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lukeywritesstuff · 4 months
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Holiday Shopping
Dad!Luke x Mom!Reader
Description: Luke, your 4 year old son and you go holiday shopping together. And yes they did name their kid after Sidney Crosby because I feel like at least one Hughes brother would do that.
Warnings: fluff, lots of it, children and a pregnancy mention.
NOT MY GIF!
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“Luke did you text Quinn to ask him if we’re getting Jack a new basketball net for the lake house?” I asked my husband as we walk around Dick’s Sporting Goods.
“Yeah he said we’re gonna buy it since we have a bigger car and he’s gonna pay me half of it back.” He said. “Uhm I’ll pick out the net and you can go to the shoes with Sid to let him pick new ones for school, and can you grab a pair of air forces for Duker? I’ll text you his size.”
“Yeah. Can you also grab another stick for Sid for street hockey? Your brother and him were playing yesterday and he broke his other stick.” I said and Luke nodded before we went our separate ways.
After we pay there we put all the stuff in the trunk of Luke’s truck before we went into the actual mall.
We decided to start off my going into some stores to buy things for our mums, we picked up makeup and skincare from Sephora, some comfy leggings from some pop up leggings store, and some Ugg boots from the Ugg store.
Then we went into Spencer’s and bought Quinn some T-shirt with some lame quote about looking grumpy because Luke thought it was the funniest thing ever, and we went to GameStop and got him a new controller because Luke said he complains about drift while playing chel.
We picked up Mario Kart for Sid’s switch at the GameStop as well, Luke and Sid went off on their own after to find something for me, so I decided to grab some things for them, which was, like: some actor Luke likes biography, some Nike sweatpants, Lululemon hoodies and a headband (his hair is always in his face but he doesn’t wanna cut it), a new Stanley because he lost his at the rink, and a baby onesie to tell him about the baby I’m pregnant with. And I got Sid: some Lego sets he told me he wanted, a Nike sweatsuit, a new target set for his net, new roller blades, Mario Kart as said earlier, and a new iPad since he dropped his down the stairs.
We met back up after and Sid was sleeping in Luke’s arm as he was carrying bags in another.
“Let’s just buy my dad something online, someone’s a little sleepy.” He said and I smiled at my two beautiful boys.
“That sounds good. He’s not hard to shop for anyways. Let’s go.” I said and we drove home.
I hid the presents I bought for the guys in the laundry room knowing neither of them go in there anyways. Then I go upstairs and see Luke and Sid lying in mine and Luke’s bed so I lay with them and just stare at my sleepy boys.
I love my family, and I can’t wait for the new addition to come in 5 months.
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astars-things · 1 year
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You need to write one where like lukes daughter hears the reader call him lukie pookie and so she calls him that?
Pairing Dad!Luke Hughes x Mom!reader
I never thought much about the pet names I used for my husband, Luke. "Lukie Pookie" just seemed like a cute and endearing nickname to me. But one day, when our 2-year-old daughter Aurora overheard me calling him that, things changed.
I was in the kitchen making dinner when I heard Aurora's little voice say, "Lukie Pookie!" I turned around to see her standing there with a big smile on her face.
Luke walked in just then and she looked up at him and said, "Lukie Pookie!" He smiled down at her and said, "Hey there, little miss. It's dada to you." But Aurora just giggled and kept calling him Lukie Pookie.
I was tucking Aurora into bed when I decided I should probably speak to her about calling luke , lukie pookie "Hey sweetie, you know what? Dada really likes it when you call him Dada. Can you try calling him that instead of Lukie Pookie?"
Aurora looked up at me with those big eyes and said, "But I like Lukie Pookie!" I sighed walking out of her room
"See what you've done?" luke spoke from the couch " I know I know I'm sorry" I cuddled into him making puppy eyes knowing he couldn't be mad at me
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zebraszegras · 2 months
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"I’m pregnant"
First fic for this AU!!
Pairing: Luke Hughes x OC Sophie Winters
Word count: 1k words :)
Warnings: talk of pregnancy, mentions of morning sickness, slight angst, like one swear word, fluff at the end :) NOT PROOF READ
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Sophie was finally able to get some time off from college to fly up to New jersey for three weeks. She had been missing Luke so much recently. It was a lot harder then she thought, being miles away from him for months on end, but they made it work. They were making sure not to take any of they're time for granted.
Unfortunately, during week two of her visit, Sophie had gotten sick with something. She was waking up to go puke and felt horrible. At first, the thought of being pregnant didn't even cross her mind, but then when she checked her period app and saw she was 6 days late, she started to panic. She was never late.
On the third day of week three of her trip, Sophie went down to the closest pharmacy while Luke was at practice and bought three different brands of pregnancy tests just to be sure. She was mentally freaking out, but was trying to convince herself it was nothing.
She was staring at the boxes on the counter, thinking deeply about what she would do if she was pregnant, but decided to just take them before she psyched herself out of it.
She took all three tests before leaving the bathroom and pacing around Luke's room for the 10 minutes it took all of them to tell. As soon as she heard the alarm, she ran back in and quickly gave herself a pep talk before flipping the tests.
Pregnant. Pregnant. Pregnant.
They all said pregnant. She was going to have a baby. She stared in shock for about 2 minutes before breaking out into sobs. What was she going to do? What was Luke going to think? How was this going to work?
Her mind was working miles per minute. She couldn't do this. She wasn't ready to be a mother. She knew she was going to keep the baby. This was her fault and she would never forgive herself in the future if she did get rid of it.
She checked the time, seeing Luke and Jack would be back in about half an hour. She quickly cleaned everything up, hiding the tests. She washed her face and went to lay in bed, thinking of ways to tell Luke about this.
She didn't get much time however, because she hears the front door open and Luke yells out "We're back!". The panic sets in again, but she quickly calms herself down and waits for Luke to walk in.
She moves on with her day, not mentioning anything until later that night, when they're both laying in Luke's bed together. She mentally yells at herself for keeping it in all day, before opening her mouth faster then her mind was working.
"I need to tell you something," she says quickly.
Luke's hand that was rubbing up and down her back stops at the tone of her voice, and he pulls back from her just enough to see her face.
"What's wrong?" He questions.
"Promise you won't get mad at me," she begs, "I hate when you're mad at me."
Luke frowns and sits up.
"I promise," he whispers. She can tell by his expressions that he's nervous. Here goes nothing.
"I'm pregnant." The band aid's been ripped.
Luke doesn't say anything. He just stares at her until she can't take it anymore.
"Lu? Please say something. Anything," her voice is shaky, and her eyes gloss over. He stands up to pace around his room.
"Are you being serious?" he finally speaks. She nods her head before dropping her eyes to her shaking hands.
"Sophie I can't- my career is just starting and you're fucking pregnant?"
A sob escapes her mouth. He's mad, he promised he wouldn't be mad.
"I'm sorry," sob. "I really am," Another sob. "I'm keeping it though. I would never forgive myself if I didn't," sob. "I won't hate you if you don't want it. I know how much your career means to you," and again, another sob escapes past her lips.
Luke's face softens at her words, and his heart breaks that she thinks he's leaving her when she needs him most, when she's carrying they're child. He crouches in front of her, placing his hands on her knees and rubs them lovingly.
"Soph, look at me," he whisper softly. When she looks up at him with her red and teary eyes, his first tear of the night falls from his eye. "You have nothing to be sorry for."
"I promise you, I'm not leaving you okay? Nothing means more to me then you. I love you, and now I'm gonna love our baby," he tells her as more tears stream down his face.
"We're gonna be parents," she whispers with a small smile. "You're gonna be the best mother this world has ever seen baby," he says as he smiles through the tears.
Sophie lets out another sob before wrapping her arms around his neck, his going to her waist. They cry happy tears into each others shoulders. Luke whispers sweet nothings into her ear, things about how she's going to be an amazing mom, and how he couldn't imagine anyone else to be the mother to his child.
After a bit, Sophie pulls back to look at him with a small frown on her lips.
"Luke what are we gonna do? We live hours away from each other."
He moves his hands up to her face to wipe her tears, before kissing both her cheeks, then her forehead, and lastly her lips.
"We can talk about this later, ok baby? Why don't we lay down for tonight and talk more in the morning." Just the way he was talking was enough to make Sophie's heart squeeze in joy.
"Okay," she whispers. Luke stands up and picks Sophie up, laying down with her on his chest.
"I love you, future mom," he says with a kiss to her head.
"I love you, future dad," Sophie responds with a small smile. They were going to be just fine.
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OKAY SO THAT WAS CRAZYYYYYYYYYY
what do we think? do we like? do we hate?
personally i love teehee
This is my first AU so im still learning how i want things to work, BUT
im loving this IM SO READY FOR THIS AUUUU
please send in your thoughts on this, and start sending in asks for blurbs and other fics and what not because I DONT KNOW WHERE TO GO FROM HERE
Anywayyyss that being said
thank you for reading and i love you all!
- Audree ♡
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fr4nkoce4n · 3 months
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𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏! ʲᵃᶜᵏ ʰᵘᵍʰᵉˢ
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in which jack comes home in a bad mood after getting eliminated from the playoffs but his two girls are always there for him.
song- watch you sleep. - girl in red
jack felt off, almost empty as he pulled into the driveway of his home. a frown was displayed on his face, after getting eliminated from the playoffs. his team had played a good game, but not good enough.
he opened his car door grabbing his bags and keys, making his way to the front door and opening it with one swift movement.
he dropped his bags to the ground and looked around, no one to be seen, the tv was turned off and all that could be heard was the song here comes the sun by the beatles.
it was his 4year old daughter, matilda’s favourite song, she would try her best to sing along to it, not able to even get the words correct. it always brought a smile to his face.
he made his way into the kitchen without trying to disrupt anything. he stopped from a distance as he saw his wife with matilda propped up on her right hip, dancing and singing around the kitchen as she was making something.
jack leaned against the frame of the window and just watched, a look of happiness spread across his face.
you had had a big night, from watching the game, to trying to make dinner, to trying to make matilda stop crying. the crying was never ending, and for what reason? she could never figure it out, tilly was now 4 but she was just always crying. and when you couldn’t make it stop you felt like a horrible mother.
at this very moment you had matilda on your hip and you were trying to distract her so she would stop crying. you danced around and even started singing before she stopped crying.
it was rough when jack had to go on a roadie, meaning you had to put in that little bit of extra effort around the house.
you weren’t going to lie, it was a little bit relieving knowing jack wouldn’t have alot of hockey to focus on after losing tonight. you sure felt bad for your husband though.
“need a hand?” jack spoke up and took matilda out of his wife’s hands and pulled her in for a hug, “dada!” matilda cheered and dug her head into her dads neck.
“hey tills!” jack greeted, placing a sweet kiss on his daughters forehead.
“im sorry about the game jack.” you spoke and gave your husband a peck on lips.
“it’s okay, we tried our best.” he sighed, you could tell he was upset about it all.
“i need to finish dinner, could you go give her a bath?” you ask quietly.
“of course.”
jack carried matilda to the bathroom and turned on the bath tub. he grabbed out the basket full of tillys bath toys.
“which ones do you want tonight?” jack asked as he spread them out along the ground.
she picked up her favourite ones and placed them in the bath gently, as if they had feelings.
“good pick.” jack smiled picking up the rest of the toys and putting them away.
once the bath was full jack placed matilda in the bath and she played in there while jack washed her.
as her daddy put shampoo into her hair she looked up at him, she easily noticed that he wasn’t as talkative as he usually was and looked like he was sad.
“daddy?” she questioned.
“yes tilly baby?”
“do you have a boo boo?” she sat up in the bath and jack stopped massaging her scalp with conditioner.
“no honey, why do you ask?”
“your sad, what’s wrong daddy?” she frowned. “is it because you lost?”
“yes baby.” he sighed.
“it’s okay.” she placed her hand on top of his hoping to turn his frown into a smile.
a smile broke out on jack’s face, “thank you. can i ask you a question?”
she nodded gently.
“why do you get so upset all the time darling girl?” he asked curiously.
tilly looked like she was about to start crying again, “i miss you daddy.”
jacks heart swelled but also dropped, he wished that he could be there all the time for his girls.
“im always with you, in here.” he poked her little chest gesturing to her heart. “but baby, you need to stop getting so upset, it’s really hard on mummy, she feels bad when she can’t make you feel better.”
“do I make mummy sad?”
“not sad, she just feels like a bad mummy.” he sighed, knowing tilly most likely didn’t understand him anyway.
“she’s not a bad mummy!” she sort of yelled.
“she’s not. now come on, let’s get you dry and changed and into bed gorgeous.”
jack changed her into her pyjamas and placed her into her big girl bed pulling the blanket over her.
she closed her eyes straight away, but just was jack was about to shut the door she spoke up. “daddy?”
“yes?”
“i wont cry tonight so mummy feels better.”
“come see me if you want me baby.”
he left a gap in the door and made his way into the kitchen, his amazing wife had made his favourite meal, spaghetti bolognaise.
“ugh it looks and smells amazing baby.” he placed a kiss on your forehead and sat down next to you to eat.
you both dug into your food and ate up.
“im sorry you didn’t make it through to the next round.” you spoke quietly.
“it’s okay, I want to be here more for tilly, do you know why she cries so much?” he questioned his wife, she shared a look with him.
“no clue, I can’t get a peep out of her when she’s crying.” you frown.
“she said it’s because she misses me…” he sighed, he felt horrible. “i knew i would be a horrible dad.”
“hey hey hey, no your an amazing dad, tilly loves you, she wouldn’t want any other dad in the world.” you grabbed your husbands hand. “and I wouldn’t want anyone else to be my husband.”
you grab your husbands hand and drag him to tillys room and open the door, she is laid in her bed peacefully, “sometimes when your on a roadie i miss you so much so i come in here and watch her sleep. she looks exactly like you jack, and she calms me.”
jack remembered when tilly was first born, he would stay in her room for ages and watch her sleep because he was so worried something would happen to his girl.
but now, like his wife said, it was calming.
the way her little chest moved up and down as she breathed, the way she would move around every now and then and the way she would cuddle her snoopy teddy which had a devils jersey on it.
“we made her.” jack spoke softly.
“yeah. we did.” she grabbed jacks hand and leaned onto his shoulder.
this moment was the only moment he ever wanted, who cared about making it to the next round when he had his two girls at home?
they were all he ever needed.
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luvhughes43 · 6 months
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ice cream? | dad!quinn hughes
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request: can you write another one like your uncle jack story? i loveddd it!! maybe jack and luke are babysitting quinn’s daughter. i feel like they’d mac and cheese for dinner and both completely struggle doing it. and when it’s bedtime the toddler has a tantrum and they so gentle with her (but also kinda freaking out and don’t know what to do) and end up giving her ice cream and letting her watch a movie with them and she falls asleep on one of them. and quinn and mom come home like really guys?! you let a three year old tell you what to do 
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“What are you doing? you don't put the tinfoil bit in the microwave?!” Jack scolded his younger brother Luke as he yanked open the microwave before it set itself on fire. 
Luke stood dumbfounded, “how else are you supposed to cook it?”
the “it” in question being a mini cup of mac and cheese. Quinn thought it would be the safest dinner option and yet…
“Okay, let me do this you go entertain the baby” Jack shoos Luke away and towards an adorable toddler who smiled gummily up at her uncles. 
Luke scoops the little girl up, who giggles all the way to the couch. Luke plops them both down and reaches for the tv remote. 
“Shit!” Jack swears as he rips the microwave open. “Luke! You put in too much water!” 
Luke clicks the volume up on the tv. “You like paw patrol! Yeah, let's watch paw patrol!” Luke cheers to his niece who continues to giggle at her uncle's antics. 
“Doggy!” the little girl shouts as she points at the screen. Luke nods enthusiastically as he tunes out Jack's grumblings from the kitchen. 
15 minutes later, dinner was served.
Luke picked at his plate, “dude…”
“if you say that this is gross i swear…” Jack cut in. 
Before a small fight could break out, both brothers' attention were brought to the little girl in the high chair. “Yummy!” she smiled, lifting up her little plastic spoon and shovelling more of the questionable mac and cheese into her mouth. 
“ha! She likes it!”
“Jack… she's 2.. She was eating canned mashed peas like a month ago,” Luke replies.
Jack scowls. “It's literally your fault that the mac and cheese-”
“Play now!” their niece once again recaptures their attention as she shows them her empty plate. 
Jack gets up from the table and takes his niece out of her high chair.
After an hour of playing, the brothers get a text. 
hughes bros👨‍👨‍👦
quinn: Put my baby to bed now it's getting late. If she gets a little fussy read her another bedtime story she usually falls asleep after two stories. 
“your daddy says it's bedtime!” Jack coos to the little girl sitting in front of him and she immediately starts pouting. 
She throws the bright red block she's holding and yells, “no!”
“Luke, you wanna put her to bed?” Jack asks as he watches the toddler throw a small tantrum. She was rolling around on the floor now, toys long forgotten. 
“No sleep! No sleep!” she repeated, looking up at her uncles with her infamous puppy dog eyes. 
Luke walks over and picks her up off the floor. “Why don't we go read a story! That's so much fun!” Luke exclaims happily and the little girl in his arms continues to frown. 
“yeah let's read a story!” Jack cheers in an attempt to get the young girl to stop pouting. “I love stories!” 
“No!” she shouts again. 
Luke ignores her shouts, and carries her into her bedroom where she continues to pout. “Uncle Jacks going to pick out a really fun book while I get you ready for bed, okay?” 
“No!” 
After 20 minutes of fighting with the young girl, she was finally all ready for bed. As soon as she was in her crib, she immediately settled down and was happy to hear her story. She insisted on both of her uncles reading to her, and by the time they were done the first story she had already drifted off to sleep.
Jack and Luke sat in the living room, both on their phones as they waited for their brother and his wife to return.
“Wow this has been really easy!” Luke joked.
Jack looked over, rolling his eyes. “You almost burnt down the apartment” 
“Yeah but the baby's asleep now so does it really matter?” 
Jack shakes his head, “i’m not even going to reply to that”
“‘ACK! ‘UKE!” the wails of their niece ring out through the quiet apartment.
Both boys look at each other, and then immediately rush into their niece's bedroom. “What's up?” Jack coos, voice soft as he approaches the little girl with tears streaming down her face.
The little girl continues to cry. She stands up by the edge of the crib and holds her arms out to her uncles. Luke takes the hint and lifts the girl out of her crib and into his arms. 
“No sleep” she whispers against her uncle Luke's chest and both boys stare blankly at each other.
“But you have to go to sleep,” Luke tries, but the girl shakes her head. 
“No!” she cries. 
The cries only get worse, so Jack has the brilliant idea of feeding the girl some ice cream.
“Two year olds can have ice cream right?” he asks as he pulls the large tub out of his older brother's freezer. 
Luke nods, “yeah i'm sure vanilias safe for kids”  he shrugs the shoulder that his niece is not laying against. 
“You want some ice cream?” Jack asks as he holds a baby spoon up with a tiny bit of ice cream. The girl eagerly nods and reaches one hand out for the spoon.
The boys move to the couch, the little girl sat between them with her little bowl of ice cream in her lap. A movie softly plays in the background, lulling the girl to sleep with her hand in her ice cream bowl and head pressed against her uncle jack. 
At the sound of the front door unlocking, both boys sit upright. “Shit! Don't wake her up!” Luke whisper-shouts as he stands up and starts clearing off the coffee table. There was ice cream everywhere, courtesy of the sleeping 2 year old clinging to Jack's side. 
“Take her bowl!” Jack whispers as he tries to lift the baby's hand out of the sticky bowl. 
“You gave my daughter ice cream before bed?” Quinn questions, surveying the messy kitchen and living room. 
Luke, hands full of the incriminating ice cream bowls, shrugs. “She’s teething?” he says, but it comes out more of a question.
“My baby's teething? Are her molars coming through?” your worried voice drifts through the apartment as you step inside. 
“No!”
“Yes!” 
Jack and Luke both speak at the same time. 
“Right… okay i’ll take my baby back now!” Quinn speaks. When he reaches down to lift his daughter up though, he sees her ice cream coated hands. Quinn doesn't have to say anything.
“Right well! This was really nice so…"Jack trails off when Quinn finally has his daughter in his arms. She was asleep, so what did it really matter if she had some ice cream? 
“Yeah! I’ll see you next time!” Luke says, retreating into the guest bedroom. 
“Yeah, what he said! It's been great!” Jack mimics Luke.
“You're cleaning this up tomorrow,” Quinn's voice is fully in dad mode as he looks around the messy room. 
Jack nods enthusiastically before bidding the small family his goodnights. 
“Thank you for babysitting!” you whisper yell, which Jack responds with a quick thumbs up. 
A second later the guest bedroom door is clicked shut and Quinn and you are left standing in your quiet living room. 
“They're never babysitting again” Quinn sighs, looking down at his daughter who was covered in ice cream. 
“No, they're not” you sigh, leaning over and pressing a soft kiss to your daughter's forehead. “Letting a 2 year old tell them what to do… you got those boys wrapped around your finger!” you whisper to your little girl.
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thedevilrisen · 4 months
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Jealous Quinn imagine, please? 🥺
Sure Angel!
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"That's so interesting! What did you say your name was again?"
"Mark. What was yours sweetheart?"
"Y/N"
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"Quinn, mate you look like you're going to kill that poor boy." Brock stated as he sat back down into the booth with his new beer.
"I might just. She giggled at him, giggled! What could he be saying that's giggle worthy?" the man exclaimed
"Your focusing quite a lot on this for someone who says he couldn't care less about who she talked to." Brock spoke matter of factly.
"I don't!" Quinn exclaimed
"Are you sure about that? Your trust seems to have flown out the window 25 minutes ago." Brock the ever observant best friend was treading the very thin line of Quinn's patience.
"It's not her I don't trust. It's the clown sitting next to her." Quinn mumbled into his drink to avoid sounding as petty as he was feeling. However his eyes never left the pair sitting at the bar. "It's fine. I just have to get over myself, she's a big girl she can take care of herself."
"Alright then! How about some pool, I saw a table on my way back from the bar."
"Yeah," He sighed eye flicking back over to the pair once more, "He's touching her!"
Shooting out of the seat and winding his way through the tables he reached the bar, "Hey mate, great conversation. Touch my girlfriend again and I'll touch you rather violently."
"Qui-" you tried to fight as he pulled you from the bar stool and through the patrons to the exit. Once on the side walk he stopped rather abruptly causing you to collide into his muscular chest.
"You still love me right?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure."
"Very."
"I don't want to be seen as toxic but I hate when other guys touch you."
"Well you don't need to threaten them."
"Duly noted"
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pocketsizedq · 7 months
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Mama Bear and Papa Bear
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request;can you write where pregnant mom and quinn’s 3 year old toddler son go to watch quinns game against the devils with quinn’s parents and family friends. and everyone thinks his son is a miniature quinn personality and looks wise. and the little boy absolutely lovessss watching hockey and cheering on his dad and uncles but also kinda shy so he wants his mom next to him at all times and sometimes to carry him which is kinda hard bc she’s pregnant but quinn’s parents are a big help. and then when the games over quinn’s family and you guys all go out to dinner but now it’s kinda late so the toddlers kinda cranky but quinn is so soft and gentle with him during his tantrum 🥹
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Rowden Jerome Hughes also known as the quinn clone as He can be seen with the same "i don't want to be here face." He is Quinn's made over, but was a certified mama's boy. You can always find him either snuggled into your side or near his wonderful mumu.
You were sitting in the stands with the wonderful Ellen and Jim also known to Rowden as Mumu and Coach which he came up with on his own and the little hughes was curled up next to your six months belly which was another little boy watching his dad playing against his uncles.
Rowden had on his little canucks jersey just like his dad's but instead of hughes on the back it said daddy with quinn's number on it and to support his uncle's he wore a little devils hat that Jack had gotten him.
if you asked him who his favorite uncle was he wouldn't tell you as he loves them both the same but if it's between you and me he always hugs luke first even though he was technically name after Jack so its fair.
Rowden has been glue to your side the whole game, but every now and then he will go to his mumu and sit with her for a bit while you go use the bathroom.
Both Jim and Ellen are heaven sent when Quinn is always busy and your pregnant with a 3 year old. They have really helped you out with everything you couldn't have asked for better in-laws.
You started really needing to use the bathroom now so you look down at your husbands mini me with a quiet voice "row would you be okay with sitting with mumu while mama goes and uses the bathroom"
Rowden just snuggled into your side more which made the baby inside you kick so you put your hand on your stomach which catches the queen attention.
"sweetie are you alright" she spoke looking at you which you nod looking at her and Ellen notices your struggle with Rowden as she almost is remind of when quinn use to do something like this when she was pregnant with her second oldest.
Ellen notices her oldest son known as rowden dad about to try and score a goal. She does quick thinking and says "row daddy's on how about you go let mama use the bathroom and you can watch daddy"
Rowden nods his head quickly moving away from you so you can go use the bathroom.
Rowden and Mumu watch as his dad scores a goal to which he lets out a big scream clapping his hands screaming daddy.
From where they were sitting they couldn't see it but quinn had the biggest grin on his face hearing his little voice chant his name he gave him.
Quinn only had three soft spots. One was for his parents. Second was for his brothers and lastly You and His nearly two sons.
He was overjoyed when he found out he was going to be a dad especially having kids with the love of his life that he married just four years ago and you were just a bit younger than jack.
As the game went on the devils won, but Rowden didn't care about that as he got to watch his dad pay against his uncle while also spending time with his grandparents.
As Ellen and Jim went to wait out in the car while you rally up their sons to dinner as it was around eight o'clock which also might mean rowden will have a hissy fit if he doesn't get to bed soon.
The first one to come out of one of the locker rooms was luke as he was one of the ones to hit the showers first which meant he would be on rowden holding duties.
Luke made his way out of the locker room where he spotted you and his favorite nephew well his only nephew came waddle his way over to the over six foot tall guy doing grabby hands.
He lets out a soft chuckle leaning over picking up the boy who resembles his older brother while saying "hey there row row did you enjoy the game.
Rowden nods sleepily letting out a big yawn when another voice comes into the conversation "aww is row sleepy?"
Rowden nods snuggling into luke while Jack makes his way over to you saying "How are things going mama bear."
Ellen was the one who started the "mama bear" nickname as she always noticed when her and her husband always came over to Quinn and Your's house that you would make sure they had their dinner first before serving yourself like mama bears cold porriage.
"I'm okay J you and luke both played well tonight. Rowden was the one screaming his lungs out when you scored." You said which made Jack chuckle knowing Rowden loves the games just like his dad,uncles and grandpa.
Jack and you talked until you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist which you know all too well and as you felt a kiss on your cheek you softly smile.
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As you all get sat at table in the back that when all hell broke loose when rowden started fighting with you about sitting in a high chair then started begging for coke.
Quinn got up from his seat witnessing his little boy burst out into tear and start having a hissy fit which broke his heart.
"bud how about this you can sit in daddy's lap and we can get you sprite but you can only have alittle bit okay?" he spoke to the pouty face boy with brown little curls falling into his face which he pushed them back.
Quinn wipes his son's eyes as he repiles with a nod letting his dad pick him up and soothe him knowing he's just tired and if he's tired he knew you were.
Quinn went back to the table sitting in his sit with his little boy in his arms gently rubbing his back as he sniffs while quinn orders his food while you put your head on his shoulder.
You were so very grateful to have a wonderful husband who loves you as their own.
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quintinh43 · 2 months
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Leaving this here.
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hockeylovee12 · 3 months
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They were taking a family photo and Luke was the only one ready
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mirrorballhughes · 2 months
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best thing ive seen all day!!!
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letsgetrowdy43 · 5 months
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Family dinners and childhood dreams—
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Au Masterlist
It was the night, the night that the entire family had been buzzing about for weeks, the day that all three Hughes brothers would play on the same ice for the first time. The entire family was now all crammed into Quinn and Honey's new home for a nice dinner before the big game.
The woman was smiling as Ellen was piling the boys into the dining room for family dinner.
Honey sat contently with Quinn’s hand on her thigh and a little Warren in the high chair next to her, snacking on his cooled-down pasta, giving his Nana a big smile with his tomato sauce-covered face.
Honey felt so at peace, finally able to have all of her in-laws in the same room, and finally being able to share this special announcement that she and Quinn had been keeping to themselves. Quinn excused himself from the table momentarily to get the surprises as Honey gave him the go-ahead, her heart skipping a beat as he placed a kiss on the side of her face and left the room.
“Where is he going?” Ellen groaned after just sitting down, finally able to wrangle all the boys and the toddler to the table for a nice dinner made by her and Jim, and now he was already slipping out of the room. “He just had to grab something,” Honey smiled and said a small thank you for the dinner as he returned to their dining room with a grin on his face and the sonograms in his hands.
He placed one each in front of his family and awaited their reactions as he sat back down next to his wife.
A gasp left Ellen's lips first, as she grabbed the little black and white photo from the table and looked up at the couple who were grinning back at her, "Another grandbaby?" Quinn nodded as he looked at Honey who nodded, "A baby girl," he smiled as Jack awed.
"Congrats guys," Luke got up from his spot at the table to hug the both of them. "You're gonna be the best godfather, Lu," Honey mumbled as she rubbed his back, he tensed and pulled away with a grin and what looked to be teary eyes. "Really?" he looked at Quinn who was grinning back with a nod. Luke pulled his older brother into a bone-crushing hug as Quinn laughed at his emotions "Of course moose, couldn't let Jack have all the bragging rights," which elicited a few laughs from the people around the table.
Quinn laughed as Luke pulled away and looked between the couple, "I will be the best godfather to your little girl," he promised as Honey stared up at him with teary eyes, "I'll be here whenever, you call I'm here." "We know Lu," Honey said with tears as she stood up to hug the boy who had been like a younger brother to her for nearly ten years, "god you're so tall," she said muffled in his shirt as he buried her in his chest, swaying her back and forth as he laughed at how his height ruined such a sweet moment.
"You have any name ideas?" Jack asked as everyone sat back down and dried their tears, finally digging into the food on the plates in front of them. Quinn nodded with a mouth full of pasta, going to answer before being scolded for attempting to talk with his mouth open, "we were thinking Hayden James Hughes," she said as Ellen hummed with approval.
"She's gonna be perfect," Jim finally spoke up, emotions in his voice as he patted his oldest son on the shoulder. a perfect way to end the conversation as Quinn and his dad shared a silent conversation that was cut off by a bawling warren who began to involve himself in the conversation as he squished pasta in the palm of his hands and squealed as Luke reached over and ruffled the baby's curls.
Everything was perfect within the Hughes family at this moment. It felt like some right of passage, the small family squeezed around a small dinner table, the boys now adults living out their childhood dreams, no longer babies playing mini sticks in their basement, just mere hours before all three of them would be playing against each other in the NHL for the first time.
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mamaestapa · 4 months
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For dad hockey player blurbs, I NEED to know what type of dad (girl/boy) you think each player you write for is🥹🥹 I love your writing btw! Excited for more hockey
Girl Dad or Boy Dad?|| all players I write for
a/n: AH i love this question, super cute concept!🤍 also thank you so much love! there will be so much hockey stuff coming out so get ready ;)
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girl dads🩷:
- luke hughes (screams girl dad)
- jamie drysdale (he will have 3-4 daughters i just know it—they’ll be mine too)
- ethan edwards (just imagining him with a baby girl makes my ovaries explode)
- nico hischier (nico is a girl dad. you can’t change my mind)
boy dads🩵:
- trevor zegras (all boys and they’d be just like him<3)
- luca fantilli (he just radiates boy dad, i can’t explain)
- mark estapa (idk why, hear me out, i get like twin boy vibes from mark. he’d be the best boy dad)
both🩷🩵:
- jack hughes (would have all girls and then a boy as the last baby)
- quinn hughes (one of each 100%)
- rutger mcgroarty (i’m 50/50 about rut. i feel like he’d be the best boy dad, but him with a little girl would be adorable.)
- adam fantilli (two of each! adam would have a big family, idk i just get those vibes)
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this was such a cute idea!! definitely gave me so many ideas for some blurbs lol
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9 and 3 family with Luke Hughes
Pairing Dad!Luke Hughes x Mom!reader 
3 "Can Mommy give you a cuddle?”
9 “Ah-ah do not eat that!” 
our daughter Coraline was laying on Luke as he tried to watch tv. She was going through the clingy faze and she would not let go of Luke.
"Can Mommy give you a cuddle?” Luke whispered in her ear knowing she had to be cuddling someone and Luke needed the bathroom badly
Coraline got off his lap and came running to mine and picked her up and squeezed her tightly knowing she was going to through a fit watching Luke leave the room
While Coraline was screaming I took her over to Luke's candy stash and took out a sucker for her as I was just about to give it to her Luke came out of the bathroom
“Ah-ah do not eat that!” Luke stomped over "Quick Coraline run baby," I told her holding back Luke and letting her run a little then letting go of Luke to grab Coraline
Taglist~ @cole-mcward48 @stopsign94 @swissboyhisch @hughesmoyle
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zebraszegras · 3 months
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The twins Aesthetic
Pregnant Sophie:
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Eloise Anne Hughes:
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Jacob Rowan Hughes:
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viennajoell · 7 months
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Piece by piece
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Notes: inspired by piece by piece by Kelly Clarkson
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I never thought I would get in another relationship after my last.
It was very abusive and he left me and my child daisy.
But that’s until I met Quinn.
I ran into him at a coffee shop, literally ran into him spilling coffee all over the both of us
He gave me his number.
I was very hesitant but I texted him and we hit off pretty much right away.
After a couple dates he asked me to be his girlfriend but before I could say yes I had to tell him about daisy.
“Quinn” i say nervously. “It’s okay” he says sounding sad. “No I do but it’s just” I sigh. “It’s what?” He asks. “I have a kid” I reply. I look at his face trying to figure out what’s going on his mind. After a little bit he nods and says “okay”
“Okay?” I ask. “Okay” he nods. “I want you and your kid” he says. I swore in that moment I could cry.
“But piece by piece he collected me”
I didn’t let Quinn meet daisy for three months.
I never told him about daisy’s father either.
I just couldn’t, I was so afraid.
Eventually Quinn met daisy and ever since that day he has been her father.
“He filled the holes that you burned in me”
We took daisy to the the Hughes family lake house to meet everyone in the summer
I was very anxious but they were all so welcoming and sweet towards me and daisy.
Everything was going great until my ex, daisies father found us
I tried to keep everything quiet and very private the best I could but dating a attractive hockey player it was bound people found out.
There was a knock on the door so I go to look with daisy following right besides me.
As soon as I open the door he pins me against the wall.
Ellen comes down the stairs with pure panic in her eyes.
I give her the eyes to get daisy and thankfully she catches on and brings her upstairs.
“You think you could take my fucking daughter from me?!” He yells.
Quinn rounds the corner pushing him off of me and punching him
I didn’t stick around to see what happens after that
I run outside, trying to catch my breath.
Quinn comes out shortly after pulling me into his arms.
“Where’s daisy?” He asks. “You uhm, your mom has her” I say in between sobs.
He holds me, not asking or pushing me to say stuff until my crying begins to stop.
“Let’s go get our girl yeah?” He says giving me a soft smile. I nod and he takes me upstairs to our room where daisy was playing with Ellen.
Ellen hands her off to me, rubbing my back softly before leaving the room.
“So who was that?” Quinn asks in a very soft tone. “Daisies father” I say quietly. He nods not needing anything else to confirm his suspicions.
“I’m not going to let him touch you ever again” he kisses my forehead. “Not you or daisy” he says kissing my forehead once again.
“Piece by piece”
“He restored my faith”
“That a man can be kind”
“And a father should be great”
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"Stop trying to get me to walk under the mistletoe!" with Jack please !!
Can do, angel! I have had two requests for this so I'm going to just mesh them into one!
You had just finished decorating for Christmas with your boyfriend Jack, you had put up the tree, hung the Christmas lights off the balcony and put little Christmas themed nick nacks you had found at target earlier.
While all the decorations were done, you felt like something was missing, more like smelt like something was missing. That's why you had told Jack you were heading out, jumped in the car and drove down to the grocery shop to purchase the ingredients to make gingerbread cookies!
What you hadn't anticipated was your boyfriend's evil streak to shine through while you were gone.
"Jack, I'm home!" you called out, kicking off your shoes in the entryway, and manovering around the dinning room table to get to the kitchen so you could place your bags down onto the bench.
"Hello, baby!" he smiled as he traipsed into the kitchen. You should of suspected something when he moved you to certain spot in the kitchen. "You've gotta kiss me."
"What?"
"Look up, baby." he spoke lowly.
Looking up you saw the clusters of mistletoe hanging from the ceiling fan.
"Jacky!" you laughed, faces moving in sync to get close enough so you could share a sweet kiss.
"I've go the stuff for cookies, want to help me bake them?"
"Yeah, I'll help!"
"Ok, I'll unpack the stuff and you go put on some Christmas music." you instructed, already starting to pull ingredients from the bag."
"Alright, but wait."
"What?" you asked as he pulled you back under the ceiling fan. Half laughing, half sighing you leant up and kissed him again. He pulled away with an excited grin and rushed off to presumably, retrieve his phone.
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Once he was back, the Christmas songs blasting, and the bench covered in flour, Jack had made it a game to see how many times he could pull you under that piece of fake mistletoe plant.
Twice when you went to pre-heat the oven, once on your way there and once on your way back. Once when you moved to the sink to wash some of the sticky dough of your hand. Thrice as you put all the trays of gingerbread cookies into the oven. Twice while you were waiting for them to cook, and finally when you was trying to pull the burning hot trays of biscuits out of the oven.
"Jack!" you shouted "Stop trying to get me to walk under the mistletoe!"
"Wh-"
"I'm holding a burning tray of biscuits and could hurt someone with it." you reasoned "let me get them out, and while they're cooling, we can move the mistletoe to just above the couch."
"Now that's a compromise I'll take!" he said, reaching for the fake plant on the fan, grabbing it and running of to the living room with it.
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Thank you requesting, hope you enjoy!
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