#ellen hughes

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QUINN HUGHES & ELLEN WEINBERG-HUGHES The Captains | S01E04 Faceoff: Inside the NHL

[dailylvkehvghes]

One of my favorite moments

[dearstvckyx]

Personal photographer - JH86

𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗏𝗈𝗋𝗓𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗅𝖻𝗅𝗎𝖾6 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌

jackhughes✓ my personal photographer ♥️

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trevorzegras✓ TELL HER TO TAKE MY PHOTOS

⟢ jackhughes✓ no.

⟢ trevorzegras✓ fine, i’ll text your mom to ask her

lhughes_06✓ a lot of us just got replaced

⟢yourbff she abandoned taking my photos for him 😐

⟢jackhughes✓ not sorry y/bff/n

njdevils✓ we’ve been replaced 😔

nicohischier✓ waiting for her to be devils photographer

⟢ jackhughes✓ i keep telling her!

_quinnhughes✓ finally you’re posting decent photos

⟢ jackhughes✓ ….. i hope you get replaced as captain

⟢ _quinnhughes✓ damn who hurt you?

⟢ trevorzegras✓ 🤣🤣

⟢ _quinnhughes✓ shut it zegras

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𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖼𝗈��𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽 _𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗁𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌

youruser if you need me, call. if you’re in love, fall. jackhughes ♡

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trevorzegras✓ jeans during summer is a bold choice

⟢ jackhughes✓ so?

trevorzegras✓ take my photos 🥹🙏

⟢ youruser✓ sure Trevs

⟢ trevorzegras✓ YESSSSS

lhughes_06✓ awe a couple who’s injured together 🙂

⟢ youruser at least Jack has a gf 🤷‍♀️

⟢ yourbff OOOOOH SHE GOT YOUR ASS LUKE

⟢ jamie.drysdale✓ damn quiet girl with the comebacks

dawson1417✓ waiting for the application to become our photographer

⟢ youruser✓ jeez you guys really want me to be your photographer huh?

⟢ nicohischier ✓ yes

⟢ jackhughes✓ YEAH!

⟢ tmeier96✓ OBVIOUSLY

⟢njdevils✓ yes.

elblue6 I hope your knee is feeling better sweetheart 🩷

⟢ youruser it is mama h 💞

yoursister YOU SAW HIM

⟢ youruser yess Quinn got everyone tickets 🥹

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Something short 🫶🏻

[tfc-hockey]

Broke: matching outfits for small children

Woke: matching outfits for a small child and their parent

Bespoke: matching outfits for grown adult son and his middle aged father

[oeldeservesthenorris]

If the NHL really wasn't built entirely by our lord and savior Ellen Hughes then explain the utter domination by the Hughes brothers, my love.

[wehaveagathering]

hi ms hughes hello i am free this friday evening at 7 pm, please let me know if you are available also this friday evening, at 7 pm

[aliaology]

ANYTHING || 800 followers special! <3

SUMMARY: its all just you and jack — 1.3k words

WARNINGS: slight fighting

PAIRING: jack hughes x fem hughes!

you started dating jack when you were seventeen. it was nerve racking for your teen self— especially since he was your first real relationship. not any situationship or incredibly long talking stage, but a full on labeled relationship. boyfriend and girlfriend.

no one truly believed you two would make it, not at first at least. you were the shy girl at school, the cliche smart student who sat in class and didn’t talk much, but got perfect grades. jack was the cliche jock, known for how incredibly good he was at hockey, and the fact his brother was in the NHL.

seriously, the thought of the shy girl, and athletic popular boy was one no one thought of. it really never would have happened if it wasn’t for the fact some of jack’s teammates wanted to go watch the girls volleyball game. you were in the stands, watching your best friend play; excited for spring because it would be you playing a game and her watching.

the stands were full of students, parents and staff. the game was a big one; senior night. the only open area was the row behind you in the student section. you adorned your best friends away jersey, and even had cute face paint dots of your school colors. thats when jack saw you. as he stepped up onto the stands with his team to get to the open spot, he saw your pretty smile and glasses.

of course, jack stared. he thought you were really pretty, and you looked nice as well. you didn’t have a resting bitch face, but instead a resting smile. you looked sweet. so, he took the opportunity when it arrived and moved to the (now) open seat next to you. from there, he got your number and your name.

after that small interaction, and the moment he got home, he texted you. his teeth showing as he smiled looking down at his phone, seeing the chat bubble pop up. the light illuminated his face, the texts reflecting in his eyes. you practically had him twirling his hair. he found you to be incredibly funny— and really pretty.

he found himself texting you every night, every day. and you found yourself responding each and every time. after an awfully long while of talking, you took the next step and asked him out to the movies. you bit your thumb as you texted him— worried about rejection. but the worry was wiped away when he immediately responded with a yes. he found it very attractive you made the first move.

the day of the first date was the day you had your first ever make out. sitting in his car, leaning over the center console. your hand on his neck, his hand on your cheek. you grew scared he’d stop talking to you after that night, but instead it drew him closer. he wouldn’t let you be— and you liked that.

meeting his parents was scary— especially on christmas. he met your parents on thanksgiving, that was three months after you made it official. now it was four months and it was christmas eve. you were on his porch with a few gifts in your hand— you got one for everyone in his family even after he assured you that you didn’t need to.

the door opened and jacks smiling face was the first thing you saw. you loved his smile so much— it made your lips twitched upwards. he pulled you inside and quickly introduced you to his entire family, even quinn who came back from vancouver.

you believed you won them over as soon as you handed them your gifts for them. they were small things, but ones you believed they’d like after talking long and hard to jack about it. you got fifteen year old luke the new nhl game for his xbox— one he’d been whining about wanting. you gave jim a signed bruins puck— one bobby orr signed. you wouldn’t tell him how it ruined your bank account to get.

quinn definitely liked you when he saw how you were with his brother, but he liked you more when he opened his gift to find a small golden bracelet with the number fourty three on it. ellen opened her gift to see a pretty gold necklace, with a locket. you had jack send you baby pictures, so you put one of the three boys on it. to say you made a good impression was an understatement.

they all definitely liked you then, but they really liked you when they saw the way jack looked at you. the way he looked at you as he opened his gift— eyes wide in excitement as he jumped up before hugging you— lifting you in the air. you knew he was a leafs fan, but you didn’t expect that for his reaction. you should’ve, knowing how expensive front row tickets were to these games.

when you tried to get home, jack tried to get you to stay. you were going to fight his words, but his mother insisted, so you did. you stayed for dinner. you talked to everyone, and slowly you became apart of their family. their big and happy family.

you and jack had your first major disagreement when you were both twenty. you went to school in boston, aiming to get your bachelors in physical therapy. jack was all the way in new jersey, and though not too far, you still didn’t get to see him as often.

you guys called every night, but they were becoming less frequent as he began going out with his teammates more. more clubs, more bars. you worried. so you communicated with him, you told him your worries. thats where the fighting started. after three days of no contact, you somehow found yourself in his car.

all of your stuff was in the back and you were on your way back to newark. your head was propped against the door, eyes shut. you two hadn’t truly made up, but he came and got you anyways. his hand was on your thigh, his eyes were on the road. you slept, and it stayed silent.

you officially made up when you made it to his place safely. him apologizing in more ways than one to do his best to show you there truly was no one else. you cried a lot during the talk, your head in his lap as your tears fell onto his pants. but he didn’t care, he just let you rest there, and he let you let it all out.

your favorite part of the apology was when you lied in bed with him. your bodies entwined and tangled in the sheets. your head on his chest, listening to him breathe, to his heart beating. listening to him move. his hands rubbed up and down slowly on your sides.

you didn’t want to talk. you didn’t want to talk about anyone, or anything. you just wanted to lay here.

you finally moved in with him when you were twenty-two. somehow— fifteen year old luke turned to twenty year old luke and he was there as well. you living with jack turned into your favorite thing ever. you were awoken with small kisses to your lips— and if he was one a roadie, you were awoke to kisses on the cheek by the dog you adopted with him.

you got to kiss him whenever and wherever you wanted. you got to kiss his forehead, his temple, his cheek, his lips, all of him. you got to have him. small delicate kisses to his eyes were his favorite.

his favorite thing about you living with him was also how easily you made it all feel like home. even with just the sound of your footsteps.

i love happy cute fics

[writingonleaves]

saw this pop up on my timeline. the more i hear about this family the more my appreciation for them grows.

[viennajoell]

[fiapartridge]

sometimes i forget that nico and ellen live in the same universe like this was such a crossover

[rowdyluv]

Queen Ellen and her two little devils 🥹

nj devils on X

[hischughes1386]

Ellen really said copy and paste when she gave birth to Jack.

[dearstvckyx]

Flufftober | 10.18 |

Haunted House Protection - Hughes Brothers

It was a chilly October evening, and the Hughes family had decided to visit the local haunted house attraction. The whole town was talking about it—people said it was the scariest one yet. Ellen and Jim Hughes weren’t ones to shy away from some family Halloween fun, so they packed up their four kids—Quinn, Jack, Luke, and their youngest daughter—and headed out.

The sister, only 6 (she’s begged to try it out), clutched her stuffed bear tightly as they approached the looming, creaky house, her eyes wide with both excitement and fear. Quinn, at 16, rolled his eyes at the sight of her bear (not jealous at all) but gave her a reassuring pat on the head.

“You’ll be fine. Just stick with us,” he said, leading the way with his usual quiet confidence.

Jack, 14, grinned down at his little sister. “I’ll scream louder than you, I bet.”

She shot him a look, knowing it was probably true. Jack had a flair for drama.

Luke, the 12-year-old, was already bouncing on his toes, hyped up. “I heard there’s a guy with a chainsaw. Think we can take him?” He was ready to treat the haunted house like some sort of obstacle course. Typical Luke.

Their sister’s heart was racing. Haunted houses weren’t exactly her favorite thing, but with her brothers, she felt a bit braver… or at least she tried to. As they entered the house, the door slammed shut behind them with an eerie creak, and her grip on Luke’s sleeve tightened.

The first room was filled with fog, and a creepy clown mannequin stood in the corner. Quinn being the older brother he is walked ahead, calm as ever, scanning for any jump scares. Jack was grinning ear to ear, but his sister could tell he was on edge. Luke? He was practically daring the clown to move. And then… it did.

The clown jerked forward with a sinister laugh, its eyes glowing red. The sister screamed, and Jack immediately stepped in front of her, arms spread wide like a human shield.

“Whoa, okay! Stay behind me!” Jack said, though his voice cracked just a little. She grabbed onto the back of his hoodie, trusting her brothers to protect her.

Quinn turned back, smirking. “It’s just a guy in makeup. Relax.” He shot the clown a look that seemed to say, You’re not scaring my siblings.

They pressed on, and the next hallway was lined with skeletons. Every so often, one would jump out with a shriek. Luke, undeterred, grabbed one of the skeleton’s bony arms and pretended to have a conversation with it. “No, you look like a bag of bones,” he quipped, trying to make his sister laugh.

She giggled nervously but stayed glued to her brothers, eyes darting everywhere. The tension in the air was thick, and then, suddenly, a chainsaw roared to life. The sound echoed through the hall, and out of the shadows came a masked man wielding it, revving the engine.

Without hesitation, Quinn stepped forward, placing himself between his siblings and the terrifying sight. “It’s fake,” he said calmly, though the chainsaw guy was doing his best to look menacing.

“Let’s just walk through,” Quinn said, giving the guy an unimpressed glance. Jack tugged his sister along quickly, but Luke, of course, couldn’t resist.

“Nice saw, dude!” Luke yelled over the roar, which earned him a shake of the chainsaw and a mock chase. Luke yelped, running ahead, but it was all in good fun. Their sister, however, had her eyes squeezed shut.

Finally, they made it to the last room. It was dark, with a single spotlight illuminating a large, spooky-looking coffin. The air was thick with suspense. The siblings stood still, knowing something was about to jump out at them.

Their sister whispered, “I don’t like this, I don’t like this…”

Quinn, in his typical big-brother fashion, put a steady hand on her shoulder. “It’s almost over. You’re doing great.”

Jack was poised, ready to scream at whatever came next. Luke? Well, Luke was crouched down, looking under the coffin like he could solve the whole thing by figuring out how it worked.

Suddenly, the coffin lid burst open, and a ghoul jumped out with a scream. But before anyone could react, Jack and Luke both lunged toward their sister, blocking her from the ghoul’s reach.

“You stay away from her!” Jack yelled, putting on his best heroic face, despite his own pulse racing. Luke threw an arm out like he was ready to square up with the ghoul.

Quinn, not even fazed, gave the actor a grin. “Nice try, but we’re done here.”

With that, they quickly ushered their sister out of the house and into the cool night air. She was still shaking a little, but surrounded by her brothers, she felt safe.

“You okay?” Luke asked, nudging her with a grin.

“Yeah… thanks for saving me,” she said, looking at each of them gratefully.

Quinn smiled. “Don’t mention it. We’ve got your back.”

Jack slung an arm around her shoulders. “Told you I’d scream louder than you.”

“Yeah, but I think Luke was ready to fight a chainsaw guy,” she laughed.

Luke puffed out his chest. “Oh, I definitely could’ve taken him.”

As they walked back to the car, their sister felt a little braver. With three brothers like hers, even the scariest haunted house didn’t seem so bad after all.

And that’s how the Hughes brothers proved once again that no haunted house, no chainsaw-wielding villain, could mess with their family.

Bonus: Later that night, back home, Ellen and Jim were having a tough time getting their youngest to settle down. The haunted house had spooked her more than she let on, and she kept tossing and turning, eyes darting to the shadows in her room.

“Mom, can you check the closet again?” she asked, clutching her bear.

Ellen sighed softly, giving Jim a look that said, This could be a long night.

Just outside the door, Luke was passing by on his way to bed when he overheard the conversation. He paused, smirked to himself, and bolted down the hall to find Jack.

“Hey, little sis can’t sleep. You up for a mission?” Luke whispered, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Mission?” Jack raised an eyebrow but got up, clearly interested. “We need Quinn.”

Moments later, the three boys crept into their sister’s room, much to her surprise. Luke plopped down beside her, throwing an arm around her shoulder.

“Heard you were having some ghost troubles. We got you,” he said with a grin.

Jack stretched out on the floor dramatically. “Yep, no ghoul would dare mess with all of us.”

Quinn, ever the big brother, dragged in some blankets for Jack and Luke and tossed it on the floor. “We’re not leaving you alone, okay? Just sleep.”

She smiled, finally relaxing. With her brothers piled into the room, Jack and Luke next to her bed and Quinn in her bed, chatting quietly and making jokes, the shadows didn’t seem so scary anymore.

Within minutes, she drifted off, surrounded by her haunted house heroes.

*pretend the girl is younger in the photo

[leonardperreault]

Nora barely being able to sleep because its gonna be halloween and hockey time and her uncles are there

"daddy!" nora screams from her room, "I CANT SLEEP!" quinn sighs looking at his mom, dad, and brothers,

"i can go-" jim says moving to push himself off the couch,

"i got it," quinn says beating his dad to the punch, "its my turn and i have a feeling shes just to wired, so im probably going to let her watch a show in my room," he looks at ellen as the mom of three smiles reassuringly,

"jacky used to be the same way," she reassures, "one episode of arthur and he'd fall fast asleep," quinn chuckles shaking his head,

"of course it was,"

[oeldeservesthenorris]

Ok no but hear me out - you know who else has not only coached all 3 Hughes brothers but ALSO changed their nappies AND has no history of problematic, abusive behavior toward players and also just happens to be available RIGHT NOW, never mind in the "interim", as coach of the New Jersey Devils?

Yes.

[samanthasgone]

Credit: njdevils

Oh, this one’s definitely going up on Jim and Ellen’s fridge.

Credit: Hughes updates