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Just wanted to let the non in my inbox who requested a jack hughes fic that i am very much still taking requests so keep an eye out for it!
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something fluffy w/ dawson
maybe he loses a game & goes to her apartment after and he’s sad and so sweet & just wants to be comforted. he calls her baby a lot & asks to spend the night & idk
a/n: strayed just a little and turned into it something a little different but hope you like it!!
You didn’t let yourself fall too deep into this. If anything you reminded yourself constantly that what was going on between you and Dawson was simply just friends hooking up. Even if you felt like some of the things he did and said were borderline boyfriend territory. But boys were weird like that and you weren’t going to let yourself get delusional and get your hopes up.
Yet you had just spent your night on the couch watching his game and not too long after the game ended (and it didn’t end well) you had gotten a text asking if he could come over. Even though you didn’t want to get attached you weren’t going to tell him no especially when you knew he was having a rough night.
When the knock came on your door you went and opened it “Hey” he let out a small breath as soon as he saw you and before you could even return the hey his hands were on your face, pulling you in for a kiss. You reminded yourself this was why he came over, it’s not like he wanted to sit here and talk about his feelings. So you continued the kiss, pulling him into your place.
Somehow you both had ended up on the couch, you on his lap as his lips kept moving against yours. He pulled away slowly from you, his thumb brushing your cheek “I missed you tonight, baby.” The butterflies in your stomach bursted as he said this and there it was that small piece of hoping rising up. “I watched your game, sorry about how it ended.” You told him but instead of looking upset a small smile creeped onto his lips.
“You watched my game?” He asked and a small blush grew on your cheeks. “I usually watch them.” You admitted to him and it was like his smile couldn’t grow wider. “How about next time you come to the actual game?” That was definitely a normal friendly invite from him you reminded yourself. “You want me to go to your next game?”
“Yeah, the boys have been wanting to meet you too so it’ll be perfect. Plus of course I want my girl at my game.” You caught the nervous look that appeared on his face for only a few seconds before he quickly changed it back to normal. “Your girl?” You asked, a small smile playing on your lips. This time it was his turn to turn slightly pink.
“Uh yeah, if that’s okay. I know we haven’t really talked about what we were but I don’t know it kind of feels like we’re together..and I really like you and yeah I’m going to stop babbl—“ You didn’t let him finish his sentence before pressing your lips to his. Both of you stayed like that for a couple of minutes. This was happening for real and you weren’t overthinking everything that had happened since the night you two met.
Dawson slowly pulled away “Is it okay if I spend the night?” He asked and you didn’t even think twice about his question. “You don’t even have to ask that. You can spend as many nights here as you want.” With your words a smile grew on his lips as he returned right back to kissing you. Yeah, you were definitely enjoying the whole boyfriend thing.
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Who is ready for me to post my Mercer fic??
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still open for dawson mercer requests?
Yes! (also psa for everyone sorry I took a mini break but those mercer requests are coming!)
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hiii! i was wondering if you are continuing the Seal My Fate series? i’m dying for part 7 💕
i just realized i never finished that series omg ok maybe its time for a revival
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got a handful of mercer requests in my inbox and a very popular request is dawson x hughes sister so prepare yourselves for this fic
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just a girl who needs some dawson mercer requests sent in
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an enemies to lovers nico fic...
a/n: 1. could anyone actually find nico annoying? 2. i promise all my marino lovers theres plenty of marino content coming 3. i will probs make more parts to this if you guys like it and ask for more
Everyone loved Nico or at least that’s what it felt like. Everyone except for you. You weren’t even sure where this hatred for each other had started but whenever you two were in the same room all you managed to do with each other was bicker. Apparently you were also in a room a little too often with him since you were close friends with the Hughes’ brothers and were often out with them or at games.
Like right now for example. You were watching the game trying to enjoy your night watching your friends play and there was Nico. Even on the ice he managed to set your blood on fire and not in a good way. He clearly knew how irritating he was because he looked up at you, sending you a quick wink as a smirk grew on his lips.
Man was he insufferable. But at least if he was on the ice he couldn’t exactly talk with you. Later on in the night you were somehow roped up into going out with the boys to some random bar where they promised it would be so much fun, you weren’t too sure about that though. “Are you and Nico just going to bicker the whole time though?” Jack asked because of course everyone noticed how you two acted in a room together.
“You know maybe if you guys just make out and get it over with all this tension will go away.” Luke pointed out and your face twisted in disgust. “Jack, can we drop Luke off. He’s talking crazy.” You told him and Jack let out a small laugh. “Right now Luke makes the most sense out of us all.” Maybe all boys were annoying, that’s what you were learning.
It was almost immediate the minute you walked into the room. “Don’t look so excited to see me.” Nico teased and there was that annoying smirk once again. “I would much rather be home than here with you, trust me.” With your own words, Jack bumped your hip, giving you a warning look. “Try being nice.” He pointed out. Jack wanted you to be nice? Fine. You went through the rest of the night being a joy…to everyone except Nico of course.
At some point in the night some guys decided to go back to Jacks apartment, Nico included which was unfortunate for you. It also didn’t seem like he had any urgency to leave the more the night passed and some of the other guys had already fallen asleep on the couch. Meanwhile you were looking for some snacks in the kitchen which wasn’t that hard because you knew Luke had a good stash except of course they were on the highest shelf.
“Need some help?” A voice came from behind you, one that you knew too well simply from how irritated it made you. “From you? No.” You simply said as you considered just climbing onto something but suddenly you felt the closeness of a body behind you as Nico’s arm reached around you to get the chips you wanted. Why the heck did he smell so good??
Nope, no you weren’t thinking about that as you turned around. Nico made no effort to move away from you. “What? Not even a thank you?” He asked and you rolled your eyes at him. “What you want me to kiss you as a thank you or something?” At your words his eyebrows raised. “I didn’t say all that but if you’re volunteering.”
“I would never.” You told him but you noticed how dangerously close he still was to you and how good his lips looked from here. “Not even a little curious?” He asked and you hesitated which was all he needed to let his fingers go to your chin, tilting your head up slightly. “No, not even a little.” You whispered to him but before you could stop yourself, you leaned forward, pressing your lips to his.
Somehow that small kiss turned into a much bigger make out session before both of you had decided to leave Jacks apartment and go back to his. The rest of the night went as a blur and every bit of irritation you had felt for Nico had slipped away momentarily for the night. But once you woke up in the morning to his body next to yours, the reminder of what had happened last night was right there. “Good morning, sunshine.” He mumbled, with that stupid smirk once again. “Want me to make you breakfast?” He asked as he started to sit up. “I swear if you ever tell Jack and Luke what happened last night..” You trailed off as a shirtless Nico stretched carelessly in front of you. “Yes to breakfast.”
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Can you do an imagine where jack’s wife (reader) and kids are at the game when he gets hurt and then after when they bring him home?? A little angst ending in lots of fluff
a/n: y'all i am not good at writing an angry jack because all i can think of when i see him is just a small bean
Your heart was in your throat when Jack went down on the ice, the hit had been a hard one and you knew Jack well enough to know that if he was staying down it was because he was hurt. But you also were trying to not react too much because you had your six year old daughter and your one year old son with you.
Your daughter especially was at the age where she started to question certain things and she picked up on emotions really well. So even if you weren’t reacting she knew something was wrong with her dad but you had to stay calm to keep her calm. “Mommy..is daddy okay?” She asked and you nodded your head. “Daddy is okay, the doctor is just going to check him.” You told her as he skated off the ice.
It didn’t take long until someone who worked for the team found you, and you were sure it was because Jack had sent them which was a pretty good indication this game was done for him. Your stomach was in knots as you held onto your one year old and your six year old. The minute Jack came out of the locker room you could tell he was pissed which meant the news really wasn’t good.
Your daughters hand slipped from yours as she ran up to Jack “Daddy!!” She exclaimed forgetting all her nervousness from earlier and just excited to see him. “Not right now little bug.” He told her as he placed a gentle hand on her head, leading her back to you. “Let’s go home.” He told you, his voice rough which only made that pit in your stomach grow more.
You hated when Jack was upset. When you got to the car the both of you helped strap the little ones to their car seats and then you went towards the drivers seat “I’ll drive.” You told him and immediately a frown grew on his lips. “I’m literally fine, stop treating me like I’m going to break.” He snapped at you out of nowhere. “Jack, I’m not doing this right now. Get in the car.”
It was a clear warning and you were just happy he listened and went to his side. Once you got home you didn’t say another word to Jack, instead you got started on the kids bedtime routine which included baths. This alone took what felt like forever with the two of them and without Jacks help it only felt like it took longer.
But once your one year old was down for bed you moved onto your six year old and in between all of this Luke had shown up to check on his brother. Your daughter before you could convince her otherwise had walked over to Jack. “Daddy can you read me a story tonight?” And with a shake of his head Jack responded “Not tonight.” And with that your six year old returned to you disappointed.
Once you had her in bed you could hear the faint conversation Jack was having with Luke and it didn’t sound great. The last thing you heard was Luke mutter to his brother “You don’t have to be such an ass.” Before you heard your front door shut. “Mommy will be back, pick out a book.” And with those words you went and found Jack.
Your husband sat at the kitchen counter, his head in his hands and your heart sank once again. You walked over to him, your arms wrapping around him and you could feel him soften under your touch. “Your brother isn’t wrong but I get why you’re upset.” You whispered to him. “I’m sorry, baby.” And you could tell it was a genuine apology and that finally everything was catching up to him.
“I just hate letting the team down and you guys.” He whispered to you. “Well right now you have a six year old upstairs who just wants her dad to read her a story.” You reminded him and he just nodded his head. “You’re her hero, Jack. Just remember that next time.” And with those words you saw something shift in Jack and you knew that tonight wouldn’t be repeated again.
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Can we get a part 2 for the Quinn fic that used the song Back To You?
a/n: break up quinn fics always hurt my heart so you guys dont even know how sad part 1 made me
It had been a week since you had seen Quinn at the club and since that night the texts from him were nonstop. That kiss might have melted you to your core but you weren’t giving in, not yet at least. Maybe it was evil but you wanted Quinn to squirm a little.
Texts were ignored, calls were ignored, the flowers he sent to your house were not ignored but you didn’t send him a thank you text or call him like he had asked on the card. You were going to give it a few more days before you reached out you had decided. But apparently what you decided wasn’t what was going to happen.
A knock on your door let you know someone was there and when you looked through the peephole there was Quinn and there he was holding his phone above his head? You opened the door confused but when you opened the door your thoughts were washed away because the song you both had deemed was your song was playing from his phone.
“Quinn what are you doing? It’s nearly midnight. Didn’t you have a game tonight?” You asked and you knew you made a mistake with your words when he grinned slightly. “So you still keep track of my game schedule?” Your cheeks turned a slight shade of red, you weren’t going to admit you had actually watched the game.
“Doesn’t matter. I’m reenacting that one scene from that movie you like except I didn’t have a boom box.” He pointed out and you felt your heart skip a beat at the notion. “Okay, get inside before you wake up all my neighbors.” You told him as you pulled him into your place and with that he turned the music off.
“You’ve been ignoring my texts and calls.” He pointed out and you nodded your head, there wasn’t much for you to say on that subject because you didn’t really have an excuse for it nor did you want to give one. “Baby, please. I know I was wrong and I want to come back home.” And there went your heart again.
“Quinn..I want you to come back home too I just…I can’t go back to the way we were acting.” You told him and you worried that both of you would. “I think it would be better if we took things slow.” You told him quietly because you were sure he wouldn’t be happy with that answer. Instead he nodded his head fervently. “Whatever you need or want, I’ll do it.”
This was the first time in a long while that it felt like Quinn was actually putting in the effort. “We’ll go out on dates, take it slow and then maybe one day you’ll let me move back in?” He asked and you nodded your head. “I think that’s a good idea.” You agreed and with that a small smile spread on his lips. “I’ll do anything if it means you’re all mine again."
#quinn hughes fic#quinn hughes x reader#quinn hughes blurb#quinn hughes#quinn hughes imagine#( back to you ft quinn hughes )
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Heyy could you please do a blurb with trevor where him and his gf are at a party and some guy starts flirting with his gf and won't stop so trevor gets super protective and fights the guy please
a/n: promised some trevor things to fill in the hole of him being out injured right now. dont worry jack peeps i got you next.
warnings: violence mentioned
Summer was full of endless fun. There was work too but not as much work as when hockey season came around and your boyfriend who was fully committed to the sport was constantly either at games or other events for his team. Right now you were just grateful for the warm weather and all the free time to travel..
Tonight the both of you plus some of his friends went to some party but you lost sight of him about fifteen minutes ago when him and Jack went to go grab some more drinks while you stayed behind talking to some of your own friends. Your moment of fun came to a halt though when some random guy came up to you.
“Hey, hope you didn’t come with any of these guys because no way any of these losers would know what to do with a girl like you.” The guy said and you cringed at his words. “Actually I have a boyfriend, he’s getting me a drink and he does just fine with me.” You told him offering a small awkward smile as you hoped he’d go away.
“Well maybe I can show you how much better I am.” He told you and suddenly after you waited nearly twenty minutes for him, Trevor and Jack were finally back. “Hey man, move out of my way so I can get to my girl.” He warned the guy and you had a feeling he had heard the last few words. “And if I don’t?” The guy asked as uneasiness spread in your stomach.
You watched as Trevor handed his drink over to Jack who seemed to realize exactly what his best friend was going to do. Before you could even try to stop him, Trevors fist flew into the other guy and a fight ensued. You weren’t sure at what point it stopped but eventually Jack had put the drinks down and managed to pull Trevor off of him.
“We need to go.” Jack said to the both of you and you just nodded your head in shock. The car ride back home was quiet, Trevor was still running on anger and you were still upset about the whole thing. Meanwhile Jack was just good enough to read the room and know no one wanted to talk right now.
Once you got home you went straight up to your room, not really in the mood to talk and it was clear Trevor needed some space too. After a couple of hours Trevor showed up at the door “Are you mad at me?” He asked, his voice quiet and you could tell your answer would hurt him. “I’m not mad, I’m just I don’t know. I don’t like seeing you like that…you know outside of the game.”
You’ve seen him get upset before, you’ve seen him throw hands before but never outside of a game. He walked over, sitting on the edge of the bed and on instinct you moved so you could be in his arms. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to ruin your night.” He whispered to you and you shook your head. “The other guy ruined my night not you. I just don’t want to see you like that again.”
“I’m sorry, I promise I’ll do better” He told you and you snuggled into him more. “Thank you for sticking up for me.” You whispered to him and a small smile spread on his lips. “Always.”
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the reaction to my luke fic was insane im glad you guys love it! let me know if theres other luke things you'd want to see
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can you do a pregnant reader x either quinn or luke hughes at the lake house?
a/n: i feel like i rarely get luke requests so i went with luke for this one plus i don't think i've ever done dad!luke
This summer definitely looked very different for you and Luke. You were used to coming out here to the lake house with the Hughes brothers for years. The guests were always different whether it was the boys from Michigan who were there for Luke or random teammates from each boys respective team or also just the random bunch of friends they had. This year though there was an extra guest technically.
When you and Luke found out you were pregnant it was a shock to you all because it wasn’t planned but both of you were excited. That excitement only grew when you told family and friends. Both of his brothers were excited about their soon to be nephew and so were all the teammates (past and present).
Right now you were all out on the boat with some of the boys, Luke laying out on one of the seats as you leaned against him, his hand resting on your baby bump. “By next summer my little nephew will be wake surfing with us.” Jack said as he got himself ready to get in the water. Immediately shook your head. “Absolutely not.”
You could feel Luke laugh from under you. “Guys relax, I only just convinced her to let me teach him how to skate once he starts walking.” Which you still were unsure of but you let Luke have that one thing out of all the things you were sure that the Hughes brothers would come up with. “Who would have thought Lukey boy would be the first dad out of us.” Quinn pointed out with a shake of his head.
“If anything you guys just all need to catch up so my kid has some friends.” Luke pointed out, his hand mindlessly rubbing at your stomach. “Right little guy? Although Jack with a kid is a pretty scary thought.” He laughed as Jack flipped him off. “Not any scarier than you with a kid. At least I’ll be there to help raise the little guy.”
Even though Jack was teasing you both were relieved that Jack would be close by because having some family to help was nice. But both of you also felt bad because you knew Quinn wanted to be closer for this alone. “And Uncle Quinn is always one FaceTime call away.” Quinn reminded which made you and Luke smile. “Oh the little guy liked that.” Luke commented as he felt his son kick. You looked around at the guys and you that feeling of worry washed away because you knew both you and Luke had the best support system.
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Hoping Trevor wins the poll because I need something to get over the sadness of him being injured lol
I feel that so hard but don't worry even if he doesn't i'll make sure he's next up
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Nico being upset not playing tonight
a/n: nico seemed to be the popular pick in my inbox tonight so this is for all my nico lovers
Nico had been upset the minute he found out he would be sitting out a few games but he only grew more upset every game he didn’t play. He missed the roadtrip which he was pretty upset about. It didn’t help that the team was struggling a little without him and Jack and you knew your boyfriend well enough to know he was blaming himself.
“I’m the captain and I’m not even out there to help them.” He huffed as he drove you both to the game. You weren’t sure what was better honestly, going to the game and him sitting up in a suite watching it. Or being at home watching. To Nico neither option was good enough because he wanted nothing more than to be on the ice.
You let out a small sigh because this is the same thing you had been hearing for over a week now. “I know babe but you don’t want to risk getting worse.” You reminded him because you also knew he would push himself a little too hard. All you could do was silently hope that the game went better than the last one just because you knew Nico would blame himself for another loss.
Of course the Hockey Gods did not seem to agree with you because shortly into the first period the team was already down and the energy in the suite you were sharing with the other boys was filled with very tense energy. Right now you were just dreading the ending tot his game. Unfortunately the game did not go the way any of you wanted it to and the drive back home was a quiet one.
It was clear that Nico was upset and your hand reached over to land on his arm gently. “It’s my fault.” He spoke out into the air and you shook your head. “You know it’s not and there’s nothing you could have done differently.” You reminded him but you knew Nico was going to be stubborn. “I’m the captain, this is my fault.”
You got frustrated when Nico got like this and you didn’t mean to shut down on him but that’s what you did. So instead of arguing with him you got quiet as he continued to drive you both home. That quietness continued even once you guys got inside and into bed but shortly after being in between the sheets you felt your boyfriend slide into your side.
Your own arms went around him as you nuzzled into the crook of his shoulder. “I’m sorry about earlier, I just get so upset seeing the guys go through this alone.” He whispered to you and you pressed a kiss to his skin. “I know but they’re not going through it alone. You might not be on the ice but they know you’re there for them anyways.” You reminded him and he nodded his head. “What would I do without you?”
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Could you write something with Kirby Dach where the reader is kind of intimidated by him? Like he’s so tall and I just feel like him backing a girl up against a wall in a consensual and flirty/sexual tension filled way would be so attractive
a/n: kinda finally getting over the flu and this was the first time all week that i was able to form an actual fic
The cat and mouse game was fun in a way and for the past few months that was the game you and Kirby had been playing. You two had first met through your best friend Cole who happened to play on the same hockey team as Kirby. Since that first night you had met the flirting had only grown but neither of you ever broke that line that you were both so carefully tiptoeing on.
“So is Kirby coming to this party tonight?” You asked Cole as you helped him grab some of the drinks he had bought for the night. He looked over at you, raising an eyebrow. “Well most of the guys are and some of my other friends..” Cole took a deep pause as he eyed you carefully. “Why do you care about Kirby specifically?” He asked and then his jaw fell slightly “Wait please tell me you two…no.” immediately you shook your head at him.
“No! We haven’t anything. Just..Pals.” You shrugged and a look of horror grew on Coles face. “I’ll have a chat with him later.” That was even more horrifying of a thought. Even though you both flirted with each other and it was obvious there was an attraction there the last thing you wanted was for Cole to go talk to him about that.
You spent the remainder of setting up trying to convince your best friend otherwise but you had a feeling that he wasn’t going to listen to you. The party itself was fun, there were a few boys you recognized that had been friends with Cole for years and you also recognized a good chunk of his teammates. But your eyes searched for the one person you were looking for, disappointment filling your features when you didn’t see him.
“Looking for me?” A voice came from behind you, low enough to your ear and sending chills down your spine because you knew who it belonged to. You turned around a small smirk on your lips as you tilted your head up at Kirby. “Now why would I look for you? I heard that Coles cute friend from New Jersey is here, maybe I’m looking for him.” You shrugged and you saw an amused look grow on Kirbys face.
You don’t know at what point you both had walked into the corner of the room but you realized there was nowhere for you to go because you were backed up into a wall. Not that you were really complaining right now. Kirbys hand found your hip and if he wasn’t so dang tall you could have easily kissed him with how close he was. “Why are you still playing this game?” He asked and you chewed on your lower lip.
“What game?” You asked, knowing exactly what he was referring to but you wanted him to just say it. “This whole acting like you don’t want me to kiss you right now.” He leaned down just slightly, his lips definitely getting closer to the point where you could kiss him. “Because I know even if you don’t say it that you want to kiss me and not Jersey, wherever he is.” Couldn’t exactly argue with his point there.
“If you’re so sure of it then just kiss me.” You told him and with those words his head leaned down and when his lips were just mere inches from yours you heard a shout from across the room that was directed right at Kirby. “Dach! We need to talk.” You groaned at the sound of Cole’s voice and in his insistence of ruining your night. Kirby pulled away but a small smirk remained on his lips. “This isn’t done. I’m kissing you before the night ends.” And with those words he left, going over to Cole who looked like he was ready to have some serious words with his teammate.
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