#turcs��� talk

[turcott3]

college girl

matt rempe x fem! reader

warnings?: cursing, kissing, mild allusions to smut and FLUFF galore

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“hey um, is it okay if matt comes this weekend?” you ask your roommate as you walk out into your common space as she’s doing her makeup.

“yeah of course. i’ll go stay with someone so you guys can have your space.” she replies, finishing her mascara.

“thank you so much, i love you.” you say hugging her. she knew this was the first time matt was coming to your dorm. you’d finally lifted your beds up high for more room space and you were adjusting well to dorm life.

“i love you too! just remember, use protec-“

“shut up.” you laugh rolling your eyes, a red blush tinting your cheeks. you finally texted him back, confirming he was able to come stay with you, a heart full response from your boyfriend following quickly after. your heart jumped with excitement. he’d be there in two short hours.

“he’ll be here in two-ish hours. please stay and meet him.” you ask your roommate as she walks in.

“yeah of course.” she replies, getting out a bag to pack, you assume to stay at her “boyfriends” dorm. they had no label you just didn’t know what else to call him.

“are you staying with him tonight?”

“yeah he offered.” she giggles.

“these are good strides.” you reply laughing together.

-

“oh my gosh, he’s here, i’ll be right back.” you tell your roommate as you climb down from your bed. quickly, you slip on your shoes and snatch your keys, scrambling like a puppy to get out of your dorm. you hurried down the stairs out to the parking lot, walking quicker once you saw him towering over his car, his bag slung over his shoulder.

“matt!” you shout running to him, running and jumping into his arms.

“hi sweet girl.” he giggles into your hair, holding you up with his free arm. carefully he sets you down, pressing a short kiss to the top of your head.

“i can carry your bag.” you offer and he denies.

“no, i would never make you do that.” he giggles shaking his head.

“but you’re my guest.” you pout as you start walking.

“and you’re my girlfriend. you’re never carrying a single bag of luggage in your life, not while you’re with me.” he says following closely beside you.

“oh whatever.” you joke, his hand intertwining with yours as you made your way back.

“i’m back.” you walk in, calling out to your roommate.

“matt this is y/f/n.” you say as they introduce themselves. it was starting to get a little later in the day by now and your roommate was quick to leave the two of you alone.

“so how long can i stay?” he asks, sitting down in your large bean bag.

“how long do you want to stay?”

“i’d stay forever if i could, but id take up too much space.” he giggles, the butterflies in your stomach fluttering once again.

“you can stay for a few days, i’m not gonna kick you out.” you reply standing in front of him. he reaches out to your hand, pulling you onto his lap.

“i’ll leave on tuesday morning, okay?” he smiles lightly.

“okay.” you reply, grabbing one of his cheeks with one hand and pressing a handful of kisses to the other cheek.

“i’m starving, can we go eat?” you ask sitting up.

“yeah, come on.” he says picking you up and putting you back on the ground, standing up from the bean bag towering over you as he reached for his wallet.

“i’ll drive.” you say cheerfully.

“um no.” he replies.

“matt you just drove your car all the way here.”

“i don’t care.”

“here, drive my car.” you reply handing him your keys.

“thank you my love.” he smirks, placing a light smack on your ass, a giggle leaving your mouth.

truth be told you had no idea how you landed matt. never in a million years did you think you had a shot at him. tall, very tell, muscular, a professional hockey player, gorgeous, sweet, you could go on forever. it truly mystified you how you landed him.

he drives the pair of you to a restaurant, where you order takeout and head quickly back to your dorm. he always loved ordering and paying for your dinners because cherishing you was important to him and he always made it a priority.

you sat together on your floor sharing your meals, catching up on all the drama that had nothing to do with him but he loved to hear anyway.

“so she’s “with” him or?”

“i don’t know! i keep asking her and she won’t tell me straight up.” you giggle on your last mouthful.

“i’m gonna have to start taking notes to keep up.” he laughs shaking his head, dropping his fork in the box and shutting it. it was dark outside at this point and you couldn’t wait to climb into bed with him. not because you were so desperate to get in his pants, but because you couldn't wait to have your sweet boy within arms length when you wake up in the morning.

"okay, movie time." you reply, quickly cleaning the floor of the boxes and flicking on your tv, tossing the remote up. you climb up into your bed and get in a comfortable position.

"okay come on up, be careful." you say to him, you feel his weight shift the bed as he makes his climb.

"ow fuck." matt groans as he hits his head on the ceiling, falling down resting his head on your chest.

"baby, i told you to be careful." you coo, running a soft hand over his hair as he presses a light hand to the spot he hit.

"yeah i just didnt calculate that right." he giggles, his chin resting on your sternum.

"you're not even all the way on the bed my love, come on." you say softly, scratching his back lightly. he shifts out of your arms and to your side, pushing himself slightly underneath you, tucking you comfortably under his arm.

“what’re we watching?” you ask.

“anything because i wasn’t planning on doing a whole lot of watching.” matt says lowly in your ear.

“matthew rempe.” you say smacking him on the chest.

“what?” he says, a panicked look stretching across his face.

“you just got here.” you scoff jokingly.

“i know, i just missed you so much. needed my baby back so bad.” he mumbles, his lips talking against the side of your head.

“i know missed you too matt.” you reply, pressing a sweet kiss to his lips, him wanting to deepen it but you denying.

“y/n.” he whines.

“honey, you’re gonna be here for four days, we have plenty of time.” you say softly, brushing his hair out of his face.

“i’m sorry, i don’t know what just came over me. i just love, loving on my girl. but im sorry, i don’t wanna make it seem like that’s all im here for.”

“it’s okay baby you don’t have to apologize, and i know it’s not what you’re here for. we’re young so what can we expect to feel honestly and id be lying if i said i didn’t want to but im really tired and i just want to hold you.” you reply as you continue combing your fingers through his soft locks.

“i can definitely do that.” he smiles lightly, his arms wrapping around your torso as your cheeks burned pink, pressing your cheek to the side of his head.

the two of you laid awake watching tv for a while, small chats here and there, but after a while his breathing became slow and he became borderline silent.

“are you falling asleep on me right now?” you giggle.

“what huh?” he asks sitting up.

“you so are.”

“you’re so comfy.” he smiles, squeezing you a little bit tighter.

“goodnight pretty boy.”

“goodnight baby, i love you so much.” he says leaning up, pecking his lips against yours a few times.

“i love you too.” you reply, your hand finding its way back into his gorgeous head of hair.

you never figured you’d be into the cheesy shit, but you couldn’t help it, he made you more giddy than ever. but god it was so nice drifting off to sleep back in the arms of the boy you so desperately loved.

-

[formydiscordbesties]

Canine Complications: The Furry Fiasco of Friendship Turned Love

Cole and I have been inseparable since childhood, but recently, our friendship has taken on a different hue, blurring the lines between platonic companionship and something more. When Cole extended the invitation for me to move in with him, it wasn't entirely unexpected; after all, he had been living solo for a while. As I settled into our shared space, I couldn't help but infuse it with my own touches, realizing that Cole's decorating skills were somewhat lacking when it came to furnishing an entire apartment.

"I think we're all set now," I announce, stepping back to admire the picture collage I just hung on a bare wall.

"Wow, that looks fantastic," Cole remarks, joining me and folding his arms across his chest. Whenever he's this close, my heart flutters nervously. Our relationship had evolved into something complex, whether we acknowledged it or not. The collage featured snapshots of our shared memories, moments captured with our families and beloved pets. It added a cozy vibe to our home, and I couldn't help but linger on the photo of Cole and his dearly missed dog, Olive.

"What if we got a dog?" I blurt out suddenly.

"What?"

"What if we got a dog, like, today? Right now? I can tell you're missing Olive terribly," I suggest, turning to face him.

"Well, we do have the space for it," he muses, surveying the kitchen and living area.

"I'll drive," I offer, grabbing my keys from the hook. A smile tugs at his lips, knowing how much this means to him. With purse in hand and Cole grabbing a hat and wallet, we venture out into the crisp winter air. Arriving at the pet store, we peruse the aisles, gathering supplies and toys before heading to the shelter in search of our furry companion. At the checkout counter, he insists on footing the bill.

"Cole, this was my idea. I should be paying," I protest.

"You're lucky if I let you spend a dime today, Y/N," he chuckles, as the cashier announces the total. Our dynamic has shifted recently, with him being unusually generous. It's a departure from our usual routine, but I don't dwell on it. Once everything is loaded into the trunk, he swiftly grabs the keys and hops into the driver's seat.

"Cole Caufield," I call out, lingering by the trunk.

"Y/N, just get in the car," he retorts before shutting the door. I settle into the passenger seat as he flashes me a goofy grin.

"What's with the grin?" I inquire.

"Nothing," he replies cryptically before starting the car and steering towards the shelter. It's a short drive, and soon we're walking arm in arm into the shelter.

"Hi there, how can we assist you today?" a kind woman greets us.

"We're hoping to adopt a puppy," Cole announces proudly.

"Excellent! The puppies are down that hall to your right," she directs us with a smile.

"Thank you," I reply, as we head down the hallway, entering a room filled with adorable furballs. Instantly, a golden doodle bounds over to Cole.

"Hello there, sweetheart," he coos, noticing the pink collar around her neck.

"She's taken a liking to you," I observe, leaning against him.

"I think she's made the decision for us," he remarks, scratching her ears affectionately. I step out to inform the staff of our choice.

"We've decided on the little golden doodle with the pink collar," I inform them.

"Isn't she adorable? I'll fetch the paperwork for you," the lady says, retrieving the necessary documents. Cole joins me with the puppy in his arms, showering her with kisses. Hastily, I sign the paperwork, eager to take our new addition home.

"She's lucky to have such wonderful parents," the woman remarks, as she files away the paperwork. Cole and I exchange a glance, the word "parents" carrying a weighty significance.

"Thank you, and have a great day!" I chirp, taking the puppy from Cole as we exit the building.

"So, we're officially parents," Cole remarks as he starts the car.

"We are," I affirm, a smile spreading across my face. As we discuss names, "Lia" emerges as the perfect choice.

"I love it," he agrees, reaching over to pet Lia before resting his hand on my thigh, his touch sending a warmth coursing through me.

There it is again. The complexity of our relationship.

Back at the apartment, I settle in with Lia while Cole fetches the remaining items. Once everything is unpacked and arranged, he starts a fire and coaxes Lia into his bedroom. Chuckling at his effortless charm, I make myself comfortable on the couch. After a while, I decide to check on them, finding them curled up together, fast asleep. It's a heartwarming sight, one I can't resist capturing with a photo.

"Come cuddle, Y/N," Cole murmurs softly, surprising me.

"Sure," I respond, joining them on the bed. As I stroke Cole's hair, a warmth blossoms within me.

"There's no one else I'd rather share this with," Cole admits, his gaze softening.

"I feel the same," I confess, feeling a blush creeping up my cheeks. He presses a gentle kiss to my forehead before drifting off to sleep, his head nestled against mine.

Maybe our relationship isn't as complicated as it seems.

[turcott3]

i love him so much this is so good😭😭

Tipsy- C. Leclerc

Charles Leclerc x fem! Reader

In which you take care of a slightly drunk charles

Warnings?; Kissing, being under the influence, fluff, kinda suggestive, I apologize for any errors!

“Mon Amour!” You heard through the speaker as you answered Pierre’s call.

“Hi char” you smiled at the sound of your boyfriend’s slurred voice.

“I need you to come get him, he keeps asking for you and complaining he’s gone to long without kisses” Pierre groaned as he more than likely fought away your boyfriend’s hands.

“Tell him I’m on my way” you laughed as you heard Charles whines in the background.

Pulling up to the crowded entrance of the club you found Pierre holding up a noticeably drunk charles who seemed to be talking his friends ear off.

The sight of your car had charles immediately perking up, pointing to your car excitedly as Pierre began making his way to the passenger side door.

“Hi Chéri” Charles blushed as he made it into the seat beside you.

“Hi baby” you giggled at his dazed face, eyes tired but looking at you with the utmost love.

“Here’s his phone and wallet” Pierre spoke, handing you Charles belongings before buckling his friend in and bidding both of you goodbye as he shut the door.

“Are we going home?” Charles asked after a few beats of silence.

“Yes”

All you got in return was a small hum of happiness before you felt one of his ringed hands place itself on top of your thigh.

You had thought he had fallen asleep until you turned to check on him once you reached a red light, turning to find at him already looking at you.

You went to speak but got cut off by his lips attaching to yours, his hand that had been on your thigh now held tightly onto your jaw as his lips moved against yours.

You could taste the vodka and mixers on his tongue and while the taste made you slightly quiver, you didn’t pull away until the car behind you honked and you noticed the light had turned green.

“No, no, baby come back.” He whined as you pulled away from his lips.

“Lights green Char, I’ll give you plenty of kisses once we get home.” You smiled softly as the now pouting man beside you.

He behaved for the rest of the short car ride and kept quiet up until the doors of your elevator shut. The second the doors were sealed and the metal box began its journey up to your floor, Charles had your body pinned against the wall behind you and his lips locked on yours.

It was sloppy and you were positive that his lips had missed yours a handful of times but you couldn’t find yourself to truly care.

He whined when you pulled away from his lips at the sound of the elevator dinging to signal that you had reached the floor of your apartment.

“Come on big guy, let’s get you inside.” You giggled as he wrapped his arms around your waist and followed close behind you.

He didn’t let go even as you made it into the bathroom, turning yourself around in his arms you grasp his cheeks in your hands making him look at you.

“We have to brush your teeth baby.” You smiled.

“Nooo, can’t we do that tomorrow? Just wanna go to bed.” He whined.

“No we have to do it now.” You laughed as you slipped from his arms and put some toothpaste on his toothbrush.

“No” he shook his head as you brought the toothbrush to his lips.

“Yes char, please.”

“No”

“Yes”

“No”

“No”

“Yes-Hey! That’s not fair.” He whined at your trick.

“You still said yes so open up.” You breathed a breath of relief when he finally huffed out a sigh and opened his mouth.

After brushing his teeth you guided him to your shared bedroom, pulling the covers back on his side of the bed you told him to take his clothes off.

“You love getting me naked don’t you.” He giggled as he pulled his tight shirt over his head.

“Just take your clothes off Charles.” You laughed with a shake of your head.

“M’ just saying, you’re always impatient to get me out of them when the ti-ow!”

You did your best to hold in your laugh as he face planted onto the carpet of your bedroom floor, his foot that was still stuck in his pants held in the air while the rest of his body sprawled out on floor.

“It’s not funny.” He whined as he turned on his back and ripped the pants off before standing up in his feet, hands on his hips while he scowled at you.

“You’re right I’m sorry baby, why don’t you come get into bed and I’ll give you a ton of kisses as my apology.” You smiled.

“Mmmm..okay.” He shrugged making his way yo his side of the bed and climbing in.

A proud smile took her your face as you watched him get comfortable under the covers however it was quickly wiped away when hands curled around your hips and pulled you down onto the bed.

“Charles!” You scolded as you turned your body to face him.

“What?” He giggled from his spot next to you.

“What the hell was that!”

“Wanted you next to me.” He shrugged, “now where’s my kisses?”

-

[laurenairay]

I got a secret, I’m telling everyone - Q. Hughes

Summary: Quinn doesn’t think he’s good enough for Gianna. Gianna doesn’t think Quinn would ever like her as more than a friend. Jack has had enough of the pining.

This is my entry for Rox’s birthday bingo! I couldn’t make it a true bingo @offside-the-lines (sorry!) but I included only one bed, dancing, mutual pining, and truth or dare in this Quinn fic! I hope you like it!

Word count: 2.4k

Warnings: some bad language, angst, self-doubt, idiots to lovers

Title from Truth or Dare, by Emily Osment

~

“Hey Quinn, truth or dare.”

“Jack, we’re not 8 years old,” Quinn snorted.

“I mean, if you’re too chicken…”

Quinn rolled his eyes as Jack, Trevor, and Cole all started making chicken squawks, Turcs and Luke just giggling.

“I’m not chicken!”

“So…truth or dare?” Jack grinned.

“Fine, dare.”

“I dare you to finally tell Gianna how you feel about her. By the end of next summer.”

As the group burst into laughter, Quinn just groaned. “You can fuck right off.”

“Are you going to forfeit?”

~

Quinn wished more than anything else that he hadn’t let Jack bait him at the end of last summer. There was just something about his brother and his friends that got under his skin though, especially around Luke, and the last thing he wanted was for any of those younger guys to think he was a ‘wimp’. And he sure as hell wasn’t stupid enough to do any of their forfeits. But that dare?

It had been the bane of his year.

It was hard enough trying to drag his team into the playoffs (and thankfully succeeding, despite ultimately falling in the second round), but having any thoughts in his downtime consumed by Gianna? It was almost too much to handle.

He’d known her for years – a friend of a friend in Michigan – and right from the start he’d been head over heels. He knew he’d been obvious about it to everyone other than her, as much as he hated to admit it. Jack had caught on the quickest, happily gossiping to his NTDP buddies who always hung around in the summers, but thankfully Gianna didn’t seem to have a clue. And for the past three years, that’s exactly how he’d wanted it to stay.

To him, she was perfect. The sweetest, most golden-hearted, prettiest girl he’d ever met; any smile she sent his way never failed to fill his stomach with butterflies. Sometimes it felt like torture watching the sun shine off of her straight honey blonde hair, as it cascaded down to her waist, her baby blue eyes sparkling with laughter. Despite his Jack and Co.’s teasing, she never teased him too, even when he made an ass of himself. To him, Gianna was perfect.

And that’s exactly why he’d never been able to tell her how he felt. Why would someone like her, so far out of his league, ever be interested in him? This stupid dare from Jack had been tormenting him for 10 long months, and he hated how much it was consuming him but he couldn’t help it. And if he didn’t tell her? He’d never hear the end of it – and his pride wouldn’t handle it either. All he could hope was that his brother wouldn’t meddle. That wasn’t too much to ask for, right?

~

When Jack Hughes reached out to her last month to check on her summer plans, Gianna had been more than confused. It wasn’t that they weren’t friendly, but if she was going to talk to any of the Hughes brothers, it was always Quinn. Mostly because they were the same age, but also because while Jack usually had a bunch of his old hockey buddies visiting and Luke was doing his own thing, Quinn always made the effort to include her. What started as just being a friend of one of his local friends had developed into a genuine friendship of their own – something she treasured – and him being back from Vancouver was genuinely one of the highlights of her summers.

How could it not be? He was funny and sweet, and yet serious and caring, all at once. It was an intoxicating combination that she’d never seen in a guy her age before, let alone in one that genuinely seemed to like talking to her. It didn’t help that he was one of the most handsome guys she’d ever met either. Maybe not classically handsome, but there was just something about the way his smile lit up his whole expression that sent her heart fluttering. That, and the way he always took the time to talk to her, even when there were a lot of other people hanging around.

So Jack reaching out? Strange.

Still, she sent her commiserations for his season (gently of course) and responded to his own questions about how her job was going, before he got to the point. He was organising a welcome back/start of the summer long weekend at their cabin – Friday evening to Monday morning – and he wanted to know if she wanted to join them in the group.

For Jack to ask this specifically? Even stranger than him just reaching out.

The temptation of spending time with Quinn in a smaller group setting though? It was too good to resist, and she’d happily agreed. Jack had told her to just pack a bag of clothes and leave everything else up to him (including her transport up to the cabin), which she knew in her bones felt hinky but ultimately decided to ignore. Whatever Jack was up to, she knew he wasn’t cruel in the slightest, so for now she was happy to go along with whatever his plans were – even if one of the ‘instructions’ had been to keep it a ‘surprise’ that she was going, whatever that meant. She could only hope Quinn wouldn’t hate the surprise. That, and the hope that she wouldn’t make an ass of herself. Quinn didn’t think of her as any more than a friend, she knew that, so she had to keep her feelings under wraps.

That shouldn’t be too hard, right?

~

“Jack, what did you do?” Quinn hissed.

“Thanks for organising the welcome back start of the summer party, Jack. Thanks for inviting all the guests, Jack. Thanks for making sure that I didn���t have anything to stress about, Jack.”

Quinn just pursed his lips, raising an eyebrow, making Jack snicker.

“Look, man, you can take the floor if you’re that beat up about it. It’s one weekend – you can handle sharing a room with Gianna for three nights.”

That’s what Quinn was mad about. Jack had taken it upon himself to sort out ‘room assignments’ for the long weekend in the cabin – clearly having gotten Trevor and Cole in on it because they were refusing to help him fix it – leaving Gianna stuck in sharing a room with him. He genuinely couldn’t believe that Jack was forcing Gianna into this, giving her little choice on what to do, and didn’t know what else to do himself as the embarrassment flooded through his veins.

What the hell was Jack up to? Why was he meddling so much?

Quinn knew his brother was up to something when instead of just bringing Trevor, Turcs, and Cole with him, Gianna was sitting blissfully ignorant in the front seat of the car too. It wasn’t that Gianna was the only girl, but she was the only girl sharing a room/sofa/pull-out bed with a guy she wasn’t dating, and he hated that Jack had created this awkward situation in the first place.

How could he fix it?

“Uh, Quinn?”

Quinn snapped his head up at the sound of Gianna’s voice calling to him down the stairs, ignoring Jack and Trevor’s stupid grins (other than to punch Jack in the arm on his way past) to jog upstairs to find out what was wrong. He found her in the doorway of the room they were ‘assigned’ and it wasn’t until he poked his head over her shoulder that he remembered the one detail he really shouldn’t have forgotten.

This was his usual bedroom. With only one bed.

True, it was a queen-size bed, but it was still only one bed. No wonder Jack looked so pleased with himself. Fuck.

“Um, I am so sorry about Jack. I should’ve kicked his ass harder while we were growing up,” Quinn sighed.

Gianna let out a breathy laugh, shaking her head. “I can sleep on that bench at the foot of the bed. There’s more than enough room for me there.”

She was petite…but no, no way.

“Definitely not, I can,” Quinn said.

“Your legs will hang over the end of it,” she pointed out, smiling wryly.

He tried not to wince. That was a good point. He didn’t know what was showing on his face but it made Gianna put her hands on her hips.

“We’ll figure it out later. This is an after-bonfire-tonight Gianna-and-Quinn problem,” she said firmly.

Quinn found himself nodding in agreement, too dazed by her words to say anything useful. Giana-and-Quinn. He liked the sound of that.

~

“There’s only one bed.”

“There’s only one bed?! Gi, you have to make a move!”

“And have him completely freak out? Absolutely not.”

“Quinn will not freak out. Everyone knows that he likes you.”

“Everyone?”

“Everyone.”

“Then why hasn’t he ever said anything?”

“I think Jack is trying to kick his ass into motion.”

“Oh. Oh!”

~

This was his own personal circle of hell. Even without looking at him or hearing him, he knew Jack was laughing at him somewhere. Luke had already given up on his pathetic nature, passing him a cold beer before walking off to literally anywhere else. What was wrong? It should be a picture-perfect night – the bonfire was roaring, drinks were flowing, music was playing…and Gianna was dancing.

Not by herself of course, with the other girls. But still – she was dancing, and he was in torment.

While the other girls were trying to act all cute and coquettish (which, more power to them, it was clearly working on the other guys, whatever they intended), Gianna was just flowing to the music, eyes closed and clearly in her own world. She was mesmerising, captivating, all of the synonyms. He was completely and utterly screwed, and not in a fun way.

Jack was definitely laughing at him.

He was so lost in a trance in fact, that he missed her walking over to him, only breaking out of his thoughts when she thumped down in the chair next to him.

“Hey Quinn, you look lonely over here,” she grinned.

He felt his cheeks heat with a tell-tale blush, making her laugh. It was almost musical, totally unfair, and as usual she was leaving him tongue tied.

“Is everything okay?” she asked, tilting her head slightly.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Just getting some peace and quiet,” he managed to blurt out.

Her smile dimmed slightly before returning in full force. “I won’t disturb you any more then.”

Fuck, damn it, no!

“You’re not disturbing me,” he said quickly, shaking his head, “Adding to the peace, if anything.”

Was that desperate? It sounded desperate.

But Gianna just laughed again, settling back into her chair. He didn’t know if it was a trick of the light but the relief that flooded his body seemed to be reflected in her face. She was glad she wasn’t disturbing him?

“Your brother sure knows how to throw a party,” Gianna murmured.

“That’s Jack, life and soul of the party,” Quinn mused.

He hated the pang that rang through his chest. She admired Jack. She admired Jack’s joie de vivre, something he’d never had and would never had. How could he compete with that?

“Yeah Chelsea’s all over that, she loves it,” Gianna grinned, jerking her chin to their right.

What?

Quinn turned his head to see a pretty little brunette (not as pretty as Gianna, of course) leaning up against Jack’s chest, giggling at something that could in no way be that funny.

Gianna was happy for Chelsea?

Oh.

Oh!

“Should I give Trevor a heads up to find somewhere else to sleep?” he smirked.

“Trevor Zegras can figure himself out,” Gianna snorted, smirking slightly back.

If he didn’t adore her before, he was sold hook, line, and sinker now. He had to say something. He had to tell her how he felt. He couldn’t go on any longer with all of this pressure sitting on his chest, weighing him down. He needed to know, either way, how she felt about him too.

“Hey Gi?”

“Yeah Quinn?” she said, turning her head to face him with a smile.

“I’m sorry if this sounds stupid, or unwanted, or just completely out of the blue. It’s just that, well, I can’t get this out of my head and now I’m rambling and-”

Gianna cut him off with a giggle, pressing a finger to his lips.

“Start again,” she prompted, dropping her hand back into her lap.

But her eyes were filled with something he hadn’t expected. Hope. That was everything he needed to steel himself.

“I like you, Gianna. Really like you. And when Jack dared me-”

“Wait, Jack dared you?”

The hurt in her face immediately sent a cold wave through his body.

“No, no, not like that. He dared me to confess my feelings to you. That’s literally it, I swear. He knows that I like you – all the guys do. I’ve just been too much of a coward to say anything,” he explained.

The hurt in her expression melted away, and she nodded, her smile turning shy. Thank fuck for that.

“That does explain why Jack reached out a month ago to find out if I could join you guys this weekend,” she mused.

A month ago? That meddling little rat.

Still, if he hadn’t meddled…

“So you’re not mad or upset that I like you?” Quinn asked hopefully.

Gianna huffed out a laugh, shaking her head, making his whole body feel like it was bursting into fireworks.

“The opposite, actually,” she admitted, “I just…I didn’t think you’d ever see me as more than a friend.”

She didn’t think…?

Without caring about their audience, their setting, or even their drinks, Quinn leant forward and kissed her. He barely heard the surprised soft moan she let out over the cheering of his idiot brother and idiot friends, choosing to flip them off before cupping her face with that same hand. He’d wasted so much time. But now, they had the whole summer to make up for it.

[diorsluv]

casual , part 12

“ knee deep in the passenger seat and you’re eating me out ”

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next chapter notes ) i haven’t updated this in a week guys am i cooked?!?! wanna start that rut au so badly but i don’t want it to flop and i also don’t wanna put another au on hold 😔😔

tags: @dancerbailey3 @hughesfein @loveforaugust @alwaysclassyeagle @love4ldr @inhoodmood @bunting58 @crazycat-ladys-blog @smoooore @bunbunbl0gs @lilasianmeat

[babydollmarauders]

GENDER REVEAL — JACK HUGHES

part of the el!hughes au

notes: this takes place November 21st, 2023!!

y/n.hughes

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y/n.hughes we’re getting the best of both worlds 🩵

so excited for this journey and for baby boy to join us in the world. i can’t wait to witness El’s transition into big sisterhood, she’s such a sweet and caring baby, i know she’ll be an amazing sibling.

currently calling Mama Ellen to get some tips on how to be a boy mom.

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jackhughes so grateful to you for giving me the two greatest gifts i could ever ask for. i love you, El, and our baby boy ♥️

y/n.hughes i love you so much, my beloved 🤍

colecaufield my godson 🥹

y/n.hughes your godson! you gonna help Jack teach him how to skate when he turns 3?

colecaufield oh, i have to share that honor with Jack? the man that trips over nothing every game? alright, i guess

jackhughes you know, it’s not too late to make Trevor a godfather again

colecaufield @/jackhughes NO! I’M SORRY! I TAKE IT BACK! PLEASE, I’VE BEEN PRACTICING!

jackhughes i’m a little scared to ask but practicing what?

colecaufield @/jackhughes swaddling, diaper changing, throwing him up in the air and then catching him

y/n.hughes okay so please don’t do that last one

lhughes_06 nephew time!! he’s gonna love me! i’ll teach him how to get chicks

jackhughes yeah, moose? how’s your girlfriend? oh that’s right, you don’t have one

_quinnhughes BURN! 🔥

jackhughes @/_quinnhughes neither do you, Quinny

trevorzegras LITTLE TREVOR HUGHES!!!

y/n.hughes absolutely not 🫶

jackhughes never gonna happen

_quinnhughes i can’t wait to meet this little angel. i know he’s gonna be just as amazing as his mom and his sister 🩵

y/n.hughes i love you Quinny 🤍

jackhughes i feel like i should be insulted?

_quinnhughes you feel correctly

jackhughes but jokes on you, i don’t. because my wife and daughter are perfect and i know my son will be too

nicohischier he’s gonna be amazing! i’m so happy for you guys ❤️

y/n.hughes thank you neeks! we’re so excited for him to arrive!

_alexturcotte he’s gonna be so cool like his uncle 😎

trevorzegras aww thanks turcs!

_alexturcotte i was talking about me…

dawson1417 have you guys picked out a name yet? may i suggest: Dawson?

jackhughes you may not

y/n.hughes @/jackhughes okay wait don’t knock it just yet

dawson1417 YES! DAWSON HUGHES!

trevorzegras she never said it was for certain, dude. it’s not happening

dawson1417 well i got farther than you 🤪

john.marino97 excited to see him at future family skates! i know with El’s sweet and caring heart, she’ll be the most phenomenal big sister ♥️

y/n.hughes oh okay- yeah, sure, make the pregnant woman cry, Johnny

john.marino97 i’m sorry (???)

jackhughes you should be, she just accidentally kneed me as she crawled on my lap to cry. but also, thanks man!

[nicohischierz]

matching tattoo: adelaide hughes au

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with the off season, came the filling of the hughes lake house.

adelaide had arrived the latest, spending time with her boyfriend after their seasons ended and before he was met with the chaos of the hughes house.

“yeah baby, i just walked into the house. well tell your sister i miss her too and i’ll see her soon. i love you,” she ended the call, dragging her bags in.

alex spotted adelaide first and ran to the girl, giving her a hug. “addy, i can’t believe you’re here! is your plus one here too or did they bail?” he asked.

adelaide shook her head. “he’s visiting his family turcs. he’ll be here in two weeks,” she hugged the other boys as they came into the house.

her brothers were the last in.

luke bound straight to her, wrapping her in his arms. quinn followed after his youngest brother, giving adelaide a side hug instead.

jack just tilted his head in acknowledgment before turning to his girlfriend.

trevor rolled his eyes at his best friend and quickly grabbed adelaide’s bag, dragging her up the stairs as she sulked behind him.

“soo … did you do it or did you chicken out?” trevor asked.

adelaide threw a sock at trevor, causing the boy to laugh in response. trevor’s laugh sounded through the house as cole opened adelaide’s room door.

“what the fuck are you cackling about?” cole asked looking at his friend.

addy gestured for the boy to come in and shut the door. cole wasted no time jumping on the girls bed next to trevor.

the hughes girl bent down to pick something up when trevor let out a whistle. cole on the other hand swore at the glimpse of her tattoo

“holy shit addy. do your brothers know about the ink on your skin?” cole asked.

his question prompted the girl to stand up and cover the area her tattoo was. she turned to face the boys and grabbed a different pair of shorts before dashing to the bathroom to change

when she returned trevor and cole were still sat on her bed in a state of shock.

"not a word to anyone. not luke, not turcs, not quinn and especially not jack. capiche." she threatened.

before matt arrived at the lake house, adelaide had opted to go get her boyfriend so that the couple could spend the drive home in silence before the lake house chaos followed.

"by the way, cole and trevor saw the tattoo," addy informed her boyfriend.

matt looked to his side and smiled "what did they have to say about it?" he asked, a slight smugness in his voice.

adelaide rolled her eyes "you continue that tone and I won't show you my new one." she teased.

when the duo arrived at the hughes lake house, it didn't take long before matt was invited onto the boat with the guys. trevor gave the couple two minutes to change into proper attire before he stormed in and dragged them out.

the boat ride was calm. matt made casual conversation with the guys around and everyone kept everything light hearted. jack ignored adelaide and matt, choosing to talk to his girlfriend and friends only.

"addy, can you grab me a soda?" alex asked. the hughes girl nodded walking to the cooler to grab the drink when an array of whistles and comments were made around the boat.

matt came up behind his girlfriend and lifted her up "your tattoo is on display," he whispered in her ear. the girls cheek reddened as she turned to look at matt.

quinn was glaring at his friends and luke had his eyes covered. jack had just scoffed and turned to his girlfriend.

"you have a tramp stamp!" quinn exclaimed. the oldest hughes was all for his sister getting tattoos but he assumed the one on her shoulder blade was the only one.

adelaide blushed, hiding her face in her boyfriends chest. the tall boy's chest rumbled as he chuckled at adelaide's reaction.

"we got matching tattoo's" matt responded, showing off the tattoo he had gotten of reiya's number on his chest. the location meant that the tattoo fell over his heart, a sign that he would always love the hughes girl.

"what if you guys get traded and need to switch numbers?" luke asked, peeling his fingers away from his face.

matt and adelaide looked at each other before looking to the latters family and friends. "well it will commemorate the numbers for the first time we met and it also happens to be the date he actually asked me out," adelaide responded.

the group of boys on the boat awed at the two. their affection towards each other was pure and real.

it was the the relationship everyone had wanted for the hughes girl to have.

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jackhughes I’ve never been one for sappy posts, but this past year with this little one has been heaven on earth. I’ve heard so many parents complain about lack of sleep, crying, and so many other things, but how can you complain when there’s something so innocent looking at you like this angel looks at us? I’d do this over a million times if it meant you stay this little forever. Happy first birthday. Always and forever going to be my little girl.

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lhughes_06 Thanks for making me the favorite uncle, bro.

_quinnhughes You’re not the favorite.

lhughes_06 Oh my bad, I’ve never heard her say your name so I thought she just didnt know you existed🫢

_quinnhughes she’s one. How tf is she supposed to say a “q” when she’s one?? I wasn’t the one that was 2 days late to the birth because of “plans that you couldn’t get out of.” 🫢

jackhughes if Quinn didn’t live in the middle of nowhere Canada he’d be the favorite by a long shot🫢

elblue6 I could not have chose a better daughter-in-love or granddaughter for my sweet boy. Nonna and Poppa love all three of you beyond words! Also, is my little angel walking yet?

y/nhughes We love you more! She’s not quite able to walk on her own yet, but Jack is making sure she learns to skate before she walks😉

elblue6 I expected nothing less coming from him lol!

trevorzegras it’s cute watching Quinn and Luke argue over who the favorite uncle is when I’m holding her right now. She may not be able to say my name, but she sure as hell cries when I’m not holding her 🫢

_quinnhughes you traumatize her so much when you hold her that she has to let it out when you’re not.

lhughes_06 she probably has ptsd from looking at your face

trevorzegras anyways, happy birthday to my sidekick. Can’t wait to piss your mom and dad off together when you’re older🫶

nicohischier the best thing to come from a Hughes brother. Happy birthday, love!

jackhughes that was a very unnecessary backhanded compliment, Nico.

lhughes_06 I once brought you brownies to practice. I’m hurt.

nicohischier You’re brownies were burnt.

_quinnhughes are you comparing our niece to burnt brownies Luke?

lhughes_06 Quinn, you’re irrelevant.

colecaufield since everybody else ruined your sappy post…Buddy you’re the best dad. She’s absolutely perfect, just like her mom.

trevorzegras I’m deceased

jackhughes I may not be perfect, but at least I’m not Zegras’s bitch

jackhughes sorry I meant caddy. Damn autocorrect.

y/nhughes love you coley!

jackhughes really y/n?

_alexturcotte happy birthday to my favorite baby. make another one so I can have 2 favorites.

jackhughes gotta talk to y/n about that. If it were up to me we’d have 12.

y/nhughes you can have all the babies you want when you push them out :)

y/nhughes our beautiful little family. You both make life so precious.

jackhughes we would be lost without Mama💜

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y/nhughes On the left was our first day home, and on the right is you just now. They weren’t lying when they said time is a thief. I went through the worst pain in my life bringing you into this word, little girl, but you made me forget about it the second I heard your first cry. Happy first birthday, angel. Mama and Dada love you infinitely times one hundred.

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nhl Happy birthday Baby Hughes!

fanuser1 she’s so perfect. So happy for the Hughes family! Happy birthday!

_quinnhughes Uncle Q’s favorite girl. Happy birthday!

_alexturcotte The sweetest little family. Now add more. ps happy birthday beautiful.

y/nhughes We love you, Turcs! Our favorite babysitter😉

_alexturcotte the true favorite uncle doesn’t have to brag about it🤷‍♂️

fanuser2 I didn’t like y/n at first, but she’s grown on me.

jackhughes same tbh

y/nhughes Jack I stg if you don’t shut up…

bff.user you may have a lot of boys arguing about the favorite uncle, but I’m secure in knowing I’m the best aunt😙

trevorzegras we can be the aunt and uncle power couple😛

bff.user @jackhughes put your friend on a leash

jackhughes I’ll put a muzzle on him while I’m at it.

trevorzegras you all love me ;)

jackhughes unfortunately

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elblue6 Happy birthday to Nonna and Poppa’s favorite girl! You’re little heart is too good for this world, but we are so blessed for you to share it with us. You look so much like your mama, but you act just like your dada! (I’m saying a prayer for your mom). We can not wait to celebrate you this weekend! With love, Nonna and Poppa.

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[fiapartridge]

cruel summer | jack hughes

"he looks up grinning like the devil..."

jack hughes x reader

summary: it's another hot summer night at the hughes family's lake house, and yours and jack's secret relationship is tested now more than ever...

warning(s): swearing

top 3 songs on lover: cruel summer, cornelia street, dbatc (honorable mention: the archer) and you can quote me on that

You've known the Hughes family for as long as you could remember. Your parents met in college, and since then, your families have spent every summer at the lakehouse together. To say that the three boys and you were close would be an understatement. You guys were inseparable.

When Jack moved to New Jersey to play for the Devils, you had just recently got into Princeton. You both were elated. Sure, it was still about an hour drive away from him, but it beat being in Michigan. Before the move, everyone saw you and Luke as the best of friends, the ones that could barely go a day without seeing each other, the ones where laughing was the only thing in their vocabulary, but when you moved to New Jersey, all of that changed. 

You still talked to Luke and you saw him on occasion, like Christmas break or on Thanksgiving, but not as much as you saw Jack. When Jack learned that you were going to Princeton, he rearranged his entire schedule to make him able to pick you up on the weekends and bring you to Newark to hang with him and the team. They became some of your best friends and Jack, well, you guys were closer than ever.  

You suppose that that was when it all started: the secrecy, the quick kisses, the hand-holding underneath table linen— the start of your secret relationship. Though it was all out in the open in Jersey: you staying at his apartment; in his bed, having an extra toothbrush in his bathroom, wearing his hoodies, and staying up talking until the sun came up. 

After a year of going back and forth between Newark and Princeton, debating whether this whole thing was merely just you guys hanging around each other for your families’ sake, or if it was really something more, Jack felt like he knew the obvious answer. He never wanted to talk to you and be around you because of your families. Sure, that was a factor, but he just loved you, and knowing you. And when he asked you to be his girlfriend, to his surprise, you said yes.

So when summer started up again and Jack Hughes was officially your boyfriend, you knew your families would have a field day with it, so you kept it a secret. You didn’t want things to change, you didn’t want them to feel uncomfortable with you going into his room anymore just like you had done so many summers before, or them being weirded out with the fact that you guys kiss and hold hands among other things. You guys just didn’t want them to see you two differently— especially his brothers. Quinn and Luke— they were your best friends. You couldn’t mess that up.

The boys (along with the addition of Z, Coley, Turcs, Eddy, and Duker, who practically begged Quinn to let them stay for the summer) were in the backyard, playing games in the pool when you walked back inside the lakehouse, water spilling off your swimsuit, dampening up the hardwood floor. 

“Y/N/N, you’re getting the floor all wet,” your mom scolded as she and Ellen sat on the couch, drinking wine and talking about their lives leading up to today. 

You grabbed a towel from the cabinet beside the door, letting it hang over your shoulders as Ellen smiled brightly at you. She waved you over to where they were sitting. “Oh, let me see my beautiful, Y/N/N.” 

You grinned upon hearing Ellen’s voice. She was like a second mother to you. You came to her for almost everything. And Ellen loved her boys, but you, you were like the daughter she never had. “You, darling, are stunning,” she beamed. “Come, sit.”

You sat on the carpeted floor, not wanting to mess up the couch. “How’s college?” Ellen asked.

“It’s— a change, but I really like it.”

She raised her brow humorously. “Any boyfriends?”

Hm. You figured the first night of summer may not be the best time to tell her that you are dating her fucking son. So, you shook your head and said, “No. Uh, that department’s still in development.”

She laughed. “I remember when you and Lukey would chase each other around the house when you were little. You’d knock over every single vase in sight. We’d spent a thousand dollars on repairs that month.”

You scrunch your nose. “Sorry.”

“No, no!” she waved it off. “You kids were having fun. I missed it when you guys were kids. The boys have been— stressed to say the least, but the second Jack found out you were going to be in Jersey with him, it’s like his whole demeanor shifted. This past year, it’s like… he’s only been happy.”

“Speaking of Jack,” your mom turned to the figure walking through the backdoor. 

“I was wondering why the lemonade was taking hours,” he smiled at you. “Hi, moms.” He kissed the top of his mom’s head and kissed your mom’s cheek as he stood behind the couch, beaming at you. He loved seeing you with his mom. Every girl he dated in the past had good relations with his mom, but they were never you. You’d known her since birth. No one had a bond like you two. 

Maybe that was another fear; why you had to keep this whole thing a secret. What if Ellen hated you? I mean, she never could. She always anticipated you ending up with one of her boys, but there was still some fear lingering in the back of your head; that maybe she’d think of you differently.

“Sorry we stole her,” Ellen said. “We just needed some girl talk.”

“That’s never good.”

Ellen threw a pillow at him as he ducked, grabbing your hand and pulling you up towards the kitchen. “Go, go, go!” he yelled as you laughed behind him.

When you two finally made it into the kitchen, checking if anyone was around, Jack slowly backed you up against the counter, a smirk dancing across his lips as he held onto your hips and kissed you. You sighed into the kiss, placing your hands on his sub-burnt cheeks. There wasn’t much time for intimacy like there was back in New Jersey, so you took every slim chance you had.

“What’d you guys talk about?” he whispered, his lips still a close distance from yours as if moving a bit farther would ruin the electric atmosphere around you.

“College, you, boyfriends.”

“Boyfriends?” he looked at you, grinning like the devil before tickling your sides as you laughed, pushing his hands off of you. “What’d you say?” he asked once he was done attacking you with tickles. His hands remained on both sides of the counter, trapping you in him. You both glanced at the entrance from time to time, making sure the coast was clear.

“What? You jealous?” 

He rolled his eyes. “Yes, I’m so jealous. Let me go beat up this boyfriend of yours,” he said before pretending to hit himself in the face. 

“Okay, okay, okay. This is getting embarrassing,” you laughed, scrunching your nose at him as you walked around him and pulled out the pitcher of lemonade from the fridge.

Just as Jack was about to pull you back into him, he jumped backwards upon hearing Luke’s voice enter the room. “God, you guys are so fucking slow. What are you doing? Making out?”

Your face turned beet red as Luke shook his head and took the pitcher from where you placed it on the counter.

“Why? Is that what you and Duker are doing outside?” Jack asked, smirking.

Luke scoffed, rolling his eyes. “How have you never noticed that Duker and I have something going on? It’s like you don’t even pay attention anymore, Jacky,” he said, shaking his head before shuffling out the door and back outside to the pool.

You let out a breath, laughing as Jack wrapped his arms around you, matching your energy. 

This was going to be a long summer. 

[goodbuckcharlie]

Kissing other girls

Warning- risky photos and lowkey asshole Luke

Notes- this is part three go read part one and two first

Best friends brother masterlist

@/njdupdates

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Caption- Rookie Luke Hughes spotted kissing an unknown women after Devils win

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@/umichgirl- please tell me Randi dyed her hair blonde and was in Jersey last night.

@/umichfan- no Randi was on at the umich game last night she posted it on her story

@/umichgirl- oh poor girl

@/devsfan- she probably doesn’t even care, they are just friends

@/randi.Kingston

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Caption- life goes on babes

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@/ally_hughes- she said ✨body✨ 😍

@/randi.kingston- 🤪

@/rutgermcgroarty- respectfully 😍

@/randi.kingston- respectful king

@/luca.fantilli- someone fumbled the bag hard.

@/rutgermcgroarty- nobody in the history of ever has fumbled this hard

@/umichfan- Ik she’s is def torturing Luke with that second photo

@/randi.Kingston- we are “just friends” so this shouldn’t bother him at all :)

@/trevorzegras- if you come to California I’ll buy you another tattoo 👉👈

@/Randi.kingston- say less ✈️

@/alexturcotte- RANDI IN CALI?!?!?

@/jackhughes- note to self to get Randi to visit buy her a tattoo

@/randi.Kingston- idk I currently have no urge to go to New Jersey.

@/ally_hughes

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Caption- one last girls night until she leaves me to hang out with TREVOR😡🤬

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@/jackhughes- you act like she’s going to die

@/ally_hughes- with Trevor? It’s a highly likely scenario

@/colecaufield- who’s watching Kevin?!

@/randi.Kingston-Olive is watching Kevin my sweet boi

@/ally_hughes- she told me no

@/randi.Kingston- last time I left you alone with Kevin you scarred him

@/edwards.73- we didn’t scar your cat

@/randi.Kingston- Kevin told me otherwise you heathen

@/trevorzegras- don’t worry I’ll take great care of her, I’ll make sure she gets plenty of sunlight and I’ll water her twice a day

@/randi.kingston-I’m not a plant bro

@/trevorzegras- shit really? What am I going to do with all this soil then?

@/randi.Kingston- I’ll just stay with turc then

@/trevorzegras- nope youre stuck with me

@/alexturcotte- dw ill just steal you bestie

@/lhughes_06- tell Randi to answer my calls

@/rutgermcgroarty- nah she’s good but thanks for the suggestion pookie

@/lhughes_06- I wasn’t talking to you rut

@/rutgermcgroarty- funny just like how Randi isn’t talking to you lol

@/_quinnhughes- wtf is happening

@/jackhughes- idk but I think it’s Luke’s fault

@/ally_hughes- 👍

[turcott3]

made for me

matt rempe x fem! reader

warnings: cursing, kissing, oral f and m receiving, protected sex, pet names, fluff

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you giggled at the soft feeling of the bed after matt tossed you onto it, climbing over you, attaching your lips desperately but lovingly. you were both dressed and ready for bed but it seemed you were both far from ready to sleep.

you haven’t been with matt for more than 2 months and if you were honest, you were afraid to get physical with him due to his size. which always sounded stupid coming out, but matt is a giant, beautiful, brunette monster. you couldn’t even fathom the things he would do to you, but tonight things felt different. sex was in the air looming over the two of you. the way his soft lips tangled themselves with yours sent butterflies through your body. you admired the was the light chiseled his abdomen and the way his grey sweatpants made you nervous to have him pummeling deep inside you. you weren’t sure how much you could handle.

“baby.” he says picking his head up and locking eyes with you.

“hm?”

“can we?”

“matt im-“

“baby please, i just want to love you. i want to show you, in more than just words, how beautiful you are and i know you’re afraid but i promise i’ll be so careful. i’ll take such good care of you my love.”

“you promise?” you reply, the fear wasn’t coming from a place of unknown. you weren’t a virgin, you’d just never dated a 6 foot 7 beefy athlete before.

“i promise. i would never hurt you. if it’s too much tell me and i’ll stop okay? i want you to be comfortable.”

“okay.” you accept smiling lightly, watching your boy’s eyes light up made your heart jump in your chest. you knew he was romantic and truthfully you were beyond excited to explore further into your relationship, fears aside. you also, subconsciously, loved the way he was begging for you. the way he’d just begged to touch and love you made you crave him in ways you hadn’t before.

“my beautiful baby.” he smiles, attaching your lips in a kiss that you swore could’ve caused a spark that set the whole room on fire. he toyed with the seam of your large tshirt, allowing him to tug it off you carefully, hardly losing touch.

“to make this even, let’s lose these.” you giggle as you sat there in only your thong, tugging at the waistband of his dreadful sweatpants. he smirks at you before pulling them down, keeping eye contact with you. he stepped back out of his pants and looked you up and down. you become painfully aware of your bare chest and fight the urge to cover up.

“wow.” he scoffs.

“what?” you reply nervously.

“this was so worth waiting for, look at you. fucking gorgeous.” he smiles as your cheeks heat up.

“stop it matt.”

“what? i’m just stating the obvious.” he giggles, walking back over to you, kissing you with more passion than you’ve ever felt. his hand found its way into your hair, grabbing into it lightly,

“okay, what do you want to do?” he asks randomly.

“what do you mean?”

“like do you want to go a little further?”

“yes.” you simply say.

“lay back for me.” he says and you comply. delicately, he pulls your underwear down and your breath hitches in your throat at the sudden contact between your legs. his large hands wrapping around the outside of your thighs as his tongue pays close attention to your clit.

“oh fuck.” you say, your abdomen tightening as your hand tugs the brunettes hair. the way he paid such close attention to your pleasure. you were creeping close to the edge, you could feel yourself coming close to a climax.

“matt-“ you say and he backs off quickly, wiping his mouth with his arm.

“why’d you stop?” you frown.

“i don’t want you to get off on just that.” he giggles. you reach out and grab his face, bringing his lips back to yours.

“let me.” you say pushing him away. setting in the edge of the bed, yanking his boxers down. your eyes widened at the sight in front of you.

“holy shit.” you whisper to yourself before taking him into your hand, stroking him fully hard. you bring his tip to your lips as you push spit through your lips, circling the saliva with your tongue, striking him wet with your hand.

“jesus christ.” he groans looking down at the sight below him. he gathers your hair behind your head carefully, not pushing you. you lock eyes with him as you take him fully into your mouth, pushing your limits, holding your thumb to attempt to keep yourself from gagging. somehow, your lips almost touch the base of his cock. not once losing eye contact, your eyes well up with tears. fighting the urge to gag you remove him from your mouth, stroking him with your hand completely out of air.

“no more.” he says quietly, using two fingers to guide your chin back to his lips.

“but why?” you pout.

“because.” he giggles, making his point very clear as he drags his fingers through your soaking folds.

“promise you’ll go slow?”

“yes baby, i promise.” he smiles, grabbing a condom from his drawer.

“give me that.” you say. he hands you the condom and you carefully tear it open, rolling it onto his thick cock.

“lay back my love.” he says fluffing the pillows behind you before you lean back. he lines himself up with you, pushing in slowly. you gasped at the way he stretched you out, moaning out in pleasure. once he bottoms out, you can feel your stomach bulging.

“god matt you’re so big.” you gasp, running light fingers over the bulge which directed his attention to it.

“i’m all yours.” he smirks, using one hand to lift your head to meet his in the middle, connecting your lips sensually. slowly, he retracts his hips, thrusting back into you at the same speed. you couldn’t lie and say you were t enjoying the sensation of him being almost too big for you.

“are you okay?” he asks keeping his speed.

“yes baby, you can go faster.” you say, becoming anxious for him to speed up. carefully, he speeds up just enough for your moans to practically become cries.

“oh my god.” you say, your moans snapping up an octave.

“i love you.” he says lowly, his face inches away from yours.

“i love you too.” you choke out, your eyes fighting the urge to roll into the back of your head. he hit every single sensitive spot inside you, practically overwhelming all of your senses.

“matt.” you moan, your fingers scratching his back harshly.

“god fuck, say it again.” he grunts, picking up his pace.

“oh my fucking god, matt you feel so good,” you moan upon his request.

“i’m close.” you whisper just barely audible due to the loud sound of your skin slapping together.

“come for me baby. just let go.” he says, sucking at the skin in your neck as the line snaps in your stomach, releasing all of your tightened muscles, a galaxy forming in your eyes as he fucks you right through your orgasm. he slows down quickly, pulling out of you, still stroking his cock. hazily, you get into your knees and pull the condom off of him, quickly taking him back into your mouth. you sucked in your cheeks, paying close attention to his sensitive tip. you pull away, stroking him with pressure until you felt his cock twitch in your hand. you open your mouth immediately, allowing him to spill his salty climax into your tongue, locking eyes with him as you swallow every last drop of it. with daze in your eyes, you lay back down not worrying about your clothes.

“you okay baby?” he giggles, taking his place next to you, running a finger lightly down your arm.

“that was fucking incredible, you’re incredible.” you say rolling over to face him. he smiles at your words, bringing you in for a kiss before pulling you to his chest. the warmth of his bare skin, lulling you to a sleepy state.

“can we go to sleep now? you wore me out.” you ask, cuddled to his side.

“of course y/n.” he says pressing a kiss to your temple.

“i hope i dream about you.” you mumble closing your eyes.

“me too.” he giggles as your breathing slows.

“my beautiful beautiful baby. i love you so much.” he whispers into your hair, your heart fluttering, falling asleep very quickly after.

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[mapsontheweb]

French Expressions based on Other Nationalities

by u/Beurreboule

These expressions come from various online platforms, with a strict focus on those whose etymology can be linked to specific nationalities. It is important to note that this map is not intended to offend, but rather to explore the linguistic interaction between cultures.

I've picked expressions that are tied to people or nationalities. For instance, “To have the Portugueses sanded” (Avoir les portugaises ensablées) refers to a type of oysters, not the people of Portugal.

Here is the list of these expressions, along with their origins:

To take a Scottish shower (Prendre une douche écossaise): This French expression dates back to the 19th century and refers to a hydrotherapy practiced at that time in Scotland. In a figurative sense, it describes a situation where a combination of sensations, events, or impressions swiftly transition from being positive to turning negative.

The English have landed (Les anglais ont débarqué): In comparison to the British armies which, during the Napoleonic wars, were dressed in red.

To slip away the English way (Filer à l’anglaise): Probably an alteration of the English "to take French leave", dating from the 19th century.

To talk like a Spanish cow (Parler comme une vache espagnole): According to the most plausible hypothesis, it would be a distortion of the Occitan expression “parlar coma un gavach espanhòl” (to speak like a Spanish gabatch). The word “gabatch” designates here the mountain dweller from the Pyrenees.

A Spanish wanking (Une branlette espagnole): The origin of this 20th century expression is obscure and mysterious.

A Spanish inn (Une auberge espagnole): This expression was used in the 17th century to describe the poor quality of inns/hostels in Spain, which were widely used because they were on the road to Santiago de Compostela.

A German quarrel (Une querelle d’allemand): The most commonly accepted theory is that the Holy Roman Germanic Empire was made up of numerous small states. These rulers frequently looked for opportunities to engage in battles with neighboring states, aiming to capture land and increase their power and influence.

To be drunk like a Pole (Être saoul comme un polonais): This expression, which has become pejorative, was not so at its beginnings. After a decisive battle, the Polish lancers of Kozietulski in Spain in 1808 were paraded before Napoleon as heroic survivors of this elite unit. Jealous French generals, wanting to downplay the role of the Poles, claimed that they were drunk. The Emperor responded to them, "Well then, gentlemen, learn to be as drunk as the Poles!". Another version states that Napoleon, in admiration, said, "One had to be as drunk as a Pole to accomplish that."

The Russian mountains (les montagnes russes): The concept of Russian Mountains originated from toboggan races held on snow-covered hills, especially in the vicinity of Saint Petersburg. In the late 1700s, these races gained immense popularity, prompting entrepreneurs to explore the idea in other countries. This led to the development of rides using wheeled cars on tracks. In 1812, the company "Les Montagnes Russes" constructed and operated such rides in the Belleville district of Paris. The term was subsequently used to describe roller coasters, and this analogy led to the emergence of the expression.

A Roman’s job (Un travail de romain): From the reputation of the Romans for having accomplished Herculean works, especially the construction of aqueducts and ancient roads.

To be strong like a Turk (Être fort comme un turc): This expression comes from the 15th century and refers to the period of the Ottoman Empire when the Turks achieved many conquests through their sheer strength and ruthless behavior, showing no mercy. Thus, during that time, the Turks represented the ultimate enemy, seen as unbeatable.

To be the Turkish head (Être la tête de turc): This expression is based on the entertainment found at French fairs in the late 19th century. These amusements involved gauging one's strength by hitting a head wearing a turban, evoking the stereotypical image of a Turk.

To send to the Greek calends (Renvoyer aux calends grecques): From the Calends, which were not Greek but Roman, is an expression used by Suetonius in The Twelve Caesars to say “never”.

To go get lost at the Greeks (Aller se faire voir chez les grecs): This expression indirectly refers to the alleged common homosexuality among Greeks since ancient times, including practices like pederasty. Notably, Plato's work "The Symposium" illustrates this, featuring figures like Socrates.

[turcott3]

JAY. BRUH.

Pretty boy- J. Slafkovsky

Juraj Slafkovsky x fem! Reader

In which Juraj has a hard time accepting compliments so you show him just how pretty he is

Warnings?; smut, oral sex (m receiving), hints to further sexual activity, cursing, kissing, mentions of insecurities, I apologized for any errors I missed!

“So pretty J.” You spoke as you kissed your way down his toned body, lips moving over his sculpted abdomen.

“N-no, m’ not pretty.” He gasped as your teeth nipped at his abs at his words.

“Yes you are, my pretty, pretty boy.” You praised eyes locking with his as you kissed over his happy trail, lips inches from his aching member.

He sucked in a deep breath, body quivering as you moved further down looking at him with nothing but pure hunger and love in your eyes.

His head dropped back as you pulled his boxers down this thick thighs, the thin material coming to hook around his ankles as his cock sprung free.

“Can I show you how pretty you are to me baby?” You asked.

He nodded silently, words stuck in his throat as he admired how gorgeous you looked sat between his spread thighs, his cock inches from your mouth.

You took his thick cock into your hand, pumping him a few times before relaxing your jaw and taking him as deep as you could, a gag echoing throughout the room as hit tip met the back of your throat.

“O-oh fuck.” He whimpered, his hands quickly tangling into your hair.

You ran your tongue along the underside of his shaft, tracing along the thick veins that traced along the skin. Bobbing your head you make your way back to his pulsing tip, trailing your tongue around in circles earning you a breathless cry from the brunette above you.

You moaned at the weight of him on your tongue, bobbing up and down you breathed through your nose as you took him deeper then before, his growing moans egging you on.

His large hands tugged on your hair as you moaned around his cock, the vibrations running up his length and through his body.

“Shi-I’m getting close.” He shivered, his thighs begging to shake as you sped up your movements.

You get sloppy then, your hand wrapping at the base of his cock bobbing your head up and down causing his cock to glisten with your spit.

Scraping your teeth against his sensitive skin gets him stuttering, his curses getting caught in his throat as his mouth dropped open in a silent cry.

Moaning as his cum fills your mouth you slow your movements, working him through the rest of his orgasm, basking in the way his thighs shook and abs clenched in pleasure.

Pulling off his drained cock with a ‘pop’ you smirked up at the spent boy, a flush of red covering his pale chest slowly working its way up to his thick neck.

“You’re going to be the death of me.” He spoke breathlessly as you stood to your feet and sat next to him.

“Told you I wanted to show you how pretty you are to me.” You smirked, reaching to tuck a piece of his slightly overgrown hair behind his ear.

“Yeah well now it’s my turn.” He smirked right back, kicking off his boxers before shoving you onto your back and crawling between your spread thighs.

“And I don’t plan on stopping until you’re sobbing.”

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[goldfades]

🍵 for Alex cause Turcs deserve more love and attention

HEHEHEH OF COURSE, i love turcs so much he's the cutest

this is def on my bucket list i need a man who lets me do his eyebrows

you sat on alex's lap as you plucked his eyebrows. the music played throughout your room as alex ranted about his week and you focused on the task at hand, still listening to his rant.

as you carefully plucked alex's eyebrows, you could feel the tension in his muscles slowly melting away. the music in the background created a nice atmosphere in your room, providing the perfect backdrop for him to vent about his week.

you had told him his eyebrows his eyebrows were getting out of hand and he needed some plucking and to your surprise, he agreed. and now, he was relaxed as he talked about what was currently happening within his friend-group.

as alex's rant came to an end, he let out a deep sigh, finally feeling like he had released some of the pent-up stress from the week. he turned his head up to look at you, a grateful smile spreading across his face.

"thanks for doing this," he said, his voice softer now, filled with appreciation. "and for listening to me ramble. you always know how to make me feel better."

you set the tweezers down and leaned in to give him a gentle kiss on the cheek. "of course, alex. that's what i'm here for. and hey, your eyebrows look amazing now!"

alex let out a laugh as he pulled out his phone camera, his face morphing into a surprised one. "whoa, they actually look so good."

you couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment as alex checked out his newly groomed eyebrows. the change was subtle but significant, and it seemed to have lifted not only the weight of unruly brow hairs but also the stress of his week.

alex, amazed by the results, continued to inspect his brows from different angles. "whoa, they actually look so good," he remarked, his surprise evident in his expression.

you grinned, proud of your handiwork. "i told you, i'm practically a brow artist. i've been plucking my own since i was like, 15."

he chuckled, turning to you with a playful glint in his eye. "well, i'll have to book an appointment with you more often then."

"you don't have to do that, baby, that's what i'm here for." you smiled as you gave him a small kiss.

as you leaned away, he continued. "gotta snap a picture of my new eyebrows to the boys group-chat, you're gonna have a bunch of new clients."

"i'm not sure about that, sweetheart," you replied, amused by the thought of becoming the unofficial eyebrow artist for alex's friends.

[diorsluv]

feather , part 16

“ floating through the memories ”

series m. list previous chapter next chapter

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next chapter notes ) first off i wanted to say THANK YOU FOR 200 FOLLOWERSSS!! i’m glad at least some of yall enjoy this series lmfaooo and I KNOW I KNOW it was kind of a really quick and sudden shift but there’ll be more development (at least i see it as more development) later on i also know you’re all thinking this is messy as shit but um.. it gets messier! (edit: i changed the layout to make it easier to read LMAO)

tags: @aliaology @hockeyboysarehot @absolutelyhugh3s

[slafkovskys]

Jack, Luke, and Quinn are very possessive of Angel.

they try not to be because, once again, nobody knows, but quinn walks up to jack one night at the lake house, “you need to talk to your boy.”

“my-” he follows quinn’s gaze to where alex turcotte was laughing along with her and his eyes narrow, “turcs wouldn’t-”

“he tried to get her phone number a minute ago. you can handle it or i will,” quinn shrugs before making his way over to where josh and blanks were setting up around of beer pong.

jack sighs before making his way over to the duo, “you don’t have to pretend to laugh, angel. he’s not that funny.”

and he watches as she squeezes her thighs together, shifting against the wall at the use of her nickname in front of someone else. oh he could have fun with this.