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Your husband is taking a break off tumblr, that guy is a wannabe kapcoh.Tatty would never act like that or reblog stuff like that :/
my husband 💀😭
#nectar's rambling#anon message#♡ anon#alright then ig#didn't really see much before the other acc deactivated#or disappeared or wtv#bc it's not visible anymore on my moots list yk#but 👍#the rbs are actually kinda sus tho#going 💀💀 rn
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ANNOUNCING THIS TO THE WORLD (OF TUMBLR)-- IM ACE!!! IM FINALLY QUEER LOL
#squirrel's clan meetings#ace#asexual#im ace in the way of sex is okay i guess?? idk im a minor so im not gonna have sex rn ofc 💀#but like. i cant look at someone and go “ooh theyre hot i wanna be with them” or something yknow??#like i can tell when someones “hot” or “good looking” but.#i just. Dont Care#like good for them ig?? lol??#oh#lgbt#lgbtqia#:DD
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i am not immune to transmascs in sweatpants and a sleeveless top
im rly fucking weak about it actually
#losing my mind rn#i still can't get over it#💀 i told him aksksksk the prog won buddy my boy my guy i can Not think straight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#i look at someone's upper back a little too long then i can't get them out of my head for 2 days is this how it is??!#(。ノω\。) i haven't seen him in a while im not used to how hot he actually is#which is funny bc i distinctly know what he looks like but u ever just see someone irl and you're like AAAAA THEY'RE HOT#⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ ♡ hey ..#my friend how close ur sitting makes my heart feel like it's going to explode but I'm trying to be so cool about it#but also not really 🫠#not anymore!! 😭 i need to let u know
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you know the drill!
#suuuuper late bday art💀 actually drew it on the 22nd but forgot to post it#but uh heres some colored pencil stuff man its so fun to just go ham with colors#sth#sonic the hedgehog#doodles#sorry for a big break in art im busy and have a block rn but im working on it💪
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More Little Dory! :D
First —> Next
Now that the bros have calmed down their new little bro, they must find a way to bring their big bro back! Maybe they’ll even call in some backup from our favourite pink queen? (Hopefully they don’t get tooo attached 😉)
Also! I am only using Spruce bc little Dory doesn’t know, this will prob be the only time I use the name.
Little Dory is 6 btw, i kinda added my own stuff for their ages bc google doesn’t give me specifics 💃
Speaking of Bruce… I wonder where he is rn…
Please excuse any spelling mistakes, I forgot to check that, and I sometimes read backwards so I might of missed some stuff! I tried to color the first few parts and kinda failed, soooo I’m gonna stick to the full colors, it gives it character? Dude I can’t draw branch for the life of me 😭
#Trolls#dreamworks trolls#fandom#little dory#little dory Au#floyd trolls#trolls branch#john dory trolls#clay trolls#trolls au#trolls band together#ps i don’t own trolls#I have no idea what I’m doing or where I’m going with this but it’s happening soho#little dory is so confused rn#idk when I’ll make more lol#the irony in John calling them old 💀#come to think of it John now thinks he has over 5 brothers at this point#wait till Bruce gets here
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trying to make a comprehensive word document of all the supernatural meta will have you typing normal sentences
#it is currently at 20 pages and i am having SO much fun#if anyone has suggestions let me know im just going thru my blog for stuff rn#i made it in August 2023 and started there#but i still havent even gotten past October 💀#cat spirals tag
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Come collect your badge guys.
#abomy talks#it is 6am rn I need to go to bed 😭#my blind is open there is light outside#stream was so long Kendrick dropped another diss in the middle of it 💀#starkid#team starkid#starkid productions
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miscellaneous south park kids
#sorry I dont have anything better rn i am going thru it#you can tell these were over the span of a few weeks esp with creek day being a week ago LMAOFNANJ#EVERYBODY THAT JUST SURVIVED MIDTERMS. I AM WITH YOU. I HEAR YOU. WE ARE IN THIS TOGETHER!!!!#I promise I have something cooking it was either shitty doodles or oc stuff and I felt like I was being greedy with the oc content#so here’s just normal sp stuff to space it out better lmao 💀#stan marsh#kyle broflovski#kenny mccormick#tweek tweak#craig tucker#sp creek#leslie meyers#south park#shroomer's art !
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akai art for beloved tumblr mutual @itotypes <33 (it's a bsd x atla au btw if anyone wants to check it out.. although i wouldn't recommend it for the weak hearted)
fic name: akai || author: @/itotypes on ao3
#literally did this from character descriptions in the fic i couldn't find a reference itoooo im so sry 😭😭#rly hope i remembered the bottom scene correctly?? i think chuuya was wearing dazais clothes bc he didnt want earth nation attire💀#anyway that scene was so hot i was biting back screams the entire time#ALSO I FOUND OUT I CANT DRAW FRECKLES.. WHY IS IT SO HARD#speaking of which dazai looks so cute w freckles and a tan and black hair im investing hes so so cute in this au😭#i don't even read fics so i was very mentally unprepared for the ending.. ito could've shot me it would've hurt less#anyway forcing all my mutuals to go read akai rn. it's required#bungou stray dogs#bungo stray dogs#dazai osamu#osamu dazai#chuuya nakahara#nakahara chuuya#soukoku#skk#lotus draws
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long day..
#this has been just sitting open on my medibang for like 2 months so i figure i might as well post it LOL#pokemon#submas#emmet#i'm working on drawing iggy (<- cool new way of saying emmet's brother's name so it doesn't show up in the tag) with his hisui team#but it's slow-going 💀 i'm only at machamp rn (still gotta do alakazam and magnezone after)
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these idiots <3 i finally started watching ina11 go these 2 quickly became two of my favourites
#matsukaze tenma#tsurugi kyousuke#inazuma eleven#inazuma eleven go#ina11#ina11 go#zyr art#i remember trying to watch go when i was like 13 but i erased it from my memory because endou wasnt the main character 💀#forgive me ina11 go i did not know u were chill like that#currently on ep 36 rn kariya is a little bastard i love him and i would die for hikaru
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wanted: marine hunter takanome mihawk
#shanks: oh i want him alright#dracule mihawk#takanome mihawk#one piece#one piece fanart#op fanart#i accidentally went way extra on this than i intended to 💀 i got bored waiting for my brother + my phone was charging#it was just supposed to be a b&w sketch with his eyes yellow or red but it got out of hand when i was like 'maybe i'll do skin for funsies'#ah well. im really starting to get into painting with this one brush. one day i'll merge it with the style i use more#cuz rn i tend to break out the painting only when i wamt smth a liiiiittle👌 more realistic.#i stress that 'little' bc calling my style 'realistic' in any sort of way feels inaccurate lol#i digress#i love imagining marine hunter mihawk being some teenage punk between the ages of 17 and 23#idk when he became a warlord but if he had this epithet even before roger's death that would put him in mid-to-late teens#since at roger's execution he was 19 amd already had yoru#so it's kinda funny to imagine the marines being hunted by some teenager with dramatic sideburns and an even more dramatic sword#last post of the year! :)#i had no chill this month. pls dont expect anything on my blog again till march lol.#(im half-serious; im going on vacation for all of february and i have some prior pieces i need to focus on in jan haha. we'll see tho!)
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no rest for the wicked 😈 2024 v 2014
#artist on tumblr#wip#art wip#merlin#merthur#bbc merlin#merlin fanart#merthur fanart#bbc merlin fanart#arthur pendragon#my art#why yes i'm doing another redraw#the og was made in 2014 and i vividly recall the day i sketched the og on paper in art class#don't ask me where that paper is rn it's probably in one of my art folders#anyway 10 years#lets see how much i can “improve” but also ruin a fandom classic 💀#am i going to be one of those artists who don't know when to stop and just ruin all they're known for?#💁♀️maybe
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i feel like i’m the only one that doesn’t want arc 3 (seasons 8-10) to be set far into the future. like im talking 10 years into the future. because i know that if this happens and the characters are in marriages and have their own children then the story is more than likely going to be about their children and i personally want to know more about the characters we’ve been with, not their kids. don’t get me wrong, i would love to see domestic rayllum and their kids and how all the other characters have grown up, but i don’t want those children to be the focus. i want more of the characters we already know and love. which is why if we do get arc 3, i want it to still be about our main characters (obviously while branching out to seeing others like how arc 2 has branched out to lux aurea) and their conflicts and stories and lives. i’ve seen a lot of theories for how they could still be the focus and my favorite one is probably with the antagonists being the cosmic order against our characters
#i want to see domestic rayllum and the characters grown up as much as everyone else but i don’t want the story to be about their kids#just bc i’ll miss our characters too damn much lmao#i need more of them#we just got a bit of normalcy back for all of them i need more than one more season of that#excluding soren and claudia they’re not normal rn#they’re going through it#same with katolis but whatever#i’d be fine with a small timeskip like possibly 3 years into the future but nothing insane#do yall understand what i’m saying#or am i alone 💀#rayllum#rayla#callum#the dragon prince#tdp#tdp rayla#tdp spoilers#tdp season 6#tdp callum#tdp s6
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to my all little liars!! (edit: wtf happened to my english? 😭)
we’re at 24.6k words rn 😟 if you plan on reading it next week, i recommend you read it on the weekends when there’s no school or work for you waiting in the morning 😀
calling in the troops rn ‘cause there’s still one final scene i have to write and it’s gonna be LONG (this isn’t including the bonus scene btw) but it’s extremely important for the story to continue, and without it, the rest of the story literally cannot go on 😭
we’re locking in guys. it’s 100% gonna border 30k words for sureee. sm has happened in that ONE chapter and i literally cannot wait to release it for all of you, you have no ideaaa
gonna go to bed and then wake up, study, break, write for the fic, repeat. had to randomly drop an update here cuz i’ve been edging you guys for so long i’m sorryyy, but it really is nearly here <333
edit: fck it guys i’m writing it rn (the immediate comments got me motivated)
#the little asks and messages and dms have been so nice tho#like yes pls remind me of ur existence so i can know why i was put on this planet despite the reason that life is a test of faith#think of this chapter as the main one before everything stars to fall crash and burn#the fall is VERY slow tho#the crash is VERY loud tho#and the burn is enough to kill#do they survive it?#maybe#idk 👀 (i do)#but you don’t so muahahahahahaha#feeling like megamind rn#the bonus scene is gonna be pretty long too#so it’s definitely gonna be above 30k words for sure#100%#i am excited and you should be too#this might just be my most fav chapter so far#sm happens#you learn a little more about the stupid things megumi and y/n have done together as kids#and the stupid things their family have done too 💀#chaotic family fr#(we watch it happen in real time guys)#*AHEM* toji and gojo fighting again *COUGH*#that’s all i’m giving you guys#no sneak peaks before i release it cuz i want all of you to go in BLIND!#i’m evil but you’ll thank me for it i promise#<3#ty for ur patience!!!!!
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°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°♡• PART 1 •♡°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°
Warnings: 《mutual attraction. alcohol consumption. HINTS of dom|sub kink. angsty Quinn. posessive Quinn. cheeky Quinn. slow burn.》
Pairings: Quinn Hughes × Fem!Reader
Synopsis: You have been childhood friends with the Hughes' brother's and regularly kept in touch. Now that you all were in your 20's, the brother's and their friends invited you out for the weekend to celebrate the 4th of July. However despite having a lifelong crush on the eldest brother, Quinn, it seems this weekend celebration will be full of jealousy, lust and wet dreams coming true.
A/N: Part 2 will be a continuation of this plot. It will contain acts of sex and intimacy and will be much more filthy and.. nasty ( I will be sure to put it in the warning when I post). This is just becoming too long to fit into one singular post (🥲). Apologies for any weird formatting, as this was all written on mobile. Enjoy! ☆
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"Get out of the hot tub, now."
The usual gaunt and calm demeanor of Quinn's was nowhere to be seen as his command dripped heavily with authority, vacancy, and a bit of disgust. No, actually, a lot of disgust.
And he was speaking to none other than you in this instance.
"Ah.. well just let her stay in a bit longer? She's literally still shiver-"
Quinn didn't utter a word yet simply glanced through Jack with his deep, olive gaze. His brother knew then that something far more serious was transpiring and decided not to test his older sibling on the matter. Especially when it came to the subject of: You.
"Quinn, I'll get out in 10 minutes. And if you have anything to say to me after then we can talk," you retorted, not bothering to meet his sharp eyes.
"Fair. I'll be inside then and set a timer for 10 minutes. Make sure you're inside by then, y/n," replied Quinn.
Abruptly Quinn turned on his heels, hands sunk low into the pockets of his denims; walking back towards the house.
His bold line made your eye twitch and your confusion deepen.
"I'm not a child, you don't need to set a timer Qui-" before your womenly rage had it's time to manifest, Quinn cut you off as he continued his gloomy descent indoors.
"If you don't want to be handled like a kid, then maybe don't act like one."
With that, he gingerly closed the patio doors behind him, no further words exchanged between you two. The absence of him leaving in that way, his words, had a rush of anxiety waving over you. However, it didn't compare to the pain he had inflicted on you just 20 minutes prior.
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You sat quietly alone at the marbled island in the kitchen as you mindlessly swirled around your solo cup of, you guessed it, Coke Zero.
Normally, your choice of poison was a boring whiskey and coke but not today, or for the majority of the weekend, it seemed. The legal drinking age here was 21, which you didn't turn for another 3 months. However, the legal for you was 19 back in your province, so you'd been inebriated more times than you could remember since turning of age.
You didn't drink much or that often, for that matter. Yet seeing the brother's and all of their friends enjoying their buzz and quirky cocktails, you couldn't help but endure a terrible case of fomo.
"Y/n?" spoke a gentle voice over your shoulder.
Swiveling around in the barstool, you locked eyes with Luke and Jack. Your gaze softened at the sight of them both, the cheeky older siblings you never had.
"Hey guys," you spoke softly, feeling instantly more relaxed in their presence.
Jack pulled out a small bottle of whiskey from behind his back and dangled it in the air as if it were a prize he had just won from the carnival.
Your eyes widened in amusement as you caught on as to what they were insinuating.
"Really?" you teased, crossing your arms over your bust.
There's no way they would allow you to have a drink, especially after Luke prewarned you on your arrival.
Supposedly Quinn had chatted with his friends prior, that they were not to give you any alcohol. At all.
"Look, we know you can drink back in Canada.. and it's the weekend of the 4th. We just felt a little guilty seeing you in here all alone-"
"I'm not alone guys, I've got Miso right over ther- wait, where's Miso?" you groaned as you kicked your legs off of the high stool and began searching for your dog who you had brought along with.
Glancing through the massive patio doors behind the two brothers, there you witnessed your 120 lb pup living his best life with Quinn and some of the other guys. Miso was playfully galloping after them, frisbee in mouth.
"Well I stand corrected, I am all alone," you chuckled light heartedly, while throwing your hair up in a rose gold, claw clip.
God, how was it so hot in the States, you wondered? It also didn't help that you were in a long, blood-orange hued sundress. You felt your best when dressed modest and with those you were comfortable around. Plus, growing up with strict parents and in a cold province, you weren't used to showing off your supple skin.
However, you did pack a few new, tastefully scandalous bikinis to wear for the hot tub as the lush infity pool in the back was out of question. How you envied those who could swim.
Instead, you settled and prayed that in the mornings, you'd be able to sneakily make your way to the soothing tub for some much needed you time. You assumed most of the guests and brothers would be hungover and find sleeping in more appealing than waking up at 5 am, rather than going for a morning dip in the hot tub.
Averting your gaze back to the two, they walked past you and into the kitchen where you watched Luke pull out 3 shot glasses, lining them gently on the countertop.
"But don't get too excited, y/n. We can all take 1 together and maybe sneak you another one later... but that's only if you'd like, alright? Listen, you don't even have to take this with us if you don't feel comfortable. It's completely up to-"
"You both are my angels, thank you. But please just pour the shot," you giggled, flashing them an appreciative smile while sitting back on your stool.
You felt grateful that Quinn had brothers who were respectful towards you and others. Brothers who had no issues in a simple "no" if need be said. And boy, did you say no quite a bit to them due to your social anxiety and shyness.
Being handed over a shot, you clasped the cold glass between your slender fingers and anticipated yourself for your insides to burn. Embracing the deep, oaky warmth that was about to glaze over you.
Cheersing the boys with big smiles all around, you held it up to your plump lips, about to throw it back in one smooth motion before the dainty glass of amber liquid is snatched from your hold. A few drops of whiskey swish out and over onto your dress and breasts.
Turning over your shoulder, you see Quinn towering over you as if summoned by the Gods, the shot in his hand. He sets it down away from you on a glass table end in the living area.
"Wasn't us!" piped up Jack deviously as they both tucked their shots behind their backs (and tails between their legs) and made a beeline past Quinn and out the patio doors.
Shooting Quinn a deep side eye, you jumped off the stool and brushed past him to get to the kitchen sink to clean yourself off. All thanks to the captain of the NFP.
No fun police.
"C'mere. I'll help you."
Quinn placed a firm yet delicate hold on your forearm, leading you to the other side of the island. Trailing behind him like a lost puppy, you could only watch the back of his hair bounce lightly with each step. It was still quite damp and slicked back. He must have been in the pool.
Opening a cupboard, he reached upwards and, with ease, grabbed a blue cotton cloth from the top shelf. As he motioned upwards, you couldn't help but leer like a pervert at all the muscles in his back flexing.
You felt your face burning and your nervous system begining to falter. The chokehold that the eldest Hughes' brother always had over you was something you had been trying to shake off for years. At this point, you needed a lobotomy or to be medicated to get over all that was Quintin Hughes.
Quinn turned back around with the cloth dampened in soap and pulled on the fabric of your silk dress without question. You both were extremely comfortable around one another.
Always were since kids.
Gently tugging around your bust, he was exposing more of your modest cleavage, and you were definitely not adorning an irritating bra in this heat today.
Looking up at Quinn, you noticed his face was slightly starting to deepen in shade. God, he looked so cute whenever he got flustered. Clearing his throat awkwardly, Quinn, to your surprise, proceeded to chastise you.
"You've always been my messy girl," he murmured to himself.
Hissing, you told him to shut up and snatched the cloth from his hand, similar to how he had done with your whiskey.
"YOU dropped it on me, Quinn. Thanks for your help, but I don't need you looking down my chest any longer," you quip back, a tone of deep teasing in your voice.
"Maybe it was all just a plan to finally see your big -"
"Oh, Quintin! Don't you dare be talking about my chest, or I swear to -"
"Your big smile," he finished, not hiding his cheeky grin at all.
Rolling your doe-eyes, you couldn't help but stick your middle finger up at him, like the brat that you were whenever in his presence.
Quinn, within a blink of an eye, grabbed your finger and began to twist it playfully around you, as if you two were wrestling.
However, this time, he had effortlessy wrapped his frame around your burning silhouette. Positioning himself steadily behind you, enclosing a tight fist around your palm while his other arm snaked around the lower end of your waist. He pulled your plump rear tight into his lower abdomen and held his upper weight on you as he pinned you against the counter. Your breasts were pressed firm against the ivory marble, spilling further out of your sundress.
Not being able to help yourself, you were stupidly aroused. You found yourself mindlessly swaying and grinding your hips into him, as if lost in the trance of a song that wasn't playing. You hadn't had a sip of alcohol but in this moment, you were lost in his touch completely.
God, did you feel terribly intoxicated by Quinn's charisma and body.
Without being able to see his face and usual blank eyes, you could hear Quinn's breath sharpen tightly and his cock begin to harden against you. The thin silk of your sundress rubbing against his manhood, as if he owned you.
Suddenly, Quinn let go of you while simultaneously pulling you back up and pushing all that was you away. Friends, yet strangers once more.
Spinning around, you tucked a few stray strands of hair behind your ears and looked up at him terribly embarrassed. You pushed a line somehow and could read from his body language that he wasn't okay with it.
"Quinn, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"
"I promised your Dad I wouldn't let you drink while you were here."
Huh.
Pardon.
You simply stared at him dumbfounded and nervously let out an involuntary giggle.
"Funny, Quinn. I haven't been home in months, nor have I really spoken to Dad lately, so just say you're not comfortable with me drinking," you reply, a light-hearted tone to your voice.
It was true. The relationship you shared with your father was complicated. He worked hard throughout his life to make sure you were cared for, loved, and nurtured. Sure, his ways of showing it and teaching it was... not conventional to the majority, but you knew he adored you. All of you.
Through your terrible depressive episodes. When you gained over 80+ lbs to when you hit your gym phase. He accompanied and supported you through every change. Physical and mental.
Yet since moving out, you both had become distant and shared an obvious disconnect. You were learning and exploring more of the world without him and Mum; ever changing. Whereas he forever seemed to see you in the light of his meek, yet artistic little 5 year old. In need of protection, constant reassurance, and one-on-one attention.
You were trying so hard to find yourself on your own and you always knew your parents meant well, but to know that your father had no trust in you and felt the need to reach out to Quinn and forbid you from drinking, was disappointing in a way.
"Y/n, I'm not joking. Your Dad just doesn't know a lot of the people here, and he was worried... Which I understand. He trusts you completely, and so do I. He knows you can handle your own. He just worries and loves you like I d-".
Quinn stopped himself abruptly and brushed his hand through his unruly hair in mild distress. You'd seldom seen him like that, growing up. Fighting within himself.
His dark locks were starting to dry since coming out of the pool, curling at the ends and glistening in the golden hour that was beginning to shower through the windows.
Softening your gaze towards him, you understood where he was coming from and the weight of his and your Dad's concerns. You saw the same protectiveness in him.
"I get it Quinn.. actually, I-I think I'll, um, go give him a call and let him and Mum know what we've been up to today," you spoke, reaching for your phone off of the countertop. You suddenly felt insanely guilty.
"Of course, y/n. You give them a call while I get something from my room. And I'll meet you down here in 10? Let me make you something to eat, kitten. I haven't seen you eat anything since you came and I know you can't usually stomach anything when you fly."
Kitten. His only pet name for you. And rarely did he ever use it. So when he did, the weight that one word carried made your soul weep with love.
You couldn't help but get teary-eyed. Of course, he remembered how anxious you got on planes. Of course, he knew how you had your moments of struggling to fuel yourself. Of course, Quinn would always look after you.
Reaching forward, you placed a tight hold on his bicep and pulled him in to you. Placing a soft, small kiss on his cheek, you pulled away and gave him a big smile before turning on your heels and heading towards your room to call your folks.
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About 20 or so minutes had passed, and Quinn wasn't back yet. Your call with your Dad had gone exceptionally well. You reassured him you were alright and that Quinn was truly taking care of you, which made him sound more relaxed at the end of the call and, in general, content. It soothed you, knowing he was happy.
As soon as you hung up, you raced back upstairs in anticipation, thinking Quinn was waiting for you in the living area. He was never late.
However, he wasn't there. You even gone as far as to text him to let him know you were laying on the recliner under the pink, frilly blanket. Yet there was no rush to come and accompany you by all means. You were sure he was busy with his friends and hosting.
Unfortunately, when 10 minutes became 20 and he hadn't read your messages, you couldn't help yourself nor your impatience and impulsiveness.
Deciding to trudge up the many stairs towards Quinn's bedroom, you found yourself becoming giddy with excitement. You felt so deeply for him in this moment and only wished you could profuse to him how much you loved him to his core. You swore you had felt some type of reciprocation in the kitchen earlier by him. Perhaps not the sentiments of love, but you felt that Quinn did share some type of romantic feelings for you, right?
The younger Hughes' brothers had shown you earlier all of the bedrooms and living situations for the weekend when you had arrived. Thankfully, you were given the entire basement to yourself, which included a kitchen, living area, private balcony, masters and bathroom.
Eyeing each door that passed you in a blurry haze within the vast never-ending hall, you end up at Quinns door. Taking a deep breath in, you twisted the knob slowly so as not to scare Quinn. He was always a skiddish boy growing up. Especially when Luke, Jack, and yourself loved to prank the more serious brother growing up.
You couldn't even open the door fully, as a crack was enough to make your heart sink and brain numb.
Quinn sat on the edge of his bed, holding a small hand viscerally in his larger one, cooing sweet words towards someone. You watched helplessly as your throat dried, and he pulled her hand up to his lips, kissing it tenderly.
"I'm always here. Forever. I promise you that."
Those were words you dreamt of hearing from Quinn in regards to yourself. Instead, you got the hard side of him or the teasing side or the cold side. The tough love.
You longed to be cared for and adored by him. Especially to be laid in his bed while he sat by your side.
Through teary eyes, you realized that the beautiful woman laid in his bed was, in fact, his ex-girlfriend.
Silently. Discreetly. You closed the door. As if you were a ghost. One that couldn't move on. Not seeking vengeance. Yet forever haunted by what you witnessed. And missed out on.
Hastily, your feet carried you back towards the hall in a frenzied mess and down the stairs as gentle sobs came out of your core.
There was no point still in thinking, dreaming, even. You and Quinn Hughes meant nothing more than friends. You felt even more embarrassed that you had essentially come onto him in the kitchen. Jesus Christ, y/n.
Just as your father saw you as a fragile little child, Quinn would always see you in the same light.
Yet, in your hazy, love stricken mind, you had sworn you had heard remnants of Quinn's sultry, soft voice call for you. Perhaps even shout desperately, as you made your cowardly escape back into your secluded basement. Alone again.
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♤ PART 2, to be continued... xo
#quinn hughes#quinn hughes x reader#quinn hughes x you#vancouver canucks#canucks#i finished the end while im drunk watching the game rn so sorry for any spelling mistakes! 💀😭#will go back in the am and make appropriate corrections!#quinn hughes imagines#quinn hughes smut#nhl imagines#nhl smut#me#peaceinsilence#canucks hockey#quinn hughes x fem!reader#quinn hughes x oc#quinn hughes x y/n
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