#tkachuk sibling

[miaisinlovewithlukehughes]

It’s so easy to love you

(Luke Hughes x reader/oc)

Pt. 3

Hey guys I’m back, I know you missed me 😻😻, it’s been a hectic couple of days with a lot of hair dye, but we’re back now so without further of due? That’s not how you say that.

Warnings: underage drinking, smoking, and language

It’s been a couple of days at the lake house, everyone’s settled in and getting comfortable, today should be the day Trevor and Cole show up finally, but they’ve always been the ones late to show up. You’ve just woken up and are making your way to your dresser to change when you hear your door very quietly open, there in the doorway you see a very tired Luke with messy curls and no shirt. You let out a quiet giggle at the state of your boyfriend “well hello handsome” you say with a smile on your face. He turns around from trying to close the creaky door quietly and silently walks up to you and wraps his arms around your waist. “I miss you” he says tucking his face into your shoulder, you pout and play with his curls “I know baby but we can’t have them finding out yet, at least not until we’re both ready” you say and glance at the door when you hear the creaking of floor boards. You feel Luke’s head snap up too, but settle back into you when you both hear the creaking of someone going down the stairs. You let out a long sigh and pat Luke’s hands as a sign to let go “we will tell them before this summers over I promise” you say and press a short kiss to Luke’s lips. He lightly nods his head and makes his way to go back to his own room, as you see the door shut behind him you look at your dresser to see the L necklace he gave you still sitting there.

You get dressed and make a move for the bathroom to brush your teeth and do your makeup but can’t help to glance back at the necklace. You can’t help yourself and wind it around your neck a do the clasp up, then tuck it into your shirt “well what they can’t see won’t hurt them” you say to yourself and finally make your way to the bathroom. After finishing getting ready you make your way downstairs to the kitchen to see all the boys making breakfast +2. “Hey Victoria long time no see” Trevor says and makes his way over to give you a side hug “hey trev” you say returning the hug. You let go and meet Cole halfway “hey Vikki how ya been” Cole says giving you a bear hug, you return it but half to say “better a second ago when I could breath Cole” he lets you go and let’s out a mumbled ‘sorry’ and the rest of the boys laugh. You make your way over to Luke and peer over his shoulder to see what he’s cooking. He looks back at you and moves you with his hip a little “stop hovering vik I’m cooking” he says flipping a pancake. You return to his shoulder “yeah I know that’s exactly why I’m hovering I wanna see what your makin” you say, looks to be just eggs, sausages, and pancakes, Luke is the cook of the family, has to be with how much this fuckin kid eats. He turn, picks you up by ur waist and sets you on the counter and returns to his pans. “Hey! What did I say about picking me up just because I’m shorter than you, you little shit!” You say crossing ur arms and huffing, he looks back and sticks his tongue out at you. You stick yours at him back “so I see you two got closer over the time you spent in college together?” Quinn points out, you look back to see all the boys watching your encounter with smiles or confused looks. “Well yeah I guess, if you always gotta see each other why not embrace it I guess” you say and look away from Quinn hoping the blush on your face isn’t too apparent, breaking the silence Luke’s phone begins to ring, he groans and looks back “fuck, someone grab that I’m a bit busy” he says taking a pancake off the pan. You grab his phone since ur the closest and answer it without looking at the name “Luke’s phone” you say into the speaker. “Oh hey Luke’s wife how’s it hanging” the person on the other end reply’s, “duker I told you to stop calling me that.” You say with a roll of your eyes. At the name like turns around now interested “oh what’s the harm” he reply’s, you turn to make sure no one’s listening and when you see all the boys other than Luke are in conversation “what if you were on speaker you little shit, then there would be a lot of harm, to your face.” You say smiling up at Luke after, he lets out a hearty chuckle and turns back to his pancake. “…. Won’t happen again… anyways I was just calling cuz I’m bored and wanted drama and I figured you two got caught fuckin or something already” he says with a casual tone, your face flares up red “well we didn’t you prick, have fun being bored all summer see ya” you say and hang up the phone.

Luke turns to you and smiles and your blush “what did he say now” he says and grabs his phone to check if there’s any texts “he said he was bored, wanted drama and figured we go caugh… yk already” you say with a very annoyed look. Luke lets out a loud laugh, and you begin to hit his shoulder. “It’s not funny your both pricks and next time I see him he’s gonna have a hand mark on his face” you exclaim angered, he smiles at you “alright alright I’m sorry, breakfast is done!” He yells to get the boys attention, as soon as he yells that all hell breaks loose and the boys begin running for food and arguing. After checking that everyone is preoccupied Luke presses a kiss you your lips, then neck and pulls away with a smile. You sit there shocked and look over at him, he shrugs with a smirk and grabs two plates for you both. “Don’t do that again that was risky as all fuck.” You say with an astonished look on your face, he laughs and you both make ur way over to the food, little do you both know someone was looking your way during the encounter

Ah don’t you just love cliff hangers, sorry again this is short cuz I’m lazy and it’s pretty wild around here, who do we think saw? I mean I know, but you guys don’t.

[mactiir]

listen i know tumblr isn't a big sports place but this is the funniest 3 minutes of hockey footage i have ever seen

The goalies looking around like "ah fuck here we go again". Tkachuk sitting angrily in the box with his arms crossed, cuz he can’t participate since he literally just tried to break off a piece of a guy. His brother being forcibly skated across the ice by a very angry zebra. The quick cut to Gramma Tkachuk's open-mouthed stare of abject bewilderment and disapproval. "Among other penalties". The chick behind the bench cracking up while the whole stadium boos. Gold.

[mitchmrner]

TKACHUK SIBLINGS YOU WILL ALWAYS BE FAMOUS

[hischughes1386]

This might be my favorite picture of all time. truly.

[frasermints]

do you think brady tkachuk has ever sat down on the bench during a tkachukbowl and just sighed and said "god he's so fucking annoying" about his brother

[callsign-bubbles]

Thallium is a chemical element; it has symbol Tl and atomic number 81. It is a gray post-transition metal that is not found free in nature. When isolated, thallium resembles tin, but discolors when exposed to air. Chemists William Crookes and Claude-Auguste Lamy discovered thallium independently in 1861, in residues of sulfuric acid production. Both used the newly developed method of flame spectroscopy, in which thallium produces a notable green spectral line. Soluble thallium salts (many of which are nearly tasteless) are highly toxic, and they were historically used in rat poisons and insecticides. Because of their nonselective toxicity, use of these compounds has been restricted or banned in many countries. Thallium poisoning usually results in hair loss. Because of its historic popularity as a murder weapon, thallium has gained notoriety as "the poisoner's poison" and "inheritance powder" (alongside arsenic).

(x. x. x.)

part of the nhl periodic table of poems featuring elemental haiku by mary soon lee, created by @simmyfrobby

[cryinginthedeep]

matthew tkachuk - all your life, did you know, you'd be picked like a rose?

something..something...tying your skates like your dad used to but also, outgrowing the shoes you're expected to fill

[andrebearakovsky]

As an oldest child myself, I know in my soul that Matthew Tkachuk has to be just completely filled to the brim with absolute seething rage over the fact that Brady is bigger than him and there’s nothing he can do about it

[mommahughes19-23]

the way brady and matthew support and admire each other where can i find someone to love me like that.

[barzyhughes]

i actually need the hughes brothers and the tkachuk brothers 1st line offensive and defensive pairings more than i need oxygen

idk where the actual interview is from but this specific post is from here

[em-ptynet]

love the entire cats team coming together to big brother brady every time they play the sens. those goalies will NOT let that man score

[miaisinlovewithlukehughes]

It’s so easy to love you

Luke HughesXOc/reader

Okay let’s get this show on the road… I guess

Uhm description yeah

I cannot stand the y/n thing so sorry but we’re gonna give her a name, Victoria Tkachuk, as you could guess she’s Brady and Matt’s sister, her other sister is away at college, justice for Taryn…

Handsome ass? Sorry, we’re gonna kick it off with Victoria and Luke on the way to the lake house

Warnings: language, implied sex but nothing explicit, having each others underwear? It’s an accident I swear, I think that’s it but let me know if you catch anything else

You look over to Luke from your position in the passenger seat, he looks troubled. Although, that’s to be expected when you’re going to be spending practically the entire summer cooped up in a house with your brothers and his brothers, while still trying to manage keeping this a secret from them. It’s not like it happened on purpose, it just kinda happened. It’s been going on for 5 months pretty much smoothly, other than duker being a pain in the ass and flaunting that he’s the only one who knows. You guys didn’t even tell him, he just walked in at an inconvenient time…

“You good lukey?” You ask with a concerned smile, he glances from the road to you in one fleeting moment and returns a nice smile. “Yeah Vicky don’t worry about me, just worried about how much time I’m gonna be losing with you cuz of those dimwits” he says while keeping his focus on the road “I know honey but your just gonna have to endure it for the time being, besides we’ll be back to the dorms before you know it” you say while raising a hand to rub at his arm. As far as your brothers are concerned you and Luke barely know each other, just because it was like that before. Your parents use to own a lake house just like the Hughes down here and you would spend a lot of time together but you and Luke never really spoke despite being the closest in age. You only started talking when you both got into Umich, you didn’t really know anyone when you started so when you saw Luke at a party you ran to him as a safety net, turns out he only really knew his hockey buddies and also needed a bit of a safety net. From then on you two were inseparable, the best of friends, then after one night at a party, things got a bit heated and you became more than the best of friends. You snap out of your small flashback when Luke reaches over the dash to grab your thigh “it’s gonna be hard keeping my hands to myself all summer long baby” he says with a sly smirk on his face “oh well your just gonna have to manage now won’t you?” You say with a chuckle and grab his hand on your thigh.

You guys pull up to the house and Luke takes his hand out of yours and places it back on the dash… wow an entire summer of this. You look over at him with a small frown and check your surroundings before placing a small kiss on his lips, “for all the times I won’t be able to do that when I want to these next couple of months” you say leaning back into your own seat. “Great cuz that’ll make up for it” Luke says with a small smile and a roll of his eyes. You look to the house to see all the annoying little shits come running out… oh lord.

“Hey matty!” You say as you get out of the car, of course Matthew is the first one to get to you. “Hey little sis!!” Matthew says as he bear hugs you. As you’re struggling to breath, you feel another familiar pair of arms wrap around you further cutting off your air flow. “Hi Brady! Alrighty boys let’s loosen up a bit and remember not to strangle our sister please!” You say hitting Matthew’s chest a bit. “Right sorry” Brady says a bit flustered, you smile at the two that you haven’t seen in so long and risk a glance over at Luke who seems to be going through a similar process trying try pry Jack off of him, while Quinn is on the sidelines laughing. You chuckle at their antics and look back to your own fuck faces “alright dumb and dumber how about we start unloading the car please and thank you!” You say with a snap of your fingers. They look annoyed at the nicknames and you can definitely hear Brady mumbling about some “bossy” but don’t care. You step to the trunk and pull it open with the press of a latch, “okay so orange bags are mine, red bags are Luke’s” you say pointing to the luggage, the boys take the orange bags and begin the walk up to where you’ll be staying, you grab the last bag of yours and make your way to the front to grab your blanket.

As you open the door to the house your greeted with the familiar sight of the home you grew to be so fond of, as well as the familiar sent of candles and air fresheners Ellen must have stocked before she left a couple weeks ago with Jim, they came to visit Luke at the dorms and popped by yours to see how you were doing as well, you do truly love them. You look over to the flight of stairs and messily make your way up trying not to drop your blanket you are hanging onto by a fingernail, as you finally make it to the top you follow the sound of laughter and thuds, it’s gonna be a long two months. You push open the door to see the boys messing with your bags and throwing your clothes at each other. Children you swear “boys!” You yell starting them into dropping whatever is in their hands “put whatever you threw around back into my bags and at least let me try to unpack before messing with my things.” You say already tired of them. They have guilty looks on their faces and start putting things back, they give you a measly little smile each and scatter out of the room. You sigh and set your things on the bed before making your way back downstairs. You see Jack, Quinn, and your Luke talking and laughing, the boys spot you and Jack comes running. He hugs you and picks you up a little “hey little Tkachuk how’s it going” he says setting you down, you’re still a bit startled by the interaction and laugh with wide eyes “I’m good, how are you rowdy?” You ask and glance over to Quinn who hugs you gently and back away “hey kid” he says “hey quinny” you say with a grin, you put your attention back on Jack who looks to be vibrating with excitement “okay who gave this kid caffeine” you say with a small laugh and point to Jack looking him up and down “shutup” he says hiding a small smirk. You just roll your eyes and look over to Luke who seems to already be looking at you “bags unpacked yet?” he asks you with a slight nod of his head “nooo…” you say looking to the staircase, “well then how about you go do that” he says sounding annoyed, but he’s still sporting a small smile “finnneee” you say and make your way back upstairs.

As you make it to your small room again you head to the bed where you’ve set your bags, and unzip them one by one, you start to slowly go through them and lazily throw them in your drawers, top drawer will be bras and underwear, other top drawer will be socks and bathing suits, the drawer under that will be shirts, the drawer next will be pants, the drawer under that with be shorts and the final drawer will be hoodies, what you didn’t have a drawer for though would be Luke’s boxers… when the fuck did that get into your luggage, sure you had a few shirts and hoodies and maybe even sleep shorts but you do not remember this being in here. You ball them up in your hands and make your way across the hall to your boyfriend’s room, you don’t bother knocking and just walk in and close the door behind you. He looks behind him with an unimpressed expression until he sees it’s you, his eyes widening in surprise and his eyebrows raising “oh hey what are you doing in here, couldn’t take it, needed to be with me so soon?” He says in a mocking tone. You roll your eyes “no you little shit because of what I just found in my duffle” you say and throw the boxers at him with a surprising amount of strength for it being a thin piece of clothing. He looks down and starts laughing “what is so funny.” You say annoyed. “You packed my boxers?” He says still chuckling “oh no I did not fucker egg, or at least I didn’t mean to, stop leaving ur shit in my room” you say and start to make your way out. You stop when you hear Luke’s voice from behind you pipe up “oh you’re one to talk princess” he says pulling a pair of red lace panties from his duffel. “What!” You say making a move to grab them, he pulls them away at the last second “uh uh, finders keepers” he says with an annoying smirk on his face.

“Oh what do you even need those for give them back” you say reaching for them again “whatever I want.” He says with a smile and shoves them back into his bag. “Oh yeah what if someone sees those in your room huh, there’s only one girl in this house” you say crossing your arms. “I’m willing to take that risk, but are you willing to take the risk of being in my room with no explanation, when we aren’t even that close Victoria?” He says pushing you towards the door. You scoff and open the door “this is not over… perv” you say walking out the door and closing his harder than necessary and make your way back to your own room.

Okay we’re gonna end it here, because this is gonna be a series, sorry this is so short but it’s late and I’m tired but hey at least we started it right? … right?

[c4tth3w]

.😁

[pvtchurch]

I have two rats and I think it's funny how fred was an ugly pup and now that he's grown he's better looking than chucky, who was absolutely adorable as a baby 😭

[felixsxfreckles]

Hockey brothers are always so insanely important to me because I raised my little brother. He’s got some health issues and our parents were addicts so I spent the majority of my teenage years raising him and whatever friends he brought home. He and his best friend actually got me into hockey because they played and watched it like daily. He’s all grown up, now, but he’s still my baby and I would kill for him. So seeing these bonds in the NHL just… ahhhhhh they kill me and heal me all at once.

thinking about brady having to carry matthew out of bed with a broken sternum a year ago and now he gets to see his big brother lift the stanley cup

[youunravelme]

reunited

author's note: just a little drabble to make up for my absence. this takes place in the nothing happened in the way i wanted verse about six months after reader and matt get back together (aka stanley cup finals).

summary: you told matt you couldn't make it to the stanley cup finals...and yet here you are

pairing: matthew tkachuk x reader

warnings: cursing? pda?

you heard the disappointment in matt’s voice when you told him you couldn't make it to his playoff games. you'd managed to come to a game vs. the rangers, but when the panthers made it to the finals, it was clear that your schedule might not even allow you a week off. but when you looked at the calendar and saw you had an opening before you summer internship, you immediately booked a flight to miami.

everything was set.

until two days before game seven, the flight was canceled.

“matt, i’m so sorry—”

“baby, it’s fine. you can’t control it.”

“i’m trying to look for flights but they're all full.” you could hear the way he tried to stifle his sigh. but you knew him like the back of your hand, you knew how much this meant to him, how close he came last year. and you wanted to be there. you knew he wanted you to be there.

which is why you took your airplane refund (and a little out of savings) and starting looking at rental cars.

in hindsight, making an eighteen hour trip alone was not the smartest decision you ever made, and it surely wasn't a choice matt would approve of if he knew about it. but maybe he'd be so caught up in the post game that he wouldn't ask how you got there.

when you got into the city, taryn was the one who met you at their hotel. she smiled and gave you a tight hug.

“how was the drive? not too bad i hope?”

you gave her a sheepish smile. “i might need another five hour energy.”

she bumped her shoulder with yours. “i’m sure the game will be hyped enough to wake you up.”

“thank you for waiting for me.”

taryn’s laugh was immediately swallowed up by the sounds of traffic, but you felt it just the same. “matt would kill us if we left you to walk to the arena alone.”

“he doesn't know i’m here, does he?”

she shook her head. “we haven’t said a word. but please believe he's done nothing but mope about it.”

you rolled your eyes. “he doesn’t have time to mope, not when winning the cup is so close.”

and it was.

you couldn't remember a time where you'd screamed as loud as you had. your blood was pumping, heart pounding, you were torn between squeezing your eyes shut from anxiety and keeping them focused on the game. maybe after the game, you'd apologize to taryn for holding her arm so tightly, but she was squeezing yours back just as hard.

you watched as they kept the puck in the corner as the clock ran down. the nail polish you'd painted on your fingernails were in fragmented chips on the floor. your eyes kept darting from the jumbotron to the ice, back and forth back and forth.

but the buzzer went off and your boyfriend hopped onto the ice with his teammates. taryn was pulling you into a threeway hug with brady. before you knew it, you were being shuffled out of your seats, down the stairs, and onto the ice.

you were operating on autopilot, sticking close to taryn and brady. you were in the back, behind his parents and siblings, not really focusing on where you were going, only knowing that taryn’s grip was on your wrist.

people bumped into you, cameras were everywhere, yet your gaze was solely on taryn’s red leather jacket. maybe you should've dressed differently, worn something fancier instead of a jersey and jeans. it was game 7 and your boyfriend just won the stanley cup and you probably looked exhausted and there were going to be pictures that would probably live on the wall of matt’s childhood home for the rest of time.

taryn and brady stopped walking which could only mean that they'd found matt. if you could see over brady´s broad shoulders, you might have been able to see the embrace matt gave his mom, then the massive hug he gave his father. you couldn't hear what was being said, but you a glimpse of a red sleeve hug taryn before brady was next.

matt’s arms went around brady’s shoulders, his head peeking over, when the two of you made eye contact for the first time in weeks. his blue eyes widened in shock before he physically shoved brady off of him and out of the way.

“no way!” matt said over the noise before you were being yanked into his arms, lips pressed against his. it was clumsy and mostly teeth, but who could blame either of you? he’d just won the stanley cup.

you pulled away first with matt still chasing your lips until you placed a hand on his chest. “congrats, baby.”

“what're you doing here? i thought you said you couldn't make it! how’d you even get here?”

you smiled sheepishly. “i drove.”

matt’s smile dropped for a moment as he rolled his eyes. he placed a kiss on your forehead and brought you into your chest. “you're an idiot, but i love you.”

“i love you, stanley cup champion.”

he preened for a moment until he realized you'd successfully navigated the conversation back from yourself. “don’t think we won't talk about that later, baby.”

as the celebrations continued, regardless of who came up to him, matt’s hands never left your body. maybe it was the high of winning or maybe it was because you hadn't seen him since game five against the rangers but he wouldn't let you out of his sight. you tried to sneak away to stand with his family while he was being interviewed, but he never let you get far enough. at one point, you were standing just far enough to be out of shot of the camera, but close enough to where he was somewhat paying attention to the reporter interviewing him. 

“you sure you don't wanna come with me?” he asked after the last interview.

“matt, i promise she does not wanna go into a locker room with you and your sweaty teammates,” taryn chirped. “i’m sure you can survive without seeing her for a little bit.”

he didn’t look convinced.

“whenever you're finished, i’ll be ready to do whatever you want. i’m here for a week.”

his eyes lit up right before he kissed you again. “fuck yes.”

you laughed and pushed him away. “go celebrate with your teammates, we’ll be ready when you are.”

he glanced over his shoulder at his teammates and then back at you. “i love you.” he started moving backwards but kept his eyes trained solely on you, not a care in the world as to who he was bumping into. “and don't think i’m not gonna say something about you driving eighteen and a half hours.”

he knew the time it took?

“how’d you know how long i drove?”

a familiar smirk graced his lips. “baby, i always know how far you are from me.”

“you’re both sickening,” taryn joked as matt disappeared down the tunnel.

“maybe, but i love him.”