huggybearhughes43

[huggybearhughes43]

Can you write like the smuttyist smut ever in life about Jack Hugh’s pleaseee

It was always you

Jack Hughes x Fem! reader

Summary- Jacks new girlfriend is a little overly jealous of reader. But then, turns out, reader has to break the news to Jack that she caught his girlfriend kissing another man.

Warnings- Smut, raw dawggin, creampie, mentions of jacks injury, cheating (don't do that), technically not public sex but very exposed.

Word count- 3.2k

Jack Hughes was injured.

I didn’t know whether to laugh or to feel bad, a little bit of both, I guess.

Jack was an asshole, everyone knew that. Especially me, I’d practically grown up with him. I never liked him, or course, but he was always there. Our mothers were inseparable, so I found myself at the lake house every spring break and summer since I was a kid.

Coming with that, was being stuck in the presence of Jack. I didn’t know what I did but all of his (many, many, many) girlfriends he’d bring to the lake house hated me. Every. Single. One. Maybe I was intimidating, or maybe they thought I was ugly. Who knows? They couldn’t be jealous because despite being in the same house as Jack, I spent my time bound at the hip with his older brother, Quinn.

The reaction I had to Jack’s injury replayed in my head. The smile on my lips when he goes head first into the boards perfectly explained the relationship we had. But the smile dropping when he didn’t stand up explained our parent’s relationship. I couldn’t sleep that night, nerves getting to me. Not for Jack, he has a hard head so I knew he’d be fine, but for his mom.

He’d gotten his surgery shortly after, Ellen assuring that everything was alright. I didn’t get this reassurance directly but through my mother. All was well, he was back to being an asshole, even more than usual without his hockey. Thus, all of the nervousness leaving as fast as it developed.

But as spring break rolled around, I dreaded the thought of my mom begging me to go to the lake house. I gave in Every. Damn. Time.

Which brought me here, slowly walking out of my front door. My two bags were over my shoulder as I dragged my feet across the pavement. I hear banging on the side of the car, my eyes look up.

“Hurry up, sunshine, we don’t got all day”

Jack fucking Hughes. I roll my eyes at his mean smile from the drivers seat. I fight the urge of flipping him off as I pass the window to put my bags in the trunk.

I flop down in the backseat, between my mother and Luke. I figured Quinn would be in the front seat but no, it was yet another unfamiliar girl. The drive was long, long, and even longer. When we arrived I was asleep on my mom’s shoulder. She shakes me off her shoulder to wake me. I sit up and rub my eyes. Once my hands drop my eyes catch Jack’s in the rearview mirror.

That’s weird.

Before I can say anything, Luke tosses me my bags and I get out of the car.

As pretty as i remember it. The lake house, I mean, the view had always been beautiful. I snapped out of my thoughts as I hear my name called and the second I look over, I’m wrapped up in arms and lifted off of my feet.

“Oh, y/n! I’ve missed you.”

This must be what heaven feels like- wait… no- hell. Definitely hell. No.. air- I’m let go.

“Jesus”

I rub my ribs as I’m sat down.

“Sorry”

A very smiley Quinn Hughes says from in front of me.

I haul myself inside and up to the room that was designated to me. This place was huge, everyone had their own room and there was still space for a quest room. I guess my family and I weren’t quite considered guests anymore. I’m greeted by the boys parents before I make it up the stairs.

Bored. Bored. Bored.

I change out of my sweats and into a more presentable outfit of a loose baby tee and some denim shorts. I braid my hair quickly and put sunglasses on the top of my head, full intention on convincing my mom to take photos for my instagram.

I take the last step off of the stairs, greeted with a scoff from the girl I didn’t even know the name of. I look her up and down before walking right past her. But not before I caught the eye of Jack behind her, his arms around her waist. I ignore it, walking outside to my mother.

My mom pushed me to stand on the dock, posing as she took photos, the golden glow of the setting sun shining against my skin. She has me sit down at the end, toes in the water as I look to the side. The side towards the house. The side towards the house that I could see an obviously pissed girl sitting next to Jack by the pool.

Weird…

I stand to take my phone back, interrupted by a heavy weight pushing against me and the next thing I knew, I was in the lake. I resurface to see my mom taking photos while giggling. I look to my side to see Quinn. I scoff playfully and splash him before hoisting myself back on the dock.

“You’re going to be the one doing my laundry”

I point down to my soaked outside and Quinn just laughs before following me back onto the dock. I thank my mom before taking my phone back and scurrying back inside.

I change quickly back into a comfortable outfit before returning outside. Quinn was stationed at the grill, Jack and what’s her face at the pool, and Luke in a deep conversation with our parents.

I sit down and open my phone, my eyes catching a notification.

“Quinn Hughes and his longtime best friend: Dating?”

I almost laugh as I click the notification. Amelia Blake. Huh? Oh. My eyes snap up from my phone, landing on Jacks girlfriend. I look back down at my phone. “Amelia Blake posted, two images attached.” I open the notification and my eyes widen at photos of Quinn hugging me earlier. No fucking way.

It is so on.

I stand to my feet, as I approach the pair, I realize she’s on a live video. Oh yes, yes, yes. Trevor must’ve rubbed off on Jack. So unfortunate.

“Hello everyone” she smiles “I’m at my amazing boyfriend’s lake house!” She tilts the phone towards Jack who forces a smile. Embarrassing. “I see rumors spreading off of the photos I’ve posted, and I’d just like to say-“

I cut her off before she can finish.

“Lying bitch”

And with a shove, she’s in the pool. Jacks eyes widen and he looks back at me. Something tells me he hadn’t seen the photos yet. I turn backwards as she reemerges. I don’t catch her words but I do catch that she is pissed. I walk back inside, sure that eyes were on me.

I don’t leave my room until Quinn knocks, telling me dinner was ready. I’m still mad, can’t deny that. I look up from my phone.

“You saw what she did, right? I didn’t start anything.”

He laughs and nods. Laughs? I didn’t find it funny. He shouldn’t either, I mean, just lowered his chances of getting a girlfriend.

“Don’t be pissed, our parents are on your side.”

“Oh”

And with that I follow him down to the dinner table which was already set. I sit between my mom and Ellen. Lucky me, Jack and Amelia were right across from me. Her once curled hair was now straight, her makeup melted off. Was anything real about this girl? She was pissed, livid, really. She was sitting in an oversized hoodie and shorts, jacks hoodie. Jacks New Jersey devils hoodie.

I take a bite of the food, if Quinn wasn’t a hockey player, I was sure he’d be a chef. I look up at Amelia.

“You’re sporting a team he’s not even playing for right now”

Ow, that’s what goes through my head when my leg is kicked under the table. My eyes narrow on an obviously guilty Luke as he looks away. But my gaze snaps back to Amelia.

“At least I’m dating someone who’s even capable of being successful.” She pauses “Well, at least I’m dating someone at all, you couldn’t even if you tried.”

My eyebrows raise, everyone was quiet.

“Really? Because you have all the fans thinking I’m dating a captain.”

Quinn covers his mouth, keeping composed instead of laughing. It would fuel the fire, so he held it in. Amelia scoffs and stands, storming off. I cross my arms and lean back, my eyes snapping to Jack. He was eating quietly, weird…

“Geez, Jack” his dad laughs, “where do you find these girls?”

“Sorry”

He mutters, eyes on me, before standing up himself and following after her. My eyes go to Quinn to make sure he heard that and he just shrugs. His dad’s word prove Quinn’s words from earlier, I’m so glad they were on my side.

The next morning, I’m greeted at the bottom of the stairs by a golden retriever. Oh, wait no, that’s just an overly energetic Trever Zegras.

“Hey Trev”

I give him a fist bump as I pass him. I’m wearing a white sundress today, my hair still braided from yesterday. I sit at the island counter with Trevor, catching up. Then my phone chimes, “Amelia Blake tweeted”. I’m about to sit the phone back down when another notification pops up, “You were mentioned in Amelia Blake’s post.”

I look at Trevor before I open the notification.

“@y/n.username is the definition of slut. I mean, not only is she flirting with the brothers but also their friends? How desperate.”

Trevor gasps and I look back at Amelia who’s sitting on the couch, tangled in Jack’s arms. He was quiet, too quiet. Did he know she posted that? He probably encouraged her. I shrug it off and tell Trevor it’s okay.

Then my mom announces the bright idea to go shopping in town.

And now I’m in the passenger seat of Quinn’s car, trying my best to avoid Amelia. I stay with Quinn the whole trip, if he didn’t care about the stupid rumor then neither did I. We all walk along the strip of shops together. Amelia practically drags the group into a makeup store and clothing store. I’m looking at bathing suits with the newly joined Dixie, which Trevor abandoned to go explore the store with Quinn.

I look up at the makeup section. Jack looked miserable, not that I cared or anything. Okay I sound like I’m in denial, maybe I care a little bit. Amelia was distracted and so I tell Dixie I’ll be right back. I walk next to Jack.

“Are you going to talk about what’s going on, or what?”

Jack looks down at me and sighs.

“I don’t know what you want me to say, I already apologized.”

So it’s about me? Why is this about me?

“You’re upset over me..?”

“She’s jealous because she saw some fan saying we’d be cute together.” He looks back up “you can go back to whatever you were doing.”

Right, that makes sense. No the fuck it does not. I backtrack and go back to Dixie.

I’m pretty silent for the rest of the trip. It ends with us eating lunch at a local cafe. I talk with Dixie about the whole time while eating. I pay to mind when Amelia excuses herself, Jack busies himself by talking to his brothers and Trevor. I excuse myself a little later to use the restroom.

I don’t know what I was expecting to see on the way to the bathroom but it was not Amelia kissing another guy. And I’m the slut? Makes total sense. When my anger fades from her, I can’t shake the aching feeling when I realize I have to tell Jack. I pull out my phone and snap a photo before going to the bathroom and back to the table.

Amelia is already back when I sit down. I contemplate posting the photo to ruin her reputation but then I remind myself of Jack who would be more than likely hurt. So I wait it out, I wait until we’re back home and everyone’s asleep.

I’m still thinking about whether or not to tell him as I sit by the pool with my feet in the water. I’m wearing a new bikini that I bought from the shop, deep red. I hear the door open and close but I don’t care to look back. Only do I look when then person sits next to me. Jack. I take a deep breath before speaking.

“This isn’t meant to hurt you but-“ I open my phone and scroll through the photos, showing him the one I took.

He shakes his head. He just shakes his head.

“Figured.”

“Excuse me?”

“No ones that jealous unless they’re reflecting”

He leans back on the palm of his hands and I go quiet, looking away. I set my phone down before speaking again.

“Why haven’t you been the typical asshole like you always are?”

“Mom told me you were worried,” he looks at me “when I got injured. I didn’t know you cared.”

My mouth opens but it closes before I can get anything out.

“I was only an asshole because I thought you hated me.”

“Oh”

“And besides, I was pretty pissed she posted that photo of you and Quinn. She did it because she was jealous. Shes so getting booted out of this house first thing in the morning.”

I hold in my laugh, as I look down at my lap. Jacks sits up and I speak.

“How do you really feel about me?” I look up at him “If you were only an asshole because you thought I hated you.”

He thinks for a moment before speaking,

“I had a crush on you when we were little.”

He admits.

“I guess being mean helped it but it never really went away. I guess admitting that, Amelia has every right no be jealous.”

“Not when she kissed that rando.”

I didn’t know what else to say. How could I when I just found out that a boy I thought hated me my whole life actually liked me? What? He shrugs and we just look at each other for a moment. I clear my throat and look away.

“Wanna make her even more jealous?”

Jack asks abruptly and I look at him like he’s grown two heads.

“What do you mean?”

“Let me kiss you.”

My eyes widen.

“Excuse me?”

Then he bursts out laughing.

“For a photo, I mean, she’d be pissed. Then you can post the one you showed me, ruin her reputation.”

Sweet, sweet revenge.

“Fine”

His lips were even sweeter.

He grabs my phone, not disconnecting our lips as he takes the photo. He only does when he looks at the screen.

“Good?”

He asks me and I nod, literally speechless. He tosses my phone aside on a lawn chair.

“So what-“

“Shut up.”

I cut him off and press my lips to his once again. I can feel his shit eating grin against my lips and his hands tangle in my hair. All my rational thoughts? Out the fucking window. I move and straddle his hips. He pulls away, the smile still on his face,

“Here?”

I don’t respond but instead I kiss him again. He doesn’t protest again when my hands slide under his shirt. He pulls it off, disconnecting our lips for only a moment. My eyes look down at his chest and torso. I’d seen it a million times but it was different this time. My eyes linger on a scar just above his collar bone, from the surgery.

I pepper kisses along it, careful to not put real pressure. The second I pull away, he pulls me back up to kiss his lips. His hands wander to the string of my bikini top, pausing.

“Positive?”

“Jack, please”

That’s all he needs before pulling the string, the top falling off of me. He wastes no time, craning his down to run his tongue along my chest.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited to do this.”

He mumbles before taking one of my nipples into his mouth, his hand cupping the other. He stays like that for a moment before switching. I practically melt into his touch, my hands tangling into his hair.

He pulls away, looking up at me as if asking me if I want to keep going. My answer is me reaching down and tugging his swim shorts down. A smirk plays on his lips as he helps me pull them down. His hands are fast to untie my bikini bottoms the second his shorts are down.

A week ago I would’ve laughed in someone’s face if they simply told me I’d be kissing Jack. But now? Now I was lining him up to me. I gnaw at my lip as we keep our eyes on each other, his hands grip my hips to pull me down onto him.

I hold his shoulders, carful to not touch the injury. I gasp as he bottoms out inside.

“Holy fuck-“

“I know, I’ve got you.”

and he wasn’t lying. He pulls my hips up and down on him, I didn’t even have to move myself. He throws his head back and holds himself up with one palm when I start moving myself.

He was big. Well, the biggest I’ve had. I roll my hips as I move up at down. The sight on his mouth slightly ajar and he watches me nearly throws me over the edge. That would’ve been embarrassing, surely he’d picked on me for it.

His fingers gripped harshly on my hip. The feeling of his dick dragging against my walls has me gasping his name. I wrap my arms around his shoulders, burying my head into his non injured shoulder. His dick twitches as he moans softly.

“Where-“

“Inside”

I gasp,

“I’m on birth control.”

He knew that, I just wanted to remind him. He doesn’t protest to the idea, a few more bounces and he does just what I suggested. The feeling of his warm cum sends me completely over the edge, my juices mixing with his.

I stop moving as just sit with him inside for a moment, my head resting on his shoulder. He sits up and wraps his arms around me.

“I’m so fucking stupid, it was always you.”

“Can’t disagree with that”

I smile lazily as I sit up. He rolls his eyes playfully before pulling both of us to stand up. He adjusts his shorts before grabbing a towel to wrap around me. He grabs my bikini before pulling me inside and up to my room.

We shower.

We dress.

We lay down.

We. I just fucked the guy I despised my whole life? Did I regret it? Fuck no.

I lay in his arms in the bed, scrolling through my phone when I remember the whole reason we were in that situation. I go onto instagram and post the photo on my story with the caption “She thought I had the wrong brother” I tag Jack then post.

I mute my phone before nestling into an already sleeping Jacks chest, falling asleep myself.

[huggybearhughes43]

I actually think this is the best thing I’ve ever read

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔. NSFW! 18+

luke hughes x reader

warnings: smut of course ;) | oral (m!receiving) | sub!luke | unprotected sex (guys pls wrap it before you tap it) | slight corruption/innocence kink?? | severe lack of proper aftercare | kind of a dark ending idk i’m a fiend

author’s note: this is my first time writing smut i’m so sorry in advance if it sucks LOL!! but i miss you guys I’ve been so MIA im sorry but i just wanted to write this to get back into the writing groove before i continued on w the next chapter of too sweet!! anyways i’m horny for luke bye

NSFW CONTENT BELOW THE CUT!

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who blushes a deep shade of red after telling you that he was a virgin. the two of you had taken a break from studying for your upcoming quiz, and you couldn’t help but want to pry into his personal life! other than being in the same class, you didn’t really know anything about him at all.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who averts your gaze as you express your disbelief, wondering how a gorgeous hockey player like him could possibly be a virgin. though you stopped yourself and smiled softly when you saw him getting embarrassed—he was so adorable.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who nearly dies on the spot when you look up at him with doe eyes and whisper, “i can teach you.”

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who hesitantly places his hands on your hips as you straddle him, your hands finding place on his broad shoulders. he can feel a chill run down his spine when you rub your hands along shoulders and down his arms, your acrylic nails scratching his skin soothingly.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who sighs in content when you lean in to pepper kisses along his neck, like your lips were made to be on him.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who lets out a small, almost inaudible whimper when you start to roll your hips against his, still lapping at his neck, leaving a trail purple marks all over. you’ll smirk when you feel his grip on your hips tighten, “s’okay lu,” your breath is hot against the shell of his ear when you whisper, “i’ll take care of you.”

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who’s slender fingers move upwards from your hips when you tell him that he can touch you. his cold digits dancing under your shirt along your waist and stomach, spreading goosebumps along your skin as they travel.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who looks at you with lust filled eyes, almost begging without words. he’s precious, and you can’t help but pull him in for a proper kiss.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who can feel himself getting impossibly hard while you drag your clothed cunt against his erection, all while dancing your tongue against his, saliva practically pooling out of his mouth. he just couldn’t get enough.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who sucks in a breath when you break the kiss to remove your t-shirt, saliva stringing from your mouths and you lift the fabric over your head, revealing that you weren’t wearing a bra underneath. god, its like you were plotting for this to happen. as he gazed at your chest with his mouth agape, you helped him to pull off his own shirt, revealing his tone body that he had built over the years.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who follows your lead as you guide him to lay down against your pink pillows. he’ll watch you intensely, not moving a muscle as you kiss and lick down his chest, inching closer and closer to the waistband of his sweats. “tell me to stop and i will.” he hears you say but he shakes his head, urging you to keep going.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who whimpers when you pull down the waistband of his grey sweats and start kissing and palming him through his boxers. you’ll look up to the most heavenly sight; his cheeks flushed, purple bruises littered everywhere, and his bottom lip tugged between his teeth as he awaits your next moves.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who feels like prey under your touch. you’ll pull both his sweatpants and boxers off fully, taking a moment to admire his cock, so pink and pretty as it stands ready for your touch. “you’re so pretty lukey.” you whisper as you reach out for it, making eye contact as you kiss his tip, before experimentally giving a few kitten licks, wanting him to get used to the sensation at first.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who lets out a strangled groan when you take him into your mouth, tongue flat against the underside of his cock while one hand is rested at the base. your free hand reaches to trace along his abs, feeling the way his stomach caves when you suck a bit harder. you’ll bob your head up and down, listening to the sweet moans that pour out of his mouth as if it was music to your eyes.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who tries his very best to form a coherent sentence amidst getting the best head of his life, “fuck…feels so good.” he cries, reaching his hands out to brush through your hair. you notice the way his breaths gets shorter, and his hips slightly jerking up to meet you halfway and you pull off.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who looks at you like he might start tearing up, beginning to ask why you stopped, but you’ll shush him by pressing a finger to his lips before wiggling yourself out of your shorts. “can i fuck you lukey?” he could’ve cum right then and there.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who almost salivates when you straddle him yet again, dragging the tip of his length along your cunt. you whimper when you rub his tip against your wet folds. “stop teasing me…” he whines and you can’t help but let out a small laugh at his already fucked out expression. “i’ll give you what you need, baby.” you coo before finally lining him up with your entrance and sinking down, manicured hands placed onto his chest for support as you struggle to take his length. hell, you could clearly see that he was big but it was another thing to feel him stretch out your insides. “fuck lu…so big.” you finally sink down all the way, feeling full like you never have before.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who bites his lip, concealing his moans when you begin to roll your hips, lifting up and down ever so slightly. you lean down to pepper kisses over the marks you had left beforehand, whispering sweet nothings as he wraps his arms around your back, practically engulfing you. “more…” his voice is deep as he begs and you begin to grind harder and faster, the position giving perfect friction to your swollen clit.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who just can’t help but thrust up to meet you halfway, large hands sliding along your spine, down to grip your ass, helping you move up and down faster.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who feels like he’s in heaven when you whimper in his ear, moaning how he’s being so good to you, “does it feel good? huh lukey?” you lift your head slightly to look him in the eyes and he nods quickly, “so good…”

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who can feel his orgasm inching closer and closer, “stop…m’gonna cum..” he whines when you grind down harder at his words. “s’okay. want you to come inside.” you lick at his ear and he can feel the heat growing in his abdomen, letting out an animalistic groan at your words.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who has one hand gripping your hair and one gripping your ass as he thrusts up into you, “m’sorry…” he says as he bucks his hips up into you and your eyes roll to the back of your head at his speed, feeling the pressure inside you snap as your orgasm washes over you, pussy practically convulsing around him. “mm fuck!” you cry out as he continues his movements, chasing his own orgasm.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who bites down on your shoulder when he cums, hips stuttering as he fills you up. “baby baby…” you moan before pulling him in for a heated kiss, still grinding your hips as you ride out your orgasms.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who lets out a shaky breath when you pull off of him, watching his cum drip down your legs. “did so good baby.” you whisper, grabbing your tshirt you hard discarded earlier and using it to wipe the cum off of your bodies. “did so good, you can sleep now pretty boy.” you place a kiss on his forehead before pulling your blankets over you.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who peeks over after you’ve fallen asleep, quietly getting up to put his clothes on and grab his things. he slings his backpack over his shoulder and walks over to your dresser, reaching behind a few of your books and grabs his phone. he stops the recording that he had going before looking back to make sure you were still asleep.

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who doesn’t feel bad when he quietly leaves your dorm, almost immediately opening imessage.

luke

shit was too easy

ethan

fucking told you lmao

she’s looks innocent but she’s a freak

luke

right? she even let me nut inside

ethan

wait whatt

she didn’t let me :(

⋆˚࿔ studybuddy!luke who you never hear from again after that night.

masterlist❣️

[huggybearhughes43]

Could you write Ethan x Draco x Remus x reader where they find out reader plays hockey

WHAT. Girl im gonna put your identity what in the world is THIS 😭😭😭

[huggybearhughes43]

Best friend Quinn doing a favour for reader and helping her take spicy pics for her only fans when she convinces him to get involved for some photos/videos by letting her suck his fingers or filming while she begs for him to touch her and play with her pussy (leads to smut)

Just me, okay?

A/n: this is also for the person who requested the number 13 for my drafts (unfortunately but also fortunately was not Nico Hischier, so sorry)

Warnings- smut, finger sucking, fingering, oral (fem!receiving), recording, daddy kink but only for the fans, raw dawgin but he pulls out

Summary- in the request but a teeny tiny bit different

Word count- 1.3k

Quinn’s sitting on the other side of my couch with my feet resting on his lap. His focus was on the tv that played highlights of his most recent game. The gears in my head were turning as I scrolled through my new subscribers on my only fans. I huff and puff realizing that I hadn’t posted anything in a hot second. Quinn’s eyes flicker to me and his brows furrow, “What’s wrong?” I explain to him and he sighs, “I can leave if you want?”

My eyes light up as a thought comes to my head, I was a genius. “Can’t you help me?” Quinns face flushes and I think for a moment that maybe I shouldn’t have asked that. Quinn and I had been friends since he got to Vancouver but we’ve never even shared so much of a peck on the lips. “Well- uhm, I mean… you don’t have to? I just-“ “I’ll help” he laughs, “What do you want me to do?”

My mouth gapes but then I close it, “Uhm, first help me pick out something to wear?” He leans back against the couch and nods. I get up and go to my bedroom just a few steps into the hallways that sprung from my living room. “Okay I have three choices.” I mutter before slipping into my room. I rummage through my drawers and find three sets of lingerie. A dark red, a dark green, and a blue. I figured I’d save the one he’d like the best for last.

I walk out of my bedroom with the green lace, it was close to sheer, you could clearly see anything if you looked hard enough. Quinn looks up, his face turning dark red, “I wanna see all of them before I choose” “yes sir” I turn back and change into the dark red one piece that had cutouts in just the right spots for access. The second I walk out Quinn hastily reaches for a pillow to place on his lap. I giggle and he clears his throat, “last one?” I nod and go into my room to change into the blue one, a blue that was almost the exact shade of his team colors. It too had cutouts, the top was sheer and the bottoms had a slit. Again, for easy access.

He groans at the sight but tries to cover it up with a clearing of his throat, “I like this one the best.” “Thought so” I smile and plop right down on the couch next to him and hold out my phone with it switched on video. He stands up and puts the camera right in front of my face, making me move to sit on my knees. Before he got the chance to ask, I pull his hand and stuff two fingers in my mouth. He takes this as his queue to begin recording. The second I hear the video start I begin to move my head back and forth, making seductive sounds around his fingers.

My eyes droop but I manage to look up, not at the camera but at Quinn. I stick my tongue out and pull his hand away, making sure I got the trail of spit connecting the two of us on camera. “Touch me, daddy…” I whisper, fluttering my eyes lashes at him. He has to bite his tongue to hold back any sound that threatened to escape and give away his anonymous position. His hand moves down to my throat, squeezing softly which earned a whine out of me.

Quinn slowly drops to his knees, spreading my knees apart. He makes sure to get all the good angles on the camera. His wet finds trail up my leg and he looks up at me to make sure it was still okay that he was the one doing it. I nod, my jaw slacking the second I feel his fingers poke at my entrance. I don’t mask my moans as he forces his thick fingers into my hole.

I’d never had another person help me with any of my videos. In reality, the whole concept was just for extra money, I hardly ever slept around with anyone. Quinn was the only exception, but he was a close friend anyways. My back arches off the couch when he begins to move his finger back and forth. He angles the camera so you could see the pleasure on my face as well as his fingers stretching me out.

The urge to moan out his name strained in my throat, his fingers pulling me over the edge. My legs shake and I moan loudly, “I’m cumming, daddy!” His fingers are soon coated in my cum. Quinn sat back on his knees, switching the video off before licking his fingers clean. “Quinn…” I whine when I see his dirty actions.

While I was catching my breath I failed to notice Quinn setting my phone up on the coffee table, recording the whole couch. I jump slightly and look down when I feel Quinn spread my legs again. "Tell me if you want me to stop" he days softly before dipping his head in between my legs. I throw my head back, my hands rushing to grasp Quinn’s hair.

His tongue moved strategically through my folds. He licked and slurped like he was a starved man. His skills plus the lingering past orgasm quickly catch up to me. “Quinn- I’m close again-“ his movements don’t stop. My back arches causing my cunt to press harder into his face as I cum all over his mouth. He pulls back, licking the juices from his lips, not wanting to let any go to waste.

“Lay down for me.” Without another word, I do. I never thought of Quinn this way but now that I felt it, I didn’t think I’ve ever felt anything better than him. He pulls off his shirt, followed quickly by his pants. He crawls on top of me, peppering kisses along my shoulders and collar bone sweetly. He checks the camera to make sure it was set up right. Once he got the confirmation, he looked up at me.

“Is this still okay? We can stop if you don’t want to go this far-“ “please,” I interrupt him, “I need you so bad Quinn.” He smiles goofily at my words and lets out a quiet, “okay.” Before spitting in his hand and reaching down to use it as lube. He lines himself up, slowly pushing in. I gasp and throw my head back.

Quinn smirks and once’s he’s bottomed out, he begins thrusting right away. He lifts my legs to rest on his shoulders, creating a new position to reach deeper. Quinn’s hands fall from my legs to rest next to my head, nearly folding me in half but providing me with something to hold onto. “You’re so fucking wet” I moan, trying to find the words to respond, “all for you.”

These words seem to be Quinn’s breaking point, his thrusts begin to be sloppy but harsher. “Fuck-“ he moans out, throwing his head back. The mere sight pushes me into my third orgasm of the night. My juices come out in squirts, soaking all the way up to his mid abs. The feeling causes Quinn to break. His abs twitch and he pulls out and jerks his cock harshly, releasing his load onto my stomach.

He reaches over to stop the video. His head turns to me and he smiles, “send this to only me, okay?” I smile and nod, “I will, can I post the other one?” He leans down and presses a soft kiss to my lips. “That’s what I was here for.” He sets my phone down and stands up, not bothering to redress quite yet.

I had an idea of what he was doing as he left, so I stay quiet. My suspicions are confirmed when he returns with a damp rag. He approaches and takes his spot back above me, wiping up the mess he made. The second he finishes, he tosses the rag somewhere that I didn’t care about before plopping down on top of me. I laugh and wrap my arms around him as we cuddle.

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Manager

Quinn Hughes and Nico Hischier x Fem! Reader

Warnings- smut, PinV, anal, hickeys, cum eating, oral (fem! Receiving), threesome

Summary- The manager from the New Jersey Devils is invited to celebrate the devils win with Nico but her best friend who happens to be the captain of the losing team wants to find comfort in her. When they all go to Nico’s, the boys have a different idea on what to do.

Word count- 3.2k

The sounds of blades against ice fills my ears as I attempt to scribble something down for my team. The score was 3-0 and it was only the second period, devils were winning of course. I could see clearly from across the ice that Quinn Hughes was fuming. Not only was his team losing but he was losing against his two little brothers. On the contrary, I look to my left and see Nico Hischier all sweaty and smiley. I laugh softly, moving to let him back on the ice. I only zone out for a moment until I’m brought back with the buzzer and cheers, my eyes focus on Quinn who has his head in his hands and I can already tell who scored.

The game finishes up with a devils win. I’ve already been friends with Quinn since I was a kid, his brothers were the reason I’d joined managing the devils team. It would’ve been the Canucks if it wasn’t 1/3 brothers there. The devils do their celebration on the ice and I take it as my queue to wait by the entrance of the locker room for them. As each one passes me they pat me on the back. Nico approaches lastly with a huge shit eating grin on his face, “you see that, y/n?” He nearly cheers. “You did good, Neeks.” He pat his back and turn to face him as he speaks, “hey, you wanna come over later? Celebrate maybe? We can have a few drinks or like I dunno.” He shrugs.

I smile and nod, “sure.” He doesn’t say another word as he happily makes his way into the locker room. I put my note pad in my purse and I walk to my office. The rink was nearly cleared out, silence filling the air. The second I sit down in my office chair a knock echoes on the door. “It’s open.” I speak out, expecting Nico to be at the door. My eyebrows furrow when I see the all too familiar face of Quinn Hughes. “Isn’t your team leaving right now?” He shakes his head and runs a hand through his hair, “I’ll meet them at the airport tomorrow or something.” He shrugs.

“So… why’re you here?” “Figured you’d be the person to go to when I’m stressed.” “Quinn…” he looks up with a surprised expression and laughs in a dull tone, “I didn’t mean it like that,” he pauses, “unless you’re offering.” “Quinn, Nico invited me to hang out at his place- I just-“ I’m cut off my a roll of Quinns eyes. “Nico this, Nico that, Nico is so fucking amazing.” He mocks bitterly, obviously still pissed off about the game. “Quinn…” I pout softly and lean back into my seat. He huffs and takes a step back, “I’m sorry for bothering you, I’ll just go-“ “Quinn” I repeat and stand up with a sigh.

“He wants to celebrate…” I whisper with a sorry look in my eyes. “Of course he does.” He shoves his hands in his pockets. “I’ll talk to him… stay here.” I feel a sudden ache in my heard for his hurtness. I walk past him and out the door, heading towards the locker room. I turn and run straight into a hard chest. I look up and step back, scratching my neck. “Sorry, Nico…” he smiles, “don’t be sorry” he assures in the accent that could make any girl weak in the knees. Nico knew that Quinn and I were friends and I knew Nico was the most understanding person ever… “Quinn is really upset-“ Nico’s smile falters but doesn’t go away, “He wants to spend time with you? Make himself feel better?” “I guess so, I just- I dunno I don’t wanna leave you but he’s really upset.”

“He can come over to my place” “I don’t think he’d like to celebrate his own loss” Nico laughs softly and shakes his head, “We don’t have to celebrate. We can watch a movie or something, maybe?” I smile at Nico, admiring how quick he was to include Quinn. “I- well, come with me.” I motion for him to follow me and he does. I go back into my office to see Quinn waiting in my desk chair. “Wanna go watch a movie at Nico’s place?” Before Quinn could respond, Nico appears just over my shoulder. Quinn shrugs, “I guess so.” He stands and I smile, I knew he would’ve preferred us to be alone but I figured he’d understand since the both of them wanted to spend time with me.

I tap on my steering wheel softly to the beat of whatever was playing on my radio all the way until I get to Nico’s place that I knew the directions all too well to. Quinn and I follow Nico inside his house. Quinn had never been here but of course I have, I lead Quinn to Nico’s couch. “Beds more comfortable,” Nico says from the kitchen in which he was getting a drink for each of us. I peer over at Quinn, wanting to know what he thought of it. “Do you want to?” He asks and I shrug “only if you wanna.” He smiles weakly, “I guess I’m okay with it.”

I grab Quinn’s hand and bring him to Nico’s bedroom that I hadn’t been in very many times. I plop myself right into the middle of the bed, Quinn taking his shoes off beside the bed before laying down on one side of me. Nico walks through the door and tosses a water bottle to the each of us. I hear a quiet, “thank you” fall from Quinn’s lips. “So what kind of movie are we feeling tonight, ladies?” Nico asks in attempt to lighten the mood. He can tell he failed miserably so he looks at Quinn, “what kind of movies do you like?” “What, you pity me so I get to choose?” “I don’t pity any team I beat, you guys just need to practice more.” Quinn sits up in disbelief, “You assho-“ “stop it!” I cut both of them off.

"Both of you shut up and sit down, I'll choose the movie." I scoff, I actually thought they'd get along. I take the remote from the side table before Nico laid down. I turn on a random movie in a genre that I knew the both of them would like, horror. I huff and lay back down in between them. For the first few minutes of the movie, they sat inches away from me. Though, as the movie went on they got closer and closer until Quinn finally laid his head on me, allowing me to wrap my arm around him. My black dress slacks that I was wearing suddenly became very uncomfortable.

Nico notices my discomfort fast, moving to whisper in my ear. "I have some night pants you can borrow." I look at him and nod, silently begging. He understands and stands up to get them for me. Quinn looks up at me from his resting place on my chest, "M'sorry I was acting like an asshole, just tense." I smile, "It's okay, Quinn. I promise." I reassure him. Nico comes back, tossing the night pants on my lap. I couldn't help but notice that he'd gotten rid of his shirt. He was now only wearing a pair or gray sweatpants that rested dangerously low on his waist. I mentally curse myself when I realize I was caught staring.

I couldn't be bothered to get up to change so instead I pull the covers over myself as Nico rests himself back onto the bed next to me. If I didn't trust both of these men I absolutely would not be doing this. I unbutton my slacks and pull them down before pulling the night pants up. I lean over Quinn and toss the pants into a hamper, knowing I'd get them back sooner or later. I lay back down and feel way better, now able to focus on the movie that I'd already missed the beginning of. Quinn takes his spot back in my arms and Nico decides to get comfy as well.

Nico rests one of his hands under the sweater I was wearing and onto my stomach, resting his head on my shoulder. I never would've thought I'd be sandwiched in between my two best friends. I can't help to get freaked out over the movie I turned on, my instincts making my heart beat faster at any sound I heard. I guess my brain forgot about the two very strong men on either side of me. One particular jump scare on the screen made me feel as if I almost jumped out of my skin.

Nico sat up a bit, pinching his lips shut to keep himself from laughing. "Shut up," I huff and shake my head. "Sorry, pretty girl." He laughs to himself and lays back down. I can't help but let my face heat up at the nickname. His hand never left its spot on my stomach, I'm now finding myself increasingly aware of his calloused fingers drawing shapes on my soft skin. It doesn't help when I feel Quinn move his hand to rest on my thigh.

They had to be reading each other's minds, there was no way they weren't both planning something. I subconsciously move my hips, neither boy failing to notice. A soft pout falls on my lips as I notice the problem forming in my pants. Nicos hand hikes further up under my shirt, his finger running on the wiring on my bra. I don't say anything though, hoping they'd continue their movements.

Only when I felt Quinns hand slowly inch to my core, I got my confirmation on what they were doing. "Quinn..." I whisper softly and he shushes me. His fingers finally reach my core and I suck my bottom lip between my teeth. He faintly rubs just enough where I felt like I needed to whine to get him to touch me harder, but I don't. Quinn pulls the covers down so he can see what he is doing. Due to Nico's hand, that was now cupping my clothed breast, my shirt was riding up already.

"Guys..." I manage to squeak out. "Don't worry, we've got you." Nico says into my ear. I knew they'd stop if I asked them to, but that's the last thing I'd ever want to ask. "Neeks..." "I know, I know." he lifts me to sit up so he can pull my sweater off. His fingers slip around me to unbutton my bra and slip it off, my upper half becoming completely bare to my two best friends. Nico pulls me to lay back down, his lips finding home in pressing sloppy kisses on my chest.

Quinn becomes bold from seeing my naked upper half so he loops his fingers into the waist band of the night pants that Nico let me borrow. He slowly and teasingly pulls them down with my panties. My jaw falls slack at the feeling of Nico reaching my nipple, sucking it into his mouth. Soft whines fall from my lips, my right hand slipping and tangling into his soft hair. As he continues his movements, I move my hand down his back, touching any of the skin of his that I could reach.

Quinn moves up further in between my legs, his soft breath teasing my wet folds. I push my hips down, trying to press myself against his mouth but I fail. "Needy girl," Quinn teases cruelly. His eyes meet mine and his go soft, my soft smile peaking onto his lips. He darts his tongue out to press against my sensitive clit. I gasp and roll my head back in pleasure. It's more than just his tongue now, it's his whole mouth devouring my sopping cunt.

"Need more," I manage to whimper out through the pleasure of their mouths. Nico laughs against my flesh, "Could've asked us for this a long time ago." I don't respond, I can't. "Cum on my tongue and we'll give you more, baby." I just manage to nod. I don't protest as I already feel like I’m going to explode from the pressure. My back arches as tears form in my eyes, my release getting closer and closer. My eyes go white as I feel myself release on Quinn’s tongue.

I can feel his smirk against my cunt as he laps up any juice that spilled from me. He continues his movements to allow me to ride out my high then he pulls away. I look down at him to see him lick his lips with a stupid smile. “You taste amazing” he whispers. The second I catch my breath they’re both pulling away. Nico must of noticed my alarmed expression because he laughs and grabs my hand to press it to his chest.

While Nico does that, Quinn stands up to pull his own shirt off and unties his black sweatpants to pull them down along with his boxers. “Who do you want first?” Nico whispers and I pout with a shrug, “I dunno.” He smiles down at me as if he were admiring my fucked out expression. I look down and notice Quinn moving in between my legs. He moves his hand in front of my mouth, “spit” and I do, right into the palm of his hand. He smirks and brings it down to pump his dick, using it as a lubricant.

“Do you wanna keep going?” Quinn looks up at me for confirmation and I nod fast, “please” and so he lines himself up with my already sopping wet cunt. He goes slow, not wanting to risk hurting me. I moan out loudly, turning to bury my face in Nico’s abs. He laughs and runs his hand through my hair. The stretch is almost unbearable but the second I grind my hips down, Quinn begins his movements. I bite down softly against Nico to hold down my moans and gasps.

He snaps his hips harshly against me, his skin slapping against mine with every thrust. I roll my head away from Nico, my face being full of pleasure. “Think you can take me too?” Nico whispers to me, his fingers running softly over my face, collecting tears to wipe them away. “W-what?” “You can say no” he assures and I shake my head, his words finally clicking in my brain. “J-just-“ a moan from my lips interrupts me, “just go slow.” I manage to spit out and he nods.

Quinn seems to understand what he means so he pulls me with him to lay on our sides. I could hear Nico’s pants fall to the floor just before he slots himself behind me, his lips just behind my ear. His hands run softly on the soft flesh of my ass, his fingers slowly making their way to my tight hole. He leans down to spit, running his finger over me before dipping his finger in the tightness slowly. He takes his time to stretch me out as Quinn holds me tight, fucking me harshly.

Once Nico thinks he’s done a good enough job he spits in his hand and jerks himself for only a moment before lining himself up. He gives Quinn a look and it’s like they are telepathic because Quinn slows down and stops. This allows Nico to slowly push in, careful to not hurt me. He sits there for a long moment, waiting for me to say something. “Please… move” I whine and Nico presses a kiss to my shoulder before doing what I request.

The two boys fuck my holes in sync. My eyes allow tears to flow down my face, I’d never experienced pleasure like this before. The stretch from Nico’s thick dick fills me with even more bittersweet pleasure. My jaw falls slack and I can’t even think straight. The two men fuck me dumb, I can’t manage to say anything or even think anything as they ruin my holes. But I can’t find the mind to even care.

Quinn’s the first to press his lips to mine, his eyes pinched shut tight as he sloppily kisses me, exploring his mouth with my tongue. Nico presses his lips to my neck, sucking harsh marks onto my neck and the parts of my jaw he could reach. Quinns thrusts falter, moving slowly as if he were savoring the experience, as if he were holding out on his orgasm so he didn’t have to pull out of me just yet.

I realize what was happening and I pull away to speak. “Y-you can cum in me… I’m on the pill.” I reassure and as if those words set him off, his cum coats my walls in warm spurts. His moments don’t falter though, his dick fucking the sperm further into me as Nico matched his thrusts. I was so close that I could taste it. “I’m gonna-“ “go ahead, baby girl” Nico whispers and with his words I coat Quinn’s dick with my cum.

The tightening of my orgasm pushes Nico over the edge and he fills up my ass, the sounds coming from the pair made me think that maybe I wouldn’t care too much if my birth control didn’t work. I slow down to a stop but don’t make a move to pull out. We just sit there like that for a few minutes while we come down from our high. “Thank you.” Quinn whispers, resting his head right in front of mine. “Guess you feel better then?” Quinn nods and I smile. “Glad you feel better, princess” Nico reaches over me to jokingly and softly slap Quinn before getting up.

Quinn rolls his eyes as Nico walks into his bathroom to get something. He comes back with a damp rag in his hand. He leans over me and wipes my fucked out holes clean, the sensation sending a shiver down my spine. I presses a kiss to my shoulder and throws the rag in the hamper. I sit up and rub my eyes before attempting to stand up. I nearly fall but I catch my balance and walk towards the bathroom.

I leave the door open as I look in the mirror and my jaw drops. There were deep purple marks scattered all over my skin that even a turtle neck wouldn’t be able to cover. “Nico Hischier, I’m going to kill you.” I hear him laugh from the bed and I huff and walk back into the room. The discarded movie was just now ending and I cross my arms and furrow my brows. “Will you two get along now?” They turn to look at each other and they shrug, looking back to me. “Only if we get to keep you.” Quinn smiles brightly.

I huff and crawl back in between them, “I wasn’t planning on taking myself away.” I don’t care to cover myself by the blanket, I just lay on my back in between them. Nico turns off the lamp on his side table and resumes his original spot, his hand on my stomach and head on my shoulder. Quinn does the same, his hand on my thigh and head on my chest. “Get some sleep, the both of you.” “Yes ma’am” one of them says but I can’t quite make out who as I fall into a deep sleep.

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Dom Ethan finding out his shy best friend likes to read spicy hockey books and it leads to smut

Really, smut?

A/n: So… I’m alive

Warnings- Friends with benefits, oral (fem! Receiving), that’s basically it

Summary- in request

Word count- 1k

Ethan hiked up the stairs of his best friends apartment. Practice sucked today and he really really needed to see her before he actually went ballistic. He flops his duffle bag down before knocking on the door. He hears a soft ruffling and a creak to notify him that she was looking through the peephole. A quiet yet excited, “oh!” Was heard through the door which already began to cheer Ethan up. She opens the door with a bright smile, “Hi Ethan!” She can already tell he’s upset but she figured since he was just at practice she already knew why. She realizes she’s standing in front of the door and she moves out the way to let him in.

He picks up his bag again and moves it inside, muttering and quiet thank you as he walked past her. Her nose scrunches as she closes the door and looks back at Ethan, “stinking up my whole apartment with that bag.” He smiles brightly, his mood already being way better than before, “Sorry, Princess.” She rolls her eyes at the nickname and sits down on her couch that wasn’t too far away. There was a book on the side table that Ethan couldn’t quite make out the cover of but he didn’t think anything of it knowing his friend’s tendency to read.

He plops down on the couch next to her and steals the remote to change the channel. “Hey-“ she begins to protest him changing her drama show but he loops at her with an exaggerated pouting face and she crumbles. “Okay, fine.” She huffs and magically the pout turns into a big smile while he turns the channel to a New Jersey Devils game. He turns his head with a random curious surge to look at his book. A look of confusion washes over his face as he picks up the book and examines the cover.

“You read books about hockey?” She looks up from her phone and her face contorts to one of slight horror at the book named “icebreaker” in his hands. “Uh…” she thinks of something to say but he doesn’t wait for her words and flips to a random page. “Wait! Ethan-“ she reaches to yank the book away but he’s quick to pull it out of her reach as he begins to read aloud, "That isn't a yes. Do I need to get on my knees and beg you, Anastasia? Is that what you want?” She shakes her head and laughs. "The only time I ever want to see a grown man on his knees in front of me. Nate, is when his face is in between my legs. So no, I don't want you to beg me."

Ethan’s wondering eyes peek back at his best friend, audibly laughing when he sees her red face in her palms out of embarrassment. “What? Do you think the same, y/n?” He jokingly falls to his knees in front of her, abandoning the book onto the couch. “Ethan please get back up” she whines and he just shakes his heads and laughs. “No can do, not until you answer me.” She peaks between her fingers to see Ethan Edward’s on his knees right in front of her knees with puppy dog eyes. He was clearly faking it, in her six years of being his best friend she knew for a fact he wanted to burst out laughing right now.

“Come on, Ethan” she nearly begs him to get back to his feet but he shakes his head. “I’m supposed to begging right now. Or, no wait- should my face be in between your legs.” He teases and y/n just shakes her head but stays silent. “You aren’t saying no.” “Ethan-“ “tell me to stop and I will” he shrugs softly and almost smirks when he doesn’t hear any protests. “Ethan…” “yeah?” “Please” the word slips out as if instinct. “Yes ma’am” he kisses each knee before slipping his hands to tug at her sleep shorts.

They’d never gone this far before. Sure, they’d made out a few times and left a few marks but they’d always stopped after that. Still, it felt natural for Ethan to be this close. What harm could it result in? Everyone on campus already knew they were a thing, so what did it matter?

Ethan slipped her shorts off along with whatever underwear she was wearing under. He pushes her knees apart to get closer. “If I knew you fantasized about this kinda stuff I would’ve done this a lot sooner.” He smiles softly from between her legs and she finally lets her hands fall into his hair instead of covering her face. “Ethan…” “I got you, baby.” His eyes don’t break contact with hers as her dives his tongue into his best friend’s tight hole.

“Oh~” she throws her head back, finally breaking the eye contact as he laps at her. She could feel the smirk against her at her reaction. She nearly bit her bottom lip off at the attempt to keep her sounds away from her neighbors ears. With just the mere feeling of his tongue she was already teetering the edge of her orgasm. She tugs harshly at his dirty blonde hair and he knew immediately why. She looks back down at him, their eyes connecting once again. His moments don’t falter, his mouth pushing her over the edge.

He continues his moments to both allow her to drag out the orgasm and to collect all the juices he could on his tongue. He pulls away with a goofy smile, “you taste amazing.” She rolls her eyes and tugs at his shirt. “Can you get up now?” “Oh come on, don’t pretend that wasn’t amazing” he stands up and sits back next to her, helping her back into her shorts. “Not my point” “see, I knew it.” She can’t help but smile at his goofy and happy expression. “What if I told you people imagine you as the main guy in that book?” Ethan smirks, “what if I told you I already knew that.”

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I’m a tumblr ghost oooooooo 👻

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Are you ok!!!! Hockey season is starting my girl!!!!!

Yalllll I’m sorryyyyyyyyyyy I need to get back into the habit of writing!!!

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You mentioned your life has been eventful lately! I hope it’s been good eventful 😁 and if not then I’m sending some good energy your way

Thank you!!!! My life’s been a back and forth between being with my bf and working so I’d say pretty good eventful but once I get time to myself I’ll be sure to write the requests!!! :)

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I feel like you’ve missed so much!!! Did you see the Hughes are the NHL 25 cover athletes?? 🥳🥳🥳

Yessss omg I was so ready to rub it in my bfs face, he’s a D1 Hughes hater cus he’s a canes fan 💀💀

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I swear to god everytime I check your tumblr and see your profile icon it makes my day way better 😂😂😂 Quinn lmao🤣

He’s just so girlboss slay

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Are you ok!

I’m alive 🙏🙏

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Hi friend! How have you been? I feel like it’s been a hot minute since you’ve posted anything on here and we miss you

I lowkey forgot abt tumblr guys 💔💔 my life has been so eventful lately… I’ll definitely get back on a routine for you guys tho don’t worry!!