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hockeywhhores · 11 months

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girl next door- q. hughes

quinn hughes x reader warnings~ swearing, nothing else! summary~ it's nice to have a friend :)) genre~ friends to lovers word count~ 2.7k masterlist

growing up next to the hughes family meant that there would never be a dull moment. i mean the first time you met the boys, you were outside building a snowman when a rogue hockey puck came flying over your head and killed your snowman’s head. quinn was the one elected to go get the puck back. he shyly walked up to you, and you were slightly on edge from having a hockey puck fly past your head, at a speed that made it stick in the snowman’s head

“are you okay? i’m so sorry.” the brunette boy came over as best he could with his ice skates still on. he looked to be about your age, but you were new to this neighborhood and had no clue who anyone was.

“yeah, i’m okay. i think.” you said looking anywhere but at quinn. “oh here’s your puck.” you shoved the puck at him, still not wanting to look him in the eyes. quinn felt so bad for scaring you like that, and so he vowed to make it up to you.

“my name is quinn, by the way.” he said, taking the puck from you.

“(y/n).” you confirmed and went back to fixing your snowman.

when school time came around and you had yet to make any friends; he stepped up. quinn invited you to all of his hockey games, and you sat together at lunch everyday. you became quick friends with jack and luke, but nothing compared to the bond you had with quinn. all that being said, you thought the friendship had some downsides. he tended to miss lots of days of school, which left you pretty lonely, and you believed he was scaring away any guy who liked you.

you had fallen for total chad type and had a big falling out, which prompted quinn to threaten to beat the shit out of him if he said one bad word about you in private or public. you loved that quinn cared for you, but you still wanted to find a guy while still in high school.

the day quinn was drafted to the big leagues; you were there. the day you were accepted into umich; he was there. he promised to call everyday, but that was the one promised unkept. after a while you both just lost touch. you still texted each other birthday texts and some holidays, but it was now your last year of college and you didn’t text each other once.

after graduation, you were staying with your parents for a couple nights as your new apartment was getting ready. you would never forget the feeling of looking out your hold childhood bedroom window and seeing quinn in his driveway helping his mom carry in groceries. you just ran out the door.

“quinn!” your voice carried to him and turned to embrace you as you met him.

“(y/n)! oh god, i missed you!” he confessed, holding you for longer than friends probably should, but you let him.

“i missed you too! i have so many stories to tell you!” you excitedly said.

“i do too, but we are going to have to do it later. i have a meeting with my agent about some michigan photo shoot thing.” he confessed, staring at the ground. your eyes didn’t meet again after that.

“oh ya, totally! i’m actually really busy right now too…..” you trailed off staring back to your own house. you felt totally shut down by him. you understood he had a job to do, but with the lack of communication and everything else in your life; you couldn’t stop yourself from being disappointed. “i should actually get back to help my dad……..ya helping my dad. bye!” you quickly left not waiting to hear his own goodbye.

you spent the rest of the day sulking in your bedroom reading cheesy romcom book and throwing yourself a pity party. you had to be a fool not to see the feeling you had for him, but you didn’t want to ruin a perfectly good friendship (at the time). when a breakup happened in your book, you were quick to start crying. you hadn’t ever heard the voices of your parents and a guest downstairs, until the knock came to your door.

“come in.” you grumbled, wiping the tears from your face.

“what the matter, (y/n)?” asked quinn as he noticed the tears. he rushed to sit on the bed next to you. he rubbed your arm gently, as you cried harder after seeing him.

“i don’t know. i’m sorry for crying.” you said trying to stop yourself.

“you never have to be sorry for showing emotion. you don’t have to tell me, but i would like to help; what wrong?” quinn consoled you.

“you.” you mumbled.

“what did i do exactly?” quinn asked gently.

“you stopped messaging me, and i thought you never wanted to see me again.” you looked into his eyes as you said that, and saw him flinch a little.

“i’m really sorry for never answering you. i thought you had found a new life at umich.” he apologized.

“you didn’t even text me happy birthday this year. that really hurt.” you confessed.

“i thought you found a new guy.” he mumbled after a few minutes of silence.

“what? why?” you asked confused.

“you posed it a picture of you with some guy in a bar, and it looked like you were close with him. i just got really fucking jealous. i had wanted to be with you since high school and you never showed any interest back, so i freaked and just ghosted you. i am so sorry, (y/n).” he confessed his hand staling on your arm.

“oh, quinn!” you jumped on him pulling him into a big hug. “i’ve loved you since high school too. why do you think i went out with chad. i was trying to make you jealous and you seemed so fine with it… until the breakup.”

“why do you think i was so ready to beat his ass. i hated him for how he treated you and that he was the one to kiss you in the hallways and hold your hand.” he said into your shoulder, taking in the scent of your perfume/body wash.

you pulled back and look deep into his eyes, and leaned into a kiss. he closed the distance between you too and you swear fireworks shot out. the kiss was innocent and held years of wanting.

“i love you, quinn hughes.” your breath fanning his lips.

“i love you, (y/n) (y/l).” he said back to you, pulling you back into a kiss. you pulled away again.

“you are never allowed to ghost me like that again. got it?” you proclaimed.

“i would never dream of it.” he smiled and kissed you again; this time for a long time.

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nhlfics · 3 years

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Tyler Seguin Fics

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Gotten by texanstarslove

Ho Ho Hopefully by brockadoodles

Honey by hockeyboysiguess

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Looks That Kill by texanstarslove

Mine by broadstbroskis

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Moose by sidscrosbyy

Peace by hockeyboysiguess

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hockeywhhores · 1 year

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house hunting- e. pettersson

elias pettersson x gn!reader

warnings~ two mentions of nudity, nothing really

genre~ fluff

word count~ 1.2k

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buying a house with a partner is always a major step in the relationship; an extremely stressful one at that . when elias first suggested it you thought it had been a joke. you were both curled up on the couch messing around on your own phones, even though the tv was turned to some swedish soap opera. having felt like a bother asking to use his macbook charger everyday, you had mentioned going back to your apartment to grab it, due to the late time you were just going to stay at your house for the rest of the night. you were just beginning to sit up and start heading out when elias just blurted out, “why don’t you just move in?” to say you were shocked would have been an understatement.

“don’t you think its a bit soon for that?” you asked back, the relationship was just barely at the one year mark. “i can’t have you getting tired of me too fast.”

“i could never get tired of you.” elias said back very seriously. “I think it could be a great choice; you already practically live here. our nights are already numbered due to away games and i hate sleeping without you. i just think you should at least think about it.”

“i do hate sleeping without you.” you agreed and he gave you an ‘i-told-you-so’ look which made you giggle. “how about, if we are still going strong in six months, we will start looking. this apartment is too small for the both of us and we both have roommates.” you pointed out. its like he just remembered he still shared a space with quinn, because his smug look went away as he looked around the apartment and noticed the other man’s belongings.

“that's a fair deal.” he finally decided. you laughed and tackled him with a hug.

“i am having to go home tonight. i need my laptop charger for class tomorrow, besides you have a super early skate tomorrow. you need the rest.” you mumbled while kissing his neck. elias only grunted, not at all happy with what you have just said. “you can meet me back at mine after my 9 am class gets out, and we can go out for lunch?”

“that sounds lovely.” your beautiful swedish man said.

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you stayed true to your word. six months came and went, and now here you are looking at condos on the upscale side of vancouver. every condo looked the exact same: stupidly expensive, white walls, and real wood flooring with excess to a community pool and fitness room perfect for the summer. elias didn’t understand why you didn’t just choose the first one. they were all the same and perfect for both of you.

“how do you feel about this one?” the blonde realtor asked you both.

“i love it, how about you (y/n)?” elias quickly replied.

“i love it too.” you said, not missing the sigh of relief elias gave out.

“wonderful! i’ll have the contract sent to you both before the end of the week. you should be able to move in about two weeks after signing.” the realtor exclaimed typing away on her cell phone. you took one last look around the massive master bedroom you were all standing in, and gave out a sigh. this was all super nerve wracking. you were excited and scared.

feeling the anxiety rolling off of you elias wrapped his arms around you from behind.“this is going to be great. waking up next to each other every morning. its going to be like heaven on earth” he whispered in your ear, kissing just below it to help calm you down.

“i know, i know. i’m excited to finally live together, it’s just i don’t want us to move too quickly and get tired of each other.” you voiced your concern, leaning into his strong hold on you.

“that won’t happen. i love you too much for that to happen, (y/n)” elias said after turning you around to look him in the eyes. you could have just melted into the ground right there, under the heat of his love.

“i love you too.” you said back to him, giving him a kiss on the lips.

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back at your apartment packing has been a wreck. clothes, boxes, and hair products are thrown everywhere, and your roommate is insisting on keeping the pan set you both went half in on. you knew that elias would buy a new pan set and a whole new kitchen set if you asked for it, but you had always hated feeling like a bother. elias was packing the first load of packed boxes into the moving truck. “need help with the next boxes?” he asked.

“sure. its just more clothes.” you chuckled out, feeling stressed. “kacey is refusing to give up the pans we bought when we moved in, so we are going to need to go get some.”

“thats fine, honey. i took the liberty of furnishing the place before we moved in, if we need anything else i’ll just order it.” he said while continuing folding your jeans and placing them into the cardboard box in front of him.

“babe, you know you don’t need to take on all the costs, right?” you inquired.

“i know. i was very blessed with my contract this year, and want to put it to use. think about it as an investment into our relationship.” elias gave you the warmest smile and you felt yourself start crying.

“i am so blessed to have you, elias. i don’t know what i would do without you.” you marveled still in disbelief that you had gotten so lucky in life.

“i don’t know what i would do without as well.” he answered leaving the box he was working on and made his way to you. he sweeped you into his arms and kissed the very top of your head, wiping the tears from your eyes as well. “i can’t wait until we move in and i can wake up next to you, naked of course.” he winked then joined you in laughing at the comment.

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bright light shined into the room causing you to squint as soon as your eyes were open and you felt the weight of a hockey player under you. looking up, you noticed elias had yet to wake. taking this precious moment, you just watched his chest rise and fall calmly.

after feeling like a creep, you kissed his chest and went to get up. elias immediately pulled you back down to him. “where do you think you’re going?” his morning voice coming through; his accent extra thick.

“i need to go let the dog outside, and then i was going to start on breakfast.” you explained,

“just a few more minutes, pleeeesee.” he whined.

“no sir. bella needs to go outside, and i want some breakfast.” you said trying to pull away from him again as he continued to groan. “i’m not planning on getting dressed yet, so you better hurry if you want to watch me in the kitchen.” you chuckled as he sprung up and looked fully awake. it may have been stressful making such a big move in the relationship, but it has the best thing you have ever done for yourself and your relationship.

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hockeywhhores · 1 year

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babysitting- t. stützle

tim stützle x f!reader

warnings~ implied sex, baby fever, babies in general

genre~ fluff

word count~ 1.1k

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a/n: i’m formatting this on my ipad, so if spacing and such is weird i am so sorry. i’ve never used my ipad for this before lmao

you had a secret. something you never really told anyone, but you love kids. you knew it sounded crazy, like who could ever want a snotty, squealing little monster walking around pulling hair and biting things; but you did. tiktok only furthered your baby fever. every other scroll was some type of baby video (good or bad) and you just couldn’t get enough. never having sat down and talked with tim about it; you were nervous to bring it up. you were both young and he had just started his nhl career. you didn’t want a child right now per se, but you did want one in the future

this all came to head, when your best friend selena, asked you to babysit her one year old, savannah. you obviously said yes, and in your excitement you totally forgot to tell tim of the plan. when selena showed up the next day, it was a shock to him who was the one to open the door for them.

“ummm, babe, selena is at the door.” tim hollered to you after greeting the two at the door.

“ooh ya, i agreed to watch savannah for the night, so that selena can get some needed rest.” you said running in the room to grab the little girl from your besties arm’s. “how are you doing, missy?” you kissing her forehead.

“thank you so so so much, (y/n). i don’t know what i would do without you.” selena said, side hugging you.

“it’s honestly no problem. tim and i didn’t have anything planned and i just love this precious girl.” you gushed, smiling over at tim. he looked surprised but not mad.

“I packed all the bottles, diapers, and noise machine for you.” she pointed to the light pink bag she had put down on your front table. “if you have any questions just text me and i’ll try and answer. i’m going to catch up on some much needed sleep.”

“perfect! i’m so excited!’ you sang out swaying savannah in your arms.

“thank you so much for offering to do this. i owe you big time.” selena said practically out the door already. with a ‘bye! love you.’ she was back in her car.

“oh my god! isn’t she just the cutest?” you asked not even looking at tim; all of your attention being on savannah. “can you get the playpen set up in the living room? i’ll put the bottles in the fridge.”

“what’s a playpen?” tim asked, confused.

“this black thing.” you said, handing him the folded up black canopy. “it should just pop right out, and she can play in it without us having to hold her.” tim was confused about how you knew all of this. from his understanding you haven’t been babysitting recently, but he brushed it off blaming it on previous knowledge. he could still hear you talking to the child with a high pitched voice and then a mix of your giggles. “timmy, are you almost done?” you came around the corner asking.

“yeahhh…” he mumbled still messing with it, which made you giggle.

“do you want to just hold savannah? i can finish it.” you asked him.

“i don’t really know how to hold a baby.” tim said, his cheeks turning a bright red from the confession.

“well, i’m a great teacher.” you said now fully set on him holding the baby. he got up from kneeling on the ground, and opened his arms for savannah. “hold her up in your arm like this, and then have your hand come and hold her bum.”

“she’s so cute.” you heard him mumble under his breath. after you were satisfied with how he was holding the baby you got to work on the playpen. within a minute, you had it all set up and ready to use. before telling tim through you just had to snap a picture of them both.

“you can set her down now.” you told him moving away slightly.

“i don’t want to put her down.” he confessed with a breathy laugh.

“take your time, timmy.” you laugh kissing them both on the cheek, as you went back to the kitchen to finish dinner. you continued to listen to the sounds of them playing in the other room.

after dinner was eaten and savannah had her last bottle, you all three sat down to watch a movie. bouncing the child in in your lap, while cuddled up to tim was like you were in heaven. you knew this was all temporary, but it was still fun playing house. savannah had started to fall asleep in your arms so decided it was time to put her in her small portable crib for the night.

after the movie and more cuddles from tim, you both started to bed yourselves. while doing your twelve step skin care routine, he leaned up against the door railing just watching you. “do you want kids?” you surprised yourself by asking.

“after seeing you basically glowing today; i would be more than happy to have some with you.” he said moving off of the railing and started massaging your shoulders in the way he knew you liked. you beamed up at him: the biggest smile on your face.

“oh, thank god!” you breathed out. “i’ve always wanted a child. i was so nervous you weren’t going to.”

“i would do anything for you.” tim confessed looking at you through the mirror. he bent down to kiss your cheek and moved down your neck.

“slow down, mister. we can’t tonight. we’ll wake up savannah.” you slightly joked while lightly pushing his head from your neck. “we have all the time to settle down.”

he smiled down at you and kissed you on your lips. the kiss was filled only with love and was warm and inviting. “i love you,” he murmured on your lips.

“i love you too,” you tried to say back.

when selena showed up in the morning to collect her kid; she looked well rested and energized. “thank you guys for watching her. did she give you any problems?” she asked.

“none at all actually. didn’t even wake up once during the night.” tim answered.

“savannah was great!” you agreed. happy to help a friend and feed your baby addiction. “you can bring her over anytime.”

after the two guest had left, tim turned around to sweep you off of your feet and into his arms. “we can always start practicing.” he smirked as he whispered in your ear, earning a laugh from you.

“i’m not going to stop you.” you chuckled letting him carry you to your shared bedroom.

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