Bethany, 20’s, Enamored by Nico, Captivated by Quinn, and Endeared by Lukey
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@tfc-hockey I’M SORRY!!!! top 6 luke pics. to me
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devils need to implement a role call system
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↳ NICO HISCHIER PREGAME | SUI v. CAN | 5.25.24
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LUKEY LETS GO
1-0, us
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Protect these men with my life
THATS NICO HATTRICK HISCHIER TO YOU
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He is such a precious baby 🤭
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HATTY FOR NICO
4-2, us 🥳🥳🥳🥳
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HAPPY HUGHESBOWL TO ALL THAT CELEBRATE
I’m lucky enough to be able to say that I’m going to watch it in person and I’m ngl…I’m already flustered 🤣
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↳ NICO HISCHIER AT INTERMISSION | NJD v. EDM | 3.13.25
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I’m a Nico girly. I’m a Nico girly. I’m a Nico girly.
You write Quinn in such an angelic tone and it makes me fall in love with him more and more. Once again, you’ve done a beautiful job!
SO DAMN NEEDY
WARNINGS: absolutely none. Just some pure, sweet content.
PAIRING(S): Quinn Hughes x Fem!Reader
SUMMARY: in which Quinn Hughes is a surprisingly needy boyfriend.
Arms tightened their hold on Y/N as Quinn groaned, burying his head into her chest. Sighing, she glanced at the clock that was taunting her with the time. She tried her best to wriggle out of his grip, but his arms locked her in place again. Mornings with him always tended to be unproductive, he wasn’t one to give in once he decided on something and most mornings, he decided she’d stay in bed with him for as long as his heart intended.
"Quinn.” Y/N sighed, prodding at his shoulder, but he pretended not to hear her. She could feel the tiny smile on his lips against her chest. "Quinn, let go."
"No." He mumbled. It was an everlasting effort to try not to roll her eyes as he made the task harder than most. Pinching his arm, she glared at him when he jolted a little, staring at her in shock.
“Quinn, please.” Y/N sighed tiredly, but he could hear the smile in her voice. He could even feel it as her lips pressed against his forehead in a gentle kiss, but he didn’t let the soft touch of her lips bribe him into letting go. Instead, he was shifting more weight to press onto her as his face hid in the crook of her neck, pulling an exasperated groan out of her as she glared down at him.
“No.” He mumbled, latching onto her body tighter. “Stay.”
“I can’t, I need to get up.” Y/N huffed. “I’ll be late for work again.”
“Then be late. They can handle it without you, can’t they?” Quinn’s voice was muffled, his arms still wrapped firmly around her.
She couldn’t help but roll her eyes, pursing her lips as she looked down at the mess of hair under her chin as he tucked himself into her. It was a losing battle every morning, a constant back and forth that she knew she was powerless to win. At first, Quinn seemed like a distant guy. He seemed like someone she’d get lucky to even hold hands with, someone who liked to keep his space. At least, that’s what she used to think.
It didn’t take long after dating to realize he was quite the opposite. That he was clingy in the mornings, that he needed far too many kisses throughout the day to be normal, that he followed her around the house like a lost puppy, that he couldn’t sleep without her playing with his hair at night. It was funny at first, it was cute and made her just a little giddy that he was as needy as he was around her, but sometimes, like right now for example, it was just a little inconvenient, too.
Y/N rubbed over the bare skin of his back, feeling the rippling muscles under her palm. Letting out a content sigh, he nuzzled deeper into her, pressing a tiny kiss to her other hand when it laid on his cheek. “I really should get up.” She whispered.
“I missed you last night.” He mumbled. "Just wanna spend more time with you."
"Quinn, we spent the whole night together, what're you talking about?" Huffing, he gently guided her hand to his hair, leaning into her touch. She smiled at his ploy to get her to stroke through the strands, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead as she did.
"You didn't even talk to me, you just slept the whole time.” His voice was accusatory, as if she betrayed him for doing the norm and falling asleep. He frowned bitterly at the memory of being cut off by her soft snore while he was in the middle of a story.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Y/N rolled her eyes. "I’ll try not to do that next time."
"I’ll just have to wake you up if you fall asleep while I’m talking to you again.” He warned. She giggled, making him crack a smile, humming when she gently scratched at his scalp with her nails.
"Okay, drama queen." She joked as she watched as his eyes fluttered closed once more. “Quinn, you have to let go.”
“Don’t want to.” He grumbled, grabbing her hand and placing it over his head. Y/N sighed, yet here she was tangling her fingers into his tresses and scratching at his scalp. And really, she hated to admit it, but maybe it wasn’t entirely his fault that he was as spoiled as he was. She never seemed to really be able to fight against him, giving him exactly what he wanted no matter how many times she told herself not to.
“You’re so damn needy.” Y/N mumbled, slowly rubbing circles into his back as he sighed.
“No, I’m not.” Quinn murmured, and then his head tilted up and his lips tugged into a tiny pout as she pulled her hand away from his head. “Why’d you stop?”
“See?” Y/N chuckled, pinching his cheek affectionately. “Very needy.” Her hand moved to cup his face, rubbing a thumb over his stubble.
He pressed his face deeper into her palm, something that made her chest swell fondly as he closed his eyes and leaned into her touch. Sometimes, Y/N almost didn’t think it was the same person. The same person she’s watched shove heavy bodies into the glass boards couldn’t possibly be the one sprawled over her body right now, couldn’t be the one who whined for five more minutes of cuddles in the mornings as she was running late for work.
“Can’t you just call in sick?” Quinn grunted, plopping his head onto her chest, staring up at her as he propped himself up on his chin.
“No.” Y/N rolled her eyes. “You ask me this every morning. The answer is still the same.”
“If you loved me, you would.” He grumbled, glaring at her as she poked his curled lips with a giggle.
“Don’t I love you when I run late every morning for your extra cuddles?”
“Hardly.” Quinn’s scowl grew even deeper and his arms tightened around her. She felt his warm breath on her skin, sending a shiver down her spine. It was a battle she never wanted to win; his neediness was a comforting warmth she’d grown accustomed to.
“You’re so ungrateful.” Y/N flicked his forehead, chuckling as he clicked his teeth and swatted her hand away. “I risk my job for you every morning.”
“You don’t need it.” He insisted. “I’ll take care of you, and you can stay with me in the mornings. It’ll be a win-win."
“I don’t think being stuck under you is considered a win.”
“Oh, yeah?” Quinn chuckled, making her heart skip a beat. “You've never seemed to complain when you’ve been under me before." He said cheekily. And he was unfair looking up at her in that handsome way he did, throwing her a grin with a strand of hair loosely hanging across his face.
Y/N trailed her thumb along his cheeks and across his chin, tracing over his lips and under the crinkles of his eyes. For a moment, she thought maybe he wasn’t the only one who was needy. She thought maybe she needed him just as badly as he needed her, too.
“Quinn.” She groaned, throwing him a dirty look as he chuckled. “I really have to get up.”
“Just five more minutes, sweetheart.” He pleaded, throwing himself back onto her chest and snuggling against her, tucking his head under her chin. And when she kissed his forehead, he was sure he won just like always.
“You said that twenty minutes ago.” She raised an eyebrow.
“I mean it this time.” Quinn mumbled. It was a lie, she knew it as well as he did, but she didn’t think it was a morning without him clinging to her body until she was more than a little late. So with a fond smile and a roll of her eyes, she wrapped her arms around him as she kissed the top of his head, pulling the blanket over his body as he sighed in content.
“You’re such a liar.” Y/N chuckled, shaking her head as he smiled victoriously into her shirt.
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End of season for Jack 😭
jacky baby, I’m so sorry, rest up <333
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