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birdiewriteslit · 2 months

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can i request family skate w jack hughes for the celebration pls!!

“family skate”

jack hughes x f!reader

birdie’s 300 celly

ik i already made a post about jack and his gf but i think the family skate hard launch is the sweetest thing ever so here’s this for y’all!

When Jack asked you to come to family skate, you nearly melted into a puddle on the floor. You’d been dating him for about four months now, and he had made it clear how he felt about you, but the invitation warmed your heart nonetheless.

He’d kept you out of the public eye since the start of your relationship, and while you liked keeping things private, you also loved the fact that he wanted everyone to know you were his.

You knew the media had always been present when it came to Jack, especially the many fans who had a crush on him (who you admit you were a little scared of at times), so the world finding out about you was inevitable. Jack wanted to do it his way.

“Is everybody looking at me?” you whispered nervously to Jack as you skated beside him, your hand in his. Thank god he taught you how to skate on one of your first dates, because this would feel much more embarrassing if he didn’t.

“Of course they are, you’re a knockout,” Jack said, nudging you with his shoulder and grinning down at you.

You rolled your eyes but you couldn’t fight the smile that made its way across your face. “You know what I mean.”

“All I’m gonna say is, don’t be surprised if you see yourself in a TikTok later,” Jack said, nodding toward the social media person skating around the rink.

“I’m anticipating a few. I think your fans might be a bit disappointed when they find out about me,” you admitted, half joking, half serious.

Jack shrugged. “Doesn’t matter what they think, because none of them compare to you,” he said earnestly, giving your hand a squeeze.

You craned your neck to see a tiny smile form on his face, and you weren’t sure if the red in his cheeks was a blush or just from the cold. “You’re too sweet to me,” you professed.

“I don’t know,” he pondered. “I think I could be sweeter.”

“I’m not so sure, but I think you should keep trying,” you proposed.

He abruptly stopped skating, making you almost lose your balance. He was quick to press his free hand to your arm to steady you. He then leaned down to kiss you softly on the mouth.

“How’s that?” he asked, pulling away.

You smiled so wide that it hurt your cheeks. “Perfect.”

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birdiewriteslit · 2 months

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🪩 send this with a fluffy scenario for a blurb

LUKEEEE HUGHES!!!! seeing each other after a few weeks of long distance

“missed you”

luke hughes x f!reader

birdie’s 300 celly

lukey my babe❤️❤️YES THIS IS SAPPY AS HELL DONT MAKE FUN IF ME

It had been a few weeks since you left New Jersey for a work trip. Usually, Luke was the one traveling for hockey, so being left alone at home was new to him.

He really hated it. He always hated being away from you, but with nothing to keep him occupied, he hated it even more.

After so many days of only texting and facetiming, he was ready to have you back in his arms. So, when he heard your key turn in the door, he was on his feet in an instant.

You pushed the door open with your shoulder, arms full holding your bags. You jumped when you saw Luke directly on the other side, not expecting him to be right there.

“Jesus, Luke,” you laughed breathily. “You scared me.”

You weren’t even in the apartment before his arms engulfed you, squeezing you wordlessly.

You tried to return the gesture, but the bags that were smooshed against your chest made it hard. “Luke, give me five seconds to get inside.”

Luke reluctantly let go, taking a few of your bags from you before stepping back into the apartment to allow you to enter.

Once you set all your belongings down and shrugged off your coat, he was on you again.

One arm circled your waist and drew you in tight as his other arm snaked up your back and his hand burrowed itself in your hair. He dropped his head into the crook of your neck and inhaled deeply.

You wrapped your arms around his waist and toyed with the hem of his t-shirt as you closed your eyes in contentment, relishing the first moment alone with him in weeks.

“Missed you,” he mumbled into your neck, moving his head to kiss your hairline.

“I missed you too,” you said, pulling back slightly to cup his face with your hands. He looked back at you with so much adoration in his eyes, his pupils dilated.

“I love you,” he uttered softly before pulling you closer again, his thumbs rubbing circles on your hips. “Never leave me here again.”

“I won’t, moose.”

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birdiewriteslit · 2 months

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hiding a relationship and getting caught

trevor x hughes sister!!

the brothers finding out

“caught”

trevor zegras x f!hughes!reader

birdie’s 300 celly

You heard the front door open and a distant call of your name. Lifting your head off the bed, you listened intently and began to panic as you heard footsteps getting closer to your bedroom.

“Trev,” you whispered. “You gotta stop. Somebody’s here.”

Trevor continued kissing up your neck, no doubt carelessly leaving marks you would have to cover up later. “Nah, baby, it’s fine. They’ll go away.”

“Trevor, I’m serious. It could be one of my brothers.” You were desperately trying not to moan as he sucked on your sweet spot.

He placed a final kiss on your shoulder blade before pulling away and meeting your eyes. His lips were red and swollen, and while his pupils dilated when he looked at you, his narrowed eyes told you how he felt. “Do we always have to do this? Would it be so bad if they found out?”

After about six months of dating in secret, you often wondered the same thing. “Like this? Very bad.”

A knock sounded at the door of your bedroom. “Y/n? You in there?” Jack’s voice asked from the hall.

“Just a sec!” you called out, hurrying to push Trevor off of you and grab your discarded shirt from the floor. You motioned to the closet and he scrambled to hide himself in it.

You tried to push your hair down to make it look mostly normal before opening the door. Jack eyed you up and down. “Is Trevor here?”

You heard a yelp from the closet that you tried to cover up with a cough as you felt heat rise to your face. “No, why?”

“His car is in the driveway,” Jack stated obviously. Another sound from the closet.

“Is there something in there?” Jack asked, trying to peer around the door before you stopped him with a hand to his chest, pushing him back.

You chuckled nervously. “Of course not. Don’t be stupid.”

Jack sniffed the air and furrowed his eyebrows. “You smell like Axe. Why the fuck do you smell like that shit Trevor uses?”

“Better question. Why do you drop by my house unannounced?” you inquired, attempting to deflect the subject onto him.

“Because I can do whatever I want,” Jack dismissed quickly. “Is Trevor in the closet?”

“No,” Trevor said, obviously from the closet.

You dropped your head in defeat as Jack swiftly moved past you into the room. He opened the closet door to find a shirtless Trevor leaning against the dresser.

“Surprise,” he said, rather unhelpfully.

Jack was quiet for a moment, taking in the scene in front of him. Trevor’s eyes flickered nervously to you, but you put your hands up and gave him a look that said, ‘You did this to yourself.’

“You’re boning my sister and you didn’t even tell me?” Jack marveled, sounding rather hurt.

You cringed, wrinkling your nose. “Ew, Jack. Don’t say ‘boning.’ That’s disgusting.”

He whipped his head around, scowling at you. “Is that not what you’ve been doing?”

You shrugged. “There are nicer ways to describe it.”

“You’re really not helping,” Trevor complained.

“I feel like I’ve been cheated on,” Jack said sadly, pretending to wipe a fake tear from his eye.

“Bro, you’re still my second favorite Hughes,” Trevor reassured.

“Second favorite?” Jack reeled.

“I mean, Y/n’s always been my favorite.”

Jack scoffed. “She’s not even the prettiest.”

“Excuse me?” you said. “I’m much prettier than you. In case you didn’t hear, he likes me the most.”

“Ladies, don’t fight over little old me. There’s plenty of Trevor to go around.” Trevor held up his palms, smirking at you both.

Jack looked disgusted. “She can have you, dude. I’m not into Axe body spray anyways.”

“It doesn’t even smell half bad,” Trevor said, mildly offended.

“No offense, Trev, but it kind of does,” you admitted.

“Yeah, and go put some clothes on, why don’t you?” Jack suggested, exiting the room with you in tow.

You stopped him in the hall with a hand on his arm. “Are you really not mad about this?”

Jack shook his head, the corners of his mouth twitching up. “No, he obviously likes you, and besides, I’m not the brother he should be worried about.”

“What do you mean?”

“Tell him to watch out for big brother Quinn.” Jack winked. You shoved at his chest, rolling your eyes.

“Shut up, man.” You looked back into the bedroom to see Trevor fumbling around with the sheets, still looking for his shirt. You watched him with a fond smile, knowing Jack was doing the same to you.

Little did Trevor know, he still had two other brothers to break the news to, and they wouldn’t be as forgiving.

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birdiewriteslit · 2 months

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. “there’s nothing to worry about! my family will love you.” with jack!

and maybe jack has never really brought anyone serious to introduce to his whole family but she doesn’t know that… but hsi whole family can quickly see how much jack loves her

“meeting the family”

jack hughes x f!reader

birdie’s 300 celly

i LOVE this and this is kinda short so lmk if you want a part 2!

Jack would never admit it to you, but he was a little nervous for you to meet his family, especially all of them all at once.

“Bring your girlfriend to the wedding,” they said. “We promise we won’t embarrass you,” they said.

He knew his brothers would intentionally embarrass him in front of you, and even though the others wouldn’t make that effort, he still had never brought a girl to anything like this before, especially not one that he liked so much, and he had no idea how they would react.

It was Jack’s cousin’s wedding, one that he wasn’t particularly close with, but was still related enough to be at the rehearsal dinner.

Jack sat beside you, his leg bobbing nervously under the table. You placed a soothing hand on his thigh as you made easy conversation with Luke.

You met his parents and brothers earlier, and you hit it off easily with them. His parents had already told him how much they loved you. You got along great with Luke and Quinn, but they weren’t the relatives he was worried about anyways.

“So, Jack, that fall you took on the ice last week, pretty brutal. What’d you think of that, Y/n?” asked one of Jack’s younger cousins mischievously.

“What fall?” you asked, glancing at Jack in confusion.

“Oh, you didn’t see it?” he grinned. “He was skating a little too fast, and I guess he just lost his balance.”

“You can barely skate, Johnnie. Call me when you get off that bench,” Jack combated.

You ignored him, stifling a laugh. “Jack, when did that happen?”

Jack sighed. “At the Rangers game you couldn’t make it to.”

“Well, I bet you were glad I didn’t see that.”

“I was,” Jack said, glaring at his cousin who just smiled innocently.

Luke snorted into the beer he was trying to steal from Quinn, who was distracted talking to a bridesmaid.

“Give that to me, you’re not legal,” said Ellen, grabbing the bottle from Luke and setting it back down in front Quinn before taking a seat beside Luke. “And be nice to your brother.”

“Sorry, mom,” Luke mumbled.

Jack took your hand from his thigh and interlocked your fingers under the table. He watched you as you conversed with his mother, and how easily you made his brother laugh.

Your eyes were bright and your smile was big. He’d never thought you looked so beautiful. He ran his thumb over your ring finger and smiled to himself. He knew it was too early and he was too young to be thinking about marriage, but in a setting like this, it was kind of hard not to.

When he looked up, tuning back into the conversation, he saw the look on his mother’s face and knew she had him all figured out.

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birdiewriteslit · 2 months

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hii can i request 23/24 w jack hughes please?

“sober secrets, drunk deliveries”

jack hughes x f!hischier!reader

birdie’s 300 celly

i legit love this so much

From the beginning, Jack was very clear with you about keeping your relationship a secret from your brother. You told him countless times that Nico was harmless, but Jack couldn’t be convinced.

Maybe Nico showed the boys a different side of him in practice and in game, but you knew him as your lovable older brother.

Until Jack had told you a few weeks into your relationship that you were off limits to him, you didn’t even know Nico talked about you to the team at all.

When he introduced you to Jack during family skate a few months back, you immediately took a liking to him.

He was funny and easy to talk to, although apprehensive to get too close to you because of Nico’s supposed “threats.”

Over the past few months, you’d gotten to know Jack better and started a secret relationship. A lot of the time, sneaking around was hot, and the thrill of potentially getting caught fueled your desire, but you were getting restless.

You hadn’t said it to each other, but you loved Jack. You were serious about him and you knew he felt serious about you. You felt guilty hiding something you loved so much from your brother, who you obviously loved the most and told almost everything to.

That led you to tonight. You, the WAGs, and the team were out celebrating at a bar after a big win.

With a mixture of alcohol and the restlessness previously mentioned, you were being a little bit riskier than usual.

“Jack,” you said, tugging on his sleeve. “Jack, pay attention to me.”

He turned his head, his eyes locking onto yours, his mouth parted. “I am, baby.”

Uh oh. Jack was drunk too, and he didn’t even notice when he let the word slip. Ignoring the looks on Luke’s and Dawson’s faces, you giggled, taking his hand and pulling it around your shoulders, pressing your body into his side.

“If you were,” you teased, dragging out the last word and interlocking your fingers with his. You made an effort to whisper, but it came out louder than you intended. “You’d know I wanna be in your bed right now.”

“Jesus,” Breathed out Jack shamelessly. “I’ll take you there right now, say the word, honey.”

Nico had made it to the table, and at this point in the conversation, he heard pretty much everything he shouldn’t have.

Luke eyed Nico’s shocked expression. “I need to excuse myself,” he said awkwardly, tapping Dawson’s shoulder, signaling him to follow him and leaving Nico alone with you and Jack.

Both of you remained oblivious to your brother, too wrapped up in each other and the alcohol. It wasn’t until he cleared his throat that you realized he was standing there.

You took your eyes off of Jack but didn’t step from him. “Oh, hi, Neeks. This is my boyfriend, Jack. Do you know him?”

Jack, on the other hand, sobered up pretty quickly when he saw Nico, and immediately dropped his arm from your shoulder.

“I know him, but I’m not really sure why you’re dating him,” Nico joked, sounding pretty unaffected.

“Are you mad?” Jack asked quickly, like a child asking a parent for forgiveness.

“Why would I be mad?” Nico asked.

Jack gestured to you, pointing back and forth between you like it was obvious. “‘Cause she’s off limits, according to you.”

“I only said that so nobody would bother her, but I don’t think you’re bothering her.” Nico shrugged, nonchalantly sipping his beer.

“Can I say something?” you interjected, raising your hand. “I totally knew you’d be cool with this because you’re the best brother ever.” You rounded the table and practically launched yourself onto Nico, completely disregarding the fact that he was holding a drink.

“Okay, time for you to go home,” Nico laughed, setting his spilt beer bottle on the table and patting your back. He glared at Jack from over your shoulder. “You’re not taking her, though. I don’t mind if you date her, just never talk to her like that in front of me and we won’t have a problem.”

Jack’s face burned red at the thought of the conversation that Nico overheard. “Sorry, Cap.”

Nico nodded, his glare replaced with a pleasant smile and he guided you to the bar’s exit, much to your dismay.

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birdiewriteslit · 2 months

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“you read my favorite book?” with quinn! maybe he went on a long roadie and brought some of her books with him and she was looking for them and when he came back he has all of them

“reader”

quinn hughes x f!reader

birdie’s 300 celly

suggestive at the end

You heard the sound of the door to the apartment opening, and you sprang out of the bed, practically throwing your phone as you hurried to greet your boyfriend.

Quinn had just set his stuff down and kicked the door shut behind him when you threw yourself into his arms.

“Hi, baby,” he said, chuckling as you buried your face into his neck.

“Hi, Quinn.” You breathed in his scent, relishing the feeling of his strong arms around you after being apart for such a long roadie.

Over his shoulder, you noticed something sitting on top of his duffel bag. “Are those my books?” you asked.

Quinn pulled away from you, hands still on your hips as he looked down at the floor. “Oh yeah, they are,” he said sheepishly, looking back at you with a smile.

“I’ve been looking for those. I knew I wasn’t going crazy. Why’d you take them?”

Quinn shrugged. “I knew I’d be bored, plus they reminded me of you,” he said, squeezing your hips.

You glanced down at the top of the pile, reading the title before your eyes shot back up to his. “You read my favorite book?”

“Of course I did. It was a little boring, but I think your tastes might be a little different than mine.” He winked, grinning down at you.

You pushed his chest away from yours with your hand, rolling your eyes. “It was not boring. You just don’t want to admit that you like Jane Austen.”

“I don’t like Jane Austen,” he denied, following you as you walked toward the bedroom, skillfully evading his hands as they tried to grab hold of you.

“Liars don’t get head,” you said simply, darting into the room before he could grab onto your waist.

“That’s so not fair,” Quinn pouted. “I’ve waited so long for you.”

“Okay, Mr. Darcy,” you snorted, finally allowing him to touch you, his arms snaking around your waist as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.

You felt him smiling as he admitted, “Fine, it wasn’t boring.”

“I told you so.”

He lifted his head, kissing on your neck. “Can you give me head now?”

You rolled your eyes once more, pulling his arms off of you. “I guess, but only because I missed you.”

Quinn grinned. “That’s good enough for me.”

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birdiewriteslit · 2 months

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“are you blushing?” “no, shut up now.”

getting trevor to blush ;)

“pda”

trevor zegras x f!reader

birdie’s 300 celly

on my trevor shit rn

After five months together, you and Trevor had established that neither of you were very into public displays of affection.

He would drop the occasional kiss to your cheek or keep an arm around your waist in public, but you mostly kept your relationship private, even in front of friends. That was just how you were, and that’s why what you were doing was driving him up the wall.

You and him were both a few drinks in, and he was desperately trying to ignore your wandering hands under the table.

He was struggling to keep his mouth shut as your palm grazed over his crotch, and he resorted to covering his mouth in order to not be suspicious.

Trevor knew you were looking at him, your eyes no doubt blown wide and innocent looking, but he knew your true motives, and he knew that if he looked at you, he would lose all self control.

He attempted to make it look like he was actually listening to the conversation Jack and Jamie were having, but your fingers tugging on the belt loops of his jeans made it even harder for him to focus.

“What do you think, Z?” Jack asked, him and Jamie looking at Trevor for an answer to whatever question they had posed.

“Uh,” Trevor said, blinking dumbly. “Whatever you think.”

“Someone’s distracted,” Jack snickered, nodding his head at you.

Trevor’s face heated up. “I’m here man, I’m totally here.”

You pressed a hand to his chest and fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, getting the top two undone and sliding your hand underneath the fabric. Looking up at him with eyes that told him you knew what you were doing, you said, “Are you blushing, baby?”

Jamie snorted, poorly hiding his laugh behind a fake cough. Jack smirked. “Yeah, baby, are you blushing?” he teased.

“No, shut up now,” Trevor defended, but by this point, he gave himself away with his face completely red. He tried so hard to ignore the way his heart was pounding, and the fact that he knew you could feel it.

“Don’t be embarrassed, Trev,” you said, kissing his neck in a way that made him shudder. You kissed him just below his ear and whispered, “It’s not so different from doing it at home.”

“Okay, we’re leaving,” Trevor announced, grabbing your hand and tugging you out of the booth.

You giggled as he pulled you behind him, refusing to look back at his friends. “Bye, boys!” you sang.

Jack whistled. “Have fun, you two.”

“Oh, we will,” you said loudly, causing Trevor to blush even harder as he heard the whoops and cheers from his friends.

“You’re gonna get it when we get home.”

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birdiewriteslit · 2 months

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BIRDIE’S 300 CELLY

— hi all! recently i hit 300 followers!!! thank you to everyone who likes my work and interacts with it. i appreciate EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU!!!! MWAH💋

— this celly will be open from february 18th - february 29th (leap day!)

— in order to participate, you can send in asks with a prompt/scenario along with who you want the piece to be about which can be:

• an nhl player (hughes brothers, jamie drysdale, nico hischier, etc.)

• luke castellan

• jj maybank

• rafe cameron

• jace velaryon

• harry j. potter

• charlie weasley

• marauders

• lol ik this is a really random assortment but it really just be my favs

— in your ask, you can use one of the prompts/scenarios from this list or:

🪩 send this with a fluffy scenario for a blurb

🍾 send this with a smutty scenario for a blurb

🎱 send this with an angsty scenario for a blurb

🥂 send this with an au for me to write

events masterlist - all fics for this can be found here

thank you to a few of my moots for supporting😚😚:

@jules-loves-lukecastellan @surftrips @positivelyholland

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birdiewriteslit · 2 months

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events masterlist

BIRDIE’S 300 CELLY

🪩“missed you” - luke hughes x f!reader

19. “family skate” - jack hughes x f!reader

23. “caught” - trevor zegras x f!hughes!reader

10. “meeting the family” - jack hughes x f!reader

2. “pda” - trevor zegras x f!reader

7. “reader” - quinn hughes x f!reader

23 & 24. “sober secrets, drunk deliveries” - jack hughes x f!hischier!reader

#birdiewriteslit #birdie’s 300 celly #birdie’s events #masterlist

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birdiewriteslit · 2 months

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my final fics for the celly literally got deleted off of my computer omg

i was almost done with them too UGHHH so to the two people who sent in those asks i am so sorry :(

#birdiewriteslit #birdie talks #birdie’s 300 celly

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birdiewriteslit · 1 year

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hey, my name is birdie, i’m 18, and i like to write. currently i write for NHL players, but i have other content on my masterlist. feel free to send in requests for what you want to see, and stay as long as you like!

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