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mikkomacko · 5 months

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Jersey Leeds: Little Dev

Summary: Part of the Jersey Leeds storyline; reader takes baby Jersey to her dads first game of the new season

Warnings: none

“Neeks you don’t have to do that.”

He doesn’t even give you a second glance as he continues to twist the Allen wrench, shaking his head softly. His hair hangs over his forehead, concealing most of his gaze but under the tips of the dark strands you can see his dimples sink into his cheeks.

“Been sitting over here too long,” he calls back “need to get it out of the way. And tire myself out for my nap.”

Accepting his answer, you turn back to the counter to finish Nico’s pregame snack. The new house in Jersey was slowly coming together, slower than either of you expected but life’s sort of been like that lately. The playoff birth of Jersey and then the team’s quick exit in Carolina, followed by a flight to Switzerland with a newborn was hectic. You made it work though, at least while Nico was competing at worlds but both of you were almost thankful for the loss.

Being parents was hard. Being parents while moving, hockey-ing, and not sleeping was even harder. Luckily the summer calmed down and Nico had more time with you and Jersey, showing her around Bern and introducing her to her Swiss family. He had a lot of things to be proud of that month, but none of it sparkled in his eyes like sharing his life with his daughter did.

You think of that look on his face as Jersey begins to fuss from her play mat, the borderline cries already making your temple throb. Plating Nico’s two peanut butter and banana sandwiches, you dust your hands off on your pants before moving into the living room.

Nico is still sitting on the living room floor, legs splayed out in front of him as he attaches the final leg to the new coffee table, but his eyes are watching Jersey intently. Her little arms and legs wiggle, kicking and reaching upwards as she softly cries.

“I could’ve got her babe,” Nico says as you walk over, his fingers wrapping around the leg he just attached and wiggling it. “She’s just right there.”

Satisfied with his work, Nico flips the table over so it’s standing over his lap. Jersey is still fussing, angry little hiccups as she waves her fists in the air and you can’t help but laugh quietly as you bend down to scoop her up.

“It’s ok,” you reply, dabbing the sleeves of your sweater over her wet cheeks. Big brown eyes peer up at you, framed by the same impossibly thick, dark eyelashes Nico has. “I was done anyway.”

Testing his handiwork again, Nico presses his palms into the top of the table and lays all his weight on it as he gets up. You hold your breath, waiting for the screws and legs to give out and your husband to go tumbling to the living room floor.

But the table is solid and sturdy. Nico smirks proudly, rapping his knuckles on the wood before turning to you. “1 down,” he sighs “a lot more to go.” You shake your head as he eyes the rest of the boxed furniture scattered around the room.

“Do it later, you need to eat.”

Nico’s hands find your hips, holding you gently as he buts his head into yours to look down at his daughter. “Let me see my baby.” He requests instead, and the sound of his voice has Jersey kicking her legs in excitement. Her tiny mouth stretches into a toothless smile, pink tongue flopping out against her chin.

Laughing, Nico sticks his tongue out just the same, right hand coming up to tickle at her cheeks. You give them their moment, your heart warming at the weird but affectionate encounter. You’re unsure of how it came about, how Jersey picked up the habit but one day you had come home from a girls day with Nico’s family to find them sticking their tongues out at each other for entertainment. It’s since become their thing and Nico will take any chance he can get to see Jersey do it.

Nico pecks a kiss to her forehead before straightening out, pressing a similar kiss to your forehead as well.

“All right, snack time for my babies.” You instruct, pressing your palm into Nico’s stomach to nudge him towards the kitchen. He follows compliantly, moving into the kitchen and digging through the cabinets for something. You fetch a bottle out of the fridge, popping it into the warmer as Nico finds the container of honey he was looking for.

Smiling, he holds it out towards you.

“What?” You laugh, adjusting Jersey on your hip.

His voice drips with sweetness when he asks, “Will you put it on my sandwich for me?” It’s an odd request considering your currently holding a baby and attempting to get her meal ready but Nico’s already reaching out for his daughter with his free hand so you obediently switch him.

“You’re being weird,” you comment, popping open the container as you peer up at your husband through your lashes. He’s mumbling sweet nothings under his breath, nose pressed into Jersey’s temple because he likes the smell of her baby wash.

If your words bothered him, it doesn’t show. “I like the way you do it.” He explains simply, turning to grab Jersey’s now warm bottle. Going back to work on his snack, you drizzle honey across the banana slices before putting them back together and quickly slicing each sandwich into two. Nico fishes out Jersey's bottle, not sparing you a glance as he plops down at the dining room table. Plate in hand, you watch him settle Jersey into the crook of his arm, her little body so small against his bicep and forearm.

He coaxes the nipple of the bottle into her mouth, waiting a moment for her to latch before shooting you an expectant look, eyebrow raised and unimpressed.

"My bad," you laugh, "I didn't realize I had two babies to feed."

Settling into the chair next to him, you set his plate in front of him. Which was apparently not the right thing to do because Nico sighs, still eyeballing you incredulously. You roll your eyes, annoyed but so utterly in love with the man in front of you that you can't help but smile as you pick up a half of a sandwich, lifting it to his awaiting mouth.

It makes you laugh, him munching on the snack with honey smeared on his lips, bobbing his head to entertain Jersey while she eats. She watches him with curious eyes, blinking sluggishly. By the time you've finished feeding Nico, she's finished most of her bottle and is sinking further into Nico's arm as sleep pulls her under. He slip the bottle from her, and you take that and the empty plate to the sink while Nico props her up on his shoulder to be burped.

"All right," you sigh after cleaning everything up, "nap time for you two." Nico smiles lazily as you lead him and Jersey down the hall with a tender hand on his lower back. Jersey has already begun to drool into his chest, and he's careful to lay her in the middle of your king size mattress.

You stay long enough to watch him crawl into bed and take the time to tuck him in under a throw blanket, pressing a kiss to his forehead. He attempts to lift Jersey onto his chest, wincing when she wakes up with an annoyed screech, but she's soon settling into the softness of his abdomen. Nico coaxes another kiss out of you, sleepy eyes all soft and warm as you leave him and Jersey to nap while you get everything together for dinner later tonight.

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The Rock makes you emotional, not only because the last time you stepped foot in the arena you welcomed your baby girl into the world, but because of how much this night means to Nico.

Impatiently waiting for warm-ups to start, you adjust the crocheted ice skate slippers on Jersey’s feet, making sure her ankles are covered. Then you tug down the sleeves of her little jersey, smoothing a finger over the tiny C patch Nico had custom made for it. The sweater had been a gift from the organization, handed to Nico in a little bag before there first game of round two last season. He almost blubbered over the thing when he presented it to you at home, choking back tears as he babbled about the name daddy on it and his number and how it was just like that baby shirt he loves but better.

Knowing how much he loved the jersey, you’d elected to save it for her first game in person. One where he could actually see her in it. You can’t wait to see the look on his face when he sees you at the glass.

Jersey wiggles away when you adjust the headphones over her ears, making sure they’re not on too tightly but aren’t slipping off. You’d spent all summer working on them for her, acquiring cute little stickers to put her name on one side and a 13 on the other. But the real kicker had been getting the two little devil horns on top. It took a lot of different emails and calls, even some instagram messaging to find someone who could make them. And even though Nico laughed and teased you about it, you were glad with the outcome.

Jersey looked adorable and passionate, all things the captain’s daughter should be.

She’s kicking her feet at you in annoyance when the first horn goes off and the players start trickling onto the ice. Almost leaping out of your skin, you press up close to the glass, turning Jersey so her back is to your chest and she can look onto the ice.

Almost immediately her little legs start wiggling, big brown eyes watching red jerseys fly by and you laugh, believing that she’s trying to skate with them in her mind.

You know Nico has his warm up routine so you’re not expecting him to bang on the glass as soon as he does. Not that you need the little taps of his stick to know he’s there. Jersey recognizes him immediately, her hands reaching out as she coos excitedly.

Looking up from Jersey’s smiling face, you’re stunned by the look of utter joy on Nico’s face. His eyes crinkled, smile so wide you think it might fall off the sides of his face if it weren’t for dimples keeping it in place. He’s waving at Jersey, hitting his gloved knuckles to the glass.

You nudge Jersey closer, allowing her to press her own hands into Nico’s as she screeches excitedly. Out of the corner of your eye a phone slips into view, capturing the precious moment for you two. You make a mental note to ask the social media admin for the video later, turning a bit so the camera has a better view.

Nico looks up at you, that beautiful smile of his shining. “That’s my baby,” he shouts excitedly, voice muffled by the glass but loud enough to make you laugh. You nod in agreement, picking up Jersey’s arm so you can help her wave to him.

His gaze returns to her, waving once more before he sticks his tongue out. Like routine, Jersey does it back, giggling and bouncing in your arms at her daddy. You can hear him laugh, the sound so full of delight it makes your whole body flush with love.

They’re interaction draws in Jack and Bratter, both boys squishing Nico between them as they stop to say hi. You can’t make out what they’re saying to each other as they wave and tap at Jersey but Bratt motions to Jersey’s headphones before shooting you a thumbs up. You laugh, shrugging in thanks before he’s off to finish warm-ups. Dougie takes his place, shoving Jack back so he can lightly jump into the glass.

Jersey jumps in shock, staring at the large man in stunned silence for just a moment. You since, waiting for her to burst into tears and you can already see Nico about to scold his teammate. But then Jersey is laughing gleefully, those bubbly baby giggles making everyone breathe out a sigh of relief.

You linger a little longer, letting all the boys stop by the stay hi and admire they’re little captain. They’re all enamored with her, eyes going soft just as they did the moment they all met her in the hospital. She has always had this team in the palm of her hand, most of all her daddy who has spent all of warm-ups watching her. He chats with whoever filters in to see her, blushing and smiling when they tap him on the helmet with their sticks.

The time comes to head to your seats, even if Nico is trying to get you to stay by making faces and wiggling his fingers through the glass. You know he’ll never actually warm-up if you don’t leave first so you give him your best demanding wife look.

“Say bye to daddy,” you tell Jersey, making her wave one more time. Then you’re tucking her into your chest and holding your knuckles to the glass. Nico does the same, winking at you just once before he slowly skates backwards.

You blow him a kiss, laughing when he pretends to catch it and place it over his heart. Finally he joins the team to get some practice shots in, you moving away from the glass where you can still see him but not be a distraction.

For just a moment you admire him, let yourself adore him for all he is. A good person, a talented player, a strong leader, a brave role model, a loving husband, and the best father a child could ever have.

Jersey’s cry of annoyance drags you back into the moment, peering down to see her mouthing at your shoulder as tears well in her eyes. Her father's eyes.

"I know baby," you murmur, "let's go feed you. We'll see daddy again in a bit." You head back through the tunnel towards the family room so you can pick up the baby bag.

"He's gonna win you a game tonight." You promise Jersey, "and if he doesn't, he'll definitely play his heart out for you."

If there's one thing you could be certain about, it's that Nico will always give his all for his babygirl.

#nico hischier #nico hischer x reader #nhl #new jersey devils #nico hischier blurb #new Jersey devils fic #jack hughes #jesper bratt #dougie hamilton #timo meier

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thisishowgalaxiescollide · 3 months

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From here.

#i love this #nico hischier #god i love him so much #jack hughes #luke hughes #dougie hamilton #devils #23 24 season #curtis lazar #curtis lazar i love you #the fact that nico continues to prove he's the guy we all think he is

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heavenlyhischier · 3 months

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jack, dougie, and jonas sign of life!!

#jack is giving elf vibes lowkey #he’s so precious i love him #jack hughes #nico hischier #dougie hamilton #jonas siegenthaler #john marino

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hugheses · 4 months

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NJDevils: 2023 in one emoji: 🤌

#those first clips are Nawt from 2023.. liars #jack hughes #john marino #luke hughes #nico hischier #dawson mercer #dougie hamilton #jesper bratt #et al.#nj devils

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sunflower-lilac42 · 5 months

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✧ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐌𝐞𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐚 | hey baby au ♔

summary: how jack hughes met anna hischier

warnings: falling on ice, airports

notes: part of the 'hey baby' series. yes, jack thought anna was nico's wife when they first met. add yourself to the taglist ➵ taglist!

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Anna made her way over to the seats, exhausted out of her mind. Traveling with a three year old is not and will never be a good idea in her opinion. Asher trailed behind her, his energy radiating off of him that you could see it from a mile away, or hear it.

“Mommy?” The boy asked

“Yes, Ash?”

“How much longer?” Annalise let out a sound in between a laugh and cry, “Just a little longer honey, promise.”

She sighed once more and laid her head back against the back of the seat. Asher played with his toys - two airplanes and a dinosaur - as he waited for his mom to tell him what to do next. Annalise heard the grumble in her stomach and she looked at the boy next to her, “Ash. How about we go get some food?”

“Food!”

Anna pulled her phone out, “Alright, sweets. What do you want?”

“Chicken nuggies.”

“You got it, little man. McDonald’s, Chick-Fil-A, or ew, Burger King?”

“Eww, Burger King. That’s disgusting.”

She laughed loudly, “I raised you well. Which one is it then?”

“McDonald’s!”

“Alrighty then. You got your backpack?”

“Check!”

“Airplanes 1 and 2?”

“Check and Check.”

“And Mr. Scales?” Asher held up his dinosaur proudly, “Check!”

“And your Devils hat?”

The boy went to reach for his head and found no trace of his hat there. He looked up at his mom who helf it above her head, “Mommy!”

Asher and Anna giggled and she set the hat back on his head. She grabbed the larger suitcase in one hand and went to grab the other one before Asher stopped her, “I want to help.”

“You think you can handle it?”

He shook his head ferociously, “Alright bud. Here you go.” He took it by the handle and dragged it perfectly behind him, displaying the rainbow pattern on it.

Asher was obsessed with five things: food (or chicken nuggets to be exact), airplanes, dinosaurs, rainbows, and hockey. It didn't take long for anyone who met Asher to pick up on these things. His backpack displayed a cartoon dinosaur pattern on it, his suitcase had a rainbow pattern, his New Jersey Devils' hat he wore everywhere, the two airplanes he also carried everywhere, and he always wanted chicken nuggets.

It was no doubt that Asher was Annalise’s kid. Everywhere they went they would often get, “Oh is this your son? He looks exactly like you!” “He’s definitely your kid.” That was also coupled with the copious amount of, “You look too young to be a mom!” “That’s your son? I thought he would’ve been your nephew. You’re really young.”

Anna loved being a mom. Despite the circumstances of how Asher came to be, she loved what came out of it. She honestly thought that if it wasn’t for him, she wouldn’t be able to get through some of the situations she was in.

They walked out of the airport in their matching outfits, per Asher’s request. They both had on pairs of gray sweatpants, a black top, a jean jacket, and black sunglasses. Anna’s hair was pulled back into a high ponytail and Asher’s was a floppy mess on top of his head.

“Hischiers!” The two looked to their left, the direction of the sound, to see Anna’s best friend, Talia.

“Auntie TayTay!” Asher let go of his suitcase and ran to the woman.

“Asher!” Anna picked up her son’s suitcase before high tailing it over to Talia.

“Asher do not run off without me. You could’ve gotten hurt.”

Asher’s puppy dog eyes, which he definitely got from his mom, looked directly into Anna’s, “Sorry mama.”

Anna shook her head before kissing his forehead and turning to Talia, “Hey Talia.”

“Hey girl!” The two hugged before Talia helped the two get their stuff into the trunk of her car. Anna buckled her son into his seat in the back before clambering into the passenger seat. She huffed as she finally sat and was able to rest her feet.

“I heard someone was hungry. Where we going, Ashy?”

The boy looked at the other woman in the car and she gave him a reassuring smile and he grinned right back at her, “McDonald’s!”

“What’s the magic word, Ash?”

“Pleaseeeee.”

“Your request has been accepted.” Talia and Anna conversed on their way to the restaurant as Asher played with his toys in the backseat, bobbing his head to the Disney playlist Talia put on.

“And at last I see the light!”

Talia pulled into the parking lot and Anna announced that they were there, “Can we finish the song, please?”

Anna scoffed and smiled, “‘Course buddy.”

“Now that I, seeee youuuuuuuu.”

“Alright, little Disney prince. Let’s go get you your chicken nuggets.”

“Yay.”

Anna unbuckled him and carried him into McDonald’s, following behind her best friend. They ordered and sat down in a corner away from the chaos of the lunch rush. When they got their food, Anna passed it around the table and Talia questioned the boy across from them, “So Asher?”

The boy gave a toothy smile, “Yeah?”

“Who are you most excited to see today?”

“Uncle Dougie!”

Anna and Talia snorted, “Should’ve seen that one coming.”

Asher ate his chicken nuggets happily, dipping them into the barbeque sauce. He alternated between bites of his chicken nuggets and some of Anna’s fries. When he finished, he munched on his apple slices and continue to drink his water, per his request.

“What do you say to Auntie Talia for taking you to McDonald’s?”

“Thank you Auntie TayTay.”

“Any time little man.”

They finished in a matter of half an hour and then got ready to head to their final destination. Talia dropped them off and then the two headed inside, their stuff trailing behind them.

Easily navigating through the Prudential Center, the two made their way down to the tunnels leading to both the clubhouse and the rink. Opening her suitcase, Anna pulled out a pair of skates before instructing Asher to do the same. She laced them up easily before helping her son do the same. They left their belongings at the entryway of the rink and slowly skated towards the center.

Connecting to the stadium speakers - a trick she learned during her brother’s early years with the Devils - Anna played Asher’s favorite song.

✧༺✎༻∞

The practice for the boys was tough today. They all sported large sweat stains on their backs despite the rink being cold. Changing into cleaner clothes, the boys all conversed about their evening plans.

“I have to help Anna get set up for the week.”

“Oh, shit. She’s coming this week?”

“Yep the devils themselves.”

“Hey don’t talk about Asher like that.”

They all let out laughs before Dougie Hamilton spoke up, “When she coming?”

“Supposed to be tomorrow or Thursday. That’s when her break starts I think.” Nico replied, throwing a jacket on.

Jack walked out of the bathroom and looked at his teammates, “You guys leavin?”

Most nodded, “Cool. I head out with you guys.”

When they walked out of the clubhouse, they were met with the familiar tune of Inner Circle’s ‘Bad Boys’ playing through the rink’s speakers. Jesper Bratt was the one to ask the question his captain was thinking, “I thought you said she wasn’t coming until tomorrow?”

Nico shrugged and the headed to rink to find out what was really happening.

“You chuck it on that one, you chuck it on this one,You chuck it on your mother and you chuck it on your fatherYou chuck in on your brother and you chuck it on your sisterYou chuck it on that one-”

“And you chuck it on me!”

Anna shook her head at Asher’s antics. The same as when Talia had spotted them at the airport was what they heard a few seconds later, “Hischiers!”

“Uncle Dougie!”

Anna huffed, “Asher be carefu-”

Asher’s cries halted Anna’s sentence as he slipped right onto his back. Anna was quick to skate over to the boy and scoop him into her arms. His cries soothed slightly, “Aw, sweetheart. I told you to be careful.”

“I’m sorry mommy.”

“It’s okay. Where does it hurt?” Asher pointed to his stomach and Anna tickled him and left kisses in the same spot eliciting laughter from the three year old.

“Well if that didn’t cheer you up, you know who’s here?”

“Uncle Dougie!!” Anna skated towards the boys and handed her son to Dougie. She then moved to hug her brother.

“Hey Nick.”

“Hey, hon. How are you and the kid doing?”

“Same as usual. I’m just glad they let me do classes remotely for a little while.”

“Yeah no kidding. Can’t believe you’re gonna be here for the first game of the season!”

“You’re like a little kid.” Anna replies to his enthusiasm as he kissed her temple.

“Oh! I should introduce you to Jack.”

Ever since Anna had had Asher she hadn’t been around the team that much, especially in the last year or two. Every time Anna visited it was always on an off day or a day where Jack was nowhere to be found. With all this, Anna had never gotten a chance to meet the famous Jack Hughes her brother seemed to talk about.

Jack had been watching the interaction between the two and thought about how he didn’t know that his captain had a wife and kid.

Nico ushered Jack over, “Jack this is my sister, Anna. Anns, this is Jack Hughes.”

“You forgot ‘bout me!”

“Oh how could I forget? Jack this is Anna’s son, Asher. Ash, this is one of my teammates, Jack.”

“Nice to meet you little man.”

Asher gave him a fist bump and they all turned to face Nico, who continued to talk about the upcoming game. Jack and Anna let their gazes linger on each other for a little before they all headed out to go home.

𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

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#sunny lune writes #sunnyluneheybaby #jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #jh86 #nico hischier #nico hischier x sister!reader #nico hischer x reader #nj devils #new jersey devils #new jersey #devils #nh13 #dougie hamilton

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jonassiegenthighler · 1 year

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It’s the way he doesn’t stop moving and he gets an ever growing collection of Devils following him like ducklings until he finally comes to a stop 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

#devils lb #Dougie Hamilton

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incorrectdevils · 24 days

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[Dougie is reading a Clifford The Big Red Dog book to a group of children] Jack Hughes, watching: How did he get to be so big? Do they ever explain that? Dougie Hamilton: Well, Emily's love for him grew, and so did he. Jack: Well, your dog is pretty small. Guess that says something about you, huh? Dougie, slamming the book shut: YOU'RE SMALL! WHAT DOES THAT SAY ABOUT YOUR PARENTS?

#dougie hamilton #jack hughes #incorrect nj devils

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jonasiegenthaler · 2 months

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#nico hischier #jack hughes #jesper bratt #dougie hamilton #devils #.gif #bench cam #1386 #scheming tag

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babydollmarauders · 1 year

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MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (PART FOUR)

one — two — three — four

notes: i got a couple of these pictures from @/sholden43 on twitter! so creds to her for pics 2 & 5!!

y/ndevils00

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y/ndevils00 hello and welcome back to y/n’s post-game web show!

i’m so happy to announce that njdevils clinched!! LET’S GO, BABY!!

to get us on the scoreboard, we had a goal by the amazing, the talented, the ‘leaves his socks on the bathroom floor’, LIL JIZZY!!! now, i’m not one to brag, but THAT’S THE GUY WHO HOGS MY BLANKETS AND I AM SO PROUD! we also have a picture of him side-eyeing me at the bench and then looking directly at me. that’s the face of love, people!

but before that goal could take place, maraschino cherry got put in timeout. BOO!! but don’t worry guys, he was given a stern talking to during intermission! he told me he’s gonna be a good boy now!

immediately after marinara’s sin bin placement, my favorite dilh was the victim of a giant toddler attack 😡 but rest assured, bradytkachuk was put in the naughty boy box as well! which is what led to my spectacular boyfie’s goal!

not long after that goal, woodchuck had a fight with said giant toddler… he did not win.

then, my bestest friend, brattman scored the third goal of the night! i rewarded him with the biggest and bestest hug i had to offer during 2nd intermission!

following that, dawson’s creek hit ‘em with a one timer that knocked their pads off! he was rewarded with a pat on the head! i, however, did not get a picture of him because he was hiding from my camera… he’s spending too much time with jackson.

in the final period, ham sammich taught the senators how to dougie! LET’S GO! happy for you douglas!

and to close the game, we had an empty net goal by my father that is not my father; TATAR SAUCE!

overall, i am so proud of the effort put forth from my team that i put together myself and pay out of pocket to entertain me! let’s go to the playoffs boys!

tagged: jackhughes, john.marino97, sharangovich17, miles.wood44, jesperbratt, dougieham, tomastatar90, and njdevils

jackhughes i appreciate the sentiments, but did you really have to call me out like that?

y/ndevils00 it’s for the plot babe!

jackhughes i’m 99% sure that’s not what that means

y/ndevils00 and i’m 100% sure that you’re a loser

trevorzegras stop flirting it’s gross

y/ndevils00 @/trevorzegras ariana, what are you doing here?!

jackhughes that’s actually the look of someone who did not like when you started cheering “go lil jizzy, get a hat trick you coward!”

y/ndevils00 it’s called tough love

jackhughes i think i prefer the love you give me at home

y/ndevils00 noted. can’t promise your suggestion will be put to use

john.marino97 once again, y/n’s “talking to” was not actually a talking to. she hit me in the head with a rolled up newspaper, that i still don’t know where she got, and told me to “pull myself together”

y/ndevils00 well when you put it like that, you make me sound like a bad friend

john.marino97 you’re the worst

y/ndevils00 that’s not what you said last week when i brought you dunkin

miles.wood44 i mean, i thought i won that fight

y/ndevils00 …stick to your crypto

miles.wood44 ouch y/n/n

y/ndevils00 i keep it real on my page, if you can’t handle the heat, block me

y/ndevils00 wait don’t actually! i’m sensitive

dawson1417 she really did pat me on the head. like a dog.

y/ndevils00 cause you got the dog in ya!

dawson1417 you concern me

y/ndevils00 i’d be worried if i didn’t

tomastatar90 my daughter that is not my daughter!

y/ndevils00 take notes boys, this is someone who accepts me for me!

jesperbratt i got a better hug than hughesy

y/ndevils00 hell yeah, you did!

jackhughes that’s cause i get something better

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes jackson!

jackhughes @/y/ndevils00 still not my name

dougieham thank you! but why the full first name?

y/ndevils00 because it’s your name. is it not?

dougieham it is?

y/ndevils00 i rest my case

trevorzegras hughesy is a beast

y/ndevils00 does that make me beauty?

trevorzegras i’m not sure how to answer this without upsetting you

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes i hate to tell you this, but you need to find a new best friend. your current one is mean. may i suggest @/jamie.drysdale ? still a duck, just a nicer one

jamie.drysdale did i just get a y/n notice?

trevorzegras stay away from jimbo, you witch!

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