denying you of the opportunity to snap back at his lousy joke.

Jack felt your body relax as you adjusted to his size “please Jack.” You begged bringing your knees up on either side to make his angle more enjoyable for you “like this pussy was made for me.” Jack felt himself feel every part of your cunt “gonna make sure that I fuck it good.” His words ended with another kiss on your lips as it quickly turned into Jacks drug that was like his oxygen.

Lust clouded your mind as you attempted to drive your hips against his “look at you trying to get yourself off on my cock.” The click of his tongue was playful as your cunt clenched at his words “what would Z say about his little sister being this desperate.” The squelching noise that came after his thrusts made you moan as tears formed in your eyes feeling his full length inside of your aching core.

You struggled to come up with the words “h-he can’t.” You stammered as a sparkle danced over his eyes “then you gotta keep quiet princess.” Jack brushed his finger over your lips as you nodded. He watched your eyes begin to flutter just like they had done so on the boat “you close?” His head dropped to your shoulder where the hockey player began scattering innocent kisses on your skin.

The needy moan that left your lips made him smirk “feel so full.” You huffed as Jack slid his hand between your bodies “you feel me baby?” He pressed against your lower stomach causing the feeling of his thrusts to intensify “that’s what I want you to remember the next time a guy tried to fuck you.” Jacks words were only met with a whine that grew louder as he let his fingers hit your clit.

You chewed at the inside of your cheek “this pussy is yours Jack.” You shook your head at his words unintentionally making him smirk “you wanted to let me ruin you for all other guys then?” His breath fanned the shell of your ear as Jack used everything in his power to make his thrusts quicker.

A cry hit your walls as you pushed your head into the pillow “be a good girl and milk my cock when you come okay?” Your throat went dry as you nodded “I’m gonna-” your legs began to shake as your body looked like it was going to give out from under Jack.

He was right behind you as the pressure he had on your clit increased “let it all go my pretty girl.” You didn’t need to hear anymore as your eyes screwed shut and your hips continued to writhe against his thrusts “fuck!” Jack kissed your lips as your cunt clenched around his cock causing his orgasm to him as he attempted to fuck you through yours.

The two of you lay there for a few seconds until his thrust’s completely slowed and his cock slid out of your soaked cunt “you hear that?” You asked as you heard fireworks from outside as you looked to see that it was dark outside now.

It made Jack smile as he nodded “get dressed and then we can go see the end of it.” The center offered making you smile as he helped you out of your bed “you okay?” He added pressing a kiss against your lips as you nodded.

As you were both totally unaware from down below you sat the boys as they watched the fireworks with their meals on plates on their laps “how much do you want to bet they finally slept together?” Alex’s words made Trevor choke on his food “please y/n has way better taste than that!”

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Pile 1 👀

Intuitive messages.

Your fs hates jealousy; they don't like the emotion at all. it feels exactly like the picture to them yucky. Not only do they not like it, they feel like it doesn't look good on them either. You would never see this person being jealous ever.If your fs felt like you were trying to make them jealous on purpose they would walk away. they wouldn't even hesitate if they knew you were doing it on purpose because they feel it's just so immature to do. they wouldn't want to be with somebody that is emotionally unevolved.This person would drop you like a hot potato, but it's not just you that they would do this to but everyone. it's not personal they love you but they love themselves more to not deal with stuff like that because it's hurtful to them and it's triggering. Making them jealous wouldn't be sexy or as appeasing to them, like how it might be with other people. Some people lean more into jealousy. Don't get me wrong pile 1 they would heavily contemplate staying with you a lot though lol. “Pile one is perfect tho”..”maybe they just made a mistake?”. This person can be a overthinker so they would leave you then feel sad and torture themselves by overthinking if they made the right decision or not. Making this person jealous would just be sad for everyone. They would get over it though and continue on with their life. Lol not many giggles w their jealousy.

The first time your FS  gets jealous it feels foreign but dark. it puts them in this dark energy  I'm seeing Jack from Nightmare Before Christmas, it gets this person in their Shadow side. this person will be there physically but their feelings will be really distant. This could be an air sign or somebody with an air Moon. At some point if they were made jealous they would tell you how they felt have a conversation with you. they would contemplate how to tell you though, they would think, and they would practice it. they might write you a letter and make you a playlist. the first time you make this person jealous they might marry you. like “no single muah ifykyk “. LMAO They could have a breeding kink so marry you and try to get you pregnant that night. Go to the courthouse vibe.Putting your fs in their shadow side leads to stability but also more responsibility. Playing serious games get serious prizes is how this person feels. So the first time your future spouse gets jealous y'all could have sex but they feel a little distant tbh and they're kind of angry. Then after the sex, the next day they'll tell you how they feel, then maybe propose going to the courthouse or just proposing in general.  Check out my paetron to know what the steamy sex will be like this night!!!

Pile 2😍

Intuitive messages

Pile 2 your future spouse gets jealous when they're not invited, or when they're not in the loop. They feel like you guys are best friends so they get jealous if you ever get mad at them or you get too cool with them “too cool for school” is what I heard Lmao and you don't tell them about stuff in general. you don't tell them where you're going, who you are hanging out with. even if it's not on purpose they still get jealous.They just want you to talk to them how you would tell your best friend basically.They really get jealous if you give them the silent treatment though, you could be good at the silent treatment. if you don't tell them what you're gonna wear or your plans seriously, they feel a little jealous Lol. They wanna know about the different phases you go through.They think you are so cool, almost like a lil sibling to a cool big brother/sister. That's probably why I channelled too cool for school lmao. They don’t ever wanna seem lame to you 

The first time your future spouse got jealous could be the first time they ever seen you. maybe you were out and this person saw you but they also saw other people see you and be attracted to you. it's like when this person's first met you they were like I need to be in pile too by the end of night and not even in a sexual way but just like I can't live without them going forward.Yeah this person was jealous because they wanted you and they want to be the only person that has you.They immediately go into that king of wands energy which is very passionate, can be aggressive and can also be possessive especially with Leo energy. they're competitive nature came out the first time they met you so if anybody looked at you, if anybody talked to you they were jealous.This person could have also thought of what you like in bed and what you look like modelling for them or being naked or even being in relationship with them. This person saw you and you guys' future life flashed in front of their eyes,It could have been a whole room full of girls/men but they only saw you. If you got drunk they were jealous of the liquor that got to coat your throat lmao jealous of the glass, jealous of anyone you danced with.They just had a burning desire to be with you they could have watched you for the rest of the night like a hawk even if you didn't notice this person will or did watch you.Seen you and knew you were their wife/husband. This gives love at first sight vibes. So this person was jealous of anyone you've ever been with before they saw you and jealous if anyone else spoke to you this night.You could have had a past life with this person. G eazy-Provide. Check out my paetron to know what the steamy sex will be like this night!!!

Pile 3🤑

Intuitive messages 

If you make music or do something creative ur fs gets jealous if you make songs/paintings  with someone else or you went to the studio by yourself or with someone else. Your fs gets jealous if you have a girls / boys night.If this person gets too jealous they will blank out.They feel like you should be at home under them and they can be making love to you but instead you’re out.They get jealous when other people see your face when they’re not there to see it too. They are just jealous and possessive in general lol they can lean into tho. They get jealous when you go out and party. “I am so much better than a party” is what I heard lol they wanna run you bath water and rub your feet instead.. you could be younger than this person, but they see you as their baby lol  so like “ why is baby outside?”  Who let baby outside? ” Smh baby needs to be in the house”. LMAO Like a worried father! They think you are too sweet for the world. 🙂 No co-workers is what I heard, that makes them jealous. so I don't know if you do this or not but no work buddies, no lunch with them, no breakfast nun or that.They would do anything to keep you around and that's including “put someone in a bodybag” is what I heard.😳They are determined to win so jealousy is only fuel for this fiending addiction to you. They aren’t shy about it either. They can be scary when they're jealous because they have a soft spot for you. But Definitely don't make this person jealous on purpose because someone “could die”. WHEWWW they are like a bear, can be friendly but deadly real fast.Body2body-Acehood

The first time your future spouse gets jealous pile three it could be around other people. maybe y'all are out and you have a conversation with somebody too long or you look at somebody for too long and they get jealous. this person watches you very closely so if you stare at somebody for a long time they would know cuz they're focus is always on you. This person probably could start touching you and showing PDA so everyone knows that you are theirs. kissing you, your forehead rubbing on your legs. this person could knock out the person that's talking to you or something. This person really can black out; they really see red when they get too jealous. they could want to have sex in public like they take you in the bathroom and do it. they might tell the person you talked to that you didn't mean what you said lol like if you said something you look good or we should exchange info something they'll be like “pile 3 didn't mean that.. leave “ even if they didn’t know what you said lol. Yeah I think you guys first time they will definitely take you in the bathroom or take you immediately home and put it on you. this person will be angry but they're just going to take their anger out by having multiple rounds of sex with you and probably buying you something too. Ur fs is okay with you being admired but as long as they're around.They would hate to lose you so they don't even want to risk it. You might even feel some type of way about how they act because I don't think you like how they act when they get jealous because it really is scary and you might end up just feeling some type of way. They give bull vibes.You don't want to make this person too jealous they might get suspicious of yoo. they will stay with you forsure but they will go so detective on you it's crazy, they will track you, know your every move. they would go some crazy lengths to know what you're doing. So be careful!!! Rihanna-unfaitful but they might take someone's else life. Check out my paetron to know what the steamy sex will be like this night!!!

Pile 4💕

Intuitive messages

It makes ur fs jealous when you won't kiss them in public. This person could like PDA so when you don't want to hug them or receive kisses from them in public it makes them feel jealous.They feel jealous when you don't want to coordinate outfits or wear things that they bought you.

They give this energy lol how cute.Ur fs gets jealous when you don't want to drop everything for them and go on vacation or be spontaneous because of other responsibilities/people. They are jealous if you don't want to take pictures or if you want to take pictures and they aren't in it or they aren't in the background.They get jealous if you get extra dressed up for other ppl but not for them too. Or do your makeup different for someone else. If you call and tell news to others before them. When you dont wanna wear their clothes or scent wink wink ;). If you model your clothes to someone else before them. They adore you and are proud to be a couple/married.

The first time your future spouse got jealous could have been during an intimate moment. maybe they wanted to make love or have a quickie and you had to cut it short due to other responsibilities. like maybe you guys started making love and then you check the time and you're like oh I gotta go I have a lunch with my friend or another obligation with someone else and this person gets jealous.Don't let you put on an outfit they haven't seen you wear before either they're going to be jealous too LOL. This person loves making love to you so they don't like it being cut short at all; they don't even like seeing you get dressed or put on clothes really. They would like you to be home with them all day and be naked. or maybe you guys did have sex and they put in a lot of work. It was a good session but then you get up and you're like I have to go. My friend is waiting for me at the mall.  They would never stop you from leaving but they would just get a little jealous. this person can even be jealous when you go to work instead of hanging out with them, especially if they make enough money to take care of you.They would rather work hard and do everything they can in order for you to be available for them.This person sees you as the Queen of Pentacles. This person's love language might be quality time. Check out my paetron to know what the steamy sex will be like this night!!!

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hockey player ethan/jack?? what do we think

HOT!!! that’s what we think. anyways happy august season to the august girlies<3 this was very painful yet fun to write btw

august — ethan landry

word count: 3,180

pairing: hockey player!ethan landry x fem!reader

based on: august by taylor swift

summary: y/n and ethan had never seen each other with romantic eyes, until she pulls up her car. after that, their summer love adventure starts.

warnings: angst, fluff, cheating and that’s it i guess

part one part two

Y/N WAS CERTAINLY NOT PROUD OF WHAT SHE DID, BUT SHE COULDN’T LIE TO HERSELF, SHE DID NOT REGRET IT. Did that make her a bad person? Probably, and maybe that’s why karma got her, because sneaking around with someone’s boyfriend—even if it that someone was Betty, whom Y/N absolutely despised—had been a dick move, and she knew it all too well. But then again, Ethan’s puppy brown eyes had been like a trap. A trap she had fallen for unexpectedly and deeply.

Ethan Landry was the captain of the Blackmore Hockey Team—which Y/N’s brother, Drew, was a part of—, and Blackmore University’s golden boy. He was beyond untouchable, and taken by the captain of the cheerleader squad: Betty Harkness. They were the perfect couple on papers, but everyone knew they didn’t get along very well, and that they broke up and made up back and forth.

Everyone wanted Ethan—he was gorgeous, confident, hilarious, kind, athletic and pretty much every positive adjective you could find. But Y/N always saw him as Drew’s friend and Ethan always saw her as Drew’s little sister (although she was only a few months younger than them). Until one action completely changed the course of their lives.

“Eth? Are you on your way to hockey practice?” Y/N pulled up her car when he saw the tall boy walking on the sidewalk, hockey stick over his broad shoulder.

“Y/N! Yes. My car broke down, and now I have to walk” Ethan said, scrunching his nose.

“Get in the car, dumbass. I’ll drive you” she said, opening the shotgun door.

“Are you sure? Aren’t you heading somewhere else?”

“No, actually I was going to see the practice too. My best friend left to visit some relatives, so I have no plans. Drew invited me to the practice when he saw me mopping around the house”

Ethan laughed, and got into the car “You’re a life saver. But hey, does that mean you have to spend your whole summer all alone? That’s awful”

Y/N shook her head “Only a week and a half. Now I kinda wish I had more friends, although staying at home watching rom-coms doesn’t sound that bad”

“God, you depress me” Ethan groaned.

“Sorry Mr. So Popular I Get Invited To Every Party” she teased him.

“You could get invited to parties too, if you didn’t have that bitchy face whenever someone approaches you with an invitation” Ethan said, trying to contain a smile.

“I do that?” she asked, genuinely surprised.

Ethan raised his eyebrows “You don’t do that on purpose?”

“No! I mean, I would take the invitation even though parties aren’t my thing and will probably not go”

“Why? Because you’re not like other girls?” he joked.

Y/N scoffed “No, you dick. I get anxious around big crowds, especially intoxicated crowds” she explained.

“Oh… now I do feel like a dick”

The girl sent him a reassuring smile “It’s okay”

“You know, this is the first time we talk without Drew around” Ethan said.

“You’re right. What’s your veredict? Am I better company than my brother?” she asked, playful smile on her lips.

“Oh, most definitely” he said mirroring her smile “Jokes aside, you’re actually fun to be around”

“You doubted that?? What a wrong thing to assume from someone who was the authority to kick you out of her car” Y/N tried to keep a serious expression, but Ethan’s laugh ruined it.

“True, true. I’m sorry I ever doubted you, Y/N/N. Please don’t leave me stranded” Ethan said, putting his palms together and looking at her with his deep brown eyes.

Had he always had those cute puppy eyes? And holy shit was he handsome, and charming. How did that go past her all this time?

Y/N did an exaggerated sigh “Fine, I guess I am feeling a little kind-hearted today, so I’ll give you a pass”

“Oh, thank you, benevolent Y/N” he said, and then both bursted out laughing.

Ethan sneaked out glances at her throughout the rest of the ride, wondering how he had never noticed how funny and gorgeous she was. And had she always had that shiny smile?

what are you wearing? 😏

um my grandma’s camisole

who is this?

you’re supposed to say i’m just in my underwear or something sexy jesus y/n🙄

you’re absolutely disgusting, stranger

who are you??

a very handsome and espectacular hockey player (the best on the team, if you want my opinion)

omg julian hi!! i was going to ask for your number but i never had the courage tbh

WHAT THE FUCK YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON JULIAN YOUR BROTHER IS GOING TO KILL YOU

AND HES NOT THE BEST ON THE TEAM 😡

lmaoo

you’re fricking adorable ethan

oh you knew it was me

what gave it away? the handsome part or the espectacular hockey player??

your ego🫤

ah yes makes sense🤔

so… no crush on julian?

nope :)

why are you texting me tho?

i’m bored and you told me you had no plans

so, meet me behind the mall?

we can go see a movie or something

if you want to, ofc

oooh i heard they are playing twilight 🥺🥺

not gonna happen

pretty please????? don’t be judgemental

it’s a classic

we have very different opinions on the term “classic”

come on don’t be like that😫😫 i really want to go

plus we can watch a movie you want another day???

okay fineeee

see you in an hour?!

see ya👹

what the fuck is that emoji

it’s the closest thing to a vampire 😭

🧛🏻🧛🏻‍♂️ there you go, the emojis actually exist

OMG YOU JUST CHANGED MY LIFE

you’re the dorkiest dork i’ve ever met

a cute one tho ;)

thank you but get your ass moving

robert pattinson is waiting for me!!!

ETHAN WOULD ABSOLUTELY HATE THE MOVIE IF THE SIGHT OF Y/N’S EXCITED FACE WASN’T SO GODDAMN HEART WARMING. Ethan didn’t know what was going on with him, but he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her ever since the drive—which was a week ago. He yearned for her sarcastic remarks and funny comebacks. He found himself going to Drew’s house more often just to catch a small glimpse of the gorgeous girl, who would smile brightly at him when she caught him staring.

Yes, they were definitely flirting. And he felt like he was fifteen again having his first crush. But the attraction was obviously mutual, so he didn’t hesitate to make a move.

“How many times have you watched this movie again?” Ethan whispered in her ear, and she felt goosebumps all over her body. How could a voice be that sexy?

“Like… ten times? I don’t know. Why? Am I reciting the lines too much?” she asked embarrassed.

Ethan bit his lip softly, his heart not taking her cuteness “No, just wondering if you could miss five minutes of it”.

“Why?”

“Because I want to kiss you”

“But I wanna keep on watching Robert” she teased as she got closer to the tall boy.

“You’re seriously talking about another guy while I am one second away from kissing the fuck out of you?”

Y/N shrugged “Deal with it”

“As you wish”

The arm rest was stabbing her ribcage but Y/N didn’t care about anything else other than that intoxicating kiss. She didn’t feel anything but the heat of his touch on her waist, on her jaw, on her neck—everywhere. And Ethan didn’t care about anything else but her soft lips, the feel of her fingers on his hair, the little whimpers she was making as his tongue explored her mouth.

“Now that I think about it, I can miss the rest of the movie” she spoke against his lips.

Ethan smirked “My house?” Y/N nodded eagerly.

THE SILKY SHEETS FELT SOFT AGAINST HER NAKED SKIN AND THE WARMTH OF ETHAN’S BODY MADE HER WANT TO NEVER GET UP. But it was practice day, so Ethan’s alarm went off, and they both groaned. The night had been amazing, after whispers of ‘are you sure?’ and ‘never have i ever before’, they ended up twisted in his bedsheets and the memory of the passionate rounds were the first thing that came to their minds as they woke up.

“We need to get up, Eth. You have practice” Y/N said as the sleepy boy pulled her towards him.

“But you look so pretty beneath the sun and in my sheets” he whispered, kissing her collarbone.

Y/N blushed “Come on, we have to go”

“We? Are you coming to the practice?” Ethan said excitedly.

Y/N nodded “If that’s okay”

“Yes! Prepare to be left enchanted by my hockey skills”

“I’ve seen you play hundreds of times, Eth” she laughed. “I know you’re fantastic”

“I will dedicate every score to you” he kissed her softly.

“Wow, I’m so excited and honoured” Y/N said in a high-pitched voiced.

“You’re so mean” Ethan laughed. “By the way… are you feeling okay? Aren’t first times painful?”

“Well, my legs feel a little bit weird, but I’m okay. Thank you” Y/N smiled sweetly, and he pressed his lips to her temple.

Was it too soon to say she had, maybe, fallen for him? Could he possibly feel the same? Y/N could only hope it wasn’t just a summer thing for him, because she certainly knew it wouldn’t be for her.

AUGUST HAD SIPPED AWAY LIKE A BOTTLE OF WINE AND SOON CLASSES STARTED AGAIN. And the feeling of anxiety filled Y/N’s chest. What would happen now? Would Ethan break up with Betty or was he going to let the memories of august slip away into just a moment in time? They had never talked about it, they just enjoyed their moments together.

“Well, well, she’s alive! Who would’ve thought?” the voice of Willow, her best friend, filled her ears.

“Hi, my gorgeous beautiful pretty friend” Y/N said with a guilty smile as she approached her.

“No, no. There’s not enough adjectives in the world to remediate the fact that you cancelled our plans all summer” Willow crossed her arms in front of her chest.

“I’m sorry… I need to confess something”

Willow raised her eyebrows “I’m hearing”

“Promise not to freak out? It’s important that you stay calm, we’re in the hallway”

“I promise”

“I’ve been seeing someone during the summer” she whispered.

Willow’s eyes almost popped out of her face “Holy shit! Who?”

“Remember your promise, okay?” Y/N reminded her, and she nodded impatiently. “Ethan”.

Willow didn’t scream, or gasp, or choked in surprise. She laughed. “Oh my god, imagine!” wow, was it that unbelievable? Y/N stared at her with a serious expression and soon Willow realized it wasn’t a joke. “Are you fucking kidding me, Y/N/N? Are we talking about Ethan Landry? Captain of the team? Your brother’s friend? Mr. Popular? Betty Harnkness’ boyfriend?”

“Yes, Willow. Congratulations, you know him!”

“Don’t use that tone with me right now! Y/N he has a girlfriend”

Y/N sighed “I know, okay? And I feel a little bad. But it’s too late, okay? It’s done”

“A little bad?” Willow repeated, trying not to laugh.

“Well, it is Betty we are talking about. And are they really into each other or is just for social status?”

“Yeah… what is going to happen? Are him and Betty over? Are you two dating?”

“I don’t know, I don’t know and no” she answered. “We haven’t talked about it”

“I bet you didn’t talk at all” Willow smirked.

“Actually… we did. I mean, we did have fun doing�� physical stuff but we also talked a lot” Y/N said with a smile “He’s so amazing, Willow. He’s so easy to talk to, he’s funny, sweet, laughs at my jokes, takes care of me, compliments me every chance he has, he’s an amazing kisser… he dedicated me every single score he did when he played. It was so sweet”

“Holy shit, Y/N you really fell for him”

“I know” you could almost see the sparks radiating off her.

“Well, lover girl. Let’s go to class, and then you’ll tell me all the details”

And as they walked through the hallway they caught sight of Ethan’s group. Against the lockers were Drew, Julian, Chad, Tara, Mindy, Anika, Betty and Ethan, whose arms was draped around Betty’s waist.

Y/N felt her surroundings get frozen, a knot appeared on her throat and she was pretty sure she was about to cry. Just like that, every hope and excitement left inside her turned into ashes. She wanted to keep walking, but her feet were glued to the floor.

“Fuck, Y/N/N” Willow whispered, as she saw what had left her best friend in such state “Let’s keep walking” she grabbed her friend’s hand and started to guide her towards the classroom.

But to do that, they had to walk past the group. The two friends set their eyes on their goal—the classroom—praying they wouldn’t notice them.

“Y/N/N!” shit no, no no. Willow squeezed her friend‘s hand tightly as they heard Drew calling her. She had no choice.

“It’s okay, I’m here” Willow whispered as they dragged their feet towards them.

“Hi” they said, Willow’s tone was dry while Y/N’s was just low and unstable.

“Hey, just wanted to give you these” Drew said, handing her two tickets. “For the hockey match this weekend. You are going, right?”

“I don’t know. Willow and I have plans” Y/N said, only looking at Drew.

“But it’s our last match. And we’re pretty confident we’re winning, with our star player right here” Drew said, patting Ethan’s arm. The boy laughed, and Y/N felt her heart clench at the beautiful sound.

“Yeah, Y/N/N come on. You enjoy hockey” his voice addressing her did nothing but make her want to cry in the spot. Was he mocking her? Y/N didn’t look at him, and Willow threw him a dirty glance.

“Y/N’s thing is to stay home with her lame romantic comedies” Betty’s annoying voice said.

“Shut up, Betty” Tara said harshly.

“Please? I really want you there” Drew told her.

How could she say no? She loved her brother “Okay, okay. We will be there” she faked a smiled so he won’t see how miserable she was feeling.

But he was her brother, and knew her like the back of his hand “Hey, what’s wrong?” he grabbed his sister by the cheeks, eyes reflecting how worried he was.

“Nothing” god she felt so pathetic. It was now obvious she was about to cry. And she was doing it in front of her brother’s friends, the boy who broke her heart and his girlfriend “I need to go to class, see you later”.

By the end of the day, Y/N felt absolutely defeated. Her energy was drained, the knot on her throat didn’t want to go away and her mind was making fun of her by replaying the memories of her summer love thing with Ethan. But as if God took pity on her, the last class of the day got suspended so she got to go home early.

But apparently it was the Let’s Make Y/N Feel Like Shit day, because Ethan had been waiting for her in the hood of her car, with his perfect mullet hair and his hockey jersey that looked absolutely amazing on him. She had no escape.

“What the fuck are you doing?” she spoke. Now she felt furious, how dare he show his face after that morning?

“I needed to talk to you” Ethan said in a soft voice.

“I have things to do. So, I’m really sorry, but not right now”

“By ‘things’ do you mean go home, make cookies and watch 10 things I hate about you?” he asked with a knowing smile.

“Don’t act as if you knew me” she spitted in anger.

The smile fell from his face “I do know you, Y/N/N”

“Well then, you might’ve realized that I don’t want to talk to you at all” she said, trying not to let the tears fall. Why was he there? Wasn’t the pain he put on her that morning enough?

“Please… I- I need to explain what happened. It’s not what it looked like” Ethan said.

“So, you’re telling me that you actually broke up with Betty?” she asked, already knowing what the answer would be. Ethan sighed and shook his head no. “Then it was exactly what it looked like. And you even had the audacity to mock me!”

“What?! I didn’t mock you” Ethan said truthfully.

“Y/N/N come on. You enjoy hockey” she imitated his voice. “You were mocking me. You know I don’t care about hockey, I just cared about seeing you and my brother”

“I- god yes, it sounded bad. But I swear I didn’t mean it like that. It was my way of telling you everything was okay”

“What the fuck?!” she laughed dryly “Nothing is okay, Ethan! You are still with her. And I know we didn’t state you were breaking up with her to be with me, but I just thought… I thought you would do it. That we had something going on. I thought it was more than a summer thing”.

“It was more than that, I promise. It was so much more than a summer thing. I’ve never felt something so strong towards someone”

“Then why are you still with her?”

“I… don’t know. I just-she saw me and everyone was watching us… I couldn’t break up with her. I’m sorry. With the match coming up, I didn’t want to add any unnecessary drama… I just thought it wasn’t the right time to break up”

“Unnecessary drama? The match? Are you fucking serious? It didn’t cross your mind how would I feel when I saw you with your arms around her? Well, in case you were wondering it was fucking devastating. I was just telling Willow what an amazing guy you are… how in love I am with you. And then I saw you two… it sucked, Ethan. So I’m sorry if your apologies aren’t enough. Now I need to go”

“How in love I am with you” were the words that resonated on Ethan’s head as he watched Y/N drive away. She was in love with him, and he was very much in love with her too, but he wrecked everything.

“Hey, man. What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” Drew found him in the empty hallway.

“I screwed it up, Drew. I hurt her”

“What’s are you talking about?” but Ethan did nothing but sob with his head in his hands. “It’s okay, man. Just breathe, just relax, it’ll be okay”

But Ethan didn’t know if it was going to be okay. He cursed for having been so careless with the relationship, for having though that wanting would be enough. It wasn’t. He should’ve been clear with Betty. His top priority should’ve been Y/N, not Betty nor the hockey match. He ruined it, but he was going to do everything in his power to make it up to her. He was determined to win back the girl he loved.

[chifuyusangel]

chaos ensued when the first years learned that their housewardens had a crush on the prefect. hence a competition broke out between them on who would help their leaders win the prefect's heart.

it's honestly hilarious to see them suddenly switch up to hyping up their respective housewardens. just the week before ace was grumbling non-stop about riddle's rules to suddenly making sure to praise him whenever you're near. "hey, did you know that riddle- i mean, housewarden is sooo gracious now? he totally lets me off on a lot of things!" epel was another one who was suddenly singing praises about vil when he was just complaining about the housewarden's arduous routines. "prefect, have you seen vil today? he looks even more radiant than he was yesterday!"

well, that was certainly odd.

sebek... is sebek. always singing the highest praises for malleus even before this so-called competition but it seems like it has ramped up to even greater heights as he would literally not shut up about malleus. "well, of course, waka-sama is the best! nobody could ever beat malleus draconia!" jack is the same as ever, but would occasionally bring up leona especially if something happened that would totally be a breeze for leona to control. "huh, you know, if leona was here he can help us with this." deuce was definitely a tamer version of ace, little more subtle in praising riddle but you can feel the badly hidden urgency. "here's an invitation for the next unbirthday party from housewarden riddle, i heard he's the one preparing the tarts and sweets this time so you better come!"

oh sweet ortho, doesn't even need the competition to hype up his older brother. you need help with the new assignment from professor crewel? great, idia can definitely help you with it! and ortho's already leading you to ignihyde dorm. "of course idia-nii can help you! he's the best after all! i'm sure he's not busy right now, come on!"

rumors flies quite fast in nrc, a handful of first years buttering up their housewardens because they all like the prefect? well, that's certainly something.

best believe that octavinelle and scarabia haven't forgotten about their housewardens. the twins finding in you in the most random of times to give you a personal invitation for the mostro lounge. if ever the twins cannot be there, then another student from octavinelle will hand you a voucher from azul himself. scarabia will invite you to any and every party happening in their dorm. be it a small celebration or a big one, you're always invited. what's the celebration for? no one knows, but everyone's having a good time so why not join the fun?

as fun as it was from the start, it was certainly getting tiring. from the constant pestering from classmates to upperclasmen to events happening left and right with you in tow, it was getting too much to handle. so you'd have to call your fellow freshmen into the ramshackle since it all started with them.

with an unamused stare while standing in front of the boys sitting in the ramshackle's lounge; some of them fidgety, some of them avoiding eye contact at all costs. "okay, what's up? you've all started acting weird and suddenly the whole nrc started acting weird, too." you broke the silence that has settled into the room. they started looking at each other as a way to find someone willing to talk, but it seems like no one wanted to talk. you walked even closer to them and bent down to their height. "spill, if you don't i will personally burn your homeworks into the ground." you said while pointedly looking at each of them.

"we heard our housewardens liked you so we held a competition on who can help their housewarden have a chance with you." ace said in one breathe. the other boys sitting inside the room just wanted to facepalm themselves from the terrible explanation from ace. you'd deal with them later, but how can you deal with all seven housewardens liking you?

[babydollmarauders]

COUSIN — MEDIA MANAGEMENT: BONUS EDITION

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y/ndevils00 hi, people are more than a little confused and beginning to get suspicious and i’ve even seen a few baseless rumors about me floating around, so i’d like to clear the air;

to most people, this is ✨Sidney Crosby✨, the 1st overall pick of the 2005 draft, and captain of the Pittsburgh Penguins.

to me, this is my older cousin, Sid (or Father Sid, as i like to call him, but he says that makes him feel old… as it should, because he is.)

i haven’t been extremely open about my relation to Sid, particularly because: do you know how many embarrassing stories this man has to tell about me? but also because i’ve never wanted people to look at me any differently. i’m just y/n, and to me, this is just Sid.

but i’m about to get a little mushy. for as long as i can remember, Sidney has been my rock, my best friend, and my protector. a little fun fact for you guys, i moved in with Sidney when i was 14. sick of life in Cole Harbour, and missing my Sid, i attended high school in Pittsburgh. i did homework at Pens practices, i played high stakes games of old maid with Geno, and i got grounded by Sid for sneaking out (and usually got ungrounded by the next day because… who can stay mad at THIS face?). Sid was the first person i told about thinking of going into social media management in the NHL, and he was also the one who told me to go after my dreams and never let anyone tell me i couldn’t.

when i was born, Sidney, at 14, immediately took his role as big cousin a step further. in his eyes, i wasn’t just his little cousin, but a second sister. and 22 years later, he says i’m the reason for his gray hairs (you’re welcome!). i couldn’t have asked for a better cousin, big brother, and father figure all wrapped up in one.

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user66 JACK HUGHES IS DATING SIDNEY CROSBY’S COUSIN?!

jackhughes you were the cutest child, and i’m so glad you love Sidney. but it’s still a bit weird walking through our apartment and having his grad picture hanging up in the hallway

y/ndevils00 that sounds like a you problem <3

jackhughes i’m taking it down

y/ndevils00 YOU WILL NOT!

jackhughes you’re not here! you can’t stop me!

user27 AWWW LITTLE Y/N WITH COUSIN SID 🥹

user83 i thought she couldn’t skate?

y/ndevils00 i can’t, that’s why Sid is picking me up 🥲 that was the first, last, and only ‘skating with sid’ i ever did— he gave up on me pretty quickly

jackhughes i can’t say i blame him

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes aren’t you supposed to love me unconditionally?

jackhughes not yet, we aren’t married

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes and who’s fault is that?

trevorzegras i’m never forgiving you

y/ndevils00 oh god, what did i do?

trevorzegras YOU TOLD HIM TO PUSH ME

y/ndevils00 i did not! you’re spreading lies on my name 🤧

trevorzegras HE LITERALLY PUSHED ME AND SAID “Y/N SAID TO DO THAT”

y/ndevils00 well he’s old and senile and didn’t know what he was talking about

john.marino97 i’m telling him you said that

y/ndevils00 @/john.marino97 tell him. i’m not scared of him!

y/ndevils00 @/john.marino97 YOU ACTUALLY TOLD HIM?! HOW COULD YOU BETRAY ME LIKE THIS?! I’M PRETTY SURE HE JUST GROUNDED ME?? AND IDK HOW BUT I KNOW HE’LL FIND A WAY TO SEE IT THROUGH

user15 y/n getting getting grounded by Sid even at 22 and no longer living with him is so… 😭😭

jackhughes i’ve been recruited. give John your phone for the next 24 hours

y/ndevils00 NO!

jackhughes okay, then iceberg goes in the microwave

y/ndevils00 NO! YOU CAN’T DO THAT! HE’S A PENGUIN, HE HAS TO BE COLD! DON’T MAKE HIM GO THROUGH GLOBAL WARMING

jackhughes he’s a stuffed penguin…

y/ndevils00 can you just give me 20 more minutes? 🥺

jackhughes 20 minutes and then you hand it over

user07 “my sid” oh look i’m crying 🥹

ryangraves27 Crosby told me to tell you to give John your phone?

y/ndevils00 RYAN!! MY SWEET VAMPIRE BABY!! I’VE MISSED YOU!!

ryangraves27 1) i’m older than you. 2) i’m still not a vampire. 3) we text every week and you saw me tonight after the game.

y/ndevils00 aww you’re still just as stoic and bland as a piece of white bread 🫶🥹

ryangraves27 just give John your phone, please. i’m begging now.

y/ndevils00 aww even your begging is boring!

user64 but… does that mean her last name is Crosby?

y/ndevils00 indeed! y/n Crosby! can you believe Jack never caught onto the fact that i’m related to Sid until i TOLD him AFTER we started dating?

jackhughes HEY! i wasn’t gonna assume! Crosby isn’t a super uncommon last name! and i’m not the only one because nobody else on the team has just assumed you’re related to him either!

y/ndevils00 @/dawson1417 ah, yes, Dawson fainted when he found out!

dawson1417 I DIDN’T FAINT! I TOOK A NAP!

y/ndevils00 @/dawson1417 whatever you have to tell yourself in order to keep your dignity <3

dawson1417 YOU TEXTED AND TOLD ME RIGHT BEFORE MY PRE-GAME NAP BEFORE MY FIRST GAME AGAINST THE PENS??

y/ndevils00 @/dawson1417 and then in your 8th game against them, you got your first hatty!! and i was so proud!!

user90 HUGHES X CROSBY COUPLE— WE ALL KNEW JACK AND Y/N WERE A HOT AND POWERFUL COUPLE BUT OH MY GOD

e.malkin71geno Miss you little one always

y/ndevils00 i’m always missing you, uncle G!! and missing Nikita even more!!

e.malkin71geno Crosby say give your phone to Marino

y/ndevils00 well you can tell Sid i said he’s not the boss of me anymore!

e.malkin71geno try me, kid - Sidney

y/ndevils00 shit, no, nevermind

user39 NOT Y/N GETTING CROSBY TO USE SOCIAL MEDIA ON GENO’S PHONE IN ORDER TO THREATEN HER

lhughes_06 still kinda bizarre tbh. how did Sidney Crosby have a hand in raising your wild ass

y/ndevils00 his routines are what made me this way!

_quinnhughes how?

y/ndevils00 @/_quinnhughes they’re how i learned that i prefer chaos and fun <3

edwards.73 YOU’RE A CROSBY?!

y/ndevils00 yes??

edwards.73 SO A CROSBY IS SCARED OF ADAM FANTILLI?!

y/ndevils00 DON’T SAY HIS NAME, YOU’LL SUMMON HIM

adamfantilli i promise i’m nice! you met me this summer, you know i am!

y/ndevils00 LUCA SAID YOU BITE

jackhughes so do you? constantly.

john.marino97 Sid introducing me to you 4 years ago is both a blessing and a curse ♥️

y/ndevils00 AWWWW THAT’S SO SWEET

john.marino97 now give me your phone

y/ndevils00 see you guys on saturday 😪 guess i’m going on a 24hour phone detox

user74 BYE! I’LL MISS YOU TOMORROW!!

john.marino97 and i won’t! finally, silence on my instagram!

[theemporium]

Quinn Request:

Quinn and reader are neighbours in the same building, quinn’s a single dad to a 3 year old boy (with a nanny to watch over), and the son befriends reader. Inevitably, Quinn and reader fall into sweet sweet love!

thank you for requesting!🫶🏽

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When you had moved into the apartment complex, you hadn’t expected the young toddler next door to completely capture your heart.

However, that was exactly what Theodore Hughes managed to do. 

He was a bubbly, young boy who had more energy than any child you had ever seen before. He was unbelievably sweet and thoughtful, despite his young age. And above all else, he was one of the cutest kids you had ever seen with a head of dark curls and big green eyes that sucked you in. 

You had met him a few weeks after you moved in after bumping into Theo and his nanny—a kind, older woman you assumed was his grandmother at the time—after you had accidentally locked yourself out of the building complex when you dropped your keys in the lobby in a rush. They were sweet enough to help you in, and small Theo talked your ear off until you realised that you were now twenty minutes late and apologised for your sudden exit.

But one meeting with the young boy turned into many more as you started crossing paths, and in turn started to care for the young boy almost like he was a child under your responsibility. 

He told you all about his life. He told you about how he loved his dad, and how his dad was the best hockey player in the world. He told you how his dad sometimes had to travel away for weeks at a time which meant Maggie would have to come and take care of him. He told you every single detail about his life from his favourite colour to what he dreamed of the night before, and it made you swoon. You never really wanted kids, but something about Theodore Hughes made you rethink your own decisions. 

It wasn’t until a few months after the first meeting that you met Quinn, and you were about fucked from that moment on. 

He was gorgeous. He was gorgeous and a little grumpy, but an absolute softie when it came to his son. And that was all you really needed to see before your heart almost exploded in your chest. 

And he had heard more than enough about you from his son. Theo would never shut up about the pretty neighbour, about how you gave him sweets and sometimes joined him and Maggie in the park, about how he desperately wanted Quinn to meet his friend too. 

Quinn never ever really considered himself bad around girls. He was never one to boast, but he thought he did fairly well with them. Or at least, he thought as much until he was face-to-face with you and felt like he had forgotten every single word in English to ever exist.

“You ever gonna ask her out?” 

Quinn shot his brother a look, ignoring the way he was grinning on the other side of the phone before he turned his attention back to the dinner he was cooking. 

“I will,” he said after a few moments of silence, only to hear Jack snort in response.

“You say that every time.”

“And I mean it every time,” he shot back.

“Daddy goes pink in the face when he sees her!” Theo suddenly spoke up from his spot beside Quinn, his arms curled around his father’s legs.

“Is that right, bud?”

“Uncle Jack, you should see him—”

“Okay, that’s enough!” Quinn grumbled, his eyes narrowing at his younger brother on the screen who was still laughing at him. “You’re turning my own son against me.”

“Maybe Theo needs to ask her out for you.” 

And it was a passing comment made by Jack just to irk Quinn further, just to tease and piss him off that little bit more. But Theo took it as an order, he took it as a mission.

That was how you came in from a late shift, bone-tired and ready for bed, only to see Theo wandering around the lobby aimlessly. More importantly, he was all alone.

“Theo?” You murmured as it took your brain a few seconds to really take in the sight in front of you. “Oh my god, Theo!” 

The boy turned around to look at you, a wide toothy smile spreading across his face. “You’re here!”

“What–” You dropped to your knees in front of the boy, hands on his shoulders as you glanced over him to make sure he was okay. “What are you doing down here alone? Where’s Maggie? Where’s your dad?” 

Theo just shrugged. “I wanna see you.”

“Theo,” you murmured in a stern but soft voice. “Sweetheart, you can’t run off alone like that. People are probably worried about you.”

His cheeks burned but he gave you a sheepish smile. “Can you take me back to my dad?”

You nodded as you opened your arms, quickly picking the boy up before making your way to the elevator. “Why were you looking for me?”

“I wanted to ask you a very important question,” Theo announced as he wrapped his arms around your neck. 

“Oh really?” You raised your brows, trying to bite back your grin as the elevator doors opened. You stepped out as you began to make your way down the corridor to Quinn’s flat. “And what question is that?”

His eyes twinkled with mischief. “You’ll see.” 

You frowned, opening your mouth to say something but you were quickly cut off by the door swinging open.

Quinn’s shoulders instantly dropped in relief when he saw Theo in your arms and he didn’t even care that you were still holding him as he wound his arms around his son. “Oh my god,” he breathed out. “Thank god you’re okay.”

Your face softened a little at the interaction. “He was wandering down in the lobby.”

Quinn pulled back, his brows furrowed together. “How—forget that, why?” 

“I needed to ask an important question,” Theo told his father like that should have explained enough.

Quinn blinked. “What?”

However, Theo ignored his father as he turned to look at you again. “Are you free on Wednesday?” 

You raised your brows in surprise by the question, not expecting that out of everything the young boy could have asked. “Uh, yeah. It’s my day off.”

Quinn watched his son closely. “Buddy, you’re not free on Wednesday. Grandma and Grandpa are coming up to see you, remember?” 

“Yeah, but you’re free, Daddy,” Theo answered simply. 

Your lips parted as realisation hit you. You didn’t even fight the young boy as he wiggled out of your arms and quickly ran back into the apartment, past his father as he was giggling away to himself. Your eyes met Quinn’s and you could see a light blush spread across his cheeks.

“I think your son just asked me out for you,” you mused. 

“About that—” he started but you quickly cut him off.

“I know a great Italian place,” you blurted out, your chest tightening with nerves. “Wanna check it out with me?”

Quinn blinked before a shy smile grew on his face. “I…yeah. Yeah, I would.” 

“It’s a date,” you said with a nod.

“It’s a date,” Quinn repeated, his grin a little wider this time.

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[goldfades]

𝐨𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧, 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨 | delicate au, jack hughes

౨ৎ ─ summary | leon gets picked by new jersey devils & a new rumor develops from photos taken at a draft afterparty. libby gets a dm from someone unexpected ;)

─ warnings | playful insults, more libby hating :(, stupid usernames lol i was running out of ideas, rumors idk if theres anything else!

─ ev's notes | im so excited hehehheheeheh, i hope y'all like this as much as i do! yall know how much i love feedback so PLS GIVE ME ANYTHING, im living off crumbs 🙁

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leontf96 | best 2 years of my life this far, don't even know how to begin to thank everyone on this team & the lifelong friends i've made 💛 thank you, michigan #goblue #96 signing out 🫡 april 8th, 2023

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libbytf | proud sister moment!! couldn't have been prouder of my baby brother 🩷 june 30th, 2023

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libbytfnews | libby spotted in nashville at a NHL draft afterparty! maybe with a new man? 👀 july 2nd, 2023

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[heavenlyhischier]

𝐇𝐨𝐭 𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫 | 𝐍𝐢𝐜𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐫

word count: 5.1k (oopsie)

summary: moving to new jersey brought more than a change of scenery to your life

warnings: angsty a lil bit, mentions drinking, drunk nico; unedited (pls let me know if you see any mistakes)

Moving to New Jersey, away from all of your family, seemed like a good idea at the time. In fact, you would even go as far as to say it was the best idea you’ve ever had, but that was until you had to haul all of your boxes and various items up to your new apartment all by yourself. You were deeply regretting the offer that your brothers had extended multiple times to come up and help you move in, but you insisted that you were a big girl and could do it all by yourself.

Luckily the elevator was working, but that didn’t help when it came to the boxes and furniture items that were so heavy you couldn’t even move them around in the truck. You had gotten all of the boxes that you could carry alone up to your apartment, but that left you standing outside the truck, staring into it as you tried to figure out just how in the hell you were going to get it all inside.

“You alright,” A voice called out from your left.

Not looking away from the job in front of you, you responded, “No. I’m about to just leave all of this in the truck and whoever can move it, can just have it. It’s too heavy for me. I’ve given up.”

The deep sigh you let out was masked by multiple airy laughs. You jerked your head to where their voices were coming from, and your eyes landed on a group of guys who were all huddled together. They were watching you with amused smiles, but you were too focused on the dark haired one to really pay attention to the others. His dark eyes met your own, and you could have sworn time stopped. He was the most attractive man you’ve ever seen with his soft eyes and floppy brown hair.

“Would you like some help,” He suggested, eyes unwavering from your own. God, he had an accent. You’re thankful your knees didn’t buckle as soon as he spoke.

“Oh no,” You quickly denied, vigorously shaking your head as you waved your hand at them, “You all are clearly hanging out. I don’t want to intrude.”

“You’re not,” The younger one with bright blue eyes spoke up, “Don’t worry.”

The four boys ignored your protests, moving around you to pick up the boxes and heavy pieces that were left in the truck. They stood in front of you, arms full and faces determined as they waited for you to lead the way. You let out a quiet huff, yet turned towards the building and held the door for them. You walked ahead, falling into a conversation with a guy you now know as Dawson.

Stepping off the elevator, you led the group of hockey players, information you gained courtesy of Dawson, towards your apartment. You heard Jack mutter something along the lines of ‘dude you’ve got a hot neighbor’ to one of the others, but you didn’t turn around to see who. Still, your cheeks flushed at his comment as you pushed the door open.

“We’ll bring the rest of your stuff up here,” Nico informed you after placing his box on the floor next to the kitchen, “You look like you could use a break.”

Suddenly, you were hyper aware of how much of a mess you probably looked like. Your hair had been sloppily thrown into a bun, and you could feel the stickiness on your neck and forehead from the sweat. You threw your glance down to the ground, crossing your arms across your chest as a way to hide yourself. Unfortunately, Nico picked up on your sudden shift in demeanor and was quick to act.

“No no,” He rushed out, delicately grabbing your elbow, “I mean that there’s already a ton of stuff up here that you moved by yourself.”

“Right,” You bashfully let out, still avoiding his stare. You should’ve known better than to assume he was picking at your appearance, but a part of you couldn’t help it.

After the boys had gotten all of your stuff out of the truck, they invited you over to Nico’s apartment, which was conveniently located right next to yours. You politely declined their offer, sputtering out some excuse about how you wanted to get some of your stuff unpacked and then just go to sleep. Truthfully, you needed time to yourself so you could call your best friend back home and tell her about your hot new hockey playing neighbor.

Days came and went and you only saw Nico once as he was leaving for practice and you were coming home from work. You had exchanged formal pleasantries and went on your own ways, the interaction leaving you wanting to see him again even more so than the first time you met him. Though it seemed as if the universe had other plans and you didn’t run into him at all, until you found yourself knocking on his door.

You nervously rocked back and forth on your heels, hands clasped behind your back as you waited for someone to open the door. Blowing out the air you had pockets in your cheeks, you glanced around the hallway before turning to go back to your apartment. You knew him being home was a long shot with the season starting soon, but you wanted to give it a try.

You heard the door click open, Nico calling out your name shortly after. His voice halted your movements as he slightly stepped out of his apartment, “Is everything okay?”

You spun back around, eyes landing on him as he leaned against his doorframe. You couldn’t help but admire the way his shirt hugged at his biceps in a way that made it look tailored to him. His sweatpants, his gray sweatpants, tight on his thighs. His hair was messy and unkept, but he still looked beautiful. You’re surprised you’re not drooling at this point.

“Um yeah,” You coughed, lightly shaking your head to rid yourself of the not so appropriate thoughts you were having of the man in front of you, “I was just going to ask for your help putting this couch together. They brought it up but I didn’t realize I would have to assemble it and I don’t really know what I’m doing. But it’s okay if you’re busy! You know what- you’re probably busy, I'm sorry. I can figure it out.”

Embarrassment crept up your neck as you rattled off words at record speed, your cheeks flushing and eyes darting back towards the ground as you turned back to your apartment. Nico’s infectious laughter bounced across the empty halls as he called out for you again, but this time you heard the click of his own door shutting and the sounds of his feet across the wooden floor.

“Of course I can help you,” He assured as he neared you, his lips turned upwards into a kind smile.

“Are you sure,” You hesitated, hand hovering over your door handle as you turned your head.

His hand came to gently grip your shoulder, his expression unwavering as he spoke, “I’ll always be available to help you.”

Your heart skipped a beat at his words and his touch, stomach filling with butterflies as you averted your gaze so that he couldn’t see the way your cheeks and neck flushed. It was a little embarrassing that someone you’ve barely known had such an effect on you, but there was no turning back now. You let him into your apartment, gesturing to the lump of half opened boxes that held the contents of your couch in it. A part of you felt stupid for not knowing what to do, but another part of you was more than okay with it because you got to see Nico again.

“That’s a big couch,” He joked, eyes flitting from you to the boxes.

“Yeah,” You mumbled, “My mom was convinced that I needed the biggest sectional in the world I guess.”

“Well, we better get started then.”

The two of you fell into a conversation that flowed so naturally that it was almost as if you had known each other for years. He had asked you about your family and your hometown, and you asked about his. You listened intently as he told you about his love for hockey, raving about his team and how much they mean to him. His passion for the game and the way he talked about his teammates made your heart swell, and your determination to give yourself the best life possible made him all the more attracted to you.

After about an hour, the two of you had managed to successfully assemble the three piece couch you’re almost positive would’ve taken you a few hours to do alone. Nico did most of the work, lightly pushing you out of the way when you tried to help, but you managed to at least put the back cushions on without his protest.

“Let me cook you dinner,” You spoke up after the brief lapse of silence, “As a payment for all your help.”

You watched as he hesitated, his hand that was previously running over the back of the couch halting. His back was turned to you, so you couldn’t see his expression and that made you nervous. You pulled your lip between your teeth as the silence overcame you, and just as you were about to rescind your offer, Nico finally spoke up.

“Sure, that would be nice,” He turned to you, his hair lightly flopping in his eyes, “But I’m helping you cook.”

“That’s not how that works, Nico,” You playfully rolled your eyes, missing the way his breath caught in his throat as his name rolled off your lips.

“Too bad.”

The rest of the night, the two of you talked about anything you came to mind. Laughter filled your messy apartment until the early hours of the morning, only ceasing when you picked your phone up for the first time that night and saw the time. When Nico went back to his own apartment, there was nothing that could wipe the smile off your face. Your stomach was doing flips and your heart was beating a mile a minute as you recounted the events from the night. It wasn’t until sleep finally took over that you finally calmed down.

The following days, Nico texted you as often as he could with his busy schedule. He would even come over to your apartment, or you to his, after he had practice and the two of you would hang out. The more you saw him, the more you began to develop a crush on him, but you pushed that down as far as you could because there was no way he felt the same about you. He was a hockey star. He had so much going for him, and you were just you.

Earlier in the day, you were harshly slapped in the face with the reality that there would never be anything between you and Nico. You were coming home from the grocery store when probably the most beautiful woman you’d ever seen was coming out of his apartment, heels dangling between her fingers and hair an untamed mess as she did the unmistakable walk of shame. Though, there was no shame if it was Nico Hischier one had hooked up with. Your heart fell out of your chest and to your feet as you practically ran into your apartment, eyes brimming with tears and breathing shaky. The gutted feeling settling in your stomach made you want to vomit.

Of course you felt stupid for letting it get to you the way it did, but you couldn’t help it. The last two weeks you’ve spent with him made you feel things that you hadn’t felt in a long time. He made you feel happy and lighthearted, and like you were the only girl in the world. Though, you should’ve known better than to read into it so much. He was a professional hockey player, after all. Making girls feel special and like they mattered was a skill they had all mastered, and he was no exception.

Later that night, Nico texted you asking if you wanted to come out to the bar with him and a few of the guys you had met when you moved in. You responded to him with some vague excuse of how you didn’t feel well and then turned your phone off for the night. Curling into a ball on your couch, you put the first Twilight movie on and tried to forget about the man who had effortlessly captured your heart for the night.

You’re not sure when you fell asleep, but you woke up to the sound of someone intensely knocking on your door. Eclipse was still playing on the TV, though it was almost over, and the last thing you remember seeing was Edward dropping Bella off at the police station. Throwing the blanket off, you trudged to the door and peeked through the peephole.

“What the fuck,” You mumbled when you saw Nico and Dawson on the other side.

Pulling the door open, Dawson was quick to speak up, “He wouldn’t let me take him to his own apartment without checking on you since you’re sick.”

The way Dawson’s eyes dragged over you, his brow quirking as he realized that you were, in fact, not sick made your cheeks burn. Nico was clearly heavily inebriated judging by his flushed skin, and by the way his head was lazily lolled onto Dawson's shoulder. He was also incoherently mumbling to himself, or maybe he was mumbling in German. Either way, you couldn’t understand him.

“You can tell him I’m fine,” You responded, looking back towards the blonde in front of you.

At the sound of your voice, NIco’s bloodshot eyes flashed open and he immediately stepped towards you. Your hands instinctively came out to catch him as he stumbled out of his friend's grasp.

“Y/N,” He slurred, his hands coming to find a place on your waist once he found his footing, “Are you okay? You said you were sick and then you didn’t answer for so long and I got worried.

His accent was significantly more prominent when he was drunk, so it was a little harder to understand him than normal. His grip on your waist made your stomach flip and your heart race, but you were harshly reminded of the scene from this morning as brief images flashed in your mind. Gently removing his hands from your waist, you finally met his gaze and shook your head.

“I’m fine, Nico. You should probably go home and get some sleep,” You steadily spoke, taking a step backwards to put space between the two of you.

Nico’s face fell as you put distance between the two of you, and you had to force yourself to look away from him before you pulled him into your arms. He looked jilted, lips turned downwards into a frown and eyes swimming with a mix of confusion and hurt.

“Look,” Dawson started, voice slightly hesitant, “I hate to ask this, but can you make sure he gets to his apartment? Jack’s downstairs in the car and I’m afraid he’ll try and run off into the street or something.”

You purse your lips as you maintain eye contact with Dawson, silently cursing him in your mind as he gave you an apologetic smile. Mumbling out an annoyed agreement, Dawson quickly placed a chaste kiss to your cheek before thanking you and running back towards the elevator. Finally letting yourself look at Nico again, you were met with the same defeated expression he had when you turned away from him.

“Do you have your keys,” You asked, crossing your arms across your chest. Nico’s hands sloppily pat at his front and back pockets, yet all he found was his cellphone. No keys or wallet.

“Well, I guess you can stay here tonight,” You quietly huffed, opening your door so that he could pass through.

His eyes lit up as you offered him safety in your home, and he was darting in without a second thought. He staggered towards the couch, falling over the back of it and landing on the soft cushions. You couldn’t help but smile at his antics as you grabbed him a glass of water and an uncrustable from the fridge.

Walking back into the living room, you see Nico sprawled out on the couch with his face buried in between the cracks of the cushions. You took the spot next to his head and gently tapped his shoulder as a way to get his attention. However, your touch apparently startled him and he roughly flipped over and nearly knocked the cup out of your hand. Luckily, only a few droplets spilled onto the couch and rug.

“Sorry,” He mumbled, a light blush creeping up on his cheeks when he realized that happened.

“Don’t worry ‘bout it Neeks,” The nickname effortlessly fell from your lips, “Drink and eat this. It’ll help sober you up a little.”

He took the food first, inhaling it so quickly that you’re truly surprised he didn’t choke on it before he was grabbing at the cup of water. You clasped your hands in your lap, gaze staring at the small spots of water that now adorned your carpet. Your heart was beating fast and loud, the sound echoing in your ears as silence enveloped your apartment. Having a drunk hockey captain in your apartment at two in the morning was not on your daily bingo card, yet here he is.

“Did I do something wrong,” His voice came out weak and uncertain, his eyes flicking towards you before focusing back on the ground, “Are you mad at me?”

Your body tensed, back straightening and jaw clenching as his words washed over you like a cold bucket of water. Truly, Nico didn’t do anything wrong. The way you feel was entirely your own doing, and you couldn’t place that blame on him no matter how much you wanted to.

“No, Nico, I’m not mad at you,” You deeply sighed, leaning back against the couch as you closed your eyes, “And you didn’t do anything wrong.” Except for be so shamelessly and irresistibly himself.

You heard him quietly mumble something in his native language, but you didn’t have time to even pretend like you understood him before you felt his head land in your lap. Your eyes shot open, wide and confused as you peered down at the man below you. He was gazing up at you with, what looked like, admiration and a little something else you were unsure of.

“You know, you’re really beautiful,” Nico started, a ditzy smile on his face, “ You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”

The blood instantly rushed to your cheeks, turning them a deep pink shade as you quickly glanced away from him. Despite you wanting those words to be true, you knew Nico was drunk and he was more than likely saying things to just say them. Though even then, he wasn’t exactly making it easy to get over the feelings that you had developed for him.

“Okay, Nico,” You rolled your eyes, letting your fingers card through his soft hair as you tried to push back the feeling in your chest.

“I mean it,” He pulled his brows together as if your dismissal offended him, “You are. I think you’re the sweetest, kindest, most beautiful woman in the world and I like you a lot.”

You froze as his words registered in your mind, your breath catching in your throat and hand stilling with his hair tangled in your fingers. His eyes fluttered closed and his lips parted as he let small breaths pass through them. The blood was pounding in your ears, your mouth opening and closing as you tried to form any words, but you were coming up blank. You didn’t want to read too much into what he was saying because there was no telling how far gone he was, so you decided to play it safe.

“I like you too,” You mumbled, swallowing the lump in your throat, “You’re a good friend.”

“No,” Nico shook his head on your thighs, turning to his side so that his face was shoved into your stomach and his arms were uncomfortably wrapped around your waist, “I like you more than a friend.”

“You’re drunk, Nico,” You forced out, mouth growing dry as you hastily untangled yourself from his hold, “We can talk about this tomorrow, if you even remember it.”

You scrambled off the couch, eyes lightly lined with tears. You busied yourself with making sure he had a pillow, blanket, and a cup of water before you retreated to your bedroom so you could overthink his drunken words. However, the sound of Nico’s voice had you pausing in the middle of the hallway.

“I might be really drunk, but that doesn’t mean I don’t know how I feel about you.”

Needless to say, you had a hard time falling asleep. You were tossing and turning, blanket wrapped around your body in a sort of cocoon as a way to try and comfort yourself. Nico’s words were echoing throughout your brain, making it hard for you to calm yourself down enough to sleep. People say that drunk words are sober thoughts, but what if that wasn’t the case? You wanted so desperately to believe that he liked you as much as you’d like him, but all you could think of was that girl leaving his apartment not even twenty-four hours ago.

The following morning, the smell of coffee filling your nose woke you up and, though for only a brief moment, you had forgotten about the events that occurred yesterday. However, Nico’s drunken confession was back to ringing in your ears like it never left, but so were the gentle footsteps of the blonde woman you had seen when she passed by your apartment door.

Blinking back tears, you shoved the blankets off of your body and walked into your bathroom, rubbing a tired hand across your face. The light flickered on and you cringed as you took in your appearance. Your hair was tangled in knots at the back of your head, bags adorning the spots underneath your eyes from your lack of sleep. Truthfully, you looked like shit, but knowing that Nico was out in your living room was enough encouragement to put yourself together at least a little bit.

Once your hair was brushed and pulled back away from your face, and your teeth were rid of their disgusting morning breath, you made your way out of your room. Your heart was beating so hard that it felt as if it was going to beat out of your chest, the nerves lighting your skin on fire the closer you got to the front of your apartment. You briefly paused at the edge of the hallway, taking a deep breath before finally stepping into the open, but you froze at the sight in front of you.

“Good morning! I hope you don’t mind, but I made you breakfast- Well, lunch, really, as a way to say thank you for letting me stay here last night,” Nico rambled, his hands gesturing to the plate of breakfast food sitting on your dining table.

“Thank you, Nico. I appreciate it,” You managed to give him a genuine smile as you slowly approached the table, picking up the cup filled with coffee.

Taking a sip, you nearly choked on the drink as you realized it was made exactly how you liked it. You had only ever told Nico how you took your coffee once one morning after you had accidentally fallen asleep on his couch, but he remembered. It was something so small, yet the gesture itself meant so much.

“Of course,” He nervously rubbed at the back of his neck, looking everywhere but at you, “I’m uh- I’m sorry. About last night, and about whatever I did to upset you. You say you’re not mad at me, but I know you are.”

You quietly fell into the chair, blood pounding in your ears as you contemplated what you were going to say in response. On one hand, you could tell him the truth and potentially ruin the entire friendship you’d built with him. On another, you could stick with your story from last night and pretend like nothing happened. Though, if Nico knew you well enough that he could tell you were lying when he was drunk, you knew there was no use in trying to do it again now that he was sober.

“I was,” You sheepishly admitted, eyes staying trained on the plate in front of you, “But I’m not anymore. It was stupid.”

“What did I do,” He asked, voice careful and full of worry as he sat next to you. His knee brushed against your thigh, his arm laid against the table as he slightly leaned forward so he was closer to you.

“You didn’t do anything, Nico. It was my own fault,” You sighed, finally letting your gaze meet his own.

His eyes were soft, swimming with emotion as they searched your face for any sign of what was going through your mind. Your cheeks were flushed, lip pulled between your teeth as nerves shot throughout every inch of your body. He was close enough to you that you could see the faint outline of a scar on the bridge of his nose. You opened your mouth to continue, but Nico beat you to it.

“What was your fault?”

Averting your stare back to the table, you took a deep breath, hands anxiously gripping the edges of the chair. “It’s stupid, Nico. It’s not important,” You mumbled.

“Hey,” He carefully grabbed your wrist causing your wide eyes to snap back to him, “If it’s important to you, it’s important to me.”

If you thought your heart was racing before, it was doing a full on sprint now. Your skin was on fire underneath his hold, your breath catching in your throat as you tried to form any sort of coherent sentence. It was absolutely ridiculous how a small touch from the man in front of you made your brain short circuit; the ability to function completely lost in the air.

“IsawagirlleavingyourapartmentandIgotupset,” You quickly rushed out, not stopping to breath until the final word left your lips.

Nico’s face contorted with a mix of confusion, and also a little bit of amusement as well as the gears in his brain worked to decipher what exactly you had said. “I’m sorry, but I have no idea what you just said,” He lightly laughed, “I know English isn’t my first language, but I’m not sure that was English.”

“Shut up,” You groaned, embarrassment crawling across your skin as you brought both do your hands to cover your face, “I said that I saw a girl leaving your apartment yesterday and it made me upset.”

The silence that followed made your stomach twist itself into knots, anxiety flowing off of you as you waited for his response. You peeked at him through your fingers, watching as he furrowed his brows and mumbled to himself in German. The last thing you had expected him to do was laugh, though. It wasn’t an over-the-top, chest clutching laugh, but it was still a laugh and it made you angry.

Frustrated tears brimmed your eyes as the legs to the chair scraped against the floor as you pushed it back so you could stand. You knew you should have listened to yourself last night when you told yourself that Nico hadn’t meant what he said. That he was drunk and just saying things to say them. Not wanting to be around him anymore, the urge to toss the cup of coffee on him growing by the second, you turned to walk back to your room, but Nico’s hand grabbed your wrist again and tugged you towards him.

“No, wait,” He spoke, the amusement from his face gone once he noticed your glassy eyes, “I promise I’m not laughing at you, but what you think happened, didn’t. That girl- She was with Jack. Not me. I let them come to my apartment because Luke, Jack’s brother, had a bunch of people over and he didn’t want to take her there. I swear, that’s it. You can ask Jack if you’d like.”

An overwhelming sense of relief flooded your chest as his words registered, your shoulders dropping as you let your body relax. While the story might seem a bit outlandish to others, it made some sort of sense to you. You thought you had heard Jack’s voice bouncing across the halls that morning, but you were too preoccupied with your emotions to truly acknowledge it.

“Oh, okay,” You mumbled, mortification slowly working it’s way back in as you stayed under Nico’s intense gaze, “I’m sorry for ignoring you yesterday. It was childish and stupid.”

You gently pulled your wrist out of his grasp, clasping your hands together behind your back as shamefully you stared at the ground. Nico took a short step forward, hesitantly taking your jaw in between his thumb and forefinger so he could guide your eyes back up to him. He wiped at the tears that had spilled down onto your cheeks, his warm touch leaving the skin cold in their wake.

“Don’t apologize,” He lowly comforted, “I would have thought the same thing, but at least now I know you were jealous.” His tone was teasing and playful, a subtle smirk forming on his lips as he continued, “I meant what I said last night. I like you. I like you a lot.”

Swallowing thickly, you peered up at him through your lashes, your voice small and nervous, “I like you a lot, too.”

“Can I kiss you,” He whispered, eyes flitting down to your lips.

You eagerly nodded, not minding that it might’ve made you look a little desperate, because, in a way, you were. You’d been waiting for this moment since the first night you hung out with him, and you weren’t going to let your nerves get in the way of that. Although, nothing could have prepared you for the feeling that exploded in your chest when your lips finally met his. It was as if all of the misaligned pieces to your life were finally settling exactly where they were supposed to be.

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"you part the crowd like the red sea, don't even get me started" - taylor swift, now that we don't talk

luke hughes x fem!reader

summary: growing up, luke was your best friend, but now all he felt like was a stranger.

warning(s): drinking, unrequited love

fia's notes 💌: aaa thank u! i closed my celly last week but i wanna finish all of the requests that i didn't get to before it ended! italics are the past, normal is the present !

You met Luke when you were ten. He had moved in next door and you were elated. You had never seen any kid your age on the street where you lived, so seeing the Hughes family unloading the white moving truck with big brown boxes, you quickly offered to help. 

You met Jack first. He said you were tinier than a peanut and proceeded to pat your head and tussle your hair when Quinn walked over, scolding the younger boy for bothering you in the first place. Quinn felt mature to you, already someone you felt like you could trust with anything. You never had an older brother, or siblings in general, so the two boys felt somewhat like a safe haven. 

But the moment you saw Luke, you swore the wind started blowing harder, his walk was in a time-bending slow-motion, and the blue birds started to sing in their place in the trees. He was perfect and you, as much as you believed that boys were icky and gross (and definitely containing cooties), you were in love. Earth-shattering, mind-numbing, heart-stopping love. 

“Lukey, get over here!” Jack yelled, waving the curly-headed boy over to the moving truck where the three of you stood.

Growing flushed, you watched as Luke ducked under Jack’s arm, avoiding his daily ‘noogie’--- especially now that there was a girl in the vicinity. Scratching the back of his neck, he let out an awkward laugh. “I’m Luke.”

You wanted to ask for his favorite color, music artist, movie, tv show—you wanted to learn everything about him. But for now, you smiled softly, allowing the pink bubbles in your stomach to float up and into your cheeks as you nodded, saying, “I’m Y/N.”

The inside of the house was loud, lights flashing across every wall and red Solo cups trashed the floor. You had hesitated saying yes to your friends’ invite to this party, wanting so badly to just put on a face mask and watch YouTube videos in the safety of your apartment, but after realizing you hadn’t spent a night out in weeks, you agreed. So now, here you were, holding hands with your best friend in a skirt so short you had to pull down the hem every couple of inches as you marched through the party, avoiding crashing into drunken bodies and touchy frat guys.

“Let’s get you drunk, okay?” your friend shouted as she guided you towards the kitchen of the house. 

“Y/N?” you heard your name shouted from across the kitchen island as you looked up, meeting Ethan Edwards brown and piercing eyes. He looked confused, rightfully so. You hadn’t seen him in months without a single reason as to why you vanished. You just…disappeared, like you were a figment of their imaginations. But there you were, alive in the flesh.

You tried to look away, act like you didn’t hear him, but when he called you again, more eyes settling on your small frame, you knew there was no other choice but to throw on a shy smile and say, “Hey, Eth.”

Rounding the island, he pulled you into a tight hug. The moment he touched you, it was like your knees wanted to buckle in and melt into his body. You missed him—especially his hugs. Pulling away, his hands stayed on your shoulders, scared that you would run away if he didn’t. “Where have you been? I feel like I haven’t seen you in years.”

You rolled your eyes. “It’s been a couple months.”

“Still miss you. Luke does too, you know?”

“Eth,” you shook your head, clawing at his grip on your shoulders as his hands tightened. You didn’t want to talk about this. Not here and especially not now.

“He never told me what happened, but whatever he did, he was stupid, okay? And—”

“It’s okay,” you smiled weakly. “I’m over it. I’ve just been…busy,” you shrugged as if anything that came out of your mouth was remotely the truth.

He chose not to push you, knowing that if he did, you would probably be halfway across the house and towards the exit. As much as you were best friends with Luke, you were also best friends with Ethan, Mark, and Dylan. Losing Luke was losing everyone. And as much as it hurt seeing Ethan, it was nothing compared to seeing Luke.

“Luke!” someone shouted from the next room over. Ethan could feel you tense under his hands as you instinctively looked over your shoulder, immediately seeing him. It was like your eyes gravitated towards him no matter where he was. If Luke was in a Where’s Waldo book, you’d finish all the pages in less than 10 seconds. 

He parted the crowd easily as partygoers stepped back upon his large steps and tall stature. He was known at the University of Michigan along with the rest of his family. Girls wanted to be with him, guys wanted to be his friend, professors passed him in every class just so he could play hockey.  You could feel his presence in every room; it was loud and shook the walls like some sort of earthquake. You felt it in your heart and your stomach, in your legs and your chest. Luke just had that effect on people.

And when he entered the room, merely feet from you, it was like you were nothing, unrecognizable, because just as your eyes followed him everywhere, to him, you were nowhere to be found. Well, to be found, he would have to look first. But the thing was, Luke stopped looking. All you were to him was a stranger.

You were teenagers when your feelings for him began to grow more real than you had imagined them to be. You were sitting on a lounge chair in Luke’s backyard, swaddled in a blue beach towel as Luke’s curly wet hair dripped onto your exposed legs. You loved night swims and Luke loved seeing you happy. He didn’t love the cool night air and the frigid pool temperature against his pale skin, but any time spent with you was time well spent.

Your legs were in criss-cross-apple-sauce as Luke mirrored you on the other side of the chair. 

“You know Brad Richards is taking Trisha Thompson to prom?” you asked. You didn’t even know they knew each other. You swore she was still dating Noah Turner, her boyfriend, well, now ex boyfriend, of three years. It made you wonder how people were just okay with going with someone they barely even knew. You went with Luke every year for every dance: homecoming, the winter ball, the spring fling, prom—everything. 

And everytime he asked you, it felt like you two were real. Like he was your boyfriend and you were his girlfriend and everything was right in the world. And for a quick moment, you let yourself believe it. On nights like these, he was yours.

“Didn’t they start talking, like last week?” he responded, playing with the string of your bathing suit bottom.

“Yeah. Insane, right?”

“Super insane.”

You chewed your bottom lip, clawing at the fabric of the towel as you stared at your hands. “Are you going to prom?” He hadn’t asked yet and you were scared that he was going to take someone else; that your tradition of going together was over; that he grew up and got over you.

But he smiled, yelled for Jack and Quinn, and your face lit up. The two came outside with a big white cake with strawberries and blueberries and raspberries sprinkled over the top. There were light pink candles spread over the crown of the cake, and Ellen ran to Luke with a big white poster. Unrolling the paper, he held up a sign, saying, “They should call you sugar, you’re so sweet. But can I call you my date to prom?” 

He dropped the poster as you threw your arms around him, whispering an excited ‘yes’ into his ears. 

“You’ll go with me?” he asked, smiling. He knew you would say yes. You did every time, but he liked making you feel special. You deserved that and more.

“There’s no one else I’d rather go with.”

He walked past you and you swore you would have broken down right there. You felt suffocated, like the walls were closing in on you. You looked around, trying to find your friends but they were nowhere to be found. You were surrounded by Luke, Luke, Luke. Every turn you made, you swore you could see him ignoring you, acting like you were nothing.

But he saw you. You were the first person in that whole entire party that he saw. To be honest, he wasn’t going to even show up. He was ready to do a couple laps on the treadmill, take a shower, eat some dinner, and head to bed, but when he got a text from his teammates, telling him that you were there, he knew he had to go. He knew you weren’t going to talk to him after what he did to you, but you were still his person, and he still had to make sure you were safe.

You were at a New Years Eve party at UMich, one that Luke had invited you to. You were so excited, you thought tonight was the night. You were going to get that New Year's kiss, he was going to be your boyfriend, and you would be his girlfriend, and everything would be right in the world, something you had dreamed of since you were ten years old; since the moment you met him. You put on your best sparkly black dress, threw on some makeup, spritzed yourself with the perfume you knew he liked most, tossed on some very uncomfortable high heels, and found yourself at the party.

He was there the second you opened the door, handing you a beer upon arrival. Mark pulled you into a hug and Dylan begged you to play beer pong with him against Ethan and Luca. You agreed after sending a small smile to Luke, silently asking if it was okay. 

He nodded. “I’ll be right here, okay?” he whispered in your ear as Dylan held your wrist, dragging you to the table. 

You played until you sunk the ball in the last of Ethan’s and Luca’s cups, jumping into Dylan’s arms as you pranced around the table, rubbing it in the losers’ faces. You loved this feeling. With them, you felt loved, you felt excited, and electric. You never wanted that night to end.

And before you knew it, the countdown was beginning.

10…9…Dylan pushed you to the stairs, knowing you were on your way to Luke. Ethan and the rest of the boys sent each other knowing looks as you rolled your eyes, trying not to fall over as you made your way to the stairs of the house.

8…7…You knew the house like the back of your hand. You knew which bathroom to use when the rest were busy, which laundry room was strictly used for barf stains, and most importantly, which room was Luke’s.

6…5…You marched down the hall, seeing Luke’s room only a little ways away. Couples were already cuddled up against the walls, kissing before the countdown had even ended. For some reason, it made you even more excited. You were only 5 seconds away from kissing the love of your life.

4…3…Reaching his door, your hand held the knob as you pushed it open. And you swore you felt your heart plummet to the floor. Luke was there, he was right there, kissing a girl that wasn’t you. And you knew you shouldn’t be mad. He wasn’t yours. But some part of you, some big part of you, really believed he was.

2…1… “Y/N?” Luke pulled away from the girl as you stood at the door, your hand still on the knob. You were frozen. You didn’t know whether to run or cry. Did you even deserve to cry? It’s not like you guys were dating or anything. But sometimes it felt like it. And maybe he was like how everyone said he was. Maybe Luke Hughes was a fuck boy; a player.

“Happy New Year’s!” you heard everyone in the house shout as Luke replaced those words with shouts of your name. You ran. You turned around and ran down the hall, down the stairs, and past the boys. You ran outside, calling an Uber to get you, and take you away from this hell hole. You were embarrassed. You were so embarrassed. Everyone could see that you were in love with him; that you wanted that kiss to be with you. Ethan had rooted for you, Dylan had rooted for you, everyone had. But it didn’t matter if you knew his favorite color, his biggest fears, what he stored on the topshelf of his dresser. It didn’t matter if there was a picture of you on his bedside table, or that you went to every high school dance together, or if you held a Luke Hughes hoodie stash back at your dorm. Because in the end, you still weren’t enough for him.

“Y/N!” you didn’t turn around. You knew who it was based on just the sound of his voice alone. You knew it was Luke, but you were tired of being delusional and embarrassing yourself time and time again. “I didn’t mean to kiss her.”

You watched the unmoving street in front of you as if something extraordinary was going to happen. You couldn’t look at him, because surely you would have broken down the moment you were met with those green eyes. 

“Y/N, please,” his hand landed on your shoulder as you blinked rapidly, trapping your tears within the walls of your eyes. You won’t let them slip. You won’t let him see you cry. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry, okay? I’m so sorry.”

You shook your head. “There’s nothing to be sorry for, Luke. It was just a kiss.”

“It upset you—”

“I’m just tired,” you said harshly. “I just want to go home.”

“I’ll walk you, we can talk about this, and- and—”

You finally turned to him. He looked stressed, like he knew he was losing you, and he knew why but he was too afraid to admit it. Or maybe he was embarrassed. He knew you liked him, but the thing was, he didn’t feel that way for you. No matter how hard he tried, no matter how much his friends pushed him to, his parents and siblings. You were his best friend and that’s all you ever were to him.

“I’m not mad. Whatever I felt for you, it’s okay, I think I’m done feeling that way.”

And just when he wanted to ask you what you meant by that, you hopped in the Uber that pulled up to the curb, closed the door, and drove away. You ignored his calls after that. You ignored his texts, his friends’ texts, his brothers’ texts. You were going to get over him, because just as much as it hurt to ice him out, it hurt even more to pretend to just be friends with him.

So he watched you at the party as you downed beers and danced with guys you’ve never spoken to before. He watched you play beer pong with your new friends and kiss people that he so badly wanted to keep you away from.

All he could do was watch, now that you don’t talk.

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Do you take fanfic request? This isn’t my own yuu but I’d love to see your vet!yuu taking care of the Savanaclaw boys but when they’re suddenly turned into their kids selves!

Okay, I have time.

Vet!Yuu x Leona, Ruggie, and Jack (platonic bc babies)

The job of a resident vet is never done. The constant calls to Savanaclaw for almost every task involving health checks, shots, and sprain takes the life out of you. Couple that with the most uncooperative patients and you get exhausted.

The school nurse had handed their duties off to Yuu so they didn't collapse after another beastman ran from their scheduled vaccination.

But now Yuu had three new things dropped on them. Leona, Ruggie, and Jack all had been affected by a potions incident (when is it ever not). Until Crewel came back with the antidote Yuu has to watch them.

Leona was about 3, Ruggie was 2 and Jack was somewhere around 10-12 months.

Yuu began preparing food for around the clock feeding. Mainly shredded meat for Leona and Ruggie and a mixture of milk and blended meat for Jack to make wetfood.

Leona

It's not too bad actually. Lion cubs sleep about 20 hours a day and only wake to eat and play. Leona was already lazy as is so it shouldn't be too hard.

Leona's hair was much lighter than it was before. It was a tawny brown with spots. His hair was also much shorter since he had yet to grow his mane.

He couldn't even growl when he demanded to be fed and all that came out was a squeaky mew.

Yuu remembered how Leona's sister-in-law and brother gushed about how cute Leona was as a kid and they had to agree.

Leona was much more cheerful than before and eyed everything with curiosity and challenge. He'd eagerly explore and claim everything. And when it was nap time he'd roll on his back and sleep with his arms wrapped around himself.

Yuu had learned that Leona would only stay put when he was awake if Yuu ordered him to. Like a mother lion hiding her cubs in the African bush Yuu would place the wondering cub somewhere safe while they got food to bring back.

Leona would use Yuu to play fight as he nipped Yuu's ears after climbing on their back and would search for Yuu's tail to bite. He was frustrated when he couldn't find a tail.

Leona was jealous of the other cubs and would constantly get in the middle whenever Yuu picked up and take care of the others.

Yuu's patience wasn't limitless though and after Leona got too close to Ruggie he was placed in front of a TV with Jack to watch Bluey. Only for Leona to pin Jack down to play fight. Jack squirmed and yipped under the older lion before crying.

He got snatched up by the scruff because he was too big to be wrestling with the pup.

Yuu thought it would be best to call Leona's family to watch him. They were elated to spoil him all over again. They really missed their cub.

Leona didn't want to leave and protested until the queen chuffed at him to follow.

Ruggie

Oh no.Nonono! Hyena pups are dangerous.

Ruggie might be mischievous but he's harmless. But as a pup...

Yuu immediately did the responsible thing and built a barrier between Ruggie and the other cubs. Hyenas do best as only children ironically.

Say what you want but Hyenas are born aggressive. In fact, when they are born they will begin attacking their littermates, especially those of the same gender and they will kill each other. This means less competition for food. They are social animals which means showing dominance is important from birth.

There's also the fact that their bite is literally worse than their bark. Ruggie would gladly bite Jack's fragile neck the moment the barricade goes down. Jack was currently the smallest of the three and an easy target.

Ruggie isn't being murderous and his intention isn't to hurt anyone but Hyenas are built differently from the rest. Stronger jaws, thicker skin, and high immunity makes him dangerous on principle.

Yuu had seen caretakers separate many hyena litters to keep them safe and Yuu knows its only responsible. No amount of whining from Ruggie will convince them to set him free. He stays in baby jail.

Ruggie was dangerous cute though with this hair much darker and his tiny yips. That is until Ruggie wanted Yuu to know he was hungry.

Unlike the others who had cute little mews and whines, hyenas had a unique sound to get mom's attention. It's called Squitting and the sounds like nails on chalkboards but worse. And Ruggie is a loud pup. Its the equivalent to psychological terrorism until Ruggie is fed and ironically not just any food will do.

Ruggie saw Jack getting hand fed earlier and demands the same. (Hyenas only get what they want with boldness) Yuu gives in as they dodge the pup's every attempt to chew up their fingers.

Yuu was exhausted and took a nap when Ruggie finally went to sleep only to wake up when the hyena managed to lure Leona to where the makeshift baby cage was. Ruggie clearly wanted to do more than nip this time.

After removing the lion cub, Ruggie was given stuffed animals to rip apart instead. Many toys were beheaded that day.

Jack

A normal one thank god! Okay, not normal but certainly contained.

He was younger than the other two and while he can crawl he wasn't walking. He couldn't cause any trouble.

Jack had slightly darker hair at his age and bright blue eyes. They would change when he got older. He also clearly couldn't see or hear well yet. His ears were still curled.

Okay, that last part was not true. Jack wasn't a biter but he would nibble on Yuu when he got hungry. He was clingy and because he was younger than the others he'd get preferential treatment. Leona and Ruggie hated that. Every time Yuu picked him up the others began fussing and yelling. But if Yuu put him down Jack would begin crying and howling.

When it was time for Jack to 'go' Yuu had to massage Jack's belly to encourage him. Yuu wondered if it was the same for human babies because they were surprised by how well it worked. They would also hold this over Jack's head that they changed his diapers.

When he wanted Leona's toy he'd roll around and whine while trying to take it. It's normal behavior for a pup.

Wolf pups are spoiled by the pack. All older members give into their whelp's desires and Jack wants Leona to give in. This "Puppy privilege" won't work on Leona though who hissed at the pup.

When that didn't work Jack whined for Yuu to get it for him which didn't work. Jack tried his best though as he nuzzled into Yuu's body. Yuu gave him a different toy instead.

Thankfully Jack didn't get attacked by the others and went to sleep.

End

Yuu thanked any merciful deity when the boys turned back. They had no interest and raising them.

Human or beast babies are trouble especially ones with instincts to cause trouble. They are lucky they were cute.

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Safe now

Love of my Life Au

Warnings : fighting, swearing, underage drinking, and attempted SA

He was 6,1 and on the hockey team guys knew to keep clear of him and his girl. Obviously he is the biggest sweetheart but if you didn’t know this well then good luck because he can be intimidating when he wants to.

He always has a need to hold her, go to the bathroom with her, get her drinks so they don’t get spiked. He is protective but he knows he needs to be because you don’t know what types you get at big parties like this.

He also knows that all the hockey boys will look out for each others girls. Madi especially I mean she is practically hockey royalty and they are all like her older brothers. There is also the factor that her brothers would kill you if anything happened to her. Now if you think Rutger looks intimidating try her three NHL player brothers Quinn, Jack, and Luke.

Mads was not drinking at all just Coke Zero for her. She is a very serious athlete and her mum Ellen always said athletes don’t drink in the season. This came as more of a suggestion to her brothers ( jack ) but she took it to heart. Always wanting to perform her best and not take any chances of being sick, dehydrated, or tired.

Hence why Rut thought it was fine for her to go to the bathroom by herself. She hadn’t been drinking and the bathroom was in view from we’re they were standing, talking to Mark and Ethan. “Just meet me right back here as soon as you are done” he noted as he was very cautious of his girl. “It’s one of the biggest parties of the year who knows who is here mads, ok” he says making his point clear.

If it was any other party he would have been fine and more at ease. But Michigan had just won the rose bowl so it was hectic and everyone was there drunk off their asses. He had heard of many cases at parties like this of girls getting spiked or assaulted by guys. “Ok baby I’ll be quick, then maybe we could head home yeah” she said in a suggestive tone. Mads wondered off into the crowd seeing the huge line for the bathroom. There had to be at least twelve people ahead of her.

As she waited in the line she saw Dylan duke her long time best friend. “Dyl, we’re have you been all night” she asked knowing just why he had been preoccupied. “Oh shut up she is pretty ok and she thinks I’m hot” “Sure, Dylan” she joked.

As they chit chatted she gave rut a little wave before he looked away smiling re entering the conversation he was having.

“Oh my god what are these people doing in the bathroom” She exclaimed obviously busting to pee. “Mads don’t wait in this queue just go upstairs, it’s what I’ve been using”. Dylan says directing her

Unsure Madi made her way upstairs passing a few couples that couldn’t seem to wait til they got home to get with each other. As she made her way to the top she looked in a few rooms for a free bathroom. Accidentally walking in on a few couples getting at it she got a few ‘what the hell’s’ and ‘do you minds’. She finally found a free one and quickly used it.

Quickly using it and then touching up her makeup for the night ahead with rut she opened the door ready to go downstairs. As she started walking out she saw a guy she had never seen before looking directly at her. “Hey Mads right?” He asked “It’s Madison.” She said sternly trying to get out of there as soon as possible. She so did not feel like having a conversation with a gross stranger who obviously just wanted to get in her pants. Mads tried to exit but he grabbed her arm and whispered in her ear “ I don’t really care what your name is or how you say it you have a decent rack so you better shut the fuck up” Madi then trying to scream and kick her way out causing some kind of attention.

The guy put her hand over her mouth and dragged her back into the bathroom locking the door. She tried to fight back but he wasn’t budging instead hitting her in the face making her drowsy. She kept trying to push him away but he was a big dude and was to strong.

As she felt the blood start drip down from the top of her face she couldn’t help but cry.

Rutgers Pov,

“Hey has anyone seen Mads”

He had been asking everyone at the party for the last ten minutes.

“Rut hey dude mads just went to the toilet upstairs”

“Alone are you fucking with me” he said fuming at Dylan for even thinking that was ok. Rutger knows what guys are like and he was ready to beat the shit out of anyone.

Rutger rushed upstairs and searched everywhere to find one bathroom door locked. He banged on it then to hear Madi’s soft pleas to stop and get off her.

“Open up you asshole” Rutger screamed he swore the whole party had heard him but he didn’t care, he just wanted to hold mads. Luckily the guy had only just locked the door so nothing major had happened.

Finally the guy opened up the door expecting some guy who drank to much beer and needed the restroom. Before he knew it there was a guy jumping on him punching him repeatedly until he had blood all over his face. “Fucking touch her again and I’ll fucking kill you” he yelled like someone had died. Luca and Dylan seeing this run to pull Rut off the guy, then something catches ruts eyes. Madi standing frail and scared a few feet away. He goes to hold her and then sees blood. She has a cut on her upper eyebrow.

“You son of a bitch you laid hands on my girl” Rutger yells knowing he can’t do anything because he has to hold mads. “Oh fuck off as if you’d be dating her if she wasn’t a Hughes and didn’t have a rack”. Then the guy spoke up again “she’s a slut you know what have ur hooker looking girlfriend”. At this point Rutger was beyond pissed he couldn’t believe his ears.

“Fucking say it again I dare you” “As if you’d be dating her if she wasn’t a Hughes and didn’t have a rack she’s a good hit admit it” Rutger then decided to leave it until he heard a “Yea go have my sloppy seconds I got to her first tonight” and with that the guy was almost passed out on the floor from another hit. Luca lunges to towards him telling him to leave before they call the cops.

“Oh my girl you poor thing come here” rut says to mads. “I’m sorry for not being there I’m horrible” he whispers. “No Rut you were there don’t blame yourself for others actions, please baby”. Madi said

Rutger and Mads slowly walk down stairs trying to exit the house and get back to someone’s dorm. He did not let go of her at all after that. Finally finding the front yard Rutger picks her up and puts her in his car. “Oh sweet girl I’m never going to let anyone hurt you again”.

When they get to Madi’s dorm Rutger grabs the first aid kit Madi uses to clean him up after he gets into fights at games. He carefully dabs a cotton bud and some disinfectant oil for her cut. He then fixes himself up knowing his girl is to tired to do it for him like usual.

Rutger helps madi out of her little dress and into one of her (his) shirts and his boxers. He can’t help at smile at his beautiful girl almost drowning in his clothes.

After they both get into comfy clothes they find themselves cuddled up in bundles of blankets and pillows holding each other. Rutger is just happy she is safe now, and when I tell you he will never let her go again i mean never. He is walking her to and from every class, holding her tightly at parties, and taking her to her training. Anyway let’s just say Rut is content but also not looking forward to her brothers finding out especially jack.

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Different Paths | Jack Hughes

summary: 5 times Jack and your paths ran parallel to each other and the one time they finally became perpendicular.

song: Miss Americana and The Heartbreak Prince

request: yes/no

warnings: none.

word count: 1.61k

authors note: this is officially the end of the 150 celly! I struggled to write this one but I’m very happy with where it ended up. Thanks for all of the love and support that it’s been given and we’ve only just gotten started.

His brother’s best friend was all Jack was never meant to see you as.

Luke had always been your best friend, you were like tweedle-dee and tweedle-dumb whenever you were around each other. The friendship started when you were four and it was around a similar time that your feelings for Jack begun.

Of course though at that age they were simply because a pretty boy looked at you.

1.

Luke and you were in the kitchen as you ate the berries that Ellen had cut up for you two. Jack walked in with some of his friends from hockey as it caused you to grow nervous “hey Luke,” the middle Hughes boy had a grin on his face as he realised that he could screw with his brother. You turned pink as Jack locked eyes with you, it shouldn’t have been something you were okay with but the older Hughes boy always caused your heart rate to increase.

You smiled “h-hi Jack,” the boy sent you a wink as he stuck his hand into Luke’s container “mom!” Luke groaned as he watched his brother take half of his fruit.

Jack laughed as he shoved the sweet fruit into his mouth “get your own fruit!” The youngest Hughes boy added as he wasn’t impressed.

A soft voice left your lips “you can have some of mine Jack.” You offered as you held out your container with a smile.

The middle Hughes boy couldn’t help it when his heart felt warm, you were always just so sweet “no thanks sweets.” He shook his head as he ruffled his hand in your hair,

For now Luke was going to have to sit there and watch the way his best friend looked at his brother.

2.

Quinn was like the big brother you never had, he always knew what to say and when to say it to you.

That’s what brought you on the couch as you told him about all of your life worries.

You should have felt stupid as jealously coarsed through your veins at the thought of Jack with that girl from down the road. It was stupid, yes you knew it was but as you could hear her laughs from the other room you almost wanted to scream “I know it’s crazy,” you mumbled as you crossed your arms slouching back into the couch cushions.

It was tough trying to remain calm “it’s not crazy at all,” Quinn shook his head as he placed a kiss on your temple.

Jack had seen the whole thing go down as he was meant to get himself and his new friend a drink. As much as he appreciated how comfortable you felt with Quinn he just wished that you’d be like that with him.

The way you were an open book with his older brother made him long for a day when he could be like that with you, even with something a little more.

3.

You must have fifteen at the time, everyone was back in the lake house just how they were every summer “you coming or what?” Quinn called out as you had been soaking in the sunshine as you lay in your swimsuit “where to?” You furrowed your eyebrows as you got up and held your hand up to your forehead to block the sunlight.

Trevor let out a low whistle as he saw yours bounce in the bikini top that you were in “stop looking at her like that,” Jack sent the older boy a glare as he joined in the watch party.

Puberty had truly hit you like a truck over the last year. Your breasts had gone up two cup sizes, your waist was now more pronounced as your ass was rounded.

Jack knew it was wrong of him to see you in the light that he was, but he simply couldn’t help it “don’t be jealous cause you didn’t say it first.” Trevor warned as he shrugged smirking as you walked onto the boat “got a space next to me for ya sweets,” he offered as he patted the cushion next to him.

Luke gagged as he heard the shameless flirting come from his lips “I’ll sit with Luke.” You shook your head “thanks though Trev,” Jack felt like the Cheshire Cat when you sat in between the two boys.

The middle Hughes smiled as you looked at him “hi,” your own smile was now clear as you had also just lost your braces just weeks before the lake house.

His hand danced over your knee “hey sweets.” Jack had given you the nickname because you always had a sweet tooth, Trevor was the first one who chose to steal it.

4.

Just like always you were dragged along to watch Jack play hockey, it was your families Friday night tradition as you were always in the crowd to watch him play.

Luke had his arm around your shoulder as the two of you made your way into the players area “I’m gonna go say hi to them,” Luke explained as he gave you a soft squeeze before he walked over to his coaches.

You weren’t left for long though as Jack found you “hey sweets,” he smiled as he held his arms out.

He was still sweaty as he was in his gear and still in his skates “like seeing you this tall,” you joked as you let out a laugh.

The boy scoffed “I’m always tall,” he mumbled as he furrowed his eyebrows.

Everyone watched on with a sense of curiosity as you reached up to brush some of the hair out of his face “keep telling yourself that,” an amused smirk spread across your face.

Ellen knew all about your crush on her son, it was hard not to. The way your eyes lit up when you saw him, or how your cheeks would grow hot whenever he’d touch you. She also knew that her son felt similar to you because of the lingering glances that were always sent to and from each of you. It was amusing how clueless Luke was as he never seemed to notice how this was the worst kept secret that you two had.

5.

The big day for you and Luke had finally come. You two were officially graduates from high school. Since you arrived at school that morning you hadn’t seen Luke because you were both so apart from each other in terms of your last name.

So naturally when the ceremony ended you both ran back to your families who had been sat together “woah there sweets,” Jack smiled as you bumped into his back.

Your cheeks turned pink “sorry Jack,” you were quick to apologise as you brushed your hair out of your face,

The boy hooked his fingers under your jaw “I’m proud of you,” he confessed as he softly pinched your chin “high honours and all,” he added as his fingers brushed over the scarfs that you had gotten.

A toothy grin formed on your face “‘m more than just a pretty face,” you joked as a soft laugh fell from your lips.

His reaction mimicked yours “you have been,” Jack mumbled as you practically melted into his touch.

“Y/n!” Luke called out totally unaware of the sight in front of him as you whipped your head around.

It was like clockwork, you ran into Luke’s arms as you tackled him in a hug.

That was a constant reminder that Luke was always going to be first in your life.

+1

You always enjoyed laying on the boat as it was still docked. It gave you place to simply just think, and the boat rocking in the water was always soothing “thought I’d find you here.” Jack smiled as he jumped onto the boat.

The quietness that you loved was now gone, not that you were complaining though as you patted the cushion next to you “didn’t know you were looking for me,” you mumbled as you had almost fallen asleep so you let out a yawn.

It brought a chuckle from his lips “don’t tell me I’m boring you already?” He joked as he watched you shake your head.

Jack grew comfortable in his seat next to you “you’d never bore me,” you confessed as you shook your head.

His hand moved to your knee as he grew nervous. It was a feeling that Jack wasn’t used to usually, it was something he only grew to know about when it came to you.

It would have made you melt if you knew the way he thought about you. Your heart was full in that very moment, despite the fact that Luke was so far away. In fact maybe that’s what made you feel at ease, it made you not feel as guilty about your feelings for the boy in front of you.

The air around you two was dense as the tension could have been cut “what are you thinking about?” You asked as you turned to face him, your lips dangerously close to his.

He smiled “thinking about kissing you,” Jack confessed as he let his filter get thrown out of the window.

You giggled as a grin came across your face “thinking you should do it then,” you could barely get that statement out of your mouth before Jacks lips were on your own. Your sweet cherry lipgloss invaded his taste buds as he let his hand move to the back of your neck not wanting to lose you just yet as he let out a groan pulling you onto his lap.

“Always knew my sweets would taste so good.”

[starsandhughes]

Summer Lovin'— Quinn Hughes

request: "for Quinn's beautiful Monday Y/n has been best friends with Jack for years and was always invited to the boys' parties and summers at the lake house. She and Quinn were never close, he only saw her as his younger brother's best friend, but now, this summer at the lake house, Jack invites her over to catch up on their homesickness. Quinn hasn't seen Y/N in a couple of years (she's in college) and is amazed at how beautiful, mature, smart, and sarcastic she has become. I imagine them flirting as a joke, him trying to win her over AND Jack being jealous of his best friend"

warnings: none that i can think of!

word count: 2.3k

MASTERLIST

HAPPY QUINN HUGHES MONDAY <3

You hadn’t been to the Hughes family lake house in a while. This summer will be the first time in three years due to moving away for college in California. You’ve seen Jack a few times, obviously, since he’s your best friend. But the rest of the family? It’s been a while.

You arrived an hour early, so the boys and their friends are still out on the boat. You took the time to catch up with Jim and Ellen, telling them all about your life in college so far.

“I better see a graduation invitation in the mail!” Ellen said, pointing her finger at you.

“You will!” you laughed. “I can’t graduate without my second family there!”

The boys, them being Jack, Quinn, Luke, Trevor, and Dylan, got back to the house about an hour and a half after you arrived. Jack definitely spotted your car parked out front, because he bursted open the door.

“Y/N!” Jack yelled excitedly.

You turned around with a big smile on your face and ran straight to your best friend. You practically jumped into his arms and he spun you around in a giant hug, lifting your feet into the air.

“I’ve missed you so much!” you said when he put you down.

“My turn!” Trevor announced and pulled you in for a hug. “I’ve never missed someone so much!”

“I see you all the time,” you rolled your eyes jokingly. “I’ve enjoyed my space.”

“Rude!” Trevor gasped.

After you pulled away from Trevor’s hug, you spotted Quinn. He looked different than the last time you saw him. Really saw him, since you watched all of his games over the years. He looked good. Really, really good. You were never that good of friends, since you were mostly just with Jack. Quinn had gone to NTDP and college and then the NHL, so you didn’t really have many good opportunities to get close.

“You cut your hair,” you smiled at Quinn. “It looks good.”

Quinn blushed and pulled you into a hug. You suddenly noticed your heart beating a little faster at his touch. Which is weird because you’ve never experienced that before around him.

“I’ve cut my hair lots of times over the past three years,” Quinn laughed.

“Yeah, but it’s different than when I last saw you on my TV! Can’t even take a compliment,” you tutted.

“You… You watched my games?” Quinn asked, clearly flustered.

“Every one,” you told him with a softness in your tone. What was going on with you?

Quinn and you stared at each other a little too long, but Luke stepped in before it got too noticeable.

“Hey, I missed you, too, you know!”

“Moose!” you said with glee. “Look at you! Look at how much you’ve grown!”

You played catch up with everyone. From the NHL seasons, to college, to injuries. You caught up with every single little detail. The details you paid the most attention to? Quinn’s. You talked about how hard some of the trades this season were, and how much he does love his new teammates. Jack inched closer to you every time you said some harmless, yet very flirty, comment at Quinn.

“I was dying at your fight in one of your last games! You took him down real quick, it was pretty entertaining,” you told Quinn.

“Entertaining?” he asked, laughing.

“Oh yeah; I would’ve loved a front row seat to that. It was kinda hot,” you said, putting your elbow on the table and resting your head in your hand.

Jack shot a look at Trevor, silently begging for him to do something.

“What about my fights?” Trevor asked, copying your pose. “Were those hot?”

“No, because you whined like a baby to me after about a bruise! And I’m not sure that any of your game time extra curricular activities classify as a fight! You’re just a professional nuisance,” you laughed, shoving your hand in his face to make him lose his balance.

“You’re a professional nuisance,” Trevor grumbled.

You fake gasped and put your hand over your heart, “How dare you! I’m an angel. Right, Quintin?”

“You’re alright,” Quinn said, sending you a wink. You couldn’t help but smile at him. And Jack couldn’t help but be practically glued to your hip and sending Quinn a look.

“See? I’m alright,” you smirked.

Quinn couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. You’ve grown up. He never noticed how beautiful and mature you’d gotten, while still keeping true to your joking and sarcastic self. He told you you were alright, but to him, you’re much more than that. He thinks you’re amazing. He thinks you’re mesmerizing.

Jack wasn’t a fan of how cozy you and his brother were getting. You used to barely talk to him growing up, and suddenly you think his fighting is hot? And he’s winking at you? You’re his best friend. Not Quinn’s. He didn’t even mind how close you and Trevor have gotten due to you going to college near where he lives. You two have always been friends. That isn’t new. This is.

Trevor, however, was all for this new flirtationship. He was enjoying watching it, much to Jack’s displeasure. You all decided to play Sorry, and by that you mean that you begged to play it and everyone would be in pairs. Trevor immediately called Jack as his partner, so Quinn took his chance to ask if you wanted to pair up. That left Luke and Duker as partners, and Jim and Ellen would play as the fourth pair.

“I’m going to whoop your ass, Hughesy,” you said, talking to Jack.

“Who’s ass? My ass?” Quinn asked jokingly.

“Maybe later,” you said, now sending him a wink. “But I meant Jack! He’s partnered with Trevor, so I’m elated for their downfall.”

“We could’ve been the dream team!” Jack protested.

“Yeah, you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” you teased. “This is much more fun.”

Luke and Dylan ended up winning first place, but you all continued to play for second, third, and fourth place. The parents got second, so that left you, Quinn, Jack, and Trevor playing for third.

You stood up and got behind Quinn when it was his turn to draw. You needed a two to win. You reached over and tapped twice on the deck and then put your hands on Quinn’s head. You leaned down and whispered into his ear, “You will draw a two! You hear me, Quintin? A two!”

You dramatically placed a quick and hard kiss on the top of his head and ruffled his hair for good measure for “the maximum good vibes.”

Quinn slowly picked up a card and hid it from everyone’s view, including your eyes. He sighed, acting like it wasn’t a good card.

“Sorry, bro,” Jack tutted. “We can’t all be winners.”

“That’s true,” Quinn agreed. He placed the card down, revealing it to be a two, “But not us.”

You threw your hands in the air and cheered, making a show to place your final piece in home. You hugged Quinn from behind and squeezed really tight making him laugh.

“That’s what I’m talking about! Suck it!”

“I think you’re too excited about third place,” Dylan laughed.

“I’m excited about Jacky and Z losing, Duker!”

After everyone called it a night, you followed Jack into his room instead of going straight to yours.

“Alright spill it,” you said as you sat down next to him on his bed. “You’ve been surgically attached to my hip and glaring at everybody since I got here. What is up with you?’

“Wouldn’t you rather be talking to Quinn?” Jack asked passive aggressively.

“Aww,” you cooed, wrapping your arms around him and resting your head on his shoulder. “Are you jealous, Jacky?”

“No! You’ve just been all over him today,” he grumbled, but accepted your hug.

“Don’t worry, Jacky, you’re still my number one guy. You’ll be my maid of honor at my future wedding!”

“It would be my honor,” Jack joked.

“That is in the title, so I sure hope so,” you said. “Why do you have a problem with me talking to Quinn?”

“You’re not just talking! You’re flirting and winking at each other and kissing him. It’s weird! You two have never been close.”

“It’s not like we’re making out! What’s wrong with being close to your family? It’s basically mine, too.”

“Do you like him?” he asked quietly.

“We’re adults, J,” you said low.

“That doesn’t answer my question!”

“I don’t know! Okay? This is new to me, too.”

Jack turned away from you and you sighed. You moved to be in his view again. You grabbed his face in your hands, “I don’t know if I like him or not. Everything just feels… different. And I know I like that.”

Jack said nothing. He looked deflated. He loved you, as his best friend, and he obviously loves his brother. But you two together? He didn’t love that at this moment.

You kissed his cheek after a long period of silence, giving up on him saying anything.

“I don’t know what’s going to happen this summer, but I hope I’m still your best friend at the end of it. Because you’ll always be mine.”

You got up and walked to his door to go to your room when the sound of his voice stopped you.

“You’ll still be my best friend. No matter what,” Jack told you. You turned back around and sent him a soft smile, “Goodnight, J.”

The next few weeks consisted of more flirting and teasing between you and Quinn, more bullying of Trevor, scolding the boys whenever they teased Luke and Dylan because they’re your “precious and innocent babies.”

The sexual tension between you and Quinn grew tremendously every day. You were now completely sure of your feelings and it was driving you crazy. Summer was almost over, and you decided to be a lot more bold with Quinn in hopes that he would catch your endless hints.

You were all around the bonfire that night and the spots were limited for some reason. Trevor rushed ahead of you and placed himself right next to Jack, the last actual seat, and tossed his legs over to lay in Jack’s lap. He motioned to you towards Quinn, and you knew what he was doing.

You walked over to Quinn, “Do you mind?”

Quinn heated up, “No! I mean… I don’t mind. You can sit.”

You breathed out a laugh and shook your head as you sat down in his lap. You grabbed his hands and put them around your waist and leaned back against him.

“You’re quite the comfortable seat, Quintin! Ten out of ten, would recommend to a friend,” you said.

“I try,” Quinn said back.

You looked over at Jack with an almost pleading look in your eyes. You would back off if he really wanted you to. Trevor smacked Jack’s shoulder to make him look at you. Jack sighed, but gave you a slight nod. What you didn’t catch was Jack giving the same nod to Quinn.

“Hey, do you two want to head inside and grab some beers?” Jack asked, directing his question to you and Quinn.

You hopped off Quinn’s lap and made your way inside with him to the kitchen.

“You didn’t have to come,” Quinn said. “I can handle the beers and I got you some Smirnoffs that I can–”

“Quinn!” you cut him off.

Quinn turned around and looked at you confused.

“You called me Quinn,” he said. “You haven’t called me Quinn all summer.”

You stepped closer to him, “Tell me you’ve caught on to what Jack and Trevor are doing.”

Quinn smiled and took a step closer to you, bringing you inches apart from each other.

“I like it when you call me Quintin,” he whispered.

“And I’d like it if you kissed me,” you said boldly. “Quintin.”

Quinn didn’t waste a second. He spun you around and pushed you up against the fridge. He had one hand pressed against it and his other on your waist, slamming his lips against yours. Your hands reached up and tangled themselves into his hair, opening your mouth to let him in. It wasn’t a typical soft and slow kiss. This was rough and raw. It was filled with everything that has built up between you over the last few weeks.

You two pulled apart, breathing heavily.

“What’s it gonna take to get you to come to Vancouver for some games?” he asked breathlessly, still inches away from your lips.

“Kiss me again and I’ll go anywhere for you,” you said.

He did. You didn’t think it was possible for the kiss to get even hotter, but you two needed each other. Bad.

“What’s it going to take to get you to go out on a date with me before you go back to Cali?”

“Kiss me again and I’m yours.”

You heard the door open and you two quickly pulled apart. It was Jack and Trevor.

“We were wondering why it was taking you two ten minutes to grab a few beers,” Trevor smirked. “Now I see why.”

Your and Quinn’s faces turned bright red. Quinn ran a hand through his hair and you tried to fix yours as well.

“We were just–”

“LA LA LA LA LA I don’t wanna hear it!” Jack cut you off. “Just don’t do it in front of me.”

You two moved out of the way and let him grab the drinks.

“Have fun you two!” Trevor called out as him and Jack made their way back outside.

“Not too much fun! I expect to see you both back out here tonight!” Jack shouted.

“Don’t listen to him! Have a lot of fun!”

You tilted your head down and stifled a laugh, “Who do you want to listen to?”

Quinn moved back in front of you and closed the space between you.

“I can’t believe I’m saying this, but Trevor.”

“Yeah? You gonna kiss me like that again, Quintin?” you teased. “Or do you wanna go up stairs for some… extracurricular activities?”

“I vote the second one.”

“Good,” you said, biting your lip and running your fingers through his hair. “Lead the way.”