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HARD LAUNCH!!!!!!
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Definitely not this season but when it happens that’s gonna be a glorious night
Y’all I can’t wait till Bedsy gets into his first fight😭 is that bad??
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Y’all I can’t wait till Bedsy gets into his first fight😭 is that bad??
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this got me feeling things
luke and reader having a significant height difference,,, and it’s not luke’s fault that when he’s trying to fuck her he’s just so deep! especially when he has her in his arms because baby can’t stay on her tiptoes forever! so he has her in his arms, pushed up against the wall and he’s just letting gravity do alllll thr work for him!! and baby is just moaning and whimpering because he’s so deep and luke is looking down at where she’s taking him, calling her all of the names she wants to hear!!!
but when they’re at the lake house doing this, he has to keep his fingers in her mouth because everyone can hear her begging him for more! and yk when his hand isn’t in her mouth, he has it around her neck, squeezing lightly but she’s LOSING it because he makes her feel so so good!!!
(this is 💐 anon!!!)
oh girlie you’ve got me feeling things
this is so true though, he’s so much taller than you that standing is just a lil awkward so he has you in his arms up against the wall and you’re practically crying at how good it feels. he’s trying to keep you somewhat quiet since everyone is just downstairs but it’s hard because you’re babbling about how deep he is and how good he feels and he’s like “i know, baby, but you gotta stay quiet for me, okay?”
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This is so cute!!!
hi !! was wondering if you’d do scenario 11. and prompt 5. — preferably with luke hughes ??
(maybe a childhood best friends to lovers trope, as well?!?)
scenario #11 staring at each other lips for a moment before moving closer, as if drawn together by some force and prompt 5: “You’re so cool.” “I am?”
amora's den: the childhood best friends to lovers trope is such a tsitp coded trope.
The Hughes family became your summer house neighbors when your parents inherited a lake house. You vividly remember the day you moved in, as a blonde lady named Ellen came over with a boy who appeared to be your age. He was tall and skinny, and his hair looked untamed, resembling a chia pet.
Ellen approached your mom, who was busy unloading the car while your dad handed you boxes to bring into the house. She introduced herself as Ellen and presented the boy as Luke. She lightly pushed him toward you, prompting him to introduce himself. Luke seemed nervous but managed to walk up to you and extend his hand, saying, "Hi, I'm Luke." You shook his hand and replied, "I'm Y/n."
Ellen motioned for Luke to engage in conversation with you, and he looked back at her before turning his attention back to you. "Do you live around here?" he asked. You nodded and explained, "My dad inherited this house from his uncle." Luke smiled faintly and responded, "Cool." He noticed the box of trophies in your hands and inquired, "You play sports?" You shook your head and replied, "No, I dance." With that, you both headed into the house, and he followed you upstairs to your room.
As you reached your room, he let out a thoughtful "hmm" and pointed out, "Your room window faces mine." He had a playful smile on his face, indicating his enthusiasm about the proximity of your rooms.
Luke glanced around your room, taking in the pretty pink wallpaper adorned with flowers, as well as the shelves displaying your dance trophies. A day bed sat against one wall, completing the cozy atmosphere.
Curiosity sparkled in your eyes as you asked, "Do you play sports, Luke?" His face instantly lit up at the mention of sports, and he responded with excitement, "Yeah, I play hockey with my brothers. I actually made Varsity this year, and I'm only in 9th grade." A proud smile adorned his face as he shared his accomplishment. You couldn't help but smile in return.
You smiled, leaning against the bed next to Luke. "That's cool. I wish I had brothers," you confessed, looking at him with a hint of longing.
Luke chuckled and shook his head. "Trust me, you don't," he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
From that moment on, you and Luke became engrossed in conversation, talking for hours. The connection between you was undeniable. Ellen eventually had to practically drag Luke out of the house, signaling the end of your conversation for the day.
Later that night, Luke couldn't contain his excitement as he talked Jack and Quinn's ears off about you. He couldn't help but share every detail and express how much he enjoyed spending time with you.
As the summer days went by, you and Luke became inseparable. Jack and Quinn would often find you two together, whether it was exploring the lake, going on bike rides, or simply sitting by the fire pit, enjoying each other's company.
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As your connection with Luke grew stronger, you both tried to pretend that there was no deeper bond between you. However, Luke couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation whenever Trevor or Cole got too close to you. It was a clear sign that his feelings for you were more than just friendship.
Both of you had applied to UMICH, hoping to attend the same university. When you both received acceptance letters, it felt like a dream come true. The joy you felt was indescribable. However, as time went on, the demands of life began to pull you apart unintentionally. Luke became heavily involved with scouting, and you dedicated yourself to building your own career.
When Luke got drafted by the Devils, you put on a brave smile, pretending to be happy for him. Deep down, though, you were overcome with sadness. The realization that you were losing your best friend, your Luke, weighed heavily on your heart.
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Despite the growing distance, you and Luke made a promise to keep in touch. You both tried your best, occasionally texting and FaceTiming, but life's demands often got in the way. Nevertheless, you eagerly awaited the arrival of summer, knowing that it would bring you back together.
This year, it was just you at the summer house as your parents embarked on a trip to Hawaii. As you pulled into the familiar driveway, a sense of nostalgia washed over you. The cool breeze tickled your senses, welcoming you back to the place filled with cherished memories. Looking across the way, you noticed Trevor's Jeep parked nearby, signaling that Luke might be around. Unlocking the door, you stepped inside, immediately greeted by a wave of familiarity.
Pictures adorned the hallway, capturing moments from the past. Most of them featured your parents, but there were a few that included you and Luke, reminding you of the bond you shared. Placing your bag on the floor, you took a quick glance at yourself in the mirror by the door, ensuring you looked presentable. With a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation, you made your way toward the Hughes' house, eager to reunite with Luke.
You knocked on the door, and a chorus of mumbled groans greeted you from inside. Amidst the noise, you could hear some playful yelling. The door swung open, revealing Cole standing there, a wide smile spreading across his face. "Y/n, what the hell? I haven't seen you in forever!" he exclaimed, pulling you into a tight hug. You smiled and patted his back, feeling the warmth of his presence.
Entering the house together, you and Cole walked into the kitchen, where everyone's attention turned towards you. Luke's eyes lit up with joy as he saw you, and he quickly moved forward to give you a bear hug. "Hey, Moosey," you said with a smile, squeezing him tightly. You returned the hug, savoring the familiar warmth and comfort of being in his arms.
"Alright, my turn," Trevor chimed in, patting Luke's back as Luke reluctantly let go. Trevor opened his arms, and you smiled, giving him a warm hug as well. Luke couldn't help but watch as you embraced Trevor, feeling a slight pang in his gut. After exchanging greetings with everyone else, you and Luke finally had the chance to catch up.
Sitting together by the fire pit, you listened attentively as Luke excitedly shared details about his season. You sat with your legs tucked under you, gazing at him with love in your eyes. The warmth of the fire mirrored the warmth you felt in your heart, relishing the moments spent in each other's company.
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You laid down on the boat, basking in the gentle warmth of the Michigan sun caressing your skin. Luke suggested going on a boating trip, but he didn't want his friends or brothers to ruin the chance of spending time alone with you. The other guys begged to join, but Luke was determined to have this moment just for the two of you.
As the boat glided across the serene water, you heard the anchor drop, creating a soft splash. The tranquil sound of the water swishing around the boat added to the peaceful ambiance. Moments later, you felt a shadow looming over you, prompting you to open your eyes. There stood Luke, his presence engulfing you in a fluttering sensation. It was as if he was a god, with the sun delicately kissing his body. His curls sat perfectly atop his head, a far cry from the unruly hair he had as a kid.
"Hello there," you greeted, resting your glasses on top of your head. Luke smiled and playfully pushed your feet off the seat before taking a seat next to you, his hand landing on your leg. While it may have seemed like a friendly gesture to others, every fiber of your being felt electrified by his touch.
"Tell me, what's up?" Luke asked, looking at you intently. Your gaze shifted to the lake as you missed the loving look he sent your way. His eyes roamed your exposed legs, exploring your features, before returning to your face. As you turned your attention back to him, he smiled, and you couldn't help but study every small detail of him—the curve of his nose, the freckles dotting his cheeks like constellations.
He smiled, standing up and leaning against the side of the boat, taking a seat on the cushioned seats. "There's gotta be something interesting going on," he said, prompting you to shake your head, tucking your knees under your chin. "I'm not cool," you replied with a shrug.
Luke scoffed, then bent down next to your tanning chair. "You're so cool," he said, his voice filled with sincerity. You looked over at him, feeling your heart light up at the sight of your Luke. "I am?" you asked, your cheeks flushing slightly.
You locked eyes with Luke, feeling a magnetic pull between you. His gaze dipped down to your lips, and you both leaned in hesitantly, watching each other with intense anticipation. The world around you seemed to fade away as your lips met, causing you to melt into a puddle of bliss. Luke smiled, his hand gently guiding you by the back of your neck, while your hand rested on his cheek.
The kiss deepened, fueled by the intensity of your connection. In the midst of the passionate exchange, you scooted closer to make room for Luke to sit beside you. He seamlessly moved next to you, never breaking the kiss. His hand slipped under your shirt, caressing your back, sending shivers down your spine.
Eventually, you pulled away, your lips still yearning for his. He eagerly chased your lips, showering you with sweet, small kisses. Each kiss left you breathless, cherishing the tenderness and love exchanged between you.
Your body yearned for Luke, and it was as if he could read your mind. He patted his lap, and without hesitation, you straddled him. He let out a shaky breath, his eyes filled with an overwhelming amount of love and desire. In that moment, it wasn't just a sensual encounter; it was a deeply intimate gesture.
His hands ran up and down your back, sending shivers of pleasure throughout your body. You leaned down, cupping his face in your hands, as he eagerly leaned up, desperate for another kiss. With a smile, you leaned down, capturing his lips in a passionate and intense kiss. The connection between you both was electric, and the heat of the moment enveloped you, leaving you both lost in the depths of your desire and affection for each other.
After pulling away from the intense kiss, you found solace in laying your head on Luke's chest. Looking up at him, your finger traced the contours of his nose gently. With a soft and affectionate tone, you whispered, "My sweet Luke," before pressing a tender kiss to his lips. Luke's smile blossomed in response, and he reciprocated the peck with equal tenderness. In that moment, you felt an overwhelming sense of peace and contentment, cherishing the deep connection and love that had blossomed between you.
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#nhl x reader#hockey boys#nhl imagine#hockey imagine#luke hughes x y/n#luke hughes fluff#luke hughes fic#luke hughes x reader#nhl hockey#luke hughes
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No literally I want to be in a gc so badly😭😭😭😭
I feel like one of the only people on this app not in a gc🧍♀️
am I missing something here? must I be older for this shit?? should I care this much?? (probably not)
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I need the scratch tickets I bought today to give me enough money to pay my rent… this shit better work. I’m desperate enough to repost this onto my blog lmao
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I love your content but I understand!!!! All the best❤️
so I’m probably gonna stop posting for a while, or probably delete my account? I’m a way if that makes sense. But it was fun knowing you guys and it was a great journey, I’ll probably still be active just not posting (unless I change my mind) again I am so sorry thank for understanding (if you do)
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Because he is🤠
why does cole look like an oversized child in this picture
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two for the price of one.
A/N: the lack off Ethan and Mark gifs, and threesome smut it’s outrageous. Sorry for bad grammar and spelling English isn’t my first language. Also first time writing threesomes.
TW: fem reader, Unprotected sex, cream pie, threesome, overstimulation, slight begging.
“You like how it feels, baby?” Mark questioned whispering in your ear softly, kissing your cheek. Earning a soft whimper from you. “What’s was that princess, we’ve haven’t heard you enough tonight” Ethan said his thrust slowly speeding up.
It was hard formulating a coherent sentence or thought the pleasure being unbearable. “Feels so good” you moan out desperately, mark hands going down your body slowly dipping into your dripping cunt, circling figure eights on your clit.
The guys chuckle at your state, all worn out and fucked dumb, squirming underneath marks arms, Ethan grabs your chin forcing you to look at him, your half lidded pleasure eyes looking at his hazel eyes.
“You don’t get to cum, not yet” Ethan denied “not until we say so” mark added holding your hips while circling your clit making the heat pool to you belly making you whine in response holding marks hands tightly.
“I can’t” you cried out “please” Mark chuckled “please what darling” lifting his hands an wiping a tear from your face “what do you need” Ethan added his thrust slowing down.
Your head flies back, tears escaping your face, this was torture and they where enjoying It, Ethan was hitting that delicate spot over and over again, stretching you out and filling you up.
“Ethan” you whimper out, shooting your head back up only to arch your back, head landing on marks shoulders.
“Don’t” Ethan grunted out through his thrust feeling his orgasm building up “Mark won’t be as soft as I am with you baby”. And he was absolutely right but you couldn’t handle it right now.
You clenched around Ethan your arms flying to his shoulders, nails digging into them, eyes closed, letting his name fall out of your mouth like a prayer as you orgasm, him following up filling you up to the brim making you whimper.
Catching your breath, your mind begins to spin drunkly, your eyes landing on marks, him shaking his head and Ethan giving you a disapproving look. You felt shy under both their gaze. Cheeks turning red.
“She’s made a mess” Mark chuckled smirking “what are we gonna do with you princess”. Ethan pulls out leaving you feeling empty, squirming with anticipation on what gonna happen next.
Mark steps up out of the bed to tower over you, you inhale his cologne raking over your nostrils. “Turn around, ass up” he said you following his orders “good girl” Marks voice mumbles.
A/N: not how I picture the ending? I kinda rushed this 😭, but I hope you like it. Kennedy out!
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EDDY🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
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Was this during his UMICH days??!?
if you’re comfortable with answering but why don’t you like Matty Beniers
He sent those to a 16 year old girl 🧍♂️
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OH MY GOD?!!??!!????😨😨😨😨😨😨😨
if you’re comfortable with answering but why don’t you like Matty Beniers
He sent those to a 16 year old girl 🧍♂️
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I can imagine family dinners would just be focused on them and their accomplishments🥲 and you’d just sit there and listen
do you guys think any of the hughes brothers don’t actually like playing hockey and just feel pressured to
like if i were a part of that fam i’d feel so left out if i didn’t play
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