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[not-so-rosyyy]

found this photo of my mum and dad at a college party back in '86 <3

[knifebaby3000]

day/night

[ijustdontlikepeople]

TREVORJAMIE x Internet (a special nhl x internet) bc they’re back

[hockeyshmockey]

t. zegras edit

trevor zegras x hughes sister imagine :)

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ynhughes look who came to visit finally

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user goals

qhughes isn’t this illegal?

jackhughes this is what I didn’t need to see today

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tzegras proof that I always took the hands off rule seriously

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jdrysdale you want to be killed huh

ynhughes you are so brave baby

user the trev v hughes brothers storyline is everything to me

lhughes i knew I shouldve stayed In ann arbor for another year

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ynhughes summer on the lake, love in the air

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tzegras no where I would rather be

user this whole group is killing me

[spidermaninlove]

This deserves an encore!

[no-regr33ts]

i love @chompmeat terezi design so i draw it.

[mochimarner]

and i’m split in half, but that’ll have to do

[disintegore]

weird dragon girl for real!!!

[hockybish]

Feel That

West Winds au l dad!trevor l masterlist

July 2020

"I hope he doesn't get your overly large feet." Bean made the comment while laying on Trevor.

The two of them were able to sneak away at the lake house. Although many occupying the home already knew that Trevor was the father of her baby, there were still a few who didn't and the ruse still needed to be kept up.

"Hey my feet aren't that big." The hockey boy drew circles on his baby momma's protruding belly. Wishing he could have been there more in the earlier months, he's just happy he could be there now.

"Have you seen them lately? They are huge!"

"Well have you seen yours?" Trevor gave her a funny smirk. "Oh wait can you even see them?" he proceeded to laugh.

"It's not funny Trev." Bean's lip lightly quivered. normally little quips like that wouldn't have bothered her, but the hormones were raging and the comment left a little mean.

"I'm - woah what was that?!" Trevor's eyes went wide as he felt something underneath the palm of his hand. It was like a little wave. "Did you feel that?!"

"Feel what? That?" she questioned repositioning herself as baby boy kicked where Trevor had his hand once more.

"Yes that!" Trevor was just in awe and feeling the unborn child moving underneath his hand.

"Oh, he's been doing that for a while now." Bean giggled. She watched Trevor talking to the bump, she knew he was going to be a good dad. Or at least she hoped he would be.

The young mother wasn't to about to bust his little happy bubble but almost everyone at the lake house had felt the baby moving, he was the last person to feel the sensation.

"I love you my little dude." Trevor rubbed over the spot again before kissing Bean's bump. "can't wait to meet you, Zephyr."

[not-so-rosyyy]

: the funniest man alive according to zendaya

[knifebaby3000]

midautumn

[ijustdontlikepeople]

“Nobody knows-“ “Everybody knows”

[unluckyhoneybee]

Can i request for dad!Trevor Zegras or dad!Jack Hughes please. Where their 1 son years old is sick and like he cry everynight which make y/n so stress and he’s there to comfort y/n please. Thank u

Note: you may ask, why the name? It just made sense with Trevor

Trevor walked in the house and frowned when he heard his last favorite sound in the world.

"Is he not feeling better?" Jamie asked behind him.

"He doesn't have fever anymore, but the poor guy has that horrible cough"

Jamie sighed. "Just knock if you guys need anything" He said with a sympathetic smile.

"Thanks man"

Trevor walked to your bedroom and opened the door. You turned around and his world fell in pieces. You were pacing around with Buddy on your arms. He wasn't the only one crying.

"Trevor"

"Hey, hey. What's wrong?" He closed behind him and walked to you, engulfing you and Buddy on his arms.

"I-I don't know what else to do. He cant sleep. He gets cough fits everytime I lay him down. He is really tired and... I don't know... I..."

"Okay, we all need to calm down. Can I?" He said pointing at the boy.

"Yes"

He was your son and you loved him for life, but you were so overwhelmed.

"Hey, Buddy. It's dad." Trevor said. "I'm back from the game."

The kid, that had the same mischievous look on his eyes, stopped to look at him for longs seconds. But soon he started crying again.

"Poor Jamie won't be able to sleep and..."

"YN. Babe. Jimmy is fine. I promise."

Buddy grabbed Trevor's clothes and he hugged him close.

You were sitting in the bed watching him walk around with the boy still crying on his chest.

"Do you think I'm not a good mum?"

Trevor stopped moving and looked at you. He walked in your direction and cupped your face with one hand while he kept Buddy on his hip with the other arm.

"YN. You are a great mum. Buddy loves you so much. This is not your fault, he just got a cold. Everyone does. You are doing so good and I love you so much."

Some people didn't believe you when you talked about Trevor's maturity around fatherhood.

He stepped closer and you laid your head on his belly.

"It's fine. We will be fine. I promise. This will pass." He said while caressing your back.

Trevor knew he had to calm you down first if he wanted Buddy to be calmer. And that's what he did. He held you and sang softly the song that was randomly playing on his mind until miracously, Buddy and you stopped crying.

He cupped your face and leaned down to kiss your lips softly. "I love you"

"I love you too" You whispered with tears in your eyes.

"Let's feed him and then we'll try to sleep, yeah?"

You nodded.

Twenty minutes later, the three of you laid in bed. Buddy was between you two, who were worriedly looking at him. He wouldn't stop coughing.

"I have an idea"

You frowned and watched Trevor set almost all your pillows against the headboard. Then, he laid against them and picked Buddy. "You are sleeping on Dad today."

"What?"

Buddy got comfortable on Trevor chest and somehow, the new posture was the solution for the cough. "He coughs more when he is laying than when he is upright"

"You can't sleep like that. Your back and neck..."

"I'll wake you up and we will switch if it starts hurting. You lay here now and sleep for a bit"

You bit your lip and laid next to him, cuddled against his side on the pillow nest he had built. He smiled to himself and wrapped his arm around you. You touched Buddy's hair and played with the golden strands.

"Do you remember when you asked me if you would be a good dad?"

He chuckled lowly. "I was a terrified kid then"

Trevor had needed so much reassurance from you during the pregnancy. He was always worried of doing it something wrong, of not being good enough because of his job. How wrong he was.

"You are a great dad. The best."

"I have you by my side. You make it easy."

[spidermaninlove]

TZ matching at the NMAAC tonight.

[otterblue]

I just know his friends and family hear the word Zendaya infinitely

Tom: omg Zendaya, Zendaya, Zendaya, Zendaya, she’s so beautiful I love her so much, look at what she did today isn’t she amazing guys omg my gorgeous beautiful princess sugarplum bubblegum love of my life best wife, Zendaya. Zendaya. The best. My girl. Not yours tho. Zendaya🥰🥰🥹🥹😭♥️♥️♥️🤭😃😃😃😃😁😇🥰🥰🥺🥺😘😘😍😍😍😍😍🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵😱😱🫠🫠😈👏👏👏👏🫦👄🧎🧎🙏🥰😍😍😘😘😍😃

Sam, Tuwaine, Harry, Harrison, Paddy, Jack, Nikki, Dom, Stormzy, Greg, Sean, Rachel, florist employee, engagement ring employee, Granny Tess, Grandad Bob, Granny Tina, Tessa, Noon, Law, Crystalle, Darnell, Zink, Claire, Kizzi, EJ, David, Kazembe, Marlee, Isys, Imani, His orange trees, guy he met on the street, the caterpillar he found in the grass, Zendaya, A butterfly, a snail, Himself, etc: 😐

[offside-the-lines]

I’m Sorry, We’re Out Of Time

A/N: I just had to get this out of my brain or I won’t be doing ANYTHING ELSE this week. Truly wrote this on my phone over the past hour or so. Not proofread or edited. I have no idea if it even makes any sense. Also no titles. Fucking I don’t know. IT’S A MONDAY. JESUS. It’s around 800 words. Edit: just found out he was already in nashville with the team and didnt fly out until the following morning but *hand wave* narratives. (Also posted on AO3)

About: Jamie’s trade, unsaid and said words, inner turmoil, angst and sadness

Pairing: Jamie Drysdale x Trevor Zegras

Jamie always meant to tell Trevor that he loved him. Always thought he would have the time. Time for what? He doesn’t really know. Time to find the right words, he guesses? The perfect words. Words that will make Trevor know that he wasn’t joking. Something Trevor won’t just laugh off. Time to figure out their future together.

He plays with his phone in his lap as he sits in the back of the Uber, stuck in the Monday afternoon traffic near LAX.

His phone starts to vibrate in his hand and he doesn’t need to look to know who it is. He sighs deeply and closes his eyes, letting his head drop back onto the headrest.

Click. He hears the call connect but doesn’t know what to say.

He hears the shallow breathing on the other end of the phone. A sharp intake of breath. A “Jamie?” whispered through a cracking voice.

In all the years he has known Trevor, he has never heard him quiet. Even the silent treatment, Trevor did loudly. This quiet unsettles him.

He let out a shaking breath. “Yeah, Z.”

“I — I saw — Is it true? You are — oh god — Are you?” His voice getting impossibly quieter.

In the back of a Prius, Jamie feels his chest clench painfully and thought for a second that if he had a heart attack, he probably wouldn’t have to leave. Philly probably won’t want someone who gets heart attacks over a teammate sounding impossibly sad.

He can breathe. He can swallow down his own heartbreak. Yeah, that he can do; be there for Trevor. “Yeah, Trev.”

“FUCK!”

The sudden change in pitch makes Jamie jump so high he almost hits his head on the roof.

Before Trevor could say anything else — Jamie knew if Trevor asked to see him, he would break — Jamie gently offers, “They already picked me up in an Uber. I’m on my way to LAX right now. I’m sorry. I wish I could have told you earlier. I’m sorry. It just all happened so fast.” He feels his voice catch in the back of his throat; he tries to swallow the lump down without success.

Through the phone, he hears Trevor sniffle. “Oh.” His voice is so small that Jamie can only guess that’s what he said before a small muffled sob trickles through.

Jamie clenches his fist so tight he thinks he might break his hand. What’s another injury anyway. He didn’t know what to say, so he didn’t say anything; just focusing on his breathing while trying his hardest not to hear whatever sounds Trevor was making. Trying not to think.

He’s not sure how long they sit in silence when the driver lets him know they were almost there.

“Hey, Z? We’re pulling up to the airport so I’m going to have to hang up soon. We’ll still talk all the time okay? Like in the summer. It’ll be okay.”

“Yeah?” Jamie tries not to hear the wobble in his voice

“Yeah, bud. You can’t get rid of me that easy.”

Trevor lets out a weak snort, injects fake levity into this voice. “Yeah. You’re stuck with me too. Hey, I’ll see you in Mexico right?”

Jamie hums his agreement even though he doesn’t know if he will be able to do it. To see Trevor again after all this. He’s almost glad the Ducks have already played almost their games against the Flyers this year.

They sit in silence for a little while longer as Jamie watches the car pull into the terminal.

“Hey Trev —” he starts.

“Jamie, I love you,” Trevor whispers, quiet but no shake in his voice.

Jamie feels all the air leave his lungs. He almost chokes on his own tongue. His head spins as he slams his eyes shut. The blood rushing in his ears drowning out the sound of his Uber driver throwing the car in park and getting out to grab his bags.

This motherfucker always has the worst timing, Jamie thinks, panic welling up. There isn’t time for Jamie to dissect what he means by that. If Trevor means that like—

There isn’t time for Jamie to decide what his plan A is. Or Plan B. Or—

There isn’t time for anything.

So he just does what he always does. “Yeah, Z. Duh. Love you too, bud. I’ll see you soon yeah? We just pulled in and I gotta go.”

“Oh yeah, for sure. Have a good flight, I guess. Send me a pic or whatever,” Trevor says.

“Yeah you too. Um, later, dude.”

“Yeah,” Trevor says, “bye Jamie.”

And the line goes dead.

Jamie slams his head on the head rest and lets out a choked scream. “Fuck,” he says to no one as he steps out into the tepid early evening air outside LAX.