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Support My Girl
Pairing: Quinn Hughes x Moyle!Reader
Summary: The final dance concert comes around and you're lucky to have such a supportive family
Word Count: 2304
Warnings: Mentions of nudity
A/N: I love this and ended up getting carried away
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Tonight was the student dance showcase for your college. It’s a concert put on by the students for friends, family and faculty. At 7 tonight, the curtains rise in the theatre on campus. You had already had the matinee show earlier this morning and it went smoothly. No wig, makeup or costume malfunctions thankfully.
As the top student in the dance course, you had the most dances during the concert out of all the students. With 2 dances per class you take as per the course requirements, you were already up to 12 dances. Some classes then do whole class dances. Add in the fact, selected students get solos, duos or trios if the professors so choose.
Before the show, there was a cocktail hour in the lobby. It was mandatory for the dancers to attend. Every year, scouts attend the cocktail hour and night performance in hopes of finding dancers to add to their tally. A few of the previous year’s seniors are now on broadway. You didn’t know what you were hoping for.
You were lucky, your boyfriend has finished his season and was back in Michigan for the show. But not only was he in the crowd tonight, but so is his family. Jack had also finished his season and came back for the summer.
“Are you ready?” You heard his voice echo through your apartment.
One final look in the mirror to smooth out your dress and you were out of there. It was your favourite formal dress. Instead of messing around with your hair for every dance, you had a few wigs throughout the night. For now, you were wearing a short black hair look. Your stage makeup was a smokey look. The dress you chose was picked with the thought of the makeup in mind.
You made sure to grab everything before exiting your room. The only thing with you was your makeup case for touch ups throughout the show, your phone, charger and your wallet. All your costumes, shoes and accessories were still at the theatre after the morning show. It was easier that way.
Quinn looked up from his phone as you walked into the lounge room. He was dressed in a pair of black dress pants and a button down with a tie that matched the colour of your dress. His hair neatly tussled in his beautiful natural way. His eyes wandered down your figure, taking in your appearance. “I like you with short hair.”
“So you want me to start wearing wigs more often?” You laugh.
“No, I like your hair how it is naturally.”
The pair of you made your way to the car where Quinn would drive you over to campus. As the passenger, you got to control the music. What was better than listening to Blink-182 to hype you up. You arrived a little earlier than the cocktail hour so you could put your stuff at your mirror. After years of dancing, you had a particular way of setting up your makeup. Quinn waited while you ducked into the green rooms. The last thing to do was to make sure everything was in place just how you like it. So none of your quick changes would be impaired due to a misplaced accessory. After you had done that, you and Quinn meandered your way to the lobby of the theatre where they had a bar during events. Both of you ordered a soda while you waited for the others to arrive. Of course the first to arrive from the family was Luke, just finishing his freshman at UMich. But in tow behind the tallest Hughes, was the majority of his teammates. Including some of your classmates. Oh and can’t forget your older brother.
“Ayyyy,” Nolan grinned as the group neared. He held out his fist for you to fist bump. Something the pair of you have been doing since you were kids. Nolan was first to pull you into a hug, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “You are going to kick ass tonight.”
Luke nodded in agreement as he came to wrap his arms around you after Nolan was finished. The freshman was already a foot taller than you. It made you laugh at the boys’ comments. “It’s not a competition guys.”
Quinn rolled his eyes at the two of you. “It’s a showcase, not a competition.”
“You’ll kill it,” Luke smiles down at you.
Being Quinn’s girlfriend since freshman year, you had promised their mum to look after Luke when he finally got to UMich. And look after him you did. You were pretty sure you cooked at least three times a week for Luke, Nolan and at least two of their teammates. In return, the boys were alway looking after you. And their way of doing that was making sure everyone knew you were UMich team’s captain’s sister and dating THE Quinn Hughes. Star defenseman for the Vancouver Canucks.
“And the best Hughes is here,” A voice interrupted.
You looked past Quinn where Jack was approaching with Ellen and Jim, the boys’ parents. “Yeah of course they are, Mama El is here.”
Jack pouted as everyone went around for hugs. Ellen made sure to squeeze you affectionately, whispering about how proud she is to be here for something other than hockey. It’s the first time she and Jim had been on campus since the Frozen Four Championship. The group huddles around a couple of barrels placed around the foyer to act as tables.
“Miss Moyle,” Your theatre professor greets. “I have someone I’d like to introduce you to.”
Quinn stayed beside you as your professor guided you to where another one of your professors and a couple of well dressed people were chatting to them. After introductions, and the scouts getting past their awe, they talked about their companies and businesses. Luckily for the pair of you, one of your fellow dancers pulled you away to head backstage. With final goodbyes, and many good luck wishes, you and Claire went backstage.
You stripped off your dress and hung that up. First dance concert was “A Little Party Never Killed Nobody’ and the troupe consisted of the top 21 students of the course. Your costume was a sparkly flapper dress. Once you made sure everything was perfect, feather and all, Claire, Maddie and yourself made your way to the stage.
The large curtain was down blocking the stage from the view of the audience. Dancers were chatting between each other as they stretched and warmed up their bodies. Yourself and the girls found a free spot and started doing your own thing. You made sure to stretch your legs and back.
“Guys,” one of the student photographers that’s hanging around called to the Opening troupe. “Can I get a picture please?!”
As a group, you all decide on doing the final poses of the dance for the picture. You were the point of the triangle and on the ground with Maddie and Claire behind you. After a hot minute you all relaxed and went back to stretching. The 5-minute warning was called and the lights behind the curtain dimmed.
You moved into my starting position which was at the front with Claire. Both of you mirrored each other for the starting count. Julia, one of the performing arts students, stepped on stage to start off the night. Julia was a senior student who volunteered for the position of MC for the two shows. The lights dim backstage, and everyone gets in position as we hear Julia’s heels in front of the curtain.
“Good morning all, and welcome to the annual dance concert held by the Arts Students of the University of Michigan,” Julia welcomes. “The amazing show you will witness today is by the students. The dancers are the senior students of the dance department. Costumes, accessories and props were hand made by Fashion and Theatre Departments. Lighting, sound and tech are all done by the senior students of the Theatre and Production departments.”
The audience clapped and cheered.
“Before we start, please ensure mobile devices are turned off during the performance.”
There was a moment of silence for people to follow Julia’s words.
Julia hums appreciatively. “Thank you. Now onto the main event. You will see 8 different styles of dance displayed today. Acrobatics, Ballet, Contemporary, Hip Hop, Jazz, Slow Modern, Tap and Theatre all included. To kick off a killer show are the top 21 students of the dance department. They come from a range of styles. Please welcome to the stage opening with ‘A Little Party Never Killed Nobody’.”
With those words, it becomes pitch black behind the curtain as the group eagerly awaits Julia to step off stage and for the curtain to rise. Everyone was as still as a statue when the curtain began to lift. The music started and lights started dancing around the stage as you started dancing. Every student loved dance so the passion showed within their moves.
The curtain closed for the last time of the night and all of you laid on the floor. Every single one of the students were exhausted after the last week of late night rehearsals. One by one each got up and went to their green rooms to start the process of cleaning up. First, you changed into a cute playsuit you had stashed for this very moment. You then shoved all your makeup into the bag and all your shoes into your dance bag you had brought earlier. Not bothering to sort them out. All of your costumes were put back into the garment bags they came in originally with the accessories all sorted into the correct bags. With your bag over your shoulder, you piled the costumes over your arm.
“Need help?” Ellen offers from the door.
“Yes please,” you sigh. You hand her the majority of the costumes. “Thank you.”
“No problem.”
Ellen led the way out of backstage and through the crowd of family and friends waiting for all the dancers. The first person you spy was Quinn standing with a large bouquet of your favourite flowers. Luke grabbed the rest of your costumes and dance bag.
“You were absolutely amazing,” Quinn compliments, pulling you in for a kiss. After you pull away, he hands you the bouquet and turns you to where you finally see Nolan standing with your mother.
“Oh!” You grin at the sight of your family. She embraces you, careful of the flowers in your arm. “I’ve missed you.”
“Beautiful,” Your mum smiles, pressing a kiss to your cheek.
“Thank you for coming,” You mumble to her.
She waves off your words. “I’ll always come to your dance concerts. Can we get photos?”
Quinn and yourself agree with your mum and Ellen’s request and pose with the bouquet. Then it rotates out. Jack and Luke pop in at one point. You and Nolan get photos together for your mum. Yourself and all the Hughes family. You know how parents are. Oh and can’t forget one with you and all the team that had come to support you.
You and Quinn head to his car with everything in split between the pair of you. After the boot was filled with all of your gear, the car door was opened for you, allowing you to slide in and finally relax. Your body ached and needed to have a shower before you finally could go to bed.
You don’t even remember falling asleep in the car though. Next thing you know Quinn is shaking you awake telling you you were home. Neither of you bothered with all your stuff in the back. It was easy enough to pull out all the costumes tomorrow. You were too tired. With your wallet and phone in hand, Quinn and yourself head straight to your bathroom to shower. Like the amazing boyfriend he was, Quinn helped you undress and take out all the pins that were left in your hair.
“Are you sure you wanted to shower? I can draw a bath for you if you really want.”
You just shake your head in response to Quinn’s offer. Without saying a word, he got the shower ready for you two and even dimmed the lights. Like earlier in the day, you help each other wash. Shower time was one of both of yours’ favourites. It was a moment to yourselves without interruption.
After the shower, you went to slip one of Quinn’s old UMich shirts over your body when his hands stopped you. His fingers wrapped around your wrists, halting your movement. He was naked as well as he lifted you up and slid you right under the covers.
“I just wanna be close,” Quinn mumbles as he climbs in beside you.
Quinn’s arms wrap around your body and drag you to lay half on top of him. You barely had the energy to move your arms at this point. You could feel the calloused fingers stroking up and down your back. He then brushed his finger through your hair every now and then as well.
“Thank you for coming tonight,” You whisper into the darkness, turning your head to press a kiss to Quinn’s jawline.
He chuckles, “Of course I was going to support my girl as she showed everyone how amazing of a dancer she is.”
A giggle escapes your lips as you try to snuggle further into Quinn. At this point, if you got any closer, you’d be one person. For the first time in two months, you think you could finally fully relax without anything but Quinn on your mind. Quinn’s hand massaging your sore muscles felt like heaven. It was also making you sleepy.
“Just go to sleep baby girl,” He mumbled, pressing multiple kisses to your face.
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Boyfriend pt3 (reveal)
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Y/n.Hughes
Y/n.Hughes You remind me of the color blue 💙🩵
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Nick_moldenhauer Why’d you post E? That’s weird
User1 I need a minute
Edwards.73 what are these pictures
Y/n.Hughes They’re my favorite pictures 🤠
Edwards.73 well get new favorites
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Brendan.brisson about damn time
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User6 Her brothers are unusually quiet in the comments
User9 RIGHT!! they’re usually like first to say something
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User2 honestly looking back I should’ve known🤦🏽♀️
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Y/n.Hughes Better than expected
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Edwards.73 girl I’m so in love with you 🫶🏻
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User5 Did this man really just post Luke’s sister??
User0 No this man hard launched with Luke’s sister
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behind my back N. Moyle
Nolan Moyle x Hughes!reader (Quinn’s twin)
synopsis - Luke finds out about your secret relationship with his captain, and he is not happy. He ends up causing your relationship to crumble under his emotions but soon is whipped back into shape and realizes the world doesn’t revolve around him, and that he should want your happiness, not try to end it.
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contains - reader is quinn hughes’ twin sister, suggestive themes close to the end, making out, kissing, shouting, lots of cursing (luke has a potty mouth), i made luke a bit mean for parts of this, crying, reader is shorter than nolan, mentions of eating/reader eats, lmk if i missed anything!
an - hey! first post on this new blog! i hope you like it, please don’t mind any errors this was slightly proofread, and i don’t love this but i warned to post something and noticed the severe lack of Nolan fics on here! (i kinda wanna make maybe a smutty part 2 so lmk.)
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“Are you fucking kidding me?”
Is the first thing you hear when you answer an incoming call from your little brother. Your face drops and Nolan must’ve noticed because he’s looking at you with a confused look on his face, mouthing ‘Are you okay?’ to you. You don’t respond to Nolan.
“What Luke? What’s up?”
You think you know what’s up. You have a gut feeling that what’s up is that you are in a relationship with his captain, a secret one at that.
“‘What’s up?’ Are you joking? You’re fucking Nolan behind my fucking back. What the fuck is wrong with you?”
You can’t respond, you don’t know how to. You open and close your mouth, making eye contact with Nolan again, who looks very concerned now.
“What? You can’t speak now? Your mouth won’t open? It was open fucking wide for my fucking captain, wasn’t it? God, what the actual fuck is wrong with you? You can’t keep your legs closed for one second, can you? Fuck!”
“Luke I- I’m sorry.”
You mewled out, he had just practically slut shamed you, there were tears all along your waterline, just waiting to fall off your lashes and down your face.
“Oh, you’re sorry? That’s nice, but it doesn’t take away the fact that you fucked him, does it? When he decides he’s done with you it could fuck up the team’s dynamic! Have you even thought about me for two seconds?”
“All I have done is thought about you, Luke! I wanted to tell you the second it started but I knew you would react like this! Like- like you would flip the fuck out! I really fucking care about him Luke, please just listen to me!”
Luke just wouldn’t stop, he kept shouting cruel things, and Nolan just couldn’t take watching you sit there, sobbing, while you’re brother used you as a punching bag. He grabbed the phone from your hand and put it to his ear.
“Hey Luke! Man-”
Luke scoffs, angrily laughing then huffing out a sigh.
“Of course she’s with you! What the fuck, dude?”
“Luke man please, neither of us planned for this to happen. We really fuckin’ care for each other. She’s been torn up about you not knowing for months, please hear us out.”
“‘Us’? Oh my God! ‘Us’? That’s fucking funny. I cannot believe either of you. God, fuck! When you two decide you're done having fun it’s gonna fuck shit up, big time. Fuck you, and her.”
Luke hung up the phone. You buried your face in your hands. Nolan put your phone down before he pulled you into him, his hand running up and down your back while the other cradles your head.
“I’m so sorry Nolan! I just fucked up everything, fuck!” He just shushes you, rocking the two of you back and forth on your bed.
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It was three days later. Nolan called you last night and said how the last two days of practice had been shit, the tension very thick. He told you how he needed to put the team first with the upcoming playoffs, and how that meant he needed to be able to be the best captain he could be, meaning no bad blood between him and his teammates, so he broke up with you.
You have been so completely tore up. Laying in your bed in the dark in a sweatshirt you didn’t want to have to give back to Nolan. You hadn’t eaten anything since yesterday morning. The sun was beginning to set as you stared at your ceiling.
Your roommate has been an angel, talking to you, sitting with you, bringing you water, and offering you food. Luke had texted Jack about the situation, and Jack had texted Quinn about it, leaving the most mature of the Hughes’ boys to text you, and your mother.
Quinn had asked if you were okay, and felt terrible for you when you informed him of Nolan ending it because of Luke. Your mother had texted you, asking if you were alright, getting the full story from you before sending a long-winded message to your baby brother, reading:
“Luke Warren. I cannot believe the way you’ve treated your sister. Your words were not warranted in any way whatsoever. Have you noticed your sister’s level of happiness in the last 7 months? She went from always uninvolved and cut off from us to an absolute light of a girl. When I called and talked to her today she sounded absolutely broken down. When I say get your head out of your butt Luke, I mean it. Your sister deserves to be happy Luke, just as much as you do, and if you’re okay with taking that away because of a hypothetical problem that happens between her and Nolan, I am very disappointed. You better realize how ignorant you’re being and make this up to her. She loves you, Luke, so much. She is still the girl who let you sleep in her bed whenever you had nightmares, the girl that would shout at your brothers the second she saw you being left out. She deserves this Luke, and you need to realize that, because now Nolan’s broken up with her, and I don’t know if she is going to be okay.”
That being the first thing Luke saw on his phone after practice definitely surprised him. He let out a curse the second he saw his first two names in a text from his mother. The more he read, the shittier he felt. When he reach the end though, he was confused. ‘Nolan broke up with her?’ Was his only thought. He quickly looked around the locker room, trying to see if Nolan was still there, but he wasn’t. Nolan had felt like shit all of practice, Luke still barely talking to him. He left immediately after practice was over, going straight back to his place.
Luke cursed again, he got ready to leave and quickly walked back to the house so he could drive to your apartment. Once he got there he waited not so patiently before your roommate finally buzzed him in. He ran up the stairs and down the hall to your door, knocking loudly.
Your roommate let him in, not without mumbling ‘the fuck do you want, bitch?’ and rolling her eyes at him. She let him go back to where your room is, after making sure he wasn’t here to shout at you again.
You’re not surprised when you hear a knock on your door, but you are when you shout ‘Come in’ and see Luke standing in your doorframe. Your eyes widen, your heart sinking into your ass.
“Oh.”
It’s all you could say. You felt frozen, assuming Luke was here to be mad at you some more like he was over the phone. The more you look at him, you realize he doesn’t look mad per se, he looks like a kicked puppy.
“I’m sorry.”
You almost laugh out of surprise. You find it hilarious that he’s apologizing after the verbal abuse you took from him just three days ago. You don’t reply, looking him straight in the eyes, raising your eyebrows in expectation, needing him to say more.
“Shit, I- I am such a dick. It was so fuckin’ selfish of me to say that to you. I mean, yeah I would’ve liked to have known but uh, it was still so shitty of me. Please, please forgive me. And I know that I already fucked things up and that you probably won’t accept this but still, I’m so sorry. I wasn’t thinking and when Grano accidentally mentioned you guys I just flipped out. The shit I said was wrong, I don’t think anything I said is true, I know it isn’t. I just, I’m so sorry.”
He looked absolutely pitiful. He was on the verge of crying. You stood from your bed and moved to him, wrapping your arms around him, he clung to you.
“Lu, don’t cry. Okay? It’s alright, what you said was shitty, but I should’ve just told you, alright? It probably would’ve saved a lot of screaming and tears. I’m glad mom got the stick out of your ass, huh?”
Luke lets out a teary laugh. Nodding into your shoulder, even though he was much bigger than you, he was still your baby brother. The way you were holding him made you think of when he was 5 and you were 7 and for six months he stayed in your room almost every night because he would have nightmares, and even if he didn’t have nightmares sometimes, he just felt safer with his big sister.
“‘M so sorry. Was gonna try to talk to Nolan after practice but he was already gone, so I just came here.”
You let out a sigh at the mention of Nolan. You were assuming that Luke doing this was also him telling you that he was okay with your relationship. But, after all the drama you weren’t sure Nolan would let you just run back into his arms.
“I dunno if it’s even worth it talking to Nolan, I don’t know if he’ll want to get back together after all this drama. He might just be good with it now.
Luke felt like absolute shit. None of this would’ve happened if hadn’t have been so irrational. He let out a sigh, pulling away from you.
“I am gonna go get you food, okay? I’ll get you tenders from Skeeps, huh?”
You laughed at your little brother’s effort.
“Lu, it’s Wednesday. Skeeps isn’t open.”
His face quickly fell. But he quickly shook it off.
“Whatever, I’m going to get you somethin’. Text me if you want something specific, okay?”
You nodded and laughed as he quickly left your room, saying bye to your roommate who after came to your room to see if everything was okay before hugging you.
Luke is gonna get you food, but he is also gonna call Nolan and apologize, and make him go to your place and be your boyfriend again.
The second he’s in his car his phone is to his ear, waiting for Nolan to pick up. He knows there is a chance Nolan won’t pick up, but he’s pushing that out of his thoughts. He almost gives up on the phone call but on what was probably the last possible ring, Nolan answered the phone.
“Uh hey man, what’s up?”
Nolan is very confused as to why Luke is calling him, knowing he’s barely sent him a glance over the last two days.
“Hey, Nolan. Bro, I’m so fuckin’ sorry. It was really shitty of me to say all those things to you guys and I was a real dick. I was acting totally out of nowhere because I was just really shocked I think.”
Luke took a pause, waiting for Nolan to say something before he took the conversation in another direction.
“Oh, um wow man. Yeah um it’s okay man, we should’ve told you. But uh, you know I broke up with her last night?”
“Yes I know, please go be her fuckin’ boyfriend again. She is so fucked right now. I didn’t even fucking realize how much happier she’d been recently, and now that I know you caused that, I can’t be the one to take that away from her. And I already talked to her about it but she was worried you might not like, want to be with her still. Bro, please go get her back.”
Nolan sits shocked. Shocked about Luke’s change of heart, and shocked that you believed he wouldn’t want you still. He stood from his seat on the couch of his living room and quickly grabbed his keys and put on his slides before practically running to his car, only wearing a tank top, sweatpants, and socks in the frigidity of January nights in Michigan. He says a few more things to Luke before he hangs up.
Nolan is barely thinking about anything when he parked in the lot of your building and was a little surprised at how quickly he was buzzed in.
Your roommate answered the door when Nolan quickly knocked, letting him in and telling him your whereabouts. You were surprised at how quickly Luke had gotten food when you heard a frantic knock on your door.
“You don’t have to knock Luke, just come in!”
“Uh, not Luke.”
You turned to face your door from your seat at your desk where you were lighting a candle, one Nolan had gotten you multiple times because you burned through them so quickly.
“Oh, Nol hi.”
Nolan standing in your doorway left you stunned, his grey sweatpants and black tank top that highlighted his huge arms made your mind go blank. You are thankful you spent a few minutes brushing your hair and cleansing your face after Luke left.
“Hey, um Luke called me, told me everything he told you probably.”
You suck in a breath, nodding. You stand and fully face him, but before you can even say anything, Nolan’s already wrapped his arms around you.
“I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t’ve ended things. I was just so nervous about Luke hating me and being captain but I really should not have done that. I’m sorry baby.”
You held him, running your fingers through his long hair.
“‘S okay, baby. Made total sense okay? But, I think now that my brother doesn’t have his head in his ass, you should be my boyfriend again.”
He pulled away from your neck to look at you, now taller than you, looking down at you, which was so hot.
“Yeah? I think so too.”
The way he said it was, so hot. He is just so hot. He looks from your eyes down to your lips, and then back up, and you swear your knees almost buckled. And when he leaned in and kissed you, he was practically holding you up.
Even though you’d only been broken up for probably 26 hours, it felt like so much longer, and the sweet kiss quickly turned into a makeout session. You walked Nolan back until he was sat on your bed as you sat down and straddled him, not breaking your kiss.
Nolan’s grip on your hips is tight as his tongue slips past your lips, causing you to gasp. Your hands clutch Nolan’s dark brown hair, tugging at the locks when you feel the tent in his pants grow beneath you, pulling a groan from him.
Nolan was about to start rocking your hips against his hard-on when your door was practically thrown open, the knob on the other side hitting your wall. You immediately pull away from Nolan, almost falling off his lap if it wasn’t for his strong grip on the backs of your thighs.
When you both see Luke, Chick-fil-A bag in hand, standing frozen at your doorway you don’t know what to do.
“Fuck, Luke! Knock or something!”
You quickly stand up almost tripping over Nolan’s feet as you practically run over to your door, pushing Luke out and then standing on the outside of your door as you close it.
You stand, back pressed against your bedroom door as Luke looks at you with a look that would normally be funny, but right now you’re just a little pissed, flustered, and dazed. You both just stand, staring at each other. Both trying to grip the fact that Luke just walked in on your very heated makeout session with his captain, his captain.
“Oh my God, what the fuck? I think I’m gonna puke, yeah, I’m definitely gonna puke.”
You slap his arm, giving him a look that reminded him of your mom, which made him smile.
“I cannot believe you guys are... ugh. I cannot believe I brought you food just to see that when I opened your door, you are truly disgusting.”
“I hate you so much. You are the worst. What did you get me?”
Luke laughs out loud at that, giving you your food before he claimed he had to go so he could bleach his eyes before the sight of you and Nolan set into his memory. But after that, he hugged you and told you he loved you, saying that he’ll see you when you’re not being so gross.
You walk him out, shouting that you love him as he quickly walks down the hall of your apartment’s floor. You talk to your roommate for a minute, then decide it’s time to go back and see your man. The man in question is kicked back on the pink fluffy blanket decorating your bed, a sight to see.
“Hi, baby.”
“Hey, is he gonna be okay? Didn’t mean to give the kid trauma or anything.”
You let out a laugh, reassuring Nolan that your brother is just dramatic, and not traumatized. Then you snuggle up next to him, eating your Chick-fil-A and feeding your fries to Nolan as you both talk about everything, from what new song you wanted him to listen to, to making plans for the summer, him staying at the lake house for a few weeks, you coming with him to New York to meet his family, it was all so exciting. You’re definitely glad that the secret was out because now you can be with him, like really be with him.
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PROLOGUE | LUKE HUGHES
pairing: f!reader x luke hughes
overview: new girl, y/n, goes out to a party she was dragged to by her new roommate, only for her to end off her night with a new number in her contacts despite her suspicions.
o. i. ii. iii. iv. v. vi. au masterlist
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she wasn’t sure how she got here.
all she remembered was laying in bed in her new apartment, when her new roommate came barging in, asking (more like begging) her to go to a party being thrown at some random college kid’s house.
so here she stood, in the corner of a stranger’s kitchen, with a red solo cup in her right hand. she moved the cup around in circles, watching as the liquid swirled around inside. she was hesitant to take it from her roommate, jess, as she had no idea what the drink contained.
the whole house was packed with people all over the place.
she looked up from her cup as she heard laughter that began to get louder as the group seemed to get closer. in came a group of 6 guys who all look faded or drunk. it could be both, she didn’t know.
the group all stopped and gathered by the counter and island. she stood off to the side, making sure to move over a bit, a good distance between her and the guys. she watched as they all laughed at something one said. she was still wondering what the hell she was doing here. she had recently transferred and only knew one person, jess. to everyone else, she was a stranger.
she looked over into the crowd that had somehow gotten bigger since she last looked over, hoping to find jess. her eyes scanned the room, looking for a head full of jet black hair. she looked around for a minute and with no luck, she sighed and made her way into the crowd, on a search for jess.
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“oh c’mon man! why not?” mark asked his friend, luke, who just shook his head, smiling. “it’s not that bad.”
mark, luke and a couple other guys from the team were in the kitchen at the senior house, as they were throwing a party to celebrate their win hours prior.
luke gave him a look before scoffing, “knowing you, whatever you have to say somehow always turns out to be horrible.” luke shook his head once more. “i’m not doing it. and by it, i mean whatever the fuck you’re betting me to do.”
mark turned towards nolan, “back me up here?”
“dude look, just hear him out. if you don’t like it then you don’t gotta do it. simple.” nolan told luke who seemed to think about the whole situation. he turned towards their captain who had his eyebrows raised as if asking “you in?” he looked around and everyone seemed to be waiting for an answer.
“fuck it,” he whispered to himself, “i’ll do it.” he announced and everyone began to cheer for the boy, mark going behind the 6’2 defenseman to shake his shoulders in excitement. “i’m trusting you with this.” luke pointed a finger at the man behind him.
mark raised his hands in defense, “no promises.”
“yeah, yeah, get on with it.”
mark grinned. “alright. luke i bet you a $100 that you can’t make any girl in here fall in love with you within six weeks.”
“that’s the bet?” rutger questioned and everyone turned towards him. “dude that’s literally so easy for him. lots of girls would be with him within seconds.” rutger explained. “i mean look at him. he’s too pretty to resist.” rutger cooed at luke in a baby voice as he grabbed his cheeks to squish them. luke swatted his hands away from his face. “at least make it a tad bit difficult.”
“and you’re right. which is why we” mark motioned between the group, “get to chose the girl. someone who won’t fall for his charm.” everyone seemed to like the idea except for luke who’s eyes widened in annoyance. “now let’s see..”
they spent the next 5 minutes walking around the house, agreeing or disagreeing whether a girl nearby what the right one or not.
they made their way to the kitchen once again, no luck in finding the one.
“aww, is lukey getting annoyed?” dylan teased as he noticed the scowl luke had on his face. the group burst into laughter as they seemed to notice as well. “don’t worry, you’ll find the one,” dylan reassured the boy, “hopefully.”
luke turned towards to mark, “if you guys can’t find a girl in the next 2 minutes, i swear to god-”
“how about her?”
everyone looked towards where adam had pointed. there standing was a girl who was a couple inches shorter than most of them, confusion adoring her features. they watched as she looked around, as if she were trying to find someone. she seemed lost and uncomfortable.
“adam, you’ve got a great eye on and off the ice.” mark praised the boy who just shrugged in response. “what do ya guys think?” mark asked the group who all murmured in agreement. “then it’s settled. looks like we’ve found our girl. well luke’s girl at least. whatcha think man?”
luke couldn’t hear him. he was staring. he had been ever since the moment adam pointed her out. you know those moments in romance movies where everybody and everything just seems to slow down as if the most beautiful thing had walked in, deciding to grace the room with their presence and the character cant help but feel something? yeah, that’s how luke feels at this very moment.
how had he not noticed her before? she stuck out. her hair shined under the led lights, her facial features suited her. her outfit seemed to hug her, bringing out just the right parts of her body. she was beautiful. yet she looked lost. uncomfortable. confused. anxious. there was something about her that he-
“luke!”
that seemed to bring the boy out of his trance “what?” luke snapped his head towards everyone else who had a concerned look on their face. a red tint now began to cover his cheeks as he realized he had been caught.
everyone chuckled. “you okay? you zoned out for a second.”
“he’s fine, he was just too busy checking out his little girlfriend over there.” dylan mocked and nodded to the girl who had begun to walk away and into the crowd.
mark turned towards luke, “so i’m assuming you like her?”
“what? n-no, of course not. i mean i don’t even know her, what could you-”
rutger interrupted the boy, “we meant you think she’s a good person for this.”
“oh. yea. yea, she’s fine, good.” luke rushed out. “hey, how come i haven’t seen her before though?” luke questioned.
“i don’t know. we haven’t seen her either so ‘m just gonna say she’s new.” nolan said.
“maybe.”
they turned towards the crowd and watched as she made her way to a girl who they happened to know.
“or maybe she’s not.” rutger stated. “looks like she knows jess.” they followed his gaze to where they saw jess hugging the girl.
“didn’t jess mention getting a new roommate though?” adam recalled. “so maybe she is new.”
“she most definitely is.”
luke sighed, “if she knows jess, then maybe she isn’t the right girl. for all we know, jess probably told her to stay away from us as she likes to call us, ‘self centered dickheads’ and she’ll ignore me.”
dylan turned towards luke, patting his shoulder. “good luck bud,” he added. “also try not to fall in love.”
“it is a bet after all.”
do i like this? no. do i give a fuck? no. will i now go contemplate my life decisions and love life? yes. will i text him? probably. goodnight everybody 💗 (will i actually go to sleep? obviously not.) ignore all grammar errors.
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Different Type of Workout | Nolan Moyle
summary: you get tasked with helping Nolan release some anger, but things take a turn and it’s released in ways that Coach Naurato probably didn’t intend.
request: yes/no
warnings: mature themes, p in v, sex in semi public place, oral (male receiving!)
word count: 2.4k
authors note: honestly I’ve been waiting to write for Nolan since this account as been created, and with us reaching 400 followers it felt right to write for him. Also what better way to start Super Smut Thursdays than with a bit of enemies to lovers (or should I say fuckers).
He had always been a pain in your ass.
Way back in freshman year when you joined the team as an assistant trainer he seemed to have it out for you. If there was a snarky comment he made it, if there was a chance to make your day turn miserable he did it, any chance he had to remind you of how much he disliked you he took it.
As a result the two of you were often paired up for things then, but coach Nauratos efforts never succeeded yet that didn’t mean he stopped trying.
Nolan had gone through a string of games where he was letting his aggression get the best of him thus allowing the ingenious idea of getting you in the boxing ring in the gym with him.
The boy wasn’t impressed with the idea as he kept on repeating the fact that he “doesn’t hit women,” which honestly surprised you. Everyone thought that he’d be jumping at the opportunity to get in a ring with you.
Even when you held the punching gloves up you could still see how hesitant he was “you’re not gonna hurt me,” you reminded him as you motioned to the two targets that he was meant to aim at.
It was the way he rolled his eyes that made you laugh “how do you know that I don’t want to hurt you?” Nolan mentally cursed himself the second the question left his lips because of how it made you smile “because you don’t have it in you.” You explained as deep down you knew you were perfectly capable in the ring if Nolan did indeed decide to get cocky.
He sent you his unimpressed look as he threw the first punch “c’mon captain,” you motioned to him to use a bit more power. What you didn’t realise was the way his shorts began to grow tight at what you called him.
No Nolan didn’t have a captain kink but the way it rolled off of your tongue seriously made him wonder if he’s missed out on a lost opportunity.
When he didn’t throw another punch you grew irritated “Jesus Christ Nolan!” You scoffed as you took the gloves off to replace them with actual boxing gloves.
His eyes went wide “what are you doing?” He asked as he watched you walk back over with the gloves under your arm.
You sent him a glare “trying to figure out what you need me to do in order for you to actually punch me!” Your raised voice took him a step back as he grew even more surprised “I’m not gonna punch you.” His mom had taught him better. You began to wish that he would stop trying to act like the good guy for a moment and just listen to you “do I need to punch you then?” You blurted out as your crossed your arms.
Nolan scoffed as he began to take his gloves off “this is stupid,” he announced as he shook his head and turned around to make his way out from the ring.
Luckily for you there was a trick your dad had taught you in the ring as a child, you hadn’t done it in years but you couldn’t think about that as you had to act quickly.
It was a sigh of relief moment when the ankle kick worked and you brought him to the ground. Nolan rolled over onto his back as he sent you a glare “what the fuck was that for?” He asked as you hovered over him.
The grin on your lips was obvious “just reminding you who is in charge here,” you explained as you held your hand out to help him up.
But what you didn’t expect was that he’d take your hand and pull you down onto him.
With a bit of surprise you looked down from his eyes to his lips causing him to smirk “is little y/n enjoying this?” He cooed as his thumb drew circles over your legging covered thighs. Nolan had to admit that he’s been beneath worse views before.
Just like always he had to ruin the moment “was gonna suggest a different kind of workout to get rid of that anger but clearly you’re not interested.” Your voice was serious and as you got up the boy realised that he had screwed up.
It took him seconds to pull you back as he leaned forward to capture your lips in a kiss. The yelp of surprise that left your lips let him swipe his tongue over your lower lip and occasionally into your mouth. The boy groaned as you began to grind your ass over his shorts “didn’t think you’d be this desperate,” Nolan tsked his tongue as he pulled away from you “I know what I want,” you shot back as your lips formed a pout when you batted your eyelashes at him.
Nolan swore he was dreaming at the sight of you “take it then,” he wasn’t a sub by any means but he was honestly feeling really turned on still by the fact that you had got him to the floor.
You contemplated remaining on the line of professionalism but as you got up and offered your hand to the boy you realised that he wanted this just as much as you did.
And that’s how you two make your way to the girls locker room “I’m not going in there,” Nolan shook his head as he watched you wrap your hand around the door handle. You pursed your lips into a thin line “got any better ideas?” You shot back as the girls didn’t have practice right now so it would have meant that the locker room would be empty.
The boys eyes trailed to his own locker room “practice ends in fifteen minutes,” you warned looking down at your watch.
Your comment made Nolan laugh “I could make you come in five,” he pointed out with a smirk as you squeezed his hand telling him to lead the way.
You had been in the locker room plenty of times before but you had never seen it this quiet “I’m not fucking you in your locker!” You scoffed as you watched him dig through his duffel bag.
Nolan let out a laugh as he looked at you “just grabbing a condom princess,” the nickname made you roll your eyes as you made your way to the stalls “in here,” you motioned as you held the door open for the team captain.
He smirked as you reached behind him to lock the door “don’t want an audience?” The boy teased as he ran his fingers along the collar of your shirt.
The boys ability to get under your skin was uncanny as you let him stay there “just didn’t think you’d want your teammates to see how poorly you fuck a girl.” You pursed your lips into a thin line as there was an amused gleam in your eyes.
You were enjoying this.
A dry laugh left the boys lips as it bounced off of the walls “that mouth is going to get you in so much trouble.” Nolan warned as his thumb ran over your lower lip.
It should have been scary how easily you kept your cool “maybe it’s about time you did something about it then,” you shot back as you ran your fingers through his hair making sure that you tugged on the ends of it.
He actually smiled as he got an idea “on your knees,” Nolan tapped your shoulder as you lowered yourself onto the floor.
Watching him untie the strings on his shorts made your mouth water as it gave you a view of his bulge “now let’s see what that mouth of yours can actually do,” he proposed as he hooked his fingers in the waist band of his boxers as he pulled them down letting them fall to his ankles.
You looked up at him with a nod as you kissed the tip of his cock “don’t tease me now princess,” he warned when he saw you try to kitten lick his length.
If you weren’t horny or on the bathroom floor you would have laughed at his request, but instead you decided to listen letting your tongue swirl around his cock. His hand locked itself around your hair that was held up by your hair tie.
The groans that fell from his lips made you clench your thighs “keep sucking me so good,” Nolan pleaded as he let his head fall back.
You wrapped your hands around his thighs letting yourself push forward as you gagged around his cock. The muffled noise of you gargling as it hit the back of your throat echoed off of the walls of the empty locker room.
Just as Nolan began to feel himself let go the door to the locker room opened “how come Nolan gets to work with her,” Ethan complained as he walked in with someone else.
The mystery person laughed “that’s just because you think she’s hot,” Mark pointed out as he slapped the younger boys shoulder.
Nolan’s hand tensed around your hair as he felt like he was going to let out a moan. The look he sent you was full of warning like he was trying to tell you to behave.
Unfortunately for him that wasn’t what you had in mind as you sloshed your tongue from side to side eliciting a groan from the older boy “you hear that?” Mark asked as they were about to leave.
You slowly moved your mouth as you let the boy just thrust his cock again. It was clear that Nolan was holding in a moan “you’re probably just hearing things,” Ethan shrugged before he let the door shut behind him.
Before you could smile Nolan pulled you back onto your feet “you think that was funny?” He cocked his head as he watched you run your thumb over your lip “been told I can be hilarious,” you confessed as you leaned forward to kiss him but quickly turned your lips into a pout when he leaned backwards.
Nolan let out a laugh “maybe I just need to fuck a bit of sense into you.” He pointed out as he fiddled with the end of your shirt.
You nodded “hope that wasn’t another empty threat,” you shot back as your tongue darted between your lips.
It seemed like a switch was hit in his mind “get that off,” he mumbled as he motioned to your leggings “Nol-” your voice was soft as you were taken aback by the forcefulness of his voice.
The boy placed his hand next to you “take it off before I rip those,” Nolan warned as you listened to him “you rip these and I’ll kill you,” you shot back as you revealed your blue lacy thong.
Nolan groaned as he watched you pull your shirt off too “something tells me you knew you were gonna get fucked today.” He smirked as he leaned down to kiss your collar bone.
You smiled as you giggled “thought I would have already been fucked by now,” you confessed “seven minutes captain.” You added as you looked at your watch.
His hands went back to his cock so that he could roll the condom over it “only need five,” Nolan mumbled as he ran his cock against your clit before he pushed it into your core “god,” you groaned as you dug your nails into his arm as you readjusted to his size.
It made him laugh “just me princess,” he picked your legs up as they wrapped around his waist.
You almost screamed at the new angle that he was hitting you at “fuck you,” you let your eyes turn to a squint as you sent him a glare.
Your back continued to hit against the wall as the hockey player smiled “that’s what you’re doing,” his joke drew a scoff from your lips.
His hand trailed in between the two of you as he pulled your bra down “want to hear you scream,” he murmured as he began to nip at your neck.
Moans echoed through the the room as it was mixed with the sound of skin slapping together “Nol,” you pleaded as you groaned “keep fucking me,” you begged as you felt his hand move down to your clit.
The sensations made you shut your eyes “who’s making you feel this good?” Nolan asked as he mumbled into the shell of your ear sending chills down your spine.
It made you feel light headed “you,” you whispered as causing the boy to click his tongue “who?” He was clearly wanted you to say it louder.
As you remained silent as you couldn’t form a coherent sentence “I asked you a question princess,” Nolan reminded you as he began to slow down.
Your eyes snapped opened “don’t stop fucking me now captain.” His title rolled off of your tongue like honey as you sent him a content smile as his thrusts began to pick up in speed again.
You didn’t know if it was the new angle that you were experiencing or the pace and the sensations of his thumb on your clit but you were quickly approaching your high “I’m gonna come,” you announced letting the word squeak out of your mouth.
Nolan smiled as he shook his head “hold it,” he knew that he was just behind you but he needed a bit more.
Moans were practically acting like music as you clenched around him “I can’t,” you didn’t think you would last another second.
The boy hooked his one hand under your chin as he kissed you “let go.” The moment he gave you the green light you came almost that instant with the hockey player quick on your tail as the boys own orgasm was spurred on as you clenched around him multiple times in a short burst of time as your core began to throb.
Your breath was shaky as your head fell onto his shoulder “wow,” you huffed causing the boy to laugh.
Before Nolan could respond though the door to the locker room swung open “I wonder if Nolan is winning?” Luca asked as he walked in with the other freshmen “definitely winning princess.” Nolan whispered as he kissed your earlobe.
Definitely winning.
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due to popular demand!! part 2 baby!!
Hockey Captain
Nolan Moyle x fem! Reader
synopsis: you go to return nolan’s jersey and continue your hook up session from earlier
warnings: 18+, smut, p in v, smoking
word count: 1.6k
a/n: HERE IS THE HIGHLY REQUEST PART 2!! this little trope with nolan and manager y/n is adorable, i’m in love!! also stereotypical hockey boys >>>
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i. ii.
What started with an innocent smoke break turned into a full blown orgasm in the bathroom where Seamus almost caught you two.
Of course Nolan forgot his jersey there, whether he was too pussy whipped to remember it or if he did it intentionally to bring you over to his house.
You knocked on his frat house’s front door. You bit your bottom lip as you waited for him or for anyone to answer the door.
You heard the latch unlock and there stood Nolan, looking down at you with a wide grin on his face. He wore a navy UMich hoodie and those infamous gray sweatpants. “Hey, missy. Long time no see.”
A giggle escaped out of you as you rolled your eyes. “Here’s your jersey,” you said as you shoved it into his chest.
He glanced down at the jersey you passed along to him and took it from your hands. “You have my other request?” At first you were clueless to this request, but it instantly came to you what he was talking about.
You dug into your hoodie pocket and pulled out the strawberry kiwi vape. “And the other thing?”
You furrowed your eyebrows. “What other thing?”
He smirked as he ran his fingers through his brunette hair. “A pair of crutches or at least a wheelchair.” He saw the expression on your face causing him to pout playfully. “Oh, honey… Did I not warn you?”
Your facial expression turned puzzled, what the fuck was he talking about? He tucked that pout away as his mouth contorted to an attractive smirk. “You’re not gonna be able to walk when I’m done with you.”
Your eyes widened at the sudden statement, your heart rapidly beating while your face turned a bright shade of red. He then moved out of the way and invited you in. You looked around the frat house, it seemed tidy and organized. “Are your other roommates here?”
He laughed, “Nah. They went out to a party, told them I had to study. That gave me an excuse to get athletic without anyone interrupting like Seamus.”
You giggled, rolling your eyes. “Well, are you gonna show me to your room at least?”
His eyebrows raised as an intrigued flame flared in his eyes. “Woah, someone’s impatient.”
“I can’t get you out of my head,” you admitted. “You really know how to pleasure a girl.”
He then made his way over to the stairs before looking back at you. “Honey, I’m gonna do more than eat you out tonight.”” He then jerked his head in the direction of the stairs. “Right this way, miss.”
Lust intoxicated your already spinning mind at the thought of him actually fucking you. You could get in trouble for this. You could get your media manager position revoked. You prayed that you didn’t become some sort of locker room talk.
He opened his bedroom door and there in front of you was a clean room with a candle flame illuminating the room. It smelt divine as the feeling lust grew overbearing. You needed him.
He shut the door then turned to you. “Can I get a hit before we fuck?” he asked, holding out his hand.
“Yeah,” you replied as you placed the pen in his hand. He kept the pen between his lips as he exhaled, leading you to pull the pen out of his mouth before placing it on his night stand. “Now, are you ready?”
He smirked before answering, “Yes, ma’am.”
You pulled off your hoodie, revealing a new lace bra you weren’t wearing earlier that day. He looked down at your breasts, his jaw slightly hung. “Damn! You’re so fucking hot,” he said in response. His toxic hockey accent drove you up with walls with arousal.
You couldn’t deal with his teasing comments any longer. “Just fucking kiss me,” you breathed out as you placed your hands on his face. You broke the space between you and Nolan, your lips meshing together.
His lips were smooth and tasted like cherry chapstick. His tongue pressed against your lips, hoping to enter your mouth. You allowed him to do this, his tongue danced with yours.
His hands grabbed your ass through your shorts, kneading them with his palms. You moaned into his mouth as a reaction. You pulled away for air, your breaths rapid.
“You ready?” he asked.
“Yes.” You desperately nodded. He grinned before kissing you again. The kiss was hungry and driven by desire. He pulled away before gently pushing you on the bed, causing you to fall back onto the mattress.
He ripped his hoodie off before pulling down his sweatpants. You stared at him while he did this, drooling over him at this point. “Get undressed,” he ordered.
You snapped out of whatever spell you were placed under and stripped like he said to. He went over to his night stand while remaining just in his boxers and grabbed a condom from the top drawer.
You tossed off your underwear, revealing yourself to him again. He looked you up and down, taking in every single detail. He pulled down his boxers which revealed his erected member.
“Shit,” you muttered. He looked up at you with a confused expression. “It’s just… big. I don’t know if I can take it all.”
He smirked, “Then I’ll work my way in.” He ripped open the packet with his teeth before sliding the condom on. You then knew that it was time.
With that, he entered you, stretching out your walls with the length of himself. A loud moan left your mouth as his hardness filled you. He continued moving until it felt comfortable, finally settling on a rhythm.
He planked over you, causing you to squirm as his warm breath tickled your sensitive skin. “Fuck, this feels amazing,” he whispered to you.
You hummed in approval. Even though his dick was big, you didn’t feel uncomfortable or feel any pain. “Fuck!” he grunted.
Your eyes squeezed tightly shut when his thrusts became faster. “Don’t stop!” you begged. No words could ever describe the feeling of Nolan being inside of you. You had never had sex this good.
You decided to open your eyes and focus on the man above you. You watched as he concentrated with his rhythm while his chain dangled.
There’s something about the way he moves, the energy he exudes that makes you want to watch him forever.
Your hands came up to rest on his shoulders as he fucked you. With each thrust, you would claw into his soft skin. You wanted more, you craved more. You wanted it harder than he was already giving you.
You let out a loud cry as your back slightly arched. “Harder!” you moaned.
“You sure?” he responded in a groan.
“Yes! God, yes! Just please do it!” you begged. He nodded his head as he rammed into you harder, hitting your G spot everytime. You screamed in ecstasy as your body convulsed beneath him.
That’s when you felt a surge of pleasure shoot throughout your whole system. Your entire body shook as your juices dripped down from your cunt onto the sheets below.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he groaned. The feeling of your tight warm walls around his hardened member drove him crazy with pleasure. As he thrusted in and out, the vibrations caused your core to throb violently.
Suddenly, you felt the familiar sting of tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. “Faster!” You panted. “Oh fuck, I need you!”
You heard him chuckle lowly above you. “You’ve really got yourself worked up.” He sped up and suddenly everything began going dark as he filled you with the most intense orgasm you’ve ever felt.
It felt like you lost complete control of your body as everything became blissfully numb. Your muscles relaxed as the last waves of his hard cock slowly drained.
Nolan did his last pump into you as a loud groan came out of him, signaling that he had just cum as well. He pulled out of you and took a couple deep breaths. A pleased smile gracing your features.
He pulled the condom off before tying it up and tossing it in his little trash can. “That’s disgusting,” you joked.
“It’s better than having some babies pumped in ya,” he said, sitting down on the bed next to you.
You laughed before rolling over in the bed and grabbing the vape pen off the nightstand. You brought the pen to your lips and took a puff.
“I just can’t believe the Michigan hockey captain went down and me and railed me all in the same day,” you joked.
He laughed in response before grabbing his boxers and sweats before putting them on, yet he remained shirtless. “Could you get me my hoodie?” you asked. “It’s a little cold.”
He tossed you your hoodie and you threw it on. He then laid down next to you on the bed. “Y/N,” he said, “I wasn’t kidding when I called you an absolute rocket.”
You looked over at him, holding out the pen to him. He smiled softly before taking it and taking a puff. He then passed it back to you before continuing his statement. “I want this to be more than a hooking up thing. I think you’re a smoke show and you’re kind and all that shit. I want to actually give this a chance… With sex on the side.”
Your heart fluttered and you gave him a soft smile. “Are you asking me out, Nolan Moyle?” you asked in a teasing voice, attempting to make him laugh a bit.
He chuckled as he nodded his head. “Yes, I am.” He paused before looking over at you. “So? Do you wanna go out with me sometime?”
You reached over and poked his cheek with your index finger, making him scrunch the bridge of his nose. “Yes, I do.”
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hii can you do "one giving the other their jacket / covering them with it when they fall asleep" and “you’re just so nice to hold.” with mark please :)
Mark X reader
warnings?; none really just a whole lot of fluff
You were sat on the boat with Mark and some of the guys. Everyone had spent the day on the lake, swimming, wave boarding, eating and playing games. It was staring to get dark and chill was beginning to develop and you cursed yourself for only grabbing one of Marks shirts before heading out today.
You tried cuddling closer to Marks side and your boyfriend was more than accepting to your closeness as he wrapped an arm around you, "I love cuddling with you" he whispered in your ear.
"Yeah? why's that" you asked back
"you're just so nice to hold" he admitted and placed a kiss on your head.
"Hey lovebirds! No macking on the boat" yelled Nolan from the top of the boat causing everyone to laugh, while you and Mark blushed.
A few moments had passed before Mark felt your arms cover in goosebumps as the small breeze rolled past. "Baby are you cold?" he asked you.
"Yeah a little, I only grabbed one of your shirts before we left today" you explained with a small smile.
"Here take my hoodie" he told you as he slipped it off and you took it with little to no resistance after he claimed he'd be fine with the t-shirt he was wearing.
you must've fallen asleep because the next thing you remember is Mark carrying you into the lake house and up to your shared room and giving you a kiss good night as he pulled the covers over you.
#mark estapa imagine#mark estapa x reader#mark estapa#nolan moyle#hockey imagine#nhl#nhl imagine#umich hockey#uluvejay request week
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hey! could i please have the prompt “i’m here baby, don’t worry” with ethan edwards where some creepy guy scares you at a party and you go crying to ethan
“i mean it”
ethan edwards x fem!reader
warning: creepy guy, very little profanity, slight mention of alcohol
word count: 0.9k
you down the last sip of your drink, swallowing as much of what’s left of it as possible. the warmth of all the liquor in your system flowing through your body. “hey eth, im gonna go grab a refill. you want anything?” you say to your boyfriend. “no i’m good, thanks though. but come back when you’re done, i don’t wanna lose you since there’s so many people here” he says as he takes his arm off of your shoulder. you nod and head to the kitchen, making your way through the sweaty, drunk crowd,
you begin to pour yourself some vodka, mixing in one of the fruity mixers on the counter as well. suddenly a hand falls on the small of your back, making you shudder slightly from the sudden action. you turn your head expecting it to be ethan, but who you’re met with is far from him. he’s about six foot, with dirty blonde curls, and green eyes.
“uh, excuse me?” you say, stepping away from him slightly, praying that he accidentally assumed you were someone else. his arm falls back down to his leg and your attitude makes a smirk grow on his face. “well no need for attitude there darling, relax. watcha drinking?” he asks as he lifts the bottle you just placed down, reading the label.
“who are you?” you ask him over the music. “my name doesn’t matter, what’s yours?” he says, now leaning against the kitchen island facing you. “my name doesn’t matter either” you mimic, very much creeped out at this point.
“you’re funny, and pretty too,” he states. “oh thanks. i also have a boyfriend so i better get back to him,” you smile before attempting to walk away. he grabs your wrist, pulling you back into the conversation, “that hockey player, edwards right? he’s pretty good on the ice don’t ya think?” “mhm, now can i go please?” you say, your heart rate increasing slightly as you realize his hand is still gripping your wrist. “i can feel your pulse increasing, what’s got you so nervous?” he asks, as he slowly approaches closer to you. you back up away from him, but suddenly your back hits the kitchen counter. now he has you cornered in the kitchen. “please let me go,” you plead, tears brimming your eyes.
“cmon, we both know i can treat you better than him. you really want a guy with an instagram following? we both know how much he wants to follow all those hot girls back, but you’re holding him back. i’d never do that to you, cmon darling” he smirks. his words hit sharp in your heart, you’d never thought about that before. did ethan actually think about other girls? we’re you holding him back?
you didn’t even notice the tears sliding down your cheeks until you’re snapped to reality by the voice of nolan. “y/n? what’s going on?” he asks, approaching you and the mystery guy. the guy steps back slightly, allowing you to take the chance and run into nolan’s arms. “y/n? are you crying? what’s wrong?” he says hugging you back.
“nolan i-i don’t know him! he pinned me against the counter he was being so creepy! and he was saying things about ethan!” you say, tears pouring at this point. “oh hell no, i’m gonna kick this motherfucker out. go find ethan okay?” he says, as he chases down the guy from earlier through the crowd.
you slowly make your way through the crowd looking for ethan. when he sees you and the tears falling he quickly pulls you into a tight hug. “what’s wrong?” he asks, nothing but concern in his tone. “c-can we go outside?” you stutter through your sobs. he instantly takes your hand, leading you outside to the back porch. you both sit on the steps, him wiping the tears with his thumbs. “i’m here baby, don’t worry. you ready to talk about it?” he asks as he pulls your head against his chest.
you sigh, “there was a guy in the kitchen. he kept flirting with me and i kept telling him i have a boyfriend, and somehow he knew you. and he kept saying things like how you probably want to be following back the hot girls that follow you, instead of dating me. and he was saying he could treat me better. he pinned me against the counter and wouldn’t let me leave, i have no idea what he as gonna do to me if nolan didn’t step in,” you say as tears begin to pool again.
“oh y/n. i promise you, i don’t even look at the girls that follow me. i love you more than anyone, seriously. i tell my mom all the time how much i love you and how i wanna marry you one day, and i mean it. i cant imagine my future with anyone else. that’s why i’m scared for when i go to new jersey. i’m afraid that you’ll leave me, not the other way around.”
“ethan i’d never leave you, i promise you that” you say as you lift your head from his chest to look at him. “you better not. i don’t think i could live without you,” he chuckles, kissing the top of your head. “well good thing you don’t have to worry about dying any time soon, cause i’m not going anywhere,” you smile, lacing your fingers with his.
#ethan edwards#ethan edwards blurb#ethan edwards x reader#ethan edwards imagine#umich hockey#umich hockey imagine#umich wolverines#nolan moyle#hockey imagine#hockey blurb
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MULLET SEASON | M. ESTAPA
mark estapa x fem! teen mom! reader
summary: just a random spam of posts made by y/n ( including a mullet post at the end )
a/n i love teen mom reader and mark au
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y/ncooke has posted !
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y/ncooke emooly, marck, and iniz
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theemilycarey she's ok, everyone! she's just dsylexic!
↳ y/ncooke Hey now!
markestapa the doctor place was scary
mackie.samo guy in the last pic looks a little too good
↳ edwards.73 that's what i'm saying!
y/ncooke has posted !
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y/ncooke emplode
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markestapa my favorite tissues!
↳ y/ncooke boi wth!!!
edwards.73 i wanna join the crib party with mark and nez
↳ mackie.samo me two
↳ dylanduke25 me three
↳ nolan_moyle me four
↳ lhughes06 me five
↳ y/ncooke who's gonna buy a bigger crib so you all fit?
livekatecooke miss u, darling ! <3
jackhughes i sent the bigger crib so that all the boys can fit ( luke begged me )
↳ lhughes06 I DID NO SUCH THING ( i did )
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y/ncooke mark: *takes off his beanie* inez: *screams*
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markestapa "you're not me dad!"
↳ edwards.73 i'm so happy i got to witness this go down
umichhockey inez doesn't approve of mullet season?
mackie.samo i could've witnessed this? never getting gas again
theemilycarey MARK GOT A MULLET?! Y/N HOW COULD YOU ALLOW THIS?!
↳ y/ncooke BFFR?! DO YOU THINK I WOULD?! HE SAID HE HAD A SURPRISE!!
#mark estapa x reader#mark estapa#mark estapa imagine#umich boys#umich blurbs#umich wolverines#umich hockey#ethan edwards#nolan moyle#luke hughes#jack hughes#instagram#ig edit#never grow up au#lovinbarzal writings
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i just want nolan to spit in my mouth and call me a good girl, that’s it. that’s the thought.
i’m so sorry but my brain translated this as ‘bratty girlfriend who knows how to get her way’
it’s one of the first parties of the year and you’re a couple years younger than nolan (maybe sophmore/junior) he’s happy to be back, soaking in his last welcome week with the boys and ignoring you, which fuck him. he won’t give you attention? his homeboy will.
queue shea who we’ve learned pretty much won’t speak unless spoken becoming collateral damage in your little game. your leaning up on him, laughing at his stupid little jokes and you and nolan haven’t even soft launched so don’t blame shea when he asks for your snap. you barely take his phone into your hands before a big hand wraps around your arm and his pulling you down the hall, into a bathroom you were all to familiar with.
if you looked closely at the mirror, you could still see your hand print there from one of your escapades last semester. gross.
nolan is glaring down at you as you lean against the cabinet, “you think your cute, flirting with my freshman?”
“your freshman thinks i’m cute,” you shrug and that was the wrong thing to say.
he grabs your jaw, forcing your mouth open before spitting directly into it and oh? that did something in the pit of your stomach. he smirks as you swallow, “he couldn’t handle you and you know it.”
you pout, “well you wouldn’t let me find out?”
“you want to find out?” the eyebrow he raised was daring and that’s when you falter in your stride, “that’s what i thought princess. you’re not talking to casey anymore, okay? you’re gonna stay by me because apparently you’ve forgotten who put those handprints on your ass. is that right?”
you shake your head, “no, nol.”
he massages the place where your jaw connects before spitting in your mouth one more time, dropping his hand to your throat as you swallow, “that’s my good girl.”
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Comforting mark after the frozen four loss ! !
I watched the boys skate off the ice with defeat all over their faces.
Me and the other girlfriends head down to the tunnel to wait for the boys to come out.
Some of the boys started to come out so we all perked up anxiously waiting.
Dylan basically flung himself into my arms.
“It’s okay” I say rubbing his back. He lets out a couple sobs before his sister takes my place for me cause Mark comes out.
I open my arms for him. He buries his face in my shoulder silently crying. I rub his back up and down soothingly before he pulls away and looks at me. “I’m so proud of you” I say cupping his face. “We lost” he says through the tears. “I don’t care you guys tried that’s all the matters” I say wiping his tears with my thumbs. He starts to cry even more so I bring him into my arms again.
He eventually calms down and pulls away so he grab his stuff for we can leave.
The ride to the hotel Mark wouldn’t let me out of his arms. He didn’t say anything he just wanted to be close.
We make it to his room and he immediately goes to the bed. I set all of our stuff down before joining him. He flips us over so he was now laying on top of me. I play with his hair until we both fall asleep.
#umich hockey#luke hughes#mark estapa#adam fantilli#dylan duke#ethan edwards#luca fantilli#frozen four#gavin brindley#nolan moyle#mark estapa imagine#mark estapa x reader
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Brunch pt2
Back Series Next
Y/n.Hughes
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Y/n.Hughes Had to take the others out🍝
Tagged: Lhughes_06, _quinnhughes
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Trevorzegras let me take you out
Y/n.Hughes I have a boyfriend Zigs
User1 oh to be her 😔😢
Jackhughes can’t believe you left me home
Seamuscasey26 give me your leftovers please
_quinnhughes And you had a better time
Jackhughes I beg to differ
Y/n.Hughes No comment
User6 she feeds us so well
G.brindley4 🍦
Jackhughes you left me at home
Lhughes_06 Do it again tomorrow
Jackhughes you’re not leaving me out again
Y/n.Hughes I actually have something else planned for you guys tomorrow @/Lhughes_06 @/Jackhughes @/_quinnhughes
Nolan_moyle bro check the gc
Jackhughes YOU LEFT ME AT HOME
User0 I wonder if she had to pay for them too 🤔
Thombordeleau_ guys I think she left Jack at home
Y/n.Hughes What made you think that🤨
Thombordeleau_ just a hunch
Markestapa Can you bring me some Gatorade?
User7 it was great meeting you guys ❤️
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mad woman N. Moyle
Nolan Moyle x fem!reader
synopsis - Nolan is back in the place you two fell in love, and he can't get you out of his mind.
wc - 2.5k!
contains - UNEDITED SORRY!! cursing, NO HAPPY ENDING!(between Nolan and reader, I don't leave my readers sad you know that), um asshole!nolan as fuck, MAD WOMAN BY TSWIFT?????, um yeah i don't know, BAD BITCH!READER (you go girl), hints at future!frank nazar x reader (YOU KNOW I HAVE A HARD TIME HELPING MYSELF!!!!!!!)
an - hey y'all....... im not deceased!!! um yeah HOPE U HAD A GOOD HOLIDAYSSSSSS. some of this I couldn't tell, if it was funny or cringe so don't hate me. I don't loveeeeeee this but whatever. Frank is so cute SOMEONE REQUEST HIM ;))) anyways love u hope you enjoy!
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what did you think i'd say to that? does a scorpion sting when fighting back?
Nolan felt weird. It was the first time he was back in Ann Arbor since leaving for China in the summer. He was stopping to see the boys and watch a hockey game before going back home to New York.
It was the first time he'd been in Ann Arbor since you broke up. The breakup was rough. There had been a lead up for weeks before, all you did was argue. You couldn't understand him, or anything he was doing. When you found out he was going to move to China, you felt like that was him saying you weren't important to him. He didn't seem even slightly upset about having to leave you, and when you were hysterical over it, he just called you crazy.
they strike to kill, and you know i will. you know i will.
When you realized Nolan wasn't going to be anything but indifferent about the situation, all you felt was rage. Maybe you were crazy, you felt it.
Nolan had been your boyfriend since you were a freshman, and he was a junior at Michigan. You dated for almost three years, and then he threw you to the side. Now you were interning in the athletics department at Michigan while you finished school, and you were talking with your supervisors about a job opening after graduation, so you were sticking around in Ann Arbor for a while longer.
It was honestly embarrassing the way you tried for you two, while it seemed he couldn't have cared less. The boys felt bad, they'd known you their whole college careers, you'd help them through losses, comforted them, cared for them. You were the best female influence they had while at college.
They hung out with you all summer, trying to include you in all of their activities, because they knew what you were going through. They loved Nolan, and they loved you. You didn't make them feel like they had to choose, and Nolan really couldn't even if he wanted to, being on the other side of the world from all of you.
You were still in Ann Arbor, along with the boys because they still had hockey games to play before they could go home for winter break, and you worked with the hockey team in the winter, so you were sticking around as well.
what do you sing on your drive home? do you see my face in the neighbors lawn?
Nolan couldn't get you off of his mind as he drove through the small Michigan college town. He saw you everywhere. You were the only person that had stuck around with him while most of his friends left to the NHL over the years. You could tell at the last moments of your breakup Nolan was jealous, he was jealous of people like Luke, who was leaving from their loss in Tampa straight to Boston to sign with the Devils. He had always dreamed of it, but had just not come close enough.
China would take him away from it all, a new place, as far away as he could be, because it did hurt to look at all the guys he captained, knowing they'd go on to do greater things than him.
He deflected what was going on in his head to you. He accused you of being crazy, and envious, and insecure, but it was him. He felt so shitty about himself on the inside that he threw it all to you.
does she smile? or does she mouth, "fuck you forever"? every time you call me crazy, i get more crazy.
Nolan was being suffocated by the overwhelming sense of you, that Ann Arbor held. Every corner, every road, every stoplight.
Nolan pulled into a parking spot on the side of the street, unbuckling his seatbelt and turning the car off. He sat in the empty car for a few minutes. Would you be there when he walked into the dinner the boys had planned? He knew they were really close with you, seeing as he stalked your and their Instagram profiles often.
He didn't know if the guys would do it to him. He also didn't know if they knew that seeing you would affect him so much.
You knew Nolan was invited to this dinner, but you didn't really care. You'd met your peace with him over the summer, at least in your mind, you were happy. Single life had been treating you well, you were prioritizing yourself, your friends, your family, and your career and it was a perfect balance for you.
what about that? and when you say i seem angry, i get more angry.
You'd always loved the idea of working for a sports team, specifically hockey. You'd been the daughter of the Minnesota Twins physical therapist since you were born, so seeing the behind the scenes of major league teams was always exciting for you. You'd gotten your first opportunity to work with sports teams in high school, when you had an internship with a smaller hockey team in Minnesota, and since then you'd loved working with hockey. It was how you met Nolan, interning with the Michigan team your freshman year.
You were already on your second drink when you saw Nolan walk into the restaurant. Seeing him left a pit of red hot anger in your stomach. You just looked away from him before he could catch you and kept talking to Luca. Maybe the anger never left, you didn't care as long as the love you had for him did.
and there's nothing like a mad woman. what a shame she went mad.
You chose not to acknowledge him, and he understood why. The last time you talked to him, you were screaming, crying, completely confused as to why he didn't love you like you loved him. You didn't understand how after committing three years to him, he could throw all of it away without a second thought. He probably had someone. Someone he could entertain halfway across the world.
You both ignored each other, deciding it best not to talk. You knew that it wouldn't end well, the rage sitting in your chest would release itself the second you said a word to Nolan. You both drank, a lot. You partially because you wanted to get your mind off of him, and partially because Luca was challenging you to go shot for shot with him.
Nolan was embarrassed before you two broke up, and he still was, sort of. Then, he was embarrassed because he felt like he wasn't talented enough to lead his team that was chock-full of NHL prospects. Now he was embarrassed because he had realized what he let go when he let you go. And obviously all these boys could tell he had lost a good one, because they all loved and admired you so heavily.
Nolan wasn't exactly good at handling emotions like embarrassment and insecurity, since being raised on "men don't cry" mentalities. And when he was so full of these unfamiliar feelings, he took it out solely on you.
And it made you crazy, like completely batshit. You were head over heels for Nolan, had been since the day you met, and when he flipped on you, you didn't know what to do.
no one likes a mad woman. you made her like that.
Nolan was drunk. Anyone in the bar could tell you that. He didn't always handle his alcohol well, either. His eyes locked onto you, all the way down the long table full of people. You were currently talking with some of the media girls, discussing the upcoming Monday video, thinking of question ideas.
Drunk Nolan was mad you weren't paying attention to him. He always wanted your attention, while you were together, and now. He started talking, rather loudly, about you. He was saying how you were crazy, and controlling and that's why you broke up. It was because he was drunk, but that didn't mean it was okay. You heard your name, and your head snapped to the side, staring Nolan down.
"No, she's a crazy bitch! Y'guys are lucky you haven't tried somethin' with'er, she's like the bossiest girlfriend ever. Like, like when we broke up, she was just beggin' me to stay and like wouldn't let me break up with'er!"
You were seeing blood red. None of that was true. You let Nolan do whatever the fuck he wanted during your relationship. He was the possessive one.
and you'll poke the bear, 'til her claws come out.
Most of the table was staring at you, those who weren't were staring at Nolan in bewilderment. No one believed him, they had witnessed your relationship. Some of the guys were telling Nolan to shut the fuck up, knowing you were angry.
You stood up, going to the end of the table Nolan sat at. You stood on the opposite side of the table, between Frank and Nick's seats.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing, Nolan? Do you really need my attention? It's pathetic, to talk about me like this, especially while I'm sitting right fucking there. We get it, you're not as fucking famous as you were here in China, but you don't have to bring me into your attention seeking."
and you find something to wrap your noose around. and there's nothing like a mad woman.
Nolan saw this as an opportunity. He knew he was getting you angry, he was thriving off of it.
"See? She's crazy!"
Adam slapped Nolan over the back of the head, telling him to shut up again, looking at you with wide eyes.
"It's alright Adam, you don't need to stop him from being a bitch. Anyways, Nolan, you calling me crazy is laughable. You were the one that didn't let me wear shit! The one that got mad when I went out with my friends!"
Nolan started to turn into an angry drunk guy. You were saying true things, all of that happened through the duration of your relationship. Nolan was getting embarrassed, again. He look around the table, his eyes catching on the one person likely on his side. A media girl in her junior year at Michigan. In her two years on the team with Nolan as a part of it, she'd had a crush on him, and made it clear to you and him. He turned back to you, ready to say something that would hurt you deep.
now i breathe flames every time i talk. my cannons all firin' at your yacht.
"It's your fault I was like that, I had to worry about you whoring yourself out to everyone."
You could've jumped over the table and strangled him. Frank grabbed your hand under the table, being the sweetheart he was. You squeezed his hand back, thanking him silently. You knew Nolan was embarrassed, and jealous that you were over him, when you obviously occupied his thoughts.
"You have to be kidding me."
they say, "move on." but you know i won't.
"She's not worth it Nolan."
A bitchy little voice came from down the table, every head snapping to look at the girl who'd said it. Of course, it was the one that wanted Nolan down her throat while you two together.
"Alright babe, just because you're feening to get in his pants doesn't mean you're apart of this conversation."
She gasped, many of the people at the table let out laughs, including the other media girls, leading the girl to turn in anger at them and shout out them to stop. You laughed hard, watching her try to blubber out insults at you.
and women like hunting witches too. doing your dirtiest work for you.
"It's obvious that you're both obsessed with me, and I understand, trust me."
They both got angry, starting to let out insults at you, but they were just funny to you.
"You two are gonna be very happy with each other, you can think about me together."
Watching them get angrier and angrier with you was so funny, objectively. You turned to Frank next to you, who was laughing, hard. You mouthed, 'I'm scared' to him, making him laugh harder.
it's obvious that wanting me dead has really brought you two together.
You stepped out from between the chairs, letting Frank's hand go, moving to grab your jacket, wallet, and phone from your spot, walking back to where you were when you gagged Nolan and media girl.
"Well I'm leaving, you two have given me enough entertainment for one night."
You left the bar, giggling to yourself as you pulled out your phone on the walk to your car. You saw one of the girls texted you, reading, 'mr obsessed is going out to see you WALK SLOW ;)' You knew who she meant, Frank. He'd had a little crush on you since he'd joined the team, in age, he was only a little over a year younger than you, so it wasn't weird or anything. You thought he was super cute and he was a lot more thoughtful than Nolan had ever been, even though he wasn't even your boyfriend, you'd never even entertained him, but he was still kind and caring towards you.
i'm taking my time, taking my time, 'cause you took everything from me
You looked behind you, stopping when you saw none other than Frank Nazar jogging up to you, you smiled brightly at him.
"Hi Frank."
He smiled, laughing as he said hi. He told you he wanted to make sure you got to your car safe, of course he did, he was a gentleman. So you let him walk with you, laughing about what had taken place in the bar. When you got to your car, you got in but talked to Frank through your open window for over ten minutes. When you told him he should go back to get out of the freezing weather of Ann Arbor, he nodded and agreed, but didn't leave.
This kid would probably end up being the death of you, with his smile and pretty hair. When you finally got him to head back to the bar, he was physically shivering. You smiled warmly to yourself as you sat in your car for a couple minutes, thinking about the whole night. Seeing Nolan be such a dick confirmed everything you'd thought about him over all the months, so it felt like you were really able to let go. Move on.
watching you climb, watching you climb over people like me. the master of spin has a couple side flings. good wives always know she should be mad, should be scathing like me, but no one likes a mad woman. what a shame she went mad, you made her like that.
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SURPRISE DOWN THE SHORE | LUKE HUGHES
pairing: f!reader x luke hughes
overview: week 2: luke takes y/n out to the beach only for the both of them to be met with a surprise down the shore.
warnings: talks about being sick and possible death.
o. i. ii. iii. iv. v. vi. au masterlist
it was 4 am.
why was she awake at this ungodly hour? she didn’t know.
oh wait..she did.
her phone was on her nightstand, ringing like crazy. she was in the midst of sleeping when it began to buzz. it took her a while to wake but when she did, she wished she hadn’t.
y/n groaned and grabbed her phone as she looked at who had called and texted her.
my personal stalker 🥲 (luke)
she had over 26 messages and 2 missed phone calls. why was he calling her this early? she knew he still had yet to tell her all the info she needed for later but it could’ve waited another 3 hours.
she opened her contacts before pressing on luke’s contact. it rang as she sat up, against her headboard, rubbing her eyes from the tiredness she had endured.
“y/n?”
“luke?”
“yea it’s me.” he replied.
y/n sighed, “why’d you call me?”
she could hear luke breath on the other side of the phones, “i just wanted to know if we were still on for later?”
she squeezed her eyes in annoyance, “that’s what you called me at 4 in the fucking morning for?” y/n questioned.
“well-yeah. i mean i was worried that you might’ve changed your mind last minute and so i couldn’t sleep and-”
y/n stopped his rant, “yes, we’re still on for later. i’m just waiting for you to tell me which beach it is and at what time.”
“oh right. text me your address.”
she blinked. “what?”
luke rolled his eyes. “just do it.”
“okay, jeez. bye luke.” you told him which a slight laugh.
“bye y/n. i’ll see you later.” and with that you hung up as you typed out your address before sending it to him.
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luke stayed awake after that call.
he was bouncing with excitement over something he had done in order to get to know a girl. sure, every guy had been excited over a girl but y/n wasn’t just any girl. she was his girl. he just had to make it official.
luke got up and out of bed at 9:30. he gathered his clothes for later and made a beeline towards the bathroom. he had got rid of his clothes before getting in the shower.
he had music playing in the bathroom as he showered. it was at maximum volume. luke knew his roommates would be pissed since it was so early in the morning, but did he care at the moment? not even the slightest.
he had finished 30 minutes later. he turned the water off and made his way out the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist.
he got dressed into a pair of light blue swim trunks and a button up shirt, the first two buttons undone.
luke grabbed a pair of sunglasses and a towel that he had thrown onto his shoulder. he made his way out his bedroom and began to walk through the hallway towards the stairs.
as he passed by mackie’s room, he suddenly heard a door creak open. “luke, what the fuck?” it was ethan. “it’s 10 in the morning, why the fuck are you awake?” he asked the boy as he groggily rubbed his eyes.
“i-uh-i’m going to the beach..with a friend.” he responded. luke hadn’t told any of his teammates he was going out with y/n. he knew if he did, they’d find some way to interfere and make it a big deal. so he kept it a secret.
“what, friend? you know you only got us.” ethan teased and luke just rolled his eyes.
“don’t worry about it.” luke told the boy. “now i gotta go.” luke rounded the corner before he rushed down the stairs, his footsteps fainting by the second.
mark’s door opened. “yo,” he called out to ethan who had turned around to go back into his room, “who the fuck was that?”
“luke. said he was going to the beach with a friend.” ethan explained.
“what friend?”
“i don’t fucking know man.” ethan replied. “he just said a friend before he left.”
mark began to think before an idea came to mind. “ay, wake everyone else up and tell them to get showered and dressed.” mark told the boy who just stood there tiredly and confused. “oh and while you’re at it, call the boys and everyone else up. we’re going to the beach.” he announced before turning around and heading into his room, the door shutting behind him.
ethan just stood there for a second before going in his room and flopping back onto his bed.
he’d do it in a bit.
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y/n was up and out of bed, getting ready for her “date” with luke. she had showered an hour before as she picked out dark green bikini bottoms and a dark green bikini top that had a tropical design on it. she had put on shorts over and a navy sweatshirt that went off one shoulder, her bikini strap showing.
her hair was in a braid as she didn’t it want it going all over the place on the way there. she grabbed her tote bag and began to pack all the necessities. she slid on her shoes and grabbed an extra towel from her closet.
she grabbed her phone and keys before heading into the living room and settling onto the couch.
jess was still asleep as she was a heavy sleeper. y/n grabbed her phone and began scrolling through instagram. she had been in the app for a good 5 minutes before she got a message from luke.
my personal stalker 🥲 (luke)
what’s your apartment number??
y/n
what do you need that for
wait
you’re outside huh??
my personal stalker 🥲 (luke)
yes
now what’s your apartment number
y/n
i’ll just go outside
my personal stalker 🥲 (luke)
no fuckin way is that happening
tell me the number
y/n
🙄✋
it’s apartment number 28
my personal stalker 🥲 (luke)
thank you!!
y/n throw her phone next to her and just sighed before rolling her eyes at the conversation she had just had. she grabbed it and left jess a text message, knowing she’d take another hour to wake up.
she was in the middle of texting a girl from her class that had needed help with the course when she heard a knock at the door. y/n got up and walked towards the door. she looked through the peephole and saw luke standing there, his hands in his short’s pockets.
she grabbed the door knob before twisting it and opening the door. “hi.”
luke looked up at her and just smiled. “hi.” he stood there for a second, taking in her figure and beauty before he spoke again, “you ready to go?”
she nodded her head before stepping out and closing the door behind her. the two began walking towards the elevator. after a good 2 minute walk, they both made it to the elevator’s doors and got in, clicking on the ground floor.
the two stood in silence.
y/n watched as the floor number increased until it eventually got to the letter ‘G’, signaling they were at the bottom floor.
they doors slid open and both were about to walk out at the same time before they both realized that they wouldn’t be able to. luke stepped back and let y/n go first, “go ahead.” y/n just smiled at him before she waited for luke.
the pair walked out to the parking lot and began to head towards luke’s car. y/n adjusted her bag over her shoulder as she grabbed her sunglasses out of her bag, with the sun out and all. she placed them on her head just in case.
the two got to the vehicle and luke opened y/n’s door for her to climb into and she thanked him before getting in, luke shutting the door soon after. he walked over to the driver’s seat and got in, settling in his seat as he pulled his seatbelt on.
“you ready? got you seatbelt on” luke asked y/n who nodded. “alright let’s go.” he stated before he started up the car and began to back up.
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the drive from her house to the beach was a good 25 minutes. the two made small talk but it wasn’t much that was said. just the occasional ‘how was your day’ and ‘that’s good to hear’. the two only talked about small things.
y/n was looking out the window, admiring the view that she didn’t notice luke had been staring at her.
gosh she’s so fucking pretty.
luke seemed to snap out of his gaze as he remember he was the one driving.
y/n just leaned her head against the window and closed her eyes, awaiting their arrival at the beach. she hoped it would be sunny and the perfect weather. but she knew better. it was michigan after all. the weather here is never nice.
the two pulled into the parking lot of the beach. y/n opened her eyes and just looked outside through the windshield. she could see the ocean waves and sand at the bottom of the hill.
luke had turned off the engine and unbuckled his seatbelt before reaching into the backseat, grabbing his belongings, which consisted of just his towel. he opened his door and got out before running towards y/n’s side of the car.
she had unbuckled her seatbelt and reached for the door handle but the door opened before she could even get her hand on it.
“oh. thank you.” y/n blushed. she got her bag and hoped out the car. she turned around and watched luke shut the car door.
he turned towards her. “c‘mon.” he told her and y/n just began to walk next to him.
to get down to the beach you had to climb down the stairs that were attached to the rock side. it was a simple task, yet luke seemed to make it look difficult as he has taken y/n’s hand and helped her down as if it were hard to go down herself.
they had gotten to the bottom half of the steps and luke refused to let her hand go. she just rolled her eyes before walking in front of him, their conjoined hands now over her shoulder, as she walked them both down the stairs.
the two reached the sand and at last they were at the bottom. “so you wanna walk around first or go straight into the water?” y/n asked luke as she held a hand over her eyes to block the sun out
“whichever is fine.” y/n hummed and just took his hand as she began to make her way against the shore. luke happily obliged and followed behind her.
the pair had begun to walk along the water, their shoes now off and in their hand, the weather hitting against their feet and ankles. it was silent for a few seconds before one spoke up.
“why’d you ask me to come with you?” y/n asked luke as she looked up at him. he just continued to look down at his feet.
“w-well i thought you seemed like a nice girl, you know? i’ve seen you in class before and have wanted to talk to you for a while but i just never seemed to have gotten the chance until now. i want to get to know you. just us two.” luke explained. he didn’t know wat else to say other then that. i mean it was slightly true. he had seen her in his classes but she would always sit a couple rows ahead of him so she never seemed to acknowledge him. on the other hand, it was all apart of the bet, so he had no choice.
“you’re in my class?” y/n wondered with a slight tilt of her head. she had never seen him before. sure she got there a little later than most people but she always noticed her peers. maybe luke just blended in.
“yeah, i am. econ. i sit a couple rows back.” he answered her question.
y/n just raised her eyebrows. “wow. i guess i’ve never seen you before then.”
“yeah maybe.”
the two continued their walk in silence.
luke was freaking out inside. was it going that bad? they aren’t even talking for gods sake! was this a good idea? would she still talk to him after? millions of thoughts raced through his heads. hopefully this would go well.
y/n was thinking. she had always noticed the kids in her classes. luke just never seemed to be there. although there was always this one kid who would sit in the far back but it couldn’t be him. or maybe it was? she didn’t know. y/n was just focused on the moment at hand.
“hey is this your first year at umich? i’ve never saw you around last year.” luke stated. sure he had known the answer already but he wanted to know more.
“yeah i am. i transferred over from csuf. fullerton.” y/n said.
“oh so you’re a california girl?” luke wondered.
y/n just laughed and shook her head. “i guess you could say that. yeah.” she never was a fan of the heat and humidity. “i just never really liked the heat over there. makes things a lot more difficult.”
luke just shrugged. “well you won’t have to worry about that over here. i’m sure you could tell already though.”
she nodded her head. “yeah, well michigan sure is something.”
“why’d you transfer? if you don’t mind me asking.” luke asked her as they had began to walk back.
“no, it’s fine.” y/n brushed off, “most of my family lives here in michigan so thought it’d be better to live closer to home.” y/n said. “but mainly because my grandpa lives here too. my mom called me one day and told me he had gotten sick. we didn’t know how much time we had left with him so i decided to apply for transfer here at umich for my sophomore year. when i got in, my dad flew over and started to help me pack immediately. i had bought my ticket and flew over here the next week. although my parents live like 10 minutes away from campus, i still found a place to live in. i met my roommate, jess, at some random store in the mall and she told me how she attended umich and that she was looking for a roommate. i took that position. so i’ve been here ever since.” y/n finished off.
“oh wow, i-i’m sorry. must be hard being at school most of time and not getting to see your grandpa. i’m sorry.” luke said as he turned towards y/n.
y/n just waved it off. “it’s fine really. i still get to see him on the weekends and breaks so that’s got to count for something right?” luke just nodded.
“but i’m sure i’ll be fine. i mean i got jess with me. she’s a nice girl.” y/n explained.
“she really is. jess will be there for anyone even if she says she hates them.” luke said and y/n just smiled.
“like you and your team?” y/n teased. “she’s always calling you guys these names and she’ll be telling me about it and i just find it so funny.”
luke grimaced. “yeah she can be like that sometimes.”
y/n just laughed. “that’s what i love about her. she’s never scared to say whats on her mind. she’s truly is amazing.”
luke smiled. “i’m glad you have someone like her.”
“thank you. i-”
she got interrupted.
“YO! HUGHESY!!”
the pair looked towards where the voice came from. at the top of the stairs stood mark and his teammates, some holding the hands of girls who y/n assumed were their girlfriends, and some friends. among those friends was jess and some sorority girls.
“what the fuck?” luke said only so y/n and him could hear. “how the hell did they know where i was?” he turned to y/n. “i am so sorry this happened.”
“no it’s okay.”
the two stood there spitting out apologies to each other. the team and their friends began to walk down the stairs, beach necessities in hand. as they walked down one by one, y/n noticed how many people there actually was. she never did well around many people. big crowds overwhelmed her and made her feel like she was trapped in a small room. they made her heart speed up.
the group began to place their stuff down but not before saying hi to luke and waving towards y/n with a smile. mark and a couple of the guys walked over to luke and y/n. mark put a hand on luke’s shoulder, going to stand next to him. luke stood annoyed at the boy before turning his head towards mark. “what?”
“how ya doing bud?” mark asked enthusiastically. luke couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
luke took a deep breath in, “fine before you all got here.” he snapped.
mark held his hands up in defense. “hey, we just wanted to spend some time at the beach. we didn’t even know you were here.”
“sure you didn’t.” luke told him before he grabbed y/n’s hand. “c’mon y/n, we’ll go somewhere else.”
the two started to walk towards the stairs. all luke wanted was a simple day out with y/n, his “date”. but of course, mark had to come and ruin it. it’s not that he didn’t like mark or anything. they were best friends. he just really wished he could have a day out without his teammates. luke just wanted to have time with y/n to get to know her better.
the two were almost at the stairs before they heard one of the boys call out, “luke c’mon man!” they turned around to see mackie who had his hands up. “we just wanna have some fun. you can still have your date with y/n here,” he explained, “we’ll stay out of your way.”
luke shut his eyes tightly before opening them and looking down at y/n. “is that okay with you? them being here?” he asked.
y/n nodded. “it’s fine, i promise. besides i need to talk to jess about something.”
“alright we’ll stay but just don’t go crazy or whatever, please?” luke told the group of boys. “i really don’t want to go home with a headache.”
“we promise.” dylan said as he held a hand up. “now get your ass over here.”
luke and y/n walked over to them before y/n let his hand go. “i’ll look for you in a bit.” she told him before she turned around to look for jess.
the sophomores all began to swarm luke as they started to talk and jump around enthusiastically.
y/n however began to walk towards where she saw jess and a couple of girls. she walked up behind her and placed a hand on her back. “jess.”
jess turned around and a smile spread across her face. “hey, y/n!” she took the girl into a hug. “i woke up and you were gone but turns out you were here with luke the whole time.” the pair pulled away as y/n began to sit down with jess on the extra beach chair they had.
“bitch i texted you that i was gonna be gone with like before you woke up, knowing you always check your phone.” y/n explained.
jess just shrugged. “i didn’t see it.” y/n rolled her eyes before jess sat up. “oh you have to meet some of the girls. you’ll like them i promise but first i’d like you to meet some friends of mine.” jess gestured to a girl with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. “this is ellie.”
the blonde waved at y/n and smiled. “hi i’m ellie. it’s nice to meet you y/n.” y/n smiled back.
“she’s dating jacob truscott,” y/n looked confused. “luke’s teammate.”
“oh.”
y/n got introduced to three other girls, lauren, maggie, and valerie. y/n found out that lauren and maggie ran the teams social media account, while valerie was here as a friend. she also found out that she was apart of alpha phi, a top sorority on campus.
y/n began to get along with them very well as they had been laughing and giggling at whatever one said. luke watched from afar, as he was “keeping an eye” on y/n. he knew it was a lie. he had a red solo cup in hand as he talked with some of the guys but he’d get distracted often, looking over at y/n every 5 minutes or so.
“yo luke, keep staring at her and soon she’ll melt.”
“what?”
nolan, the teams captain laughed. “you okay there hughesy?” nolan asked and be slung an arm over luke.
“yeah i’m fine.” luke looked away from her. “sorry i was just making sure she was alright.”
nolan nodded. “right.”
“what i was!” luke defended himself. “she’s having fun which is good.” luke looked down at the liquid stirring in his cup.
nolan just eyed him for a minute before he spoke. “you like her don’t you?”
luke’s head snapped up. “what? n-no! of course i don’t. i’m just acting the part for the bet. that’s all. really-”
nolan chuckled. “breathe. and i’m not judging. i mean sure we told you not to fall in love but it’s okay. just don’t break each other’s hearts.” with that nolan walked away and luke just stood there before looking towards y/n.
has he really fallen in love after two weeks?
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it had been a couple of hours since the supposedly kegger had started. y/n took notice of how more and more people showed up. why? she didn’t know. someone had brought a speaker which is how the lyrics to some pitbull song were being heard. some of the guys on the team and their friends had helped build a bonfire big enough to provide light through the evening as it got darker. people would throw in more logs of wood when they noticed it burning out.
y/n had spent time with jess and the girls before she went off to search for luke. she made her way through the crowd of people and headed towards where some of luke’s teammates were. “hey dylan,” she said and the boy turned around to look at her, “have you seen luke?” she asked.
“hold on.” dylan turned around. “aye has anyone seen hughesy?” he yelled over the music. there were murmurs of ‘no’ and ‘i don’t fucking know’. dylan turned towards y/n once again. “no, sorry. last i checked though, he said something about going on a walk. i don’t know. have fun looking for him.”
“thanks. i guess.” y/n told him before she turned around and began to walk towards where she hoped she would eventually find luke.
luke, however, had snuck off. he needed the space away from the large group of people. so he decided to take a walk, just like he and y/n has done earlier. he never wanted this happened. in fact, he didn’t even want any of them to know. yet they did. so how he was stuck here with a bunch of people while all he really wanted was to be with y/n. alone.
why couldn’t i just have one night? one night was all i asked for-
“luke?”
luke snapped out of his thoughts.
he turned his body and saw y/n walking towards him. he began to walk towards her. “hey. is everything okay?” he asked as he placed his hands on either side of her face.
she shouldn’t have been blushing but she was regardless. “yeah, everything’s fine. don’t worry.” y/n looked down at her feet. “it’s just when i went to look for you, you were gone. so i got worried and came looking for you.” she explained.
luke sighed. “i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to worry you. i just needed a break from the noise and the guys.” he said. “i really am sorry. i never wanted them to find out where i was cause i knew they’d question me. i don’t even know how they found out where i was. especially which beach.” he grabbed both her hands in his. “i’ll make it up to you with another date. i promise.”
y/n smiled and shook her head. “it’s okay, alright? it’s not what i expected but at least we’re having fun,” she looked up at him, “although that other date does sound nice.”
they both laughed. “i’ll make sure to keep that in mind.”
y/n let go of one of his hands. “c’mon let’s go back. you can introduce me to the rest of your teammates.”
“you’re fine with that?”
“of course.” y/n told him as they both began to walk back to the group. “i want to get to know you. and if you’re team is apart of you then i have to meet them.”
luke grinned. “maybe another day. i just wanna be with you for now.” he took in her appearance, “have you gone in the ocean yet?” she shook her head. “why not?”
“i’ve been busy talking with jess and some of the girls.” she explained.
“it’s nice that you’re getting along with them.” luke told her.
they both turned a small corner and were met with the light from the flames of the bonfire, the music blaring from the speaker, and of course, the large amount of people.
they began to walk to a space within the crowd of people before luke paused. “c’mon.”
“what-”
before she could finish her sentence, luke had bent down and picked her up, bridal style. “where are we going?”
“to the water.” luke answered before he began to walk towards the waves.
“LUKE HUGHES PUT ME DOWN.” y/n shouted out with a laugh. “at least let me take my clothes off. which mind you, i don’t want to get wet!”
luke rolled his eyes before setting her down. y/n grabbed the bottom of her sweatshirt and pulled it over her body, dropping it nearby. she then began to work on taking off her shorts. she slid them down her legs before stepping out of them, revealing her bikini. “you’re really gonna wear you’re shirt into the water?”
luke just unbuttoned his shirt before tossing it where her clothes were. “there? now let’s go.” he picked her up bridal style before he began to run towards the water.
“i swear to god if you drop me luke, i will never forgive you.” y/n told him. he pretended to drop her and she let out a small scream. “you little asshole-”
she couldn’t finish as luke had dropped them both into the water. y/n rose to the surface. “you fucking bitch!” she swore as she swam over to him and grabbed his head before dunking him under water as she giggled.
the two stayed there for awhile, laughing and messing with each other, splashing the other. they blocked out the noise of the kegger and just focused at the moment at hand, enjoying each other’s presence.
mark looked towards the pair from where he stood on the sand, his jaw clenched. he knew luke had only been doing it for the money, but was it really that easy?
mark turned towards the group, “aye look.” he nodded towards the couple in the water.
“looks like hughesy already has her locked in.” johnny said as they all watched the pair for a second before turning back to each other.
“you just lost 100 dollars man.” adam told the boy who just stood there with a smug look on his face.
“oh i don’t care about the money anymore. i’m just doing this for fun.”
he would find a way to make this a lot harder for the defensemen. he promised himself that.
did you miss mee?!! i know you didn’t! anyways here’s the next chapter. i am deeply sorry this took like 3 weeks to write. i had writers block for like 2 weeks and i barely got to writing this like on wednesday. just know that since the endings are always horrible, it’s bc i am writing this at midnight and i am always lacking energy at this ungodly hour. but it is here and hopefully you enjoy. ignore all writing errors. (ima go text him now 🤭🤭) goodnight beautiful angels 💗💗🫶
#luke hughes#luke hughes x reader#nj devils#new jersey devils#nhl#college hockey#umich hockey#umich boys#mackie samoskevich#dylan duke#mark estapa#nolan moyle#isa’s works#love to be told au
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bowling night | m. estapa
mark estapa x !duke reader
it was hard to find good couple bowling pics👎
on marks post imagine the guy has his hair color since ^^
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caption: date with my girl💙 @ynduke
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ynduke could say date night was pretty successful, thank you for the night out my love I love you❤️(and thank you for the best birthday ever<3)
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markestapa happy birthday babe I love you and always welcome for the nights out💙 now time to drink(responsibly)!
ynduke thank you!! (totally responsible) so race you to the bar??
markestapa you’re so on!
dylanduke25 date: a social or romantic appointment or engagement.
ynduke please don’t do that here
dylanduke25 okay rude you should appreciate my definitions since I’m educating you!
ynduke but I’m already educated on a date??
dylanduke25 tomato tomahto
ynduke I hate you.
nolan_moyle okay but where was my invite??
ynduke please you should’ve came! we could have whooped marks ass together then I would have beat you!
nolanmoyle why are you so cocky??
ynduke I blame my brothers.
tyler__duke5 should be blaming alyssa that’s her field.
dylanduke25 ^
alyssa_duke being cocky is not my field that’s 100% you three!
nolan_moyle have to agree with her boys and girl, you three together are cocky central.
ynduke you’re uninvited.
nolan_moyle no I’m sorry I take it back!
ynduke too late.
rutgermcgroarty happy birthday y/n and duker!!
ynduke thank you rut!
dylanduke25 thanks man!
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markestapa when she’s better at bowling than you>>
happy birthday sweet girl I’m glad today was the best day for you but the nights not finished enjoy your party tonight! We celebrate for as long as you want. Thank you for being the best thing to come into my life since going to umich, couldn’t have asked for a better second year with you❤️
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ynduke I’m sobbing you can’t just do this to me. I love you so much and I cant wait for more years with you<3
nolan_moyle someone else should pull a duker this time
dylanduke25 do it cap
nolan_moyle okay give me a sec
nolan_moyle bowling the game of tenpin bowling as a sport or recreation
dylanduke25 okay not bad but wasn’t gonna do the definition
nolanmoyle that’s concerning?
dylanduke25 here’s how to play bowling.
1: Understand the bowling lane. before you begin to bowl, you have to understand the function of the bowling lane. A bowling lane is 60 feet (18.3 m) long from the foul line, the line closest to the bowler, to the head pin, the pin closest to the bowler. There are gutters on either side of the bowling lane. If a ball veers off the lane, it goes into the gutters and is out of play. The approach area is 15 feet (4.6 m) long and ends at the foul line. The bowler cannot overstep the foul line during their approach or their shot won't count. If a ball goes into the gutters and then bounces out and hits the pins, it won't count.
2:Understand the bowling pins. Ten pins are arranged at the end of the bowling lane at the beginning of every frame. They are arranged in a triangle formation, with the point of the triangle facing the bowler. There is one pin in the first row, which is the head pin, two pins in the second row, three in the third, and four in the fourth. The locations of the pins are assigned numbers 1-10. The pins in the back row have the numbers 7-10, the pins in the row above the back row are numbered 4-6, the pins in the second row are numbered 2-3, and the head pin is pin 1. All pins will earn the bowler one point if they are hit. The numbers are based on location, not value.
3: Learn the lingo. Before you can call yourself a true bowler, you should be aware of a few different bowling terms. Knowing these terms will also make it much easier for you to understand the rules. Here they are. A strike is when you knock down all the pins with the ball on your first try. A spare is when you knock down all the pins on your second try. A split is when the first ball of a frame knocks down the headpin (the pin closest to you) but leaves two or more pins that are non-adjacent. It's tough to hit a spare in this situation, especially if you have a 7-10 split, which is the hardest split to hit. A turkey is three strikes in a row. If any pins remain after the bowler's turn, it's called an "open frame."
4: Understand how a game of bowling works.One bowling game consists of 10 frames. Each frame is equal to one turn for the bowler. The bowler's objective is to knock down as many pins as possible in a frame, ideally all of them. A bowler can roll the ball twice in each frame, provided that they do not hit a strike. A bowler gets an extra turn on the tenth frame if they knock down all the pins on the first turn.
5: Learn the scoring. If a bowler has an open frame, then they simply get credit for the number of pins they knocked down. If a bowler knocked down 6 pins after two turns, they simply get two turns. However, if a bowler hits a spare or a strike, the rules get slightly more complicated. If a bowler hits a spare, then they should place a slash mark on their score sheet. After their next turn, they will receive 10 points plus the number of pins they knock down with that turn. So if they knock down 3 pins after their first turn, then they will get 13 points before their second turn. If they then knock down 2 pins in their second turn, they get a total of 15 points for that round. If a bowler hits a strike, they should record an X on their scoresheet. The strike will earn the bowler ten points plus the number of pins knocked down on the player's next two turns in the following round. The most a bowler can score in one game is 300 points. This represents 12 strikes in a row, or 120 pins that were knocked down in 12 frames. A perfect game has 12 strikes and not ten, because if the bowler gets a strike on the last frame, then they can take two more turns. If those two turns are also strikes, they will have 300 points. If a player rolls a spare in the last frame, then they can take one more turn.
ynduke I’m just at a loss of words.
aylssa_duke you putting all your time into this is impressive.
nolan_moyle this made me love you even more
markestapa okay but you going and getting all this information from a website just for a comment is pretty crazy😭 I applaud you man
dylanduke25 please I didn’t have to look it up knew this all by heart
ynduke okay yeah that’s concerning.
tyler__duke5 A+ bro thanks for teaching me about bowling!
adamfantilli thanks duker now I can go teach Gavin how to bowl correctly thanks!
g.brindley4 I know how to bowl correctly wtf??
adamfantilli you don’t, remember the ceiling mishap?
g.brindley4 oh yeah
fan1 so duker commenting all about bowling is so concerning, need to know if he took a bowling class😭
ynduke oh he did! Took it for two years.
tyler__duke5 it was hell, he wouldn’t shut up about it.
lhughes_06 I got to hear all of it so you guys are lucky.
dylanduke25 you said you liked me talking about bowling so that’s your fault lukey!
lhughes_06 don’t call me that.
ynduke everyone should call you lukey now
lhughes_06 god please don’t
edwards.73 lukey on the back of his devils jersey, I would buy one also happy birthday y/n I love you!
ynduke about to text Jack to ask for Lindys number! and thank you son I love you too!!
lhughes_06 mark quick take her phone away
ynduke got it pal-mark
markestapa got his phone and it has lindys number in it thanks bye!
lhughes_06 im on my way.
woah okay I’m actually shocked I finish this and it’s long sorry 😭 all the bowling stuff is from wiki so creds to there! Expect some more insta fics throughout out the day till I work🖤 also yes I know insta comments can’t be that long but who cares lmao👎
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smut with nolan where he makes a move on the teams photographer?
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Strawberry Kiwi
Nolan Moyle x fem! Reader
synopsis: you’re the student photographer for the umich hockey team. while you step away to take a break and smoke your vape pen, nolan stops by and makes a move on you.
warnings: 18+, smut, smoking, oral sex (fem! receiving), nolan being a stereotypical hockey hoy, feminine pet names, dirty talk
word count: 1.9k
a/n: this was so much to write omg. i literally screamed, kicked my feet, and giggled while i wrote this. i am in love with him. IT ALSO MAKES SENSE FOR HIM TO BE A TOXIC HOCKEY BOY
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i. ii.
You sat on the bleachers in the Yost Ice Arena while flipping through the photos on your camera. It was recently media day and you had to make sure the boys’ pictures turned out good.
The photos ended up better than you expected them to. You felt yourself falling down a rabbit hole which you quickly pulled yourself out of. You hooked the camera up to the laptop and transferred the pictures.
You looked at the expected time for it to finish uploading. 2 hours. You let out a loud groan and shut your eyes. There was nothing for you to do in here for another 2 hours. The boys on the ice yelled obnoxiously and your hoodie didn’t protect you from the cold temperature of the ice arena.
You got up from your spot and made your way out of the ice rink. You were immediately hit with the warm air of the locker room. You grabbed your vape pen out of your hoodie pocket and took a puff. You sat down at the bench, the smoke escaping through your mouth and nose as you exhaled.
“You look comfy,” a voice spoke. Your eyes quickly opened as you flung your head in the direction where you heard the voice. It was Nolan. He leaned against the wall with a sly grin on his face. “What’s the flavor? I’m in dire need of some nic.”
You looked down at your pen and back up at him. “Uh… Strawberry kiwi.” You held out the pen to him as he approached you. He took it from your hand and sat down next to you, taking a hit.
He looked satisfied as he blew out the flavored air. “Thank you, missy.” He had a thick accent, making him sound like a stereotypical hockey boy. It was kinda hot.
“Aren't you supposed to be on the ice?” you asked while giggling.
He laughed as he passed the vape back to you. “Yeah, but I just said I wasn’t feeling well so I could leave early. I also wanted to talk to you.”
He took off his jersey and his skates as a puzzled expression etched your features. “To me?” You took a puff of your vape and smiled softly. “Why?”
He took the pen from your hands again as an alluring grin spread on his face. “Because you’re an absolute rocket, miss.” He then placed the pen between his lips.
Damn, you thought. He knows he’s hot too. Two can play at that game. “Well, you’re not too bad yourself, Moyle.” You took the pen out of his mouth and placed it in yours.
He glanced down at your lips as you blew on the pen and bit his bottom lip. “Oh, yeah?” He slightly raised his eyebrows. You tried your best not to fold, but it was hard when he was acting like this. “Why don’t we settle this in the bathroom?”
You got up from your spot on the bench and tucked the pen back in your hoodie pocket. “Way ahead of you,” you mewled as you walked to the one stall bathroom. You held the door open for him as he rushed after you, now holding it open for himself.
He shut the door and locked it. You watched as he approached you, his eyes scanning your body up and down. “You could use this as promo for the hockey team,” he said as he placed his hands on your hips. His hands were bulky and large as they rested on your body.
It was the way he was in his padding and a tight fitting shirt which drove you wild. “And why’s that?” You cocked your hair to the side.
A seductive smile formed on his face as he held eye contact with you. “Because we would make one hell of a film, miss.” You couldn’t help yourself, your face flushed bright red at his comment.
You could feel the arousal intoxicating you as you inched closer to his face. “What do you want to do to me, Nolan?” Your hands found their way on the back of his neck, your doe eyes maintaining eye contact with his soft brown eyes.
He licked his lips before leaning into your ear. “I want to make you scream my name,” he whispered. His warm breath brushed against your ear, causing goosebumps to form along your skin.
You didn’t know who could be out there waiting for you. What if one of the guys comes by needing to use the bathroom and hears you two? Hell, what if the coach heard you two? “I don’t want to get caught, so maybe not full blown sex,” you placed your hand on his chest.
You could see the hit of disappointment on his features when you said that. “Well, can I at least go down on you?” His hand ran up and down your thigh covered by the cloth of your black leggings. You nodded your head. “Verbal consent, hon.”
“Yes,” you said. “Yes, I want that.”
He smiled eagerly, his grip on your hips tightened as he lifted you off the ground. You giggled as he carried you to the sink counter, sitting you down. You wrapped your arms around his neck loosely as you stared into each other’s eyes.
It was a brink moment before the two of you kissed. Your eyes shut as your lips meshed together perfectly. His tongue slid over your lips before entering your mouth. His tongue swirled around yours, his cold hand slid underneath your sweatshirt and met contact with your bare skin.
The kiss was aggressive and heated, the loud sound of lips smacking filled the room. There was a string of saliva when he eventually pulled away for air. He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and smiled. “You ready?”
You nodded your head, “Yeah.” You threw your shoes to the side as he lifted your hoodie slightly in order to gain access to your leggings. You shimmied in order to help him pull the leggings down. When they were completely off, he threw them next to you on the sink counter.
He parted your legs open and placed wet kisses on your inner thigh. You shuddered at the warm feeling of his lips, your ears flushing with heat. “Fuck,” you whispered under your breath.
He chuckled against your skin and pulled down your panties. “You’re wet already, princess,” he teased. He parted your folds with his fingers and flicked your nub with his tongue.
A shaky exhale escaped your mouth as you tilted your head back. “Fucking Christ,” you groaned. He continued licking your clit, tasting your wetness as you let out quiet moans.
Your fingers ran through his soft brunette hair. He took longer strokes, causing pleasure to course through your body. “Stick a finger in,” you pleaded. “Please?”
“Stay quiet,” he said as he pulled away. He then stuck his index finger inside your entrance. You let out a quiet gasp before biting your bottom lip.
His tongue circled around your clit slowly, creating an intense sensation on your sensitive bead. “Shit, Nolan,” you moaned.
You then heard a knock on the bathroom door. You jumped out of fear and shock before quickly looking over at the door. Nolan stopped as well, looking over in the direction of the door as well.
“Uh… Occupied!” you yelled out.
“Oh, it’s Seamus!” the male yelled out in response.
“Shit,” you muttered. When Nolan heard that it wasn’t the coach, it’s like a wave of relief washed over him. He didn’t care about getting caught anymore, so he went back to pleasuring you.
You fought back moans as Seamus yelled, “Hey, are you alright in there?”
You wanted Nolan to stop so you wouldn’t get caught, but you knew he wouldn’t stop until you came. “Uh… yeah! I just…” You took pauses, your eyes rolling to the back of your head out of pleasure. Your mind grew cloudy with lust, causing you to shout out the first excuse that came to it. “I’m just on my period!” Nolan’s finger curled inside of you, hitting your g-spot. “Fuck,” you moaned.
“Oh!” Seamus said, obviously not expecting that. “Is there anything I can get for you?”
“There’s tampons… in my bag!” You ran your fingers through Nolan’s hair. You felt yourself growing closer to the peak of your orgasm.
“Okay!” he said. “I’ll be back!”
You heard his footsteps recede from the door as your orgasm hit you, the warmth beginning to pool in your stomach. “Fuck,” you groaned loudly. “Nolan, shit!” Your fingers dug into Nolan’s scalp in pure ecstasy.
He pulled his fingers out of you and pulled away from between your legs. You let go of him, breathing in heavily. He ran his dry fingers through his hair and stood up straight.
“Holy, fuck.” He was just as satisfied as you were by the whole experience. “You taste fucking amazing.” He leaned in close to your face. “Wanna go for another round?”
You placed your hand on his chest and shook your head. “Not here,” you answered. “You need to go, Seamus will be back any minute.”
He rolled his eyes, clearly annoyed. “Why did you have to have him come back?” You continued staring at him, ready for him to leave. “Fine. You have my number, text me if you ever wanna get athletic… or just take a hit of your strawberry kiwi nic.”
You smiled, placing a quick kiss on his lips. He rushed out of the bathroom and shut the door behind him. You hopped off the counter and put your clothes and shoes on. You looked up at yourself in the mirror and saw how flushed your cheeks were. Not to mention your bruised lips.
Hopefully Seamus wouldn’t question it or anything. Before you could attempt to fix yourself up, there was another knock on the door. You opened it up and saw Seamus holding a tampon.
You nodded your head, “Thanks.” You shut the door again and slid it in your pocket. You sat there for a little bit before unlocking the door and walked out of the bathroom.
Seamus sat on the bench, obviously waiting for you to get out. “Do you feel better now?” he asked, standing up.
“Yeah,” you said while nodding your head. “Thanks again.”
He smiled softly. He then furrowed his eyebrows and asked, “Hey, did you see Nolan on his way out?”
Your heart dropped to your stomach as you stared at him. “No… Why?”
He shrugged. “Nothing, it’s just his stuff was on the floor when I came in. Wanted to know if he accidentally left it on his way out.”
You swallowed hard and tried to ignore his tone. “He probably forgot it,” you forced a smile.
He nodded his head, “Yeah. I put it in my bag.”
“I can take it to him soon,” you said. Seamus agreed and handed the stuff to you. “Anyways, thanks for helping me out.” You turned to walk away quickly.
You couldn’t help but crack a smile knowing that you got away with hooking up with Nolan in the bathroom of the locker room.
When you got back to your spot on the bleachers, you grabbed your phone out of your bag.
Me
Hey
Got your stuff here
Nolan
Seems like u need to bring it over sweetheart
Maybe tonight?
Me
Ofc
Nolan
Bring that nic with you
And a condom
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