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multi-lefaiye · 1 year
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"... Are we safe, Haytham? Be honest with me." "I wouldn't lie to you."
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it's been a few weeks since i last drew anything, but that's okay. i am fighting for my goddamn life out here and i finally finished something!!! yeehaw!!
so these are characters from one of the campaigns i'm in, the whitelock: delta-hades campaign. it's fine, they're fine. this is a horror campaign but like they'll be fine.
characters: gaia (mine), haytham (@historicalwar), and aureus (@presidentquinn)
dialogue transcript under the cut--i'll tag the taglist in the replies to keep this from being a nightmare length post
Gaia: Haytham, let me see what's behind you.
Haytham: There's nothing there, Dr. Divita.
Gaia: ...
Gaia: Are we safe, Haytham?
Gaia: Be honest with me.
Haytham: I wouldn't lie to you.
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johnny-dynamo · 3 months
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Psycho Circus by Marcelo Ventura
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Birds of Prey vol 1 variant cover (Chris Bachalo)
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harringtons-cupid · 2 years
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Hey Iove! I want you to surprise me with something fluffy with Joe 🥺
Maybe some comfort and cuddles and forehead kisses
Thank you for the request baby! I wrote this with no glasses on and half asleep so I hope you like it and I’m sorry if it’s so short!
It had been a long day for you, crawling into bed with Joe was your favourite thing to do. Your bed was comfy and warm, your laptop burnt into the blanket topper.
His arm was around you, his heart beating into your ear drum as you relaxed into the bed. Your favourite mutual show was playing softly into the room, your feet touching each other as you kicked your leg over his.
His lips were resting softly on the top of your head, your eyes began to feel heavy as they fixated on the show. His laughs vibrated against you as he paid attention to the show, his finger slid underneath your chin and lifted your forehead to meet his lips.
Firmly placing multiple kisses on your skin sent flutters through your body, closing your eyes as you began to feel safe. He lifted your head further until it met his lips, softly kissing you. His lips warming your body as shiver flushed down it.
Resuming your position on his chest, you sighed happily. His arm creating circular motions on your exposed skin, the television show echoed in your ears as your eyes struggled to stay awake.
The laptop stayed still as you fell asleep on Joe’s chest, he kissed the top of your head softly as he continued to stroke your skin. Still quite awake as he pulled you closer to his body, wrapping both his arms around you.
Clinging onto you for dear life as your body dropped and fell in your sleep, his laughs still vibrating against you. Little snores escaped your mouth which made him melt, kissing your forehead once more before rolling you onto the pillow beside him.
His hands met yours, squeezing them tightly as he lied on his side facing your warm body. He stayed awake watching the television show until he could no longer focus, you had rolled onto your side where his body mets yours.
Relaxing into the curve of your body, the show helping him drift into a deep sleep with the movement of you.
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capitalisticveins · 1 year
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bum badadadada bum bummmm
DO NOT FUCKING TALK TO ME EARLY ACCESS IS OUT
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cloudstongue · 1 month
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i hope you guys are reminded of me whebever you see ferrets
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estapa-edwards · 5 months
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SUNSHINE - Q. HUGHES
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paring: Quinn hughes x reader
word count: 1.8k
requested? yes - quinn dating an absolute ball of sunshine and just such a sweetheart and him being so grumpy but melting for her, his family falling in love with her when they meet her and seeing how much she loves quinn but how much wuinn needs her too
warnings: use of y/n.
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In the bustling city of Vancouver, amidst the frenetic energy of professional hockey, lived Quinn Hughes, a young defenseman for the Vancouver Canucks. Known for his exceptional skill on the ice, Quinn was equally notorious for his serious demeanor off the rink. Yet, in the midst of his stoic world, there came a burst of sunshine named Y/N.
Y/N was a ball of positivity that seemed to radiate light wherever she went. Her infectious laughter and perpetual smile were like a beacon in Quinn's sometimes dimly lit world. They met by chance at a charity event organized by the Canucks, where Y/N's volunteer work caught Quinn's attention.
At first, Quinn was skeptical. He was used to the rough and tumble world of hockey, where toughness and resilience were prized above all else. Y/N, on the other hand, seemed like a delicate flower, too fragile for the harsh realities of his life. But as they spent more time together, Quinn discovered layers to Y/N that he never expected.
Y/N was not just sunshine and smiles; she had a strength of character and an unwavering spirit that Quinn found both intriguing and deeply comforting. She saw past his gruff exterior, understanding the pressures he faced as a professional athlete, and yet never once treated him like anything less than a human being.
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The charity event buzzed with excitement as Quinn Hughes, clad in his sharp suit, navigated through the crowd with practiced ease. He exchanged obligatory pleasantries with fellow teammates and sponsors, his expression stoic and his demeanor guarded. Amidst the sea of faces, one stood out—a figure wrapped in an aura of warmth and kindness, her smile a beacon in the dimly lit room.
Y/N was busy at a booth, arranging pamphlets and chatting animatedly with volunteers. Quinn observed her from afar, intrigued by the genuine enthusiasm she exuded. She seemed out of place amidst the glitz and glamour of the event, like a wildflower blooming in a field of roses.
Quinn's curiosity got the better of him, and he found himself making his way toward her booth, his steps deliberate and measured. Y/N looked up as he approached, her eyes sparkling with warmth as she greeted him with a bright smile.
"Hi there! Can I interest you in learning more about our cause?" Y/N's voice was like a melody, soft yet confident, drawing Quinn in despite his initial reservations.
Quinn hesitated for a moment, unused to such genuine warmth from strangers. "What cause?" he asked, his tone gruff but tinged with curiosity.
Y/N's smile widened, undeterred by his demeanor. "We're raising funds for underprivileged children in the community, providing them with educational resources and opportunities they wouldn't otherwise have. It's a cause close to my heart," she explained, her eyes alight with passion.
Quinn studied her for a moment, his gaze searching for any hint of insincerity. But all he found was honesty and sincerity, a stark contrast to the superficiality of the world he was accustomed to. Despite himself, he felt a flicker of something—a warmth he hadn't felt in a long time.
"Tell me more," Quinn finally conceded, surprising even himself with his genuine interest.
And so, Y/N launched into an impassioned spiel about the charity's mission, her words painting a vivid picture of hope and possibility. As Quinn listened, he found himself captivated by her spirit, her unwavering belief in the power of kindness and compassion.
By the time Y/N had finished speaking, Quinn was thoroughly intrigued. He found himself drawn to her light, her optimism a stark contrast to his own cynicism. And as he looked into her eyes, he saw something he hadn't expected—a reflection of his own humanity, mirrored back to him in all its rawness and vulnerability.
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Their relationship blossomed slowly, like a delicate flower unfurling its petals in the warmth of the sun. Quinn found himself opening up to Y/N in ways he never had with anyone else, sharing his fears and insecurities, as well as his hopes and dreams. And Y/N, in turn, showered him with love and affection, her unwavering support a balm to his weary soul.
Quinn sat in his dimly lit apartment, his hockey gear strewn across the floor like discarded remnants of a battle won or lost. He stared blankly at the wall, the weight of the day's game still heavy on his shoulders. It was a tough loss, one that left him questioning his abilities and his worth as a player.
Y/N sat beside him, her presence a comforting warmth in the otherwise cold room. She reached out and gently took his hand in hers, her touch soft and reassuring.
"It's okay, Quinn," she murmured, her voice a soothing melody in the silence. "You gave it your all out there. That's all anyone can ask for."
Quinn sighed, leaning into her touch ever so slightly. "I know, but sometimes it feels like it's not enough," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
Y/N squeezed his hand gently, her eyes full of understanding. "You're more than just a hockey player, Quinn. You're a person with hopes and dreams and fears, just like everyone else. And no matter what happens on the ice, I'll always be here for you."
Quinn looked at her then, really looked at her, and for the first time, he saw past the facade of sunshine and smiles to the strength and resilience that lay beneath. He saw in her eyes a reflection of his own struggles, his own fears, and he felt a connection—a bond—that went beyond the surface.
"I appreciate you saying that," Quinn murmured, his voice raw with emotion. "Sometimes it's hard to remember that there's more to life than just hockey."
Y/N nodded, her gaze unwavering as she met his eyes. "It's okay to feel that way, Quinn. But you're not defined by what happens on the ice. You're so much more than that."
In that moment, Quinn felt a weight lifted off his shoulders, a burden shared and halved. He realized that he didn't have to carry the weight of the world on his shoulders alone, that it was okay to lean on someone else for support.
Leaning in closer, Quinn found himself drawn to Y/N in a way he hadn't anticipated. He could feel the warmth of her presence enveloping him like a blanket, comforting and reassuring. And as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, he felt a sense of peace wash over him, a feeling of home that he had never experienced before.
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​​But it wasn't just Quinn who fell for Y/N's charms. His family, initially skeptical of anyone who dared to enter their son's guarded heart, quickly warmed to her. They saw how she brought out the best in Quinn, softening his rough edges and encouraging him to embrace life with a newfound enthusiasm.
Quinn's parents, Jim and Ellen, welcomed Y/N into their home with open arms, treating her like one of their own from the moment they met her. His siblings, Jack and Luke, adored her playful nature and boundless energy, finding in her a kindred spirit who shared their love for life and all its joys. 
The first time Y/N met Quinn's family was a nerve-wracking experience. She stood outside their doorstep, her heart pounding in her chest as she nervously smoothed down her dress. Quinn had assured her that his family would love her, but that didn't stop the butterflies in her stomach from fluttering anxiously.
As Quinn opened the door, Y/N was greeted by the warm smiles of his parents, Jim and Ellen. They enveloped her in a tight embrace, welcoming her into their home with open arms. From the moment they met, Y/N could see where Quinn got his kindness and warmth from; Jim's easygoing nature and Ellen's gentle demeanor instantly put her at ease.
"Welcome, Y/N! It's so wonderful to finally meet you," Ellen exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with genuine warmth.
Y/N smiled nervously, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. "Thank you for having me," she replied, her voice tinged with gratitude.
Quinn's siblings, Jack and Luke, bounded down the stairs, their excitement palpable as they caught sight of Y/N. They wasted no time in bombarding her with questions, eager to get to know the girl who had captured their brother's heart.
"Hi, I'm Jack!" one of them exclaimed, thrusting out his hand for Y/N to shake.
"And I'm Luke!" the other chimed in, grinning from ear to ear.
Y/N laughed, charmed by their infectious energy. "It's nice to meet you both," she said, shaking their hands warmly.
The evening was filled with warmth and laughter as Quinn's family gathered around the dinner table, enjoying each other's company. Y/N sat among them, her smile radiant as she shared stories and jokes, seamlessly fitting into the dynamic of the Hughes household.
Jim and Ellen exchanged a knowing glance as they observed their son and his girlfriend. They had watched Quinn grow from a young boy with dreams of playing in the NHL to the accomplished athlete he was today. But what they hadn't anticipated was the transformative effect Y/N would have on him.
"She's really something special, isn't she?" Ellen whispered to Jim, her eyes twinkling with affection as she glanced at Y/N.
Jim nodded in agreement, a proud smile gracing his lips. "She certainly is. I've never seen Quinn light up the way he does when she's around."
Across the table, Jack and Luke were engaged in a lively conversation with Y/N, their laughter filling the room. They had taken to her immediately, drawn to her playful nature and genuine warmth.
"You're the best, Y/N!" Jack exclaimed, his eyes shining with admiration.
Luke nodded enthusiastically, echoing his brother's sentiment. "Yeah, we love having you around!"
Y/N laughed, feeling a swell of affection for Quinn's siblings. "I love being here with all of you," she replied, her voice filled with sincerity.
As the evening wore on, Quinn's family couldn't help but marvel at the bond he shared with Y/N. They saw how she brought out the best in him, softening his rough edges and encouraging him to embrace life with a newfound enthusiasm.
But more than that, they saw how much Quinn needed her. They saw the way his eyes lit up whenever she entered the room, the way he leaned on her for support in times of doubt and uncertainty. They saw the depth of their love for each other, a love that transcended words and barriers.
And in that moment, as they sat together as a family, surrounded by love and laughter, Jim and Ellen knew that Y/N was more than just Quinn's girlfriend. She was his rock, his anchor in a sea of uncertainty, his guiding light in the darkness.
And as they looked at their son, his hand intertwined with Y/N's, they knew that he was truly blessed to have her by his side
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jocelynscrazyideas · 3 months
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It’s your name! | Quinn Hughes x reader
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Summary: Quinn hates his full name, and you’re the only one who calls him Quintin.
Warnings: swimming, biting, only fluff, language? Idrk sorry
💭: Jack or Nico? LMKK ITS SUMMER I HAVE TIKE TO WRITE NOWE🩷
Italics are memories/the past
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“You need to stop calling me that!” Quinn laughs. He begs for me to come sit with him on the boat. Right now, im spending the night at the Michigan house with the Quinner.
Jack is still in Michigan, but I’m sure he’s been out and about. Luke is in Ohio, he’s been hanging out with the umich kids for the summer.
“Come! Please just sit with me! It’s weird if I’m on the boat and you’re sitting on the dock. The wood is probably rotting anyway.” Quinn whines, his freshly shaved chin wrinkles in enjoyment. He smiles so big to the point I see all of his teeth.
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“Quintin!” I scream at Wuinn, he just recently finished the season off from the playoffs, he finalized his last words in interviews and press conferences. He’s living the life as an athlete.
“I can’t help it! They asked me what I was planning for the summer!” Brock and Petey asked Quinn what he was up to for the summer, they were planning a party for the season closer.
Quinn replied with, “oh you know. Y/n and I are gonna have some fun. Probably sleep around, go boating, eat out, and skate around, work on the game when it gets closer to October.” How stupid can Quinn get?
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“Quintin!” I giggle out as Quinn pulls me into the boat. His hands on my waist as he picks my butt off the wooden planks that set the boat dock. He picks me up and sets me down on his lap. He sits up on the couch the sits on the big boat. I’m on his lap, legs crossed over his legs, my head resting in his arms.
Quinn holds my head like he’s watching his whole world pause and sing to him. He loves me, and I’m not saying it in a cocky way, but the way where I can feel the spark between him and I.
“So, when is my ring coming in?” I joke with him.
“What ring?! How- what?” Quinn astonished, he looks around. “What cameras are you loookung for?” I laugh out. My smile hits my ears, my teeth shimmer, my eyes shine out the sparking colors, beaming into his eyes. My love bends into his heart, his eyes, his smile, his hands, and his love for mine.
We’re intertwined. An invisible force is literally connecting us, we’re never going to be torn apart. To much stories have been written.
“Seriously! Quintin?” He whines. Quinn’s wet brown hair flicks everywhere. He just jumped out of the lake. He knows my irrational fears of fish and leeches. So I don’t always swim with him.
“Jump in with me. I’ll hold you up. I promise.” He locks his finger in with mine. He rubs my feet with his free hand. Kisses lie on my open stomach.
My bikini looks like a swimsuit, it’s there for the tan, the looks, the beauty.
Just kidding, I love to show Quinn the possibilities of night swimming.
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“Baby! I’m sorry. But was I supposed to lie?”
“Snuggie!” I cry out. I call Quinn Snuggie because he loves and lives for snuggles.
I’m not mad. I’m just upset, I was really looking forward for the Canucks after party. I’m the WAG that everyone either hates or loves.
It looks like I’m never at the get togethers the WAGS have, which is a lie. I’m always there, just never on camera. Everyone either hates me because I’m with THE Quinn Hughes, but I’m happy, and he’s happy.
“You’re the only exception, I have never cared about going out with people, until I met you.”
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“QUINTIN!” I yell. I wave my arms up. Quinn pulls me down into the cold refreshing water. He jumps in from the boat leaving me alone on the cold seating of the white boat.
I grab my digital camera. I take a video. It’s waterproof so when I get dragged in, I have proof that I’ve been taken.
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“That’s not my name!” Quinn hold my hands down as he pins me up a wall. He bites down into my neck. “Say it one more time! I dare you!!” Quinn walks me over to our bed.
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Quinn pulls me into the cold water. I feel the freezing temperature hit my veins. I breathe. It’s like needles pecking into my skin. It feels good?!
“Quinn! Seaweed!” My foot is tangled in some seaweed and I can’t get up. It’s pulling me down.
“Hold on.” Quinn dumps his head down. He swims to the bottom of the lake. Detabgling my foot, I record him from.
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“Ow! QUINTIN!-“ he cuts me off, “I said one more time.” He barks at me. Quinn pushes me down into my back ontop of our wake and fkuffy bed.
“Quintin, jerome-“ I look up into his beautiful blue- grey eyes. They freeze me. “I got you!” Quinn tickles me and I feel like im going to pee. I push him off of me.
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“are you okay baby? Let’s get out.” Quinn carried me out of the refreshing lake. My foot red from the tangled seaweed. Quinn cradled me up to the kitchen.
“Towels are all used, most of them are washing right now. Let’s go shower so we can go out.” Quinn sets me down and takes my hand to shower with him.
We make it to our bathroom, he turns me over so he can untie my swimsuit. “You’re so pretty.” He smiles.
“Quintin? Why.” I laugh.
“Because, I love you. Duh!” He kissed my cheek form behind me. He wraps his arms around me.
I walk around with him glued to me. I turn the shower on. How steamy.
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I walk away from the tickle monster.
“Do you want some yogurt? SNUGGIE?” I yell out, he never answered. Gosh. It’s beeen a long day but it’s only noon.
I grab two small bowls and fill them with yogurt, i add in some blueberries, vanilla granola, and more youvhet. Another layer goes by, I add in more blueberries and granola. I finish off mine and I head up to our room.
I grab a bite out of Quinnys because I know he’s probably knocked out.
“Baby?” I turnthe corner to our room. I see Quinn lying on our bed, starfished.
I walk over to him. The bowls in my hands. “Baby?” I tap him with my right foot.
I set our bowls down onto a nightstand. I contort myself into his arms. I snuggle into Quinn.
“Quinitin?” I kiss his open chest. “I made some yogurt.”
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We jump into the shower and he washes my body. I scrub his back with his loofa that I made him buy. “You are going to smell so yummy quinny.” I kiss his back after washing the soap off.
“Wash yourself.” I point to his hard cock.
“We’re not doing anything.” I scoff and laugh. I push him away, “Quintin?” I look up at him.
He looks down, smirking, “what’s up.” He grab my left ass cheek, and he holds my upper back with his left arm. We sit knotted together in the shower.
“That’s not my name.” He points his laser blue eyes into mine. I’m stuck in this position. The shower is slippery, my eyes burn from water.
“It’s your name dummy. What else should I call you? Snuggie?” I suggest jokingly, and Quinn pulls me closer. He kisses my neck and behind my ear. He whispers, “you’re the only one who calls me Quintin. It’s weird of you don’t call me that.”
He washed himself, and he makes a good point. I am the only one that calls him Quintin, I’m the only one who calls him Snuggie, or bear, he’s mine.
“You’re the only exception, y/n. I hate when my mom calls me that, or when my brothers call me that. Only you.” Quinn bites his lip as he drys off from the shower.
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farfetchedshow · 6 months
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There’s been a bunch of questions with Quinn and Drain before but do you think Wuinn (ship or just as a duo) fans will get anything to make edits out of it just scream bloody murder about :0 ?
Well if you like watching them bicker like an old married couple you'll be in for a good time
-🐰
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starry-hughes · 6 months
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Yess sometimes mom thinks wuinn only sees her as daisy mom and that annoys her especially when she has missed him an insane amount when he is gone from a roadie and she took an extra long eveything shower only for him to bring daisy in their bed
“hey, can you get daisy this morning? i gotta get going,” quinn says. she looks at him, eyes tired and exhausted. “quinn please i just need some extra sleep-”
“i have to go to the rink. i’ll make it up to you when i get home.”
he leaves in a hurry. all day, she feels burnt out. daisy screaming, the kitchen a mess. when quinn gets home, he doesn’t even greet her, going to daisy and scooping her from the high chair.
“quinn she needs to-”
“i got her, i know what she needs.”
she cleans the kitchen, exhausted, half asleep. cole mcward, her savior, enters kitchen and loads the dishwasher for her. she cooks dinner for everyone and is left with scraps since the two hockey players in the house eat like they have been starved and the mess on the floor from daisy tossing food down. “she needs to learn to eat more than just chicken nuggets,” mom tells quinn as he gets up to warm her chicken nuggets instead of eating the pasta she made for everyone.
when she gets out of the shower, she’s hoping for quinn to be alone. maybe they can talk, make things better. discuss expectations. and then she sees daisy asleep in the bed and quinn knocked out cold. she spends most of the night awake, shifting daisy away from kicking her ribcage in her sleep.
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multi-lefaiye · 1 year
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jack townsengd fromm gas station in here in.my attic
did youf uckgin lock him in there
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sc0tters · 4 months
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why is so high school quinn and rouge but wuinn is taylor
why is it also low-key Gracie to Elias
LITERALLY THE LINE ARE YOU GONNA MARRY, KISS OR KILL ME? Is so her rookie season (but obviously more kiss or kill me)
Imagine Ellen has always thought they would get together, and wrote a little letter to Rouge as her future daughter in law the first time Rouge ended up crying to Ellen when Quinn came home with a girl (she was like twelve or thirteen) so on her wedding day when she was getting ready Ellen gave it to her 🥺 (you said fluff, this better be fluff)
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luke-hughes43 · 6 months
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eden and cut telling jack luke and wuinn!!!!
I've been looking forward to this one!!! major sibling angst with asshole jack and asshole Luke. more asshole jack though.
telling her brothers | eden and cutter
eden's pov
so cutter and I have been together for about 4 months and we're both leaving soon to go to our respective u18 worlds. I'm lucky and only have to go to wisconsin but cutter is going all the way to Germany.
jack and Luke don't know that cutter and I are together but mom, dad, and Quinn do. mom suggested having him over for dinner while the boys are home to maybe help ease the tensions from jack and Luke. and since we both have worlds soon, we thought that tonight would be a good time.
Quinn knows that cutter is coming for dinner but jack and Luke don't. I get dressed because I told cutter that I would get him at the rink after his practice.
as I grab my keys to leave, the boys are all in the living room, and ask, "where are you going? dinner's in like 45 minutes."
"oh I'm going to get my boyfriend. he's coming to dinner so you guys can meet him."
"you have a boyfriend?", "since when?", "do we know him?" are all asked at the same time by jack and luke. I smile and say, "yes, I have a boyfriend. I'm going to pick him up right now so you'll find out who he is when I get back. please behave and be nice."
"no promises." Quinn says smiling knowing that he's the only one who knows.
I roll my eyes and leave the house. I drive to the usa hockey arena and wait for cutter in the parking lot. I text him I'm here and just wait for him to be done. when I see him leaving the rink and walking towards my car, I get out so that I can hug him when he comes closer.
he smiles as he gets closer and leans down to hug me. he kisses my head and says, "hey baby."
"hi cut. how was practice?"
"good. gearing up for Germany. how was your day?"
"good. had a soccer workout this morning and then went straight to the rink with my dad and the boys to get ready for worlds. you ready for this?"
"yea. I just don't want Luke to hate me."
"he's not gonna hate you. I promise." I say to him. I press a soft kiss to his lips making him smile. he pulls me in for another hug and I ask, "do you want me to drive back or do you wanna drive?"
"I'll drive." he says and gets in the drivers side.
I get in the passengers seat and cutter immediately reaches for my hand to hold. he always has to be holding my hand when he drives. we make the short drive back to the house and i can tell that cutter is a little nervous.
I say softly, "it's gonna be fine cutter. it's not like you never met my family before. and it's just dinner. you know that my mom and dad love you so it's gonna be ok and Quinn is harmless.."
"it's not them I'm worried about eden. it's Luke. I'm dating the only hughes daughter and all of your brothers are top NHL players or prospects. it's totally different now that I'm your boyfriend. just let me be nervous in peace babe."
I roll my eyes and get out. I walk around to where cutter is and grab his hand leading him towards the door. I open the door and see jack, Luke, and Quinn in the same spot as they were when I left. Luke just turns his head and says, "hey eden. hey cut."
the boys are totally distracted and so I just bring cutter into the kitchen where mom is. I say, "hey momma."
mom turns and smiles. she says, "hi baby. hi cutter, it's good to see you again."
"you too mrs hughes."
"please just call me ellen honey. dinner will be ready soon. can you tell the boys."
I nod and take cutter to the living room with me. we sit down on the couch and find that the boys are deeply invest in a playoff game. it's like Edmonton and Calgary.
I say, "mom says dinner will be ready soon."
they look over at me and Luke says, "what's cutter doing here?"
"he's my boyfriend?"
"since when?" Luke says and I can tell by his tone that he's not a fan. I answer simply, "January."
"it's been 4 months?"
"yea."
"am I the last to know? because Quinn doesn't look surprised and I'm assuming that mom and dad know too."
"jack didn't know either so you guys are finding out together."
"that doesn't answer the question. are we the last to know?"
I nod and can feel the tension and anger from Luke. mom breaks the silence by yelling, "kids! dinner!"
"oh thank god." I hear cutter mutter to himself as my brothers get up and leave the room. Quinn gives me a small smile as he heads to the dining room. I force myself up off the couch and pull cutter too. I say quietly, "let's get this over with."
cutter follows close behind me with a hand on my lower back. mom and dad smile as we approach the table and she can tell that Luke is not happy. dad breaks the silence, "so cutter, how's everything at the program?"
"it's good sir. we're more gearing up for u18 worlds now but it's good."
"how's the team looking?"
"good. we have a really group of guys and we're all really excited about Germany and are hoping to medal for usa hockey. rutger was actually just named captain for worlds."
"that's good to hear. when are you guys leaving?"
"next week. thursday morning. I think it's the same day the women's team is leaving for wisconsin." he says. I nod and smile at him. he then adds, "I'm hoping the schedules line up so that I can catch some of the women's games but we're just gonna have to see."
mom and dad smile and Quinn does too. I hear Luke scoff and so I say, "what Luke?"
"nothing."
"you obviously have something to say so just say it."
"fine. why didn't you tell me that you were dating cutter? why did you tell Quinn and not me?"
"because I knew Quinn wasn't gonna overreact or try to meddle in my relationship."
"when I have I ever meddled in your relationships?"
I raise an eyebrow, "sophomore year when that kid from the football asked me to homecoming but then bailed on going with me 3 days before? I heard from his friends after the fact that you talked to him after practice one day and advised him against going with me or he was gonna get a visit from the u17s. you did the same thing in the spring for formal before covid hit."
"this is different because me and cutter are friends."
"no it's not. I don't have to tell you every little thing in my life. I'm almost 18 and going to college in 2 months for camp so I don't need to be telling you when I'm hanging out with someone or going on a date with them. just like how I don't need to do everything you do in your free time at umich. I'm a big girl and can make my own choices."
"ok settle down kids." dad says jumping in. jack mutters, "tell that to her. she's the one fucking luke's friend."
Quinn elbows jack and says, "not cool dude."
"say that a little louder jack." I seethe at him "I dare you."
"fine. I said that you should be the one to relax since you decided to fuck one of luke's friends."
"Jack Rowden watch your mouth and don't talk to your sister that way." mom scolds him.
"she's the one that's throwing her future away and then using us to get guys. it's not fair that we put in all this work to be good at something and she's just using that to get with a guy that's probably gonna break up with her as soon as they leave for college."
"Jack!" Quinn smacks him. even Luke is taken aback by jack's comment.
"you barely even know cutter jack. this has nothing to do with him and you know it. you're just pissed because I'm picking soccer and not hockey. everyone has expected me to play hockey and follow you guys because I'm a hughes but I want to play soccer. I want to do my own thing and make my own path because it's exhausting being the youngest hughes sibling, that only one who isn't playing hockey. I'm sick of seeing the headlines of 'eden hughes, the family disappointment' or 'eden hughes, are we sure she's not adopted' all because I decided not to play college hockey. leave cutter out of this, if you wanna be pissed at me for hanging up my skates then fine but leave him out of this because he has nothing to do with it."
"eden, it's fine. I kinda expected this."
"no it's not fine cut. just because he's pissed off at me doesn't mean he gets to talk to you like that. and suddenly I have no appetite anymore. excuse me." I say putting my fork down and going upstairs to my room.
a couple minutes later, there's a knock on my door. I hear cutter say, "eden, can I come in?" I open the door for him, and he hugs me tightly. I let out a shaky breath and relax in his hold. I mutter against his chest, "I'm sorry for them. they're assholes."
"it's ok. I'm not worried about them. are you ok?"
I shrug and just let him hold me for a bit before there's another knock on the door. Quinn says, "eden, it's just me. can I come in?"
"yea."
Quinn comes in and says, "I'm sorry about them. they really are asshats. and cutter, I'm sorry for how the spoke to you."
"thanks Quinn." cutter says. Quinn asks, "eden are you ok?"
"I'm just pissed off. they always do this."
"if it helps, mom and dad yelled them after you guys came upstairs."
"it does a little. I just wanna be with cut right now."
Quinn leaves quietly and cutter says, "wanna get out of here and get ice cream?"
"yes please. can we call Brady and rutger too?"
"if that's what you want?" he asks and kisses my forehead. I nod and he chuckles. "I'll call them. do you wanna change at all?"
"yea. do you have any hoodies with you?"
"there's one in the car. you know I'm gonna need some of these back before Germany." he says. I giggle and gently push him out of my room while I change. I throw on a random shirt and some shorts and then go out to cutter. we go downstairs and I say to mom and dad, "I'll be back by midnight. we're getting ice cream."
"ok. be safe." mom says and I smile as we walk out of the house to my car. cutter gets in the drivers seat and I can feel the anger and annoyance rolling off my back the farther I get away from the house.
jack and Luke are gonna have to do some serious groveling to apologize for how they treated cutter.
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atfisty · 1 month
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This is weird cause like Wuinn has been made out to be the villain to the golden child Tucker these last few weeks. And now he’s a sad boi with big momma Brooklyn coming in to help. And like when has Brooklyn been any kind of important on the main shows?
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theemporium · 2 months
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what kind of documentaries are coming out about hockey? i saw some clips with an interview with wuinn but is that part of a documentary?
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amazon are releasing one! they are following around ten players over last season and quinn is one of them!!
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neotrances · 1 year
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hi I’d like to know everything about the intricate relationships your cool lesbian ocs have with each other blz blz blz
to simplify it, quin and nyx like ianthe but ianthe doesn’t like nyx anymore and nyx is gaining a crush on quinn for reminding her of how her and ianthe were together and ianthe likes wuinn for being the person nyx never was
quinn wants -> ianthe
nyx wants -> ianthe
ianthe wants -> quinn
deeper explanation belowww
ianthe and nyx had a rlly stressful mutually abusive relationship that thru them being partnered as coworkers, when nyx goes missing ianthe changes a bit and realizes nyx isn’t healthy for her, ianthe meets Quinn and they r a more toned down image of her and nyxs relationship and actually try to help and understand each other, nyx whose stuck in the past and obsessive feels rivalry toward quinn and said rivalry makes her and Quinn fight often and that fighting reminds nyx of ianthe and she like . pavlov dogs herself into liking quinn too and quinn starts to like how sweet nyx can be when she likes someone and then ianthe notices this too and decides to give her another chance which throws everything out of whack again in a fucked cycle
nyx like all species from her alien race has visions of possible realities and futures, in many of nyxs visions ianthe betrays her, gets her killed, leaves her for dead, u get the picture, while these things didn’t happen in their universe or reality during the time her and ianthe were “dating” (neither made it official as they didn’t know they were lesbians at this point and just were rlly close and dependent on one another) she’d take out the anger and stress from that on ianthe and in turn ianthe would treat her coldly or argue self fulfilling prophecy type shit
quinn and ianthe are end game but it takes a lot of pushing and pulling from all sides bc nyx cant let anything go and wants everyone to be as miserable as she is, she is fully aware her existence is meant to be a stepping stone for ianthes destiny (saving earth) she just can’t accept her “duty” bc she wants ianthe to care that every other version of herself has used or left nyx behind, doesn’t help that nyx was an orphan either so she has major abandonment issues 😭
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