#elias quintin

[unfortunate-arrow]

𝓔𝓵𝓲𝓪𝓼 𝓠𝓾𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷 & 𝓑𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓪 𝓞’𝓡𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓴𝓮 | HP Victorian Era

→ my half of an aesthetic trade with @amerrymystery

[starsandhughes]

i have suddenly found peace

[hughesluv]

Flower Girl | Quinn Hughes

quinn hughes x fem!reader quinn finally musters up the courage to ask out the cute girl who owns the florist shop down the street. (words: 1.3k)

a/n: first post and first writing! hope you enjoy reading <3

The second Quinn laid his eyes on you, he knew he was a goner.

You newly opened a florist shop down the street from Quinn’s apartment to which he had stumbled into Mother’s Day morning. You noticed him wandering around, looking at various flowers, but yet to choose one. His widened eyes and dumbfounded expression revealed his lack of knowledge on flowers.

“Would you like any help?” you offered with a smile. His gaze redirected from the plants over to you- who was probably the prettiest girl he had ever seen. He admired every inch of your face from your perfect smile to your piercing eyes. Red flooded your cheeks as you watched him scan your face.

“That’d be nice.” he responded, placing down the pink tulips in his hand.

You showed him around your shop, pointing out Mother’s Day favorites for flowers and the prettiest bouquets in store. After minutes of contemplating what his mother would like, he finally decided on an arrangement of daisies and lavender.

“Good choice.” you complimented while cutting and wrapping the flowers. He blushed while pulling out his credit card and offering it to you. “No need to pay, these are on the house.”

“I can’t allow you to do that,” he argued, urging his card out towards you. You smiled at his politeness, still declining his payment. Any other customer would’ve taken the free flowers in the blink of an eye, but he didn’t. The simple gesture sent butterflies into your stomach,

“I insist! In a way you already paid me.”

His brows furrowed and curiosity painted his features, “In what way?” he questioned. A small grin graced his lips. You took this moment to really observe the features of the man whose name you were yet to know. You’d be lying to yourself if you thought he wasn’t truly handsome.

You brought your finger to your lips, tapping on them as if you were pondering telling him. He chuckled and rolled his eyes playfully. His laugh set off even more butterflies in your stomach. It was the type of laugh that could cheer anyone up, even on a bad day.

“By allowing me to help out a cute customer.” pink colored his cheeks all the way up to the tips of his ears. Was he imagining that you just hit on him? No, he couldn’t have.

You giggle at his reaction, eyes admiring the adorable color that coats his face. “I’m Y/N, by the way.” Y/N… that might’ve been the prettiest name Quinn had ever heard. Your name was just as breathtaking as you.

“I’m Quinn- Quintin.” he blurts out, mentally kicking himself for telling you his whole name. A toothy smile adorns your lips, revealing the dimples on the sides of your cheeks. Quinn mentally captures the moment, wishing he could take a photo of your gorgeous smile.

“Well then I guess I’ll see you around, Quinn-Quintin.” you tease playfully, pulling an embarrassed smile out of the boy. He thanked you, accepting the flowers from your hand and exiting the store.

Since that day, Quinn made up excuse after excuse to go into your shop again. He’d visit at least once a week- sometimes more- and buy flowers. The gorgeous bouquets now decorated almost every counter in his apartment as a constant reminder of you. His roommate, Elias, teased his sudden obsession with the arrangements, but Quinn brushed it off.

Over the weeks of him visiting your store, you learned more and more about him. He told you about his career as an NHL player in which you told him about why you started your floral business. As he kept uncovering more facts about you, he fell in love with you even more. He needed to do something about his longing crush; he needed to ask you out.

Quinn walked through the store doors, causing the doorbell to chime. “There's my favorite customer!” you exclaim as you see him. He smirked at the praise, only adding to his already huge ego. “And to what do I owe the pleasure?” you quirk an eyebrow, earning a hardy laugh out of the eldest hughes.

“I need your advice,” he begins. You lean against the counter and urge him to continue. “I have this, well, crush…” his eyes glue to the floor, wondering if he should be doing this. “And I don’t know how to ask her out.”

Your smile slowly fades. You thought Quinn had liked you, and that’s why he was always purchasing flowers, but you guess you were wrong. Your ego deflates as you feel like such an idiot. However, you don’t let your smile fully drop, you mask it and attend to Quinn as a friend.

“Well, does this girl like flowers?” you inquire, hopefully covering your sudden displeasure.

he nods, “She’s obsessed with flowers.” Great, so his crush also shared a liking of flowers. If only you had made a move on him first, considering his type of woman was either florists or borderline florists.

“Get her flowers, then. That’s a perfect way to ask someone out.” you smile, turning around and busying yourself with random items. You wish he got the hint and bothered someone else with his lady problems.

“That’s going to be perfect,” he beams. His sudden happiness feeds the green-eyed monster inside you. “What flowers should I get for her?” it almost feels belittling as he continues to annoy you with questions.

You roll your eyes while responding, “I don’t know, Quinn. It’s been a busy day and this is the last thing I want to do right now.” you avoid making eye contact with him as you trace the rim of your coffee cup with your finger.

He notices the edge to your tone. You clearly weren’t hiding the fact that you didn’t want him here. Insecurity washes through his body. What if you didn’t like him back? or even worse, what if this ruined your friendship? He pushes his negative thoughts to the back of his head, continuing on with his proposal.

He takes a deep breath, turning around and scanning the flowers displayed. One particular flower caught his eye- baby’s breath. Days ago you had mentioned your favorite flower was baby’s breath. You liked how minimalistic but stunning it was. You even went on a rant about how it was so underrated and how it clearly trumps the classic red rose. He smiled at the memory, grabbing a bouquet of baby’s breath flowers, and making his way back to the counter.

You divert your attention from your phone over to the floral Quinn held in his hand. Was he trying to make you jealous? He got your favorite flowers and was giving it to another woman? You felt pathetic and used.

You scoff as he hands it to you with a wide smile. It’s loud enough for him to hear, but he ignores it. Nonetheless, you cut, wrap, and tie the flowers as normal. Even if you were upset the flowers weren’t for you, you still had the decency to make them look nice. Silence filled the room as you handed the plants to him, sending him a half smile. “Hope she likes them.” you mumble.

Quinn thanks you, turning around and almost immediately turning back again. He holds out the flowers to you with a devilish grin.

Your eyes flutter back and forth in between him and the bouquet, “Is something wrong with them?” You ask. Confusion graces your features.

He shakes his head no, licking his lips, and speaking again, “Y/N, would you like to go out with me?” your eyes widen and mouth falls agape. He was never planning to ask another girl out, it was always you. “Ever since I met you, I thought you were the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen. After getting to know you, now I know you’re not just the prettiest girl, but you’re also the funniest and most exciting girl I’ve ever met. It would mean the world if you went out with me.”

Your hands cover the toothy smile on your lips, “I’d love to go out with you, Quinny!”

[dmercer91]

ebug's sister, dm91

taglist, @whenmypartysover

part one / part two /part three / part four / part five / part six / part seven / part eight / part nine / part ten /

blakefriarr_

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blakefriarr_: step one: meet lhughes

step two: witness television broadcast in which lhughes score ot winner

step three: fight jhughes for rights to lhughes

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pinned! blakefriarr_: ellen liked i can die happy

jackhughes: you cannot have my little brother blake

→ blakefriarr_: try and stop me

lhughes_06: i for one think jack should let you take over

→ _quinnhughes: she made you the mac and cheese dish?

→ lhughes_06: quinn now is NOT the time

→ blakefriarr_: cookies too

→ _quinnhughes: i better get cookies

→ jackhughes: this isn't hurtful at all

→ blakefriarr_: i know how to cater to my target audience (picky eaters with bottomless pits for stomachs)

dawson1417: you know what i'm here for

→ blakefriarr_: bro 😭😭😭😭😭 

��� blakefriarr_: i've got, like, car insurance and gas and student loans

→ dawson1417: you also hate your job

→ blakefriarr_: i also hate planes

→ dawson1417: that argument makes no sense you already agreed to come up on your week off

→ blakefriarr_: hear me out

→ dawson1417: eyeballs are listening

→ blakefriarr_: i do the one week like we planned originally

→ dawson1417: right and then you never leave

→ blakefriarr_: incorrect

→ dawson1417: my eyeballs hated that

dawson1417: on another note you looked so pretty when you had jack in a headlock

→ jackhughes: HEY

→ blakefriarr_: thank you i try

nicohischier: this explains why i just found jack face down into my living room carpet

→ blakefriarr_: surely you know how to cheer him up

→ nicohischier: for the last time, jack and i are not dating

→ blakefriarr_: you and i both know this is not the last time, neeks.

ryangraves27: you should come to canada with dawson

→ blakefriarr_: mercer you give gravy his phone back right this instant

→ dawson1417: how’d you know

→ blakefriarr_: for one i could feel the tone of the comment and for another gravy would never want me in the same country as him

jj.friar31: what is my life

→ jj.friar31: what’d you do last night man? oh not much just hung out with my sisters friends (the new jersey devils!) and watched her ko jack hughes like it was nothing

→ blakefriarr_: ahagahheheheg

adamfantilli: am i not enough for you

→ blakefriarr_: you live all the way over there

→ adamfantilli: the betrayal is unreal

→ blakefriarr_: stfu <3 love you

→ adamfantilli: ouch. love you too

dougieham: did you win

→ blakefriarr_: what a dumb question of course i won its jack

_eliaspettersson: if jack doesn’t give you luke could i interest you in another elias pettersson (rookie edition)

→ blakefriarr_: i would be interested in rookie elias pettersson and long lost hughes brother cole mcward if in stock

→ _quinnhughes: you’re not getting cole

→ blakefriarr_: nobody asked you quintin

drayanewman: i have something inappropriate to say

→ blakefriarr_: do elaborate

→ drayanewman: … no

→ lhughes_06: wait no elaborate

→ blakefriarr_: ohhhhhhhhhh i am going to be so annoying about this

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[bitchinbarzal]

worth the wait | Q Hughes

summary: part two of again

part one

-

i never meant to hurt you

i’m really sorry, please call me back

i can’t stand you being mad at me in silence, please scream at me or something

You read through the texts Quinn had been sending for days before you replied for the first time.

i have nothing to say to you, Quinn leave me alone.

He felt defeated, he didn’t know what to do.

Quinn left it a couple days, after a talk with Elias and how much his constant messages were hurting you.

It all became more real to Quinn when he didn’t see you sitting in your usual spot at the next home game. He didn’t play well that night.

In the locker room he heard Bo asking about you to Brock.

“Yeah man she’s good, she’s in New York with Liam just now he had to get back for work” Quinn clenched his jaw, trying not to say something he’d regret.

Later that night while he lay in bed alone in the dark he sent you a text

it’s rich that you’re mad at me when you’ve run off with stupid Liam the first chance you got! hypocrite!

And he fell asleep. To only be rudely awaken the next morning by his phone buzzing next to his head. He blindly grabbed it and pressed the answer button.

“Hello?”

Hypocrite?! are you fucking serious? How dare you speak to me like that!

Quinn’s heart rate fastened and he sat up in his bed, stuttering.

“y/n! I-“

Don’t you ever, ever speak to me like that again. You fucked up Quintin no doubting it. You slept with a fan and you broke my heart — I’m not looking for an apology because we weren’t together but I never want to speak to you again.

“Please just-“

Goodbye, Quinn

and the line went dead. He sighed, staring down at his screen at the picture of you he had as your contact photo before he clutched the phone and threw it across the room.

Quinn sat in bed feeling sorry for himself for the rest of the day, a rare day off usually spent doing fun things now spent in his own pity party.

You returned to Vancouver the following week, your time avoiding responsibilities in New York with your ex were over. Liam had been great company and a way of avoiding your responsibilities but you knew you had to go home.

You’d managed to avoid most of your mutual friends, ignoring when they text and never taking up Elias’ offer for game tickets.

That was until he told you he was only one goal away from a 200 goal record therefore you had to be present.

You were sitting in your regular seat, alone with a Diet Coke in hand and popcorn too watching the pre-game you’d seen so many times.

The game got off to not such a brilliant start with the Rangers up two by intermission but Bo recovered along with Petey who finally got his 200th.

You screamed, leaping up from your chair and celebrating alongside the fans surrounding you.

The game came down to overtime, the numbers running down rapidly and right before the buzzer.

slap shot — the buzzer.

Quinn had scored the overtime winner.

You didn’t stand up to celebrate that one. Quinn, surrounded by his teammates on the ice looked to the stands and watched you walk up the stairs of your section and leave.

He wishes he could’ve ran out and caught you, to see you but he had media and would most likely be at the arena for a few more hours.

You made your way home, not before texting Elias a congratulations.

You lay on the couch, flicking through instagram and TikTok all night. Desperately trying to get your mind off Quinn.

Your plan was working until just after midnight he was stood on your door step.

You opened the door, immediately throwing it shut to only have it stopped by his right foot jammed in between the door and the frame

“I’m not taking no for an answer anymore — you’ve got to listen to me!”

You scoffed “I don’t have to do anything Quinn!” Throwing the door open, it rebounding off the wall behind.

Quinn stared you at, eyes wide and blinking slow “I- please”

His buff demeanour melted and was once again replaced by that soft, shy boy you knew.

“I love you” it all the said, you rolled your eyes

“Quinn I don’t have time for this-“

“I loved you the moment I met you and when you started dating Liam I thought I was done for but you came back to me and I had you… I was so stupid to let you go! I spent so long pining over you I think I let it get the best of me when someone gave me a little bit of attention” he voice cracked and he was almost in tears.

“I need you to forgive me, I can’t live with myself if you don’t”

His breaths were stuttered and he was close to tears.

You sighed, reaching out to grab his arm and pull him into the apartment.

You stood looking at him for a moment before you reached up, wiping a tear from his cheek “You don’t get to speak to me the way you spoke to me Quinn”

He nods “I know, I know and I’m so sorry I was angry and I shouldn’t have”

“Ok, apology accepted” You smiled lightly “I’m still hurt”

“I know! And I’m sorry, I really-“

“It’s going to take time” you interrupted and he swallowed hard waiting patiently for your next words

“But I’m willing to put in the work for this if you’re willing to wait”

Quinn almost couldn’t believe what you were saying, nodding vigorously

“Yeah, yes! I’ll wait- of course I’ll wait!”

“Good, want to come inside?”

You took his hand, leading him into the apartment and onto the couch to watch re-runs of old tv shows.

Later, you were almost asleep and Quinn had put you to bed before heading out. You were half asleep cuddled into the blankets and mumbling incoherent things to him.

Quinn kissed your forehead and said

“I’ll wait forever for you, my love”

[hugheshugs]

for blurb night--15 and 21 fluff w quinn (:

this ones kinda chaotic and kinda funny <3

"your face is turning red."

"can i kiss you?"

you weren't supposed to find out this way. he wanted to tell you in private, somewhere nice like your favourite restaurant while he listened to you talk about all the things you loved in life.

instead it happened here, at a bar in downtown vancouver, in front of his and your friends. brock, elias, ty and some others were drunk, you and jack were tipsy and he was sober.

"hey, don't you like y/n?" was the question from elias that started it all.

"w-what? no i don't," quinn defended himself.

"yes you do!" brock shouted. "you told me just a couple weeks ago!"

"he wants to kiss'er and marry'er and all the other things," elias added, making his heart drop.

jack gave quinn an apologetic look, even through the slight haze of alcohol he could feel his heart hurting for his brother. never once had you ever said anything about liking quinn back, which is what made everything extremely awkward at the moment.

"have you ever seen that movie turning red?" you asked loudly through the banter of your friends discussing the crush.

quinn shook his head as you walked away from your spot beside jack to stand in front of him. he could feel the beads of sweat forming at his brow.

"well that's what you look like," you pointed out. "your face is turning red."

"gee, thanks," he rolled his eyes as you stated the obvious. you stared at him blankly and he felt himself shifting at your uncomfortable gaze, wondering what you were doing.

"are you go—"

"can i kiss you?" you asked abruptly.

"w-what?" his eyes widened.

"can i kiss you?" you repeated, placing your hands on his cheeks.

"i— you're drunk," he shook his head, not wanting you to do anything you'd regret in the morning.

you shook your head back. "not drunk, just tipsy. i like you, quintin jerome."

he groaned. "why the middle name?"

"it's funny. i'm kidding, i love it," you giggled. "now, can i kiss you? please."

"yeah," he replied softly.

within a matter of seconds, he felt your soft lips against his. he closed his eyes and brought his hands down to your waist, squeezing as he faintly tasted the alcohol you'd been drinking beforehand.

he felt an explosion on his tongue, his mind, everything. his body tingled at the feeling of his lips on yours, after all this time.

you pulled him closer, your heart beating rapidly against your chest as you finally received the fix you'd been craving for so long.

he pulled away breathlessly, leaning his forehead against your own. "that was.. that was really nice."

looking down at his plump, reddening lips, you smiled. "and we can do it as many times as we want."

[eternalyouth]

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[hopetorun]

☕️ quintin hughes

that's my boy 😌 he's so good at ice hockey and so fun to watch and i'm so fond of him. he loves his brothers! he needs a nap! he loves his boys! he's late for the bus! i do not understand what is up with him and elias pettersson but i am enjoying it! once someone asked him about playing against brady and matthew and he said it's more fun to play against brady because he loves brady! a guy got a 43 tattoo and he commented "atta boy" on the post!

i am very fretful about the situation in vancouver rn because it seems very bad, emotionally, and i have been fretful about how worn-down he seems to get for a while. is it the team? is there other stuff going on? i hope he's okay. i hope he sleeps a lot on his bye week. i hope he knows i love him.

[qhughes43]

jack has a new cream coloured game day suit, elias is always rocking handsome suits ... surely between the two of them they can convince quintin to expand his wardrobe

he changes his tie every once in awhile! but i mean could expand but i also do like his suit :)

[unfortunate-arrow]

Day 2: Borrowing Clothes | HP Pride Extravaganza by @gaygryffindorgal

It had all started by accident, really. Brianna had dragged Elias out onto the quidditch pitch one late autumn afternoon, a radiant smile on her face as she explained the wonders of October. Already smitten, Elias could only watch helplessly as his barriers stumbled down further. He noticed the way she shivered, though, and a spike of chivalry rushed through him, compelling him to hand her his Slytherin scarf. The green looked nice next to her red hair, much better than the yellow of Brianna’s Hufflepuff. From that point on, though, Brianna couldn’t help but borrow from Elias’s wardrobe (usually scarves but his jackets were surprisingly comfortable), a habit that increased after their marriage. 

Elias belongs to @amerrymystery

[huggybug]

skating - quinn hughes

word count: 1.0k words

“Quintin Hughes I know you did not just buy our child skates” You stand with your hands on your hips in the entryway of your house where Quinn just entered after his ‘grocery run’ you sent him on earlier.

“He’s going to have to learn some time babe” Quinn replied and you roll your eyes, trying to hold back your laughter.

“He isn’t even two yet Quinn, he just started walking a couple months ago” Your son was a few months away from two and it wasn’t that you were against him learning how to skate but it was pretty early.

You heard little footsteps rushing into the room and you turn to see Oliver who charges for his dad. Quinn picks him up and you watch the two of them before Quinn answers you.

“It’s not like I’m just sending him off alone, I’ll be holding him the whole time. We’re going to show Boes what’s up” You finally catch on to why he’s rushing into it and you can’t believe it.

“Don’t tell me you’re risking our baby’s life because of a stupid bet you made years ago” When you had found out you were pregnant, it somehow aligned with Brock and his wife, Katie’s first baby. Once you found out you were both having boys, your husbands made a bet on who’s kid would be skating first. You had forgotten about it until now, too caught up in the excitement of having a baby but clearly the boys hadn’t forgotten.

“First of all, don’t be dramatic, he’s going to be safe. Second of all, it’s not a stupid bet and finally, we’re going to win so it doesn’t matter” Quinn listed off as he started putting the groceries away while still holding Oliver.

“Fine but we’re going to go out with him before the party because if he hates it, I don’t want him freaking out around everyone” The Canuck’s Christmas party was next week and you assumed the family skate was when the baby skate off was going to take place.

“Deal but he’s not going to freak out. Skating is in his blood” Quinn poked Oliver’s stomach which elicited a giggle from the little boy.

…

“Alright are you ready?” Quinn looked over to you where you cradled Oliver to your chest, his little skates were tight on his feet. You sighed before putting Oliver down and stepped away as Quinn grabbed his hands to keep him steady. You two were at an outdoor rink about a half hour from Vancouver and there was barely anyone here since it was so early in the morning.

You watched as Quinn guided Oliver onto the ice and followed close behind in your own skates. Oliver’s foot slipped out from under him and even though Quinn was holding him up, you gasped.

“Be careful!” You skated to them quickly and Quinn laughed when you reached him.

“Babe, he’s not going anywhere, I’ve got him” You nodded, moving away so you weren’t gripping onto Quinn and he continued skating with Oliver.

After about ten minutes, Oliver had gotten the hang of it (as much as a baby can) and was able to stand by himself on the ice. You stayed at the rink for a little longer before it was time to go as it was cold and you didn’t want Oliver to freeze. Quinn was happy with his progress as was his family who you’d been sending pictures and videos to the whole time. Jack and Luke were already blowing up your phone asking when Oliver was free for a pick up game.

…

“Alright boys, it’s the big showdown” Quinn crouches before Oliver, making sure his skates are on tight. You stand off to the side with Katie and Elias who is the unofficial godfather of both babies. Brock adjusts Connor’s skates before standing up and moving behind him.

“Okay, the babies have to be skating on their own but you guys can hold their hands, not completely holding them up. First to the blue line wins” Bo who was chosen as the judge of the race, announces from down the ice. The race wasnt very long but it was enough for the small babies.

“Ready? Set, Go!” The babies stand there for a second before their dads start cheering for them to go. Oliver starts first, making small strides towards the blue line as Quinn skates with him. Connor has a bit of a late start but he gets going eventually. You and Katie cheer for your own baby as they ‘skate’ to the finish line. You’re shocked at how well Oliver is doing, he’s practically walking on the ice now and he’s made a lot of progress since he first set foot on ice.

They finally make it to the blue line and you jump up and down in excitement when Oliver and Quinn cross first, winning the race. Quinn picks him up and does a victory lap, speeding around the ice before coming to a stop in front of where Brock is now holding Connor.

“I’ve already planned when I’ll be in need of your services Boes” Quinn says when he reaches the group again. You reach out to take Oliver from him and he hands him over, focused on Brock. “How does a nice weekend getaway sound, babe?” You look at him in confusion at his random suggestion.

“We’ve got the whole weekend off after New Year’s and it seems like our babysitter is free” You laugh, understanding now what the bet was on.

“Woah I never agreed to a whole weekend. We said one night!” Brock protests and Quinn just shakes his head.

“Aw its like when Gunnar was little! Brock the babysitter is back guys!” Bo announces and everyone laughs. 

[cxrsedsouls]

anonymous asked: Which muses are virgins? How experienced are they?

Anon Asks // Always accepting

Not gonna lie, this took a while to answer because I have so many muses and you didn’t really specify who you wanted counted in this. So all I could do was assume you meant and phew boy that is a lot. Anyway, here’s how they will be ranked. They will go in order for the page they are on and then their experience level. It ranges from virgin, mildly experienced meaning likely only one partner or maybe tops at two or three, moderately experienced meaning multiple partners, very experienced mostly meaning too many to count. The ones with a strikethrough are the ones that are unavailable, just in case. Strikethrough of the category just means that no one fits it. Yet, at least.

Vampires:

Virgin: Odette, Seiji, Hiromichi, Ayame, Ariadne, Hina, Yanmei, Kaori, Kyoko, Azuma, Asame, Kaname, Ella,  Mildly experienced: Zephyr, Takahashi, Yuka, Emi, Shiori, Nanao,  Moderately experienced: Haru, Kensei, Liam, Yiannis, Cerise, Kanako, Minami,  Very experienced: Ichirou, Vasilios, Eriko, Bryony, Raiden, Satoshi, Megane, Madora

Lycanthropes:

Virgin: Vinicio, Beau, Silvanus, Jacintha, Madison, Nazaire Mildly experienced: Elias, Cipriana, Adrastos, Aias, Solene, Alaric, Vincent, Kitiara Moderately experienced: Lorenzo, Audrey, Yesenia Very experienced: Lucien, Damian, Lothar, Shohei, Penelope, Etienne, Inaya

Japanese Myths:

Virgin: Kazuyuki, Chiyako Mildly experienced: Kazan, Yukiko Moderately experienced: Ryujin, Isao Very experienced: Kana, Amaya

Humans:

Virgin: McKayla, Haruna, Genevieve, Ash Mildly experienced: Novalee, Seth, Taylor, Brielle, Micah, Alayna  Moderately experienced: Jethro, Claire Very experienced:

Hotel:

Virgin: Erelah Mildly experienced: Maia Moderately experienced: Talullah Very experienced: Daedalus, Drexel, Kiyomi, Mezrellie

Traundrath:

Virgin: Calaelya, Silas, Cicero, Zeline, Keanne Mildly experienced: Izlotl, Rex Moderately experienced: Very experienced: Solairtum

Circus:

Virgin: Zayn, Yulenka, Virgil Mildly experienced: Moderately experienced: Azortrix Very experienced: Evander

Greek Myths:

Virgin: Tisiphone Mildly experienced: Hades, Ronin, Chione Moderately experienced: Lyrica, Niall Very experienced: Apollo, Ares, Hermes

Celtic Myths:

Virgin: Finn, Jericho, Sivelle, Helio, Thallan, Ainmire Mildly experienced: Kesarae, Mavis,  Moderately experienced: Very experienced: Danu

Atlantians:

Virgin: Selestiana, Theodore, Lucretia, Collette, Isaac, Quintin Mildly experienced: Sebastian, Victor, Moderately experienced: Adelaide, Alden, Very experienced:

Elements:

Virgin: Aeros, Dexter, Sterling Mildly experienced: Esmeray Moderately experienced: Laguna Very experienced: Icarus, Zale

Underground/Covens:

Virgin: Narcissa, Petra, Celeste, Mildly experienced: Cyrus Moderately experienced: Esther, Orion Very experienced:

Heaven and Hell:

Virgin:  Mildly experienced: Gage Moderately experienced: Sezzo Very experienced: Xavier, Sapphire, Galel, Cressida

Liandros:

Virgin: Marleigh, Mikkel, Charlize, Aneira Mildly experienced: Magnus Moderately experienced: Mexus Very experienced: Ebony

Pixies:

Virgin: Lizeth, Isabella Mildly experienced: Casimir Moderately experienced: Wyren Very experienced:

Remaining:

Virgin: Lyra, Hokulani Mildly experienced: Marcellus, Edmund Moderately experienced: Astrid Very experienced:

[bitchinbarzal]

hi my love! I’m glad to see you back writing more! Definitely missed seeing you grace my dash! 🤍

Can you do 16. "i need you to pretend to be my partner for the family christmas party." And 19. "you broke my heart last christmas, but i'm still not over you." With Quinn? 🤍 if not both, do 19! Thank you dear!

hi lovey, I missed u 🫶🏼🎄

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When Quinn called you, you were skeptical.

“Hello, Quintin what can I do for you?” He flinched at the use of his full name.

“I have a favour to ask and I wouldn’t be asking if it wasn’t important and the last resort” he rushed out.

You rolled your eyes “What is it Quinn?”

“I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend for my family Christmas party”

There was silence.

“Hello?” “Im still here, just contemplating what the fuck you just asked me”

“I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important, I swear-“

“Why me?”

Another silence.

“I never told my mom we broke up”

“You what?!” “I’m sorry I know it was stupid-“

You screeched “It was not stupid Quinn it’s fucking insane! What is wrong with you we broke up almost a year ago!”

“My mom liked you too much she would like disown me”

“Fine”

“Fine?” “Yes, I’ll come to the stupid thing. Is it in Michigan?”

He gave you all the details, he’d be paying for your flight obviously.

You played the role of doting girlfriend well, playing into his mom and grandmothers wishes. They talked about marriage and kids, you just smiled and laughed it off with

“Maybe he’ll pop the question soon!”

Quinn admired you, after everything he put you through last year and you were still able to do this for his family.

When Luke and Jack arrived in from Jersey they were more than confused to find you in the kitchen. They knew you’d broken up. They actually let you stay with them in Jersey for the few months following the break up you claimed you needed out of Vancouver.

The breakup wasn’t amicable in any sense of the word, you hated Quinn. He had broken your heart.

Before Christmas last year with a looming trade deadline you asked Quinn the simple question of would he want you move with him if he went somewhere else.

There was talk of Quinn going to the islanders, minnesota and even Detroit so it was a fair question. They weren’t just a train journey away.

Quinn had brushed it off with a no not really.

That sent you spiralling.

While you weren’t old and time wasn’t coming to get you, you didn’t want to be wasting your life in a relationship that didn’t have a future. It created a huge argument between you both that stretched over days and ended in Quinn yelling that he didn’t even want to be with you anymore.

You left and never came back.

Elias told him he was an idiot. Brock actually hit him at practice. Jack called him every name under the sun. Luke was just sad. Brady told him that he and Emma would choose you if it came to picking sides.

Bo called him in after practice, asking what happened. That you’d been in his house crying to Holly. Bo was confused because only three weeks before he had accompanied Quinn to a jeweller to purchase your engagement ring.

Quinn was scared. It was all a lot at once and he got overwhelmed and he regretted it ever since.

When Christmas Eve rolled around the entire family gathered in the living room for a movie, it was tradition.

Luke had picked the movie, the polar express. A movie about a couple of kids on a train shouldn’t have set you off but it did. It was the movie you’d been watching last year when everything happened.

Quinn noticed how you uncomfortably shifted under his arm for a while before excusing yourself out the room. He followed you, out to the patio where you stood in the freezing snow.

“What are you doing?! It’s freezing!”

“Leave me alone, Quinn!” You had tears running down your face.

“W-what is going on?” “I can’t - I can’t do this anymore Quinn it’s all too much. The lies and the pretending to be happy!”

He sighed, ripping off his hoodie and throwing it over you before he said anything else.

“I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry I asked you to do this, I’m sorry I lied to them, I’m sorry for what I did, i’m sorry y/n!”

You continued to sob “you broke my heart last christmas, but I’m still not over you Quinn! I want so badly to be over you!”

His breath caught in his throat “You what?”

“God, Quinn this is so fucked up! You don’t even want me! You said it yourself you didn’t want me to go with you I just look desperate right now-“

“- no, no you don’t because I still love you too and I’ve been regretting everything that happened last December since the moment you left”

At this point you’re both standing in the snow, freezing, lips slightly blue with heaving chests.

“Quinn… I can’t let you break my heart again” your voice cracked “I don’t think I’ll survive”

It physically pained him to see what he had put you through.

Closing in the space between you, you were chest and chest with him hanging over you. His thumb reached up and brushed away your tear “Don’t cry pretty girl”

“I’m so sorry, I’ll never forgive myself for what I did to you but I love you so much and I was scared. I’m tired of being scared because I’d rather live life a little bit scared than without you. I’m begging you to please, please tell me we can work this out”

You sucked in your bottom lip, your breathing still shaky.

“please” It was almost painful, he was begging.

“You get one shot Hughes, no more” You mumbled, a weight lifted off your shoulders.

He smiled, hand moving from your cheek to the back of your head to pull you in for a kiss never breaking apart until you desperately needed air.

Before either of you could speak the door opened and Jack appeared “Hey lovebirds, you coming? It’s after midnight grandma wants to light the candle”

You nodded, asking for a couple minutes from the boy.

You turned back to Quinn and smiled “Merry Christmas, my love”

“Best Christmas ever”

[hugheshugs]

sobbing

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[boeswhore]

015 and 055 for q night :))

15. “what’s wrong? why are you crying?”

55. “you fucking matter, you mean so much to me.”

quintin jerome hughes night

quinn sighs as his call goes to voicemail once again. being on a five game road trip wasn’t easy for quinn to manage when all he had on his mind was you.

you hadn’t responded to a single one of his texts or calls ever since he had left for his roadie. he could almost swear that everything between the both of you was perfectly fine.

“maybe she just got busy. she’s a college student quinn.”

quinn catches the eye of his teammate who gave him a comforting smile, “i don’t know petey. she’s never done this before. i’m just worried.”

elias sighs, before wrapping his arm around the defensemen. “look, i know you’re worried. and that’s totally valid. but i seriously think maybe she got caught up in school work. it’s either that or she needed a break from her phone. she hasn’t answered any of our texts either.”

quinn opens his mouth to retaliate, but elias cuts him off again. “besides, we’re almost home anyways. you can check up on her soon.”

quinn sighs, but rests back up in his seat hoping that bus could drive faster to the arena.

on the other hand, elias wasn’t wrong. college was a workload for you but dating an nhl star defensemen wasn’t the easiest.

quinn was constantly on the road for his career and had so many girls that were in love with him. but i mean you couldn’t blame them. he was worth all the hype.

he could easily meet someone without you knowing. someone who was a better match for him. someone that wasn’t you and as much as you didn’t want your thoughts to take over your mindset, they did and you absolutely hated it.

you sat at your desk, trying to focus on studying for your finals but instead your mind was focused on your insecure thoughts.

the next thing you know, you’re in tears once again as you rest your head against your desk, sobs overcoming your body.

as soon as quinn made his way to the front doors of your shared apartment, he could feel his heart beginning to beat faster. he lets himself in, leaving his bags in the living room as he kicks off his shoes.

his eyebrows furrow in confusion as scans his eyes around the living room. usually your running down the stairs and into his open arms to welcome him.

he gently heads up the stairs, the door to the shared bedroom was slightly cracked open and he could hear your soft sobs.

his heart shattered and he pushes open the door, gently making his way towards you. he crouches down beside you, gently rubbing his hand up and down your back.

you shoot your head up immediately, once seeing quinns concerned face your quick to bury yourself into his embrace.

he lowers the both of you into the floor, he was worried. he didn’t know what to do but just hold you close to him.

“what’s wrong? why are you crying my love,” quinn asks, running his fingers through your hair.

how could you tell him? tell him that you think he’s outgrowing you? that he’s gonna find someone better and you’re going to be left all alone.

you try to say something but a low whine escapes your lip causing quinn to panic. “hey, you’re alright. please don’t cry.”

unable to keep it in any longer you finally rant it all out.

“you’re going to find someone better quinn. you’re doing so well, you’re going to meet other pretty girls on the road and even here in vancouver that are way better than me. i feel like i don’t even do anything. i don’t even matter. i’m just some random girl that somehow got lucky to be dating you.”

quinns eyes widen at your outburst.

how could his girlfriend ever think that way?

“woah? where is this coming from y/n? first things first. i love you. and only you. you have my heart. you have every single piece of it and there is no way in hell that anyone can take it from you.”

he pauses, taking your face in his hands. “secondly, what the hell? where is this i don’t even matter coming from? you fucking matter, you mean so much to me. do you even realize how worried i was when you didn’t answer any of our calls?”

“you’re all i want. you’re more than enough. please don’t think you’re any less than that cause you’re not. you’re perfect. i love you.”

his words bring tears to your once stained cheeks again as you blink away at the tears but quinn is quick to wipe them away.

“you’re all i want.”

-