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julianna rae hughes
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summary: julianna the older twin sister to jack and a multiple gold medalist olympian.
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itsjusthockey · 4 months
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December - Adam Fantilli
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Officially in Adam era. Enjoy
I miss him at Michigan
w.c: 1,923 (credit to gif maker)(don't steal my work)
You learned quickly that December is a lot colder without him here. All the Christmas lights seem a little less bright, the hot chocolate tastes a little more bland, and the joys of the season are still there, just slightly muted.
It wasn’t anyone’s fault. He was busy, so were you. College and hockey don’t stop, and the world will never cater to your relationship, no matter how much you wish it would sometimes. Instead, you both learned to figure it out. You FaceTime, call, and text as much as you can. Adam even suggested writing letters, but with his handwriting, you suggested something else.
You both send each other care packages, his typically filled with snacks you knew he’d love or books you insist he needs to read. Yours were always filled with new merchandise and one of his sweatshirts that still smelled like him. It is a good system, and you love how you make it work. But alas, Adam isn’t in Michigan, and you wish every night that he was.
A pound on your door jolts you out of your daze, and you check what time it is on your phone; it’s around 6:30, and you aren’t expecting anyone to your apartment. You’re confused when you look through the little peephole, but that all of a sudden disappears when your second favorite Fantilli is on the other side of the door. He’s not alone either, standing patiently with Rutger.
Each boy is clad in Michigan gear from head to toe, and Luca giggles about something when you open the door. The boys turn to you with the wildest smile that immediately makes you suspicious.
“What do I owe this pleasure?” You ask, narrowing your eyes a bit.
The boys dramatically roll their eyes, and Rutger places his hand on his heart in mock betrayal.
“Are we not allowed to visit our favorite person ever?”
You roll your eyes at Rutger and shift in the doorway, opening space for them. With bright smiles, they shuffle in, dropping their bags and immediately making themselves comfortable. So comfortable, in fact, Rutger opens your fridge and grabs out Capri Sun.
“I love this, don’t get me wrong, but why’re you here? I know you’ve both had a busy day.”
The pair grow quiet, and Rutger looks toward Luca to lead.
“Adam said you were a bit sad today.” Luca pipes up. “And we’re good at making you happy.
A small part of you feels terrible; it’s not their job to check on you, but most of you want to cry happy tears. You love these boys, and it means a lot that they still care about you, even when Adam is gone.
“So, we’re taking you out. No arguments, go change.” Rutger says, shooing you to your bedroom.
You give in because, of course, you do. It has been a bit of a rough day, and it didn’t help that your boyfriend has only texted you a few times today, telling you about how busy his weekend is going to be and he might not be around much.
You pull on some of Adam’s old Michigan gear, and within a few minutes, you’re walking out of your apartment with the boys. They don’t tell you where they’re taking you, but you just follow, content with being with your friends.
“She actually said that to her face?” Luca asks in disbelief.
You are telling the boys about some friend drama when you reach your destination. It’s a cute little pasta place close to campus, and It is one of your favorite spots. Adam took you here a lot in the last year, and you haven’t been able to go as often now that he’s been gone.
You smile as you follow Luca in, Rutger trailing behind you as you continue telling your story. Soon enough, you’re seated in a booth, food ordered, and you’re listening to them tell you about their own lives, hockey, and whatever the hell else.
You’re soaking up every minute with them, and you realize as you’re talking that you miss being around them. You miss the jokes, the laughs, the chaos, and you know that you have to get out of this little funk. They’re still your best friends, and you have to start seeing them more.
The pasta comes, and you dive in. It tastes like heaven, and you’re transported back to all the times you’ve eaten this meal with Adam. Your heart twinges slightly, but you shove the emotion down and continue laughing with the boys.
“So what’d you get A for Christmas?” Luce asks, mouth full of pasta. “Promise I won’t tell.”
You shrug your shoulders a bit. “A couple of little things. But I was thinking about visiting him, but I’m not sure he has time.”
You looked into it a bunch, but every weekend before Christmas was jam-packed in both of your schedules.
“You guys will figure it out.” Luca hums.
“Yeah, besides, he hasn’t seen you in a while, and I bet all he wants is to unwrap you like a pres-“
“Gross Rut,” Luca interrupts him, and you both laugh at his disgusted face.
The rest of the meal goes by, and at the end of it, you’re feeling much better about life. You’re super happy with this reunion, and you want it to continue, but Luca's phone buzzes on the table, and he gives Rutger a look.
“Ready to go?” Rutger asks, and you nod, heading back outside into the Michigan cold.
It’s a beautiful night, and when you step out, you see that light snow has started to fall. It looks picturesque as you stare at the snow and the decorations for the season. You feel your heart swell, then get slightly sad again, but you smile anyway.
“It’s perfect out.” You whisper to the pair, and they nod. “Are you guys going to come back up? Watch a movie or something?”
The pair share a quick look, and Rutger shakes his head.
“We can’t, we gotta head back.”
You’re a bit disappointed, but you don’t show it. They both have lives, and you can’t expect them to stay forever just because you’re a little lonely.
“All good, this was so nice. Thanks, you guys.”
Both the boys smile at you, and you walk back to your apartment. It’s still snowing, and when you reach the building, they stop at the entrance.
“Are you good to go back up yourself? My mom’s calling me.” Luca says quickly.
You nod your head, say a quick goodbye, and watch as the boys walk briskly away. You’re a bit confused, but you wave anyway as they speed off.
You make your way to the elevator, and you feel good as you climb the floors. You’re happy you got to spend time with some of your favorite boys, even if it was just for a while.
When you step out of the elevator and round the hall to your place, you smell a Christmas candle, and a wave of nostalgia hits you. It’s your favorite Christmas scent, and you almost want to cry. However, you don’t because as you come to your door, you realize the smell is wafting from your apartment.
You’re so completely lost, but when you unlock the door, everything falls into place.
There he is, standing in the center of your apartment wearing a cozy ugly Christmas sweater you’d bought him and smiling as though he’s the happiest man in the world.
You freeze, taking in the decorated apartment. You see a small little Christmas tree with a few presents, lights that line the space, and your favorite fucking candle lit on your dining table.
You drop your keys to the floor, and tears flow as he crosses the room to meet you. When he envelops you in his arms, you cry even harder, knowing that this is probably the happiest moment you’ve had in a long time.
“Hey baby,” Adam says into your hair. “Merry Christmas.”
You release him just enough to see his face. His beard has grown back, his eyes are a little glossy, too, and his smile is one of the brightest you’ve ever seen.
“Did you miss me?” He asks, wiping a tear from your face.
You pull back even further and give him a slight glare. “Yes, you asshole.”
You pull him back in, but this time, you pull him down slightly to meet his lips for the first time. In a simple moment, it’s like a world of color appears again before your closed eyes. Almost every thought in your brain is stripped out and replaced with him. He’s here. Really here. He’s here pressing his lips to yours and pulling you closer. He’s cupping your face, running his hand up and down your back and into your hair. He tastes familiar, and everything about him makes you feel complete. You finally feel whole again within his arms.
When you finally convince yourself to pull away, you meet his eyes again. You want to tell him you love him, but instead, your brain fails to string any thoughts together. So you simply pull him back to you and hope your kiss will show him those three words.
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The night goes by slowly, and you couldn’t be more thankful. You spend hours talking, laughing, and staying cuddled on your couch. Only removing yourself when it gets late enough and you can barely keep your eyes open. You eventually make it to your bed, and everything is right as you lay against Adam’s chest, listening to his heart steadily beating.
“So Luca and Rut were your pawns?” You ask Adam, tracing little shapes on his chest.
He lets out a small laugh, and it's music to your ears.
“I mentioned I needed help surprising you, and the team had to draw names to see who would be the distraction.”
You smile at the thought and cuddle even closer to him.
“I missed you.” You say after a minute.
You grin as he pulls you impossibly closer and kisses you gently on the head.
“I know,” he says. “But this doesn’t last forever. It’s just tough right now.”
You nod, agreeing with him. Right now, it sucks, but soon enough, you’ll be done with school, and he’s already out there making a name for himself. You know he knows how proud you are of him, and you support his dreams, even if it means you have to spend a couple of years like this.
You have your own life and your own dreams to keep you busy. But even then, you crave being with one another, and a piece you is always missing when he isn’t around you. But you do it anyway. You love him, and it’s these little moments that remind you why you put yourself through the pain. When he’s with you, when you’re together, everything is aligned, and it's nothing but perfection.
Yeah, December might be much colder when he isn’t with you, but when he is, it’s like you’re on fire. The only feeling you have is endless warmth.
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goldengleams · 5 months
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game winner | ethan edwards
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In which Ethan scores the game winner and wants to celebrate with you.
Based on this request: hi!!! how about something fluffy for ethan edwards? maybe like he’s being clingy after a game and the guys are making fun of you both
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hi!!! how about something fluffy for ethan edwards? maybe like he’s being clingy after a game and the guys are making fun of you both
The Michigan hockey team had won yet another game, this one being a thriller with a shootout. You had watched from the stands at Yost with all of your friends while cheering on the boys.
When Ethan had scored the winning goal, the whole arena had erupted in excited cheers. Even from the stands, you could see his big smile as his teammates crowded around him.
“That’s your boy!” Your best friend yelled next to you, shaking your arm. You laughed as she jumped up and down.
After dating Ethan for a while, you knew how talented he was, never doubting his athletic ability. Even though hockey was a world you weren’t familiar with, Ethan made sure to always include you with his friends and even tried to teach you how to skate. His friends quickly became your friends, too, and soon enough, you felt like a part of the group. You were closest with Mark and Luca since you had been in a class with each of them, but Ethan’s other teammates still cared about you just as much.
“I’m gonna wait for E to come out with the guys,” you called to her over the crowd. Your best friend was putting on her coat and already making plans to go out which you had declined in favor of seeing Ethan.
“Okay, Y/N! You going back to Ethan’s?” She asked.
You nodded, laughing to yourself about another night of cuddling in already too-small bed. While you always let out a few weak complaints, you never truly meant them. Cuddling with Ethan, especially when you could get the room to yourselves, was always a fun time.
You gave your best friend a hug and she climbed up the steps. You went the other way, knowing where to meet the guys after they went to the locker room and got ready to leave.
Absentmindedly, you scrolled through TikTok. There were already highlights of the game circulating with Ethan’s winning goal as the most exciting moment of the game. You smiled as you read the comments praising Ethan and the rest of the hockey team.
A few minutes later, you heard the door opening and saw Luca and Adam walking out. Both stopped to give you a hug, but Adam quickly said goodbye so he could meet up with his girlfriend.
Luca opted to stay with you, chatting about the game and the upcoming test in your class.
“You guys played awesome tonight,” you said, and Luca thanked you. Ethan was definitely the star of the night, but you knew that the other boys were still just as important.
“Ethan should be out soon, once he’s done soaking up the praise,” Luca teased. Luca had introduced you to Ethan when you were working on a group project last semester and you two had been inseparable ever since.
“I just texted him that you’re out here, he’ll come running out when he knows his shadow is waiting,” Luca said. You quickly smacked his chest in response and he let out a meek groan.
“I learned how to chirp from Ethan, so watch it, Luca,” you laughed. You both knew Ethan liked to soak in the post-game atmosphere, especially after a close win.
After a few minutes, you heard the door open again and watched a steady stream of boys walk out. You couldn’t see Ethan at first, but then you heard that familiar laugh and saw his hair flowing as his head was thrown back. Just the sight of him made you weak in the knees, and you couldn’t help but feel the adrenaline rushing through you.
You pushed away from the wall where you were leaning and stood up straight, practically bouncing on your toes with excitement.
You were about to call Ethan’s name when he looked up and you locked eyes. He rushed over to give you a hug. Ethan was squeezing you hard but it didn’t matter, it felt like you two were the only ones in the world.
“I’m so proud of you, Ethan,” you mumbled into his chest. He pulled away from you and planted a kiss on your lips, hand finding the back of your neck to guide you to him.
“That’s all I need to hear,” he muttered against your lips. You were aware that the two of you were standing right in the middle of the hallway with Ethan’s bag blocking more space, but you really couldn’t care less. Ethan and you were pretty affectionate in public and the guys were used to it.
It never stopped the teasing, though.
“Oh my god, I’m literally about to witness the creation of a child,” you heard from a familiar voice. Rutger made a gagging noise which set the whole group off into laughter.
“Let them live, Rutger,” you heard Nolan say.
“I’d like to live without seeing my two friends stick their tongues down each other’s throats,” he called back.
“I second that!” Mark said as he started to walk past the two of you.
You pulled away once he said that, realizing that you were getting a little too comfortable in the locker room hallway. Ethan whined at your movement, pulling you into another hug.
“Come over to my room?” Ethan asked.
“I was already planning on it,” you answered, smiling up at Ethan’s face.
“You guys are gross,” Rutger said in a sing-song voice.
“This is why you’re single and I have the best girlfriend ever, Rut,” Ethan said shamelessly. You hid your face to suppress your laugh but you heard the other boys laughing and agreeing anyways.
You wiggled out of Ethan’s grasp to give a few of the other boys a hug. Dylan was the last to walk past the two of you, offering you both a smirk.
“Uh oh, Y/N, Eddy’s clingy tonight,” Dylan joked. “Looks like you have a whiny winner on your hands.”
“I think I can manage,” you said.
“I’d like him returned to us by Sunday at midnight, no later or you’ll both be grounded,” Dylan said and you both laughed.
“You have my word, Mr. Duke,” you promised. Once Dylan left, it was only you and Ethan left in the hallway. He looked like a tired puppy with his hair falling in front of his eyes.
“You played awesome, babe,” you whispered. “Can’t believe I’m dating the best player on the team.”
Ethan gave you a big smile and said thank you. He was always so humble about his accomplishments that you made sure you gave him praise as much as you could.
“Ready to head out?” You asked.
“And ready to cuddle and watch a movie and eat some good snacks,” he said as he grabbed his bag to start walking. He kept rambling about what movie to watch as you walked out of the arena. Ethan was a big softie who just loved to spend quality time together, which you adored.
“But I’m most excited just to be with you, Y/N,” Ethan said, making you weak in the knees yet again. You took his hand and followed him out, feeling like the luckiest girl ever.
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I finally wrote something after surviving midterm week at college!! I'm on break now so hopefully more will be coming :)) enjoy!
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bordysbae · 9 months
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3. “i'm here baby, don't worry" 4. "i love you more than anyone" 42. "he won't stop talking about you" w luke where he takes you to the lake house and brothers take the reader from him and tell the reader all abt how luke loves her sm
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“all grown up”
luke hughes x f!reader
🦋 BORDYSBAE’S 500 CELLY!
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it’s your first time at the lake house, and you were pushed into the pool by your boyfriend luke. unfortunately, your foot caught the edge on your way in and you got a decently sized cut. you laugh it off as you get out, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt. you limp out of the pool in an attempt to not put pressure on the cut. luke quickly rushes over and picks you up bridal style, “i’m so sorry y/n! oh my gosh i’m so so sorry! i’m here baby don’t worry, i’ll go get you bandaids,” he frantically says as he places you down on the lounge chair.
you reassure luke that it’s not a big deal whatsoever, but he insists on helping you as much as possible. quickly quinn and jack rush over to you, “finally we got you alone! luke never leaves your side,” jack chuckles.
“he literally never stops talking about you either! god he would never shut up about how much he liked you during winter break. so much he even drove my mom crazy!” quinn exclaims, making you laugh and blush. they continue telling you about luke’s love for you, but soon luke arrives back with an angry expression on his face.
“dude! you guys are dragging this out so much, i don’t talk about y/n that much,” luke whines. you chuckle a little and pat the spot next to you for him to come sit down. he then places your foot in his lap and begins bandaging it. once he finishes, you rest your head on his shoulder and take his hand in yours, “thank you luke. i love you more than anyone, don’t be embarrassed. i’m sure i talk about you just as much,” you smile up at him.
he kisses the top of your head and suddenly the moment is broken by quinn and jack. “awww, look at lukey! all grown up,” quinn mocks, making luke roll his eyes. jack starts to make kissing noises as he wraps his arms around himself, mocking you both. your cheeks turn bright red and you hide your face behind luke’s back.
“shut up you losers,” luke groans, letting out a little chuckle at his brothers antics.
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leaentries · 7 months
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too young for this | mark estapa
summary: when one night guarantees forever.
warnings: accidental pregnancy, swearing, angsty themes, smut, p in v, unprotected sex
wc: 3.1k
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One time. That's all it took.
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You had never been one to go to parties, but your friends decided that you just needed to go. Having been cooped up for the past week after your complete douchebag of an ex dumped you over text.
What an ass. 
You and Richie had been together for two years. Two fucking years and all it took was a quick swipe of his thumbs to end it. It happened on a random tuesday, you had just left your anatomy lab when you felt your phone ding. You looked down smiling as you saw his familiar name pop up. Your smile fell immediately as tears began to make your vision blurry. Even with slightly impaired sight, you could still make out the three words he amounted to in your relationship.
Rich<3: we are done. 
So it's safe to say you haven't been the jolliest the past week. Maybe a party is what you need to bounce back. Staring at the ceiling of your dorm, you contemplated your options. Ultimately, you decided to give in to the relentless begging of your best friends. Besides, your slutty outfits were practically screaming at you to put them on. Afterall, Richie never showed you off, so you might as well do it yourself. 
Peeling on the familiar top and bottoms, you couldn't help but smirk as you passed your bathroom mirror. For the first time in over a week, you actually felt like yourself. The you before Richie. Overcome with newfound confidence, you quickly sent a text to your groupchat.
You: im ready babes! meet me outside?
Jamie: oooo yesss girl! me and alice are walking out now! 
Lydia: yall wait for me! i'm just touching up my hair. i'll be out in 5
Alice: btw we are so getting you dicked down tn y/n/n
Rolling your eyes at the last text, you grabbed your bag and headed out to meet your friends. Lydia ended up taking longer than 5 minutes, causing you and your friends to have to sprint to catch the last campus bus. Living across campus really sucked sometimes. 
As you searched for empty seats on the bus, you felt your phone vibrate from your bag. 
Mark: hey y/n! alice told me youre coming to the party tonight?
You: hi marky
You: yes i am! im on my way with the girls now
Mark: great
Mark: ill be waiting for you 🫣
Mark had always been one of your closest friends. You two met in your mutual college management class freshman year. Alice sat next to you and the three of you quickly became very close. Richie seemed to have a major problem with Mark early on in your relationship. Of course Mark being Mark, he didn't give a shit what your bitchy boyfriend thought of him. To be honest, Mark never liked Richie. So when you called him in tears that dreary tuesday afternoon, Mark was ready to practically murder him. 
The squealing of the bus breaks snapped you out of your phone. You put your bag over your shoulder, grabbing onto Jamie as she passed you. You and your friends made a short walk from the bus to the house. The music was blaring loudly, as people were spread far and wide around the property. A few different games were scattered about, a group of guys yelling in distress as they were clearly losing their cornhole game. 
You pulled out your phone, sending a text to Mark letting him know you were there. Within seconds, you saw the large boy make his way out onto the front porch. His arms immediately wrapped around you as you ascended the steps. 
“ ‘m so glad you’re here y/n/n” his voice was muffled in your hair. 
You smiled at the feeling of your full body being engulfed by him. Letting you go, Mark’s hand slipped down into your own.
“I am so so sorry girls, but I’m gonna have to take y/n with me.” Your friends giggled amongst themselves, causing you to send a confused look their way. 
“Oh no worries, Mark! I hope you have a fun time!” Alice replied, overly excited. 
Fun time? Deciding not to think much about it, you let yourself be guided by Mark’s muscular frame. Even in just a plain t-shirt his tense, thick muscles never failed to show through. Mark turned his head slightly, looking over his shoulder to check on you. You sent him a quick smile in return. He managed to weave his way through the dense crowd and into the kitchen, where a few of his roommates were. He entered the kitchen, never letting go of your hand.
Luke and Ethan greeted Mark quickly, enthralled by the view of the football game from the tv. Upon noticing you by Mark’s side, they both sent suggestive smirks towards the two of you. Confused by this for the second time, you turned to Mark. Tilting your head up to meet his eyes, not failing to notice the light blush that took over his feature.
“Why are all our friends acting weird?” You said in a low voice, so only Mark could hear you.
“W-What do you mean?” He chuckled nervously, “I think they are acting just fine.” Giving him a slight glare, you rolled your eyes, turning away from him slightly. Your gaze fell on the crowd, seeing many familiar faces in the dancing group. Although, your cheerful attitude quickly diminished as you caught sight of a certain brunette. Mark noticed the change almost immediately, turning to follow your stare. Richie was just off to the side of the main group. Typically, it wasn’t new to find him at these parties, but what was new was the blonde he had his tongue shoved in. 
A lump formed in your throat. You forced yourself to look away, the pain from the past week hitting you like a freight train. 
Mark's jaw ticked, his hand gripped yours tighter. He looked down at you “Do you want to leave, pretty girl?” His voice was soft, a stark contrast from his burning eyes. Taking a deep breath, you shook your head no. You were not gonna let Richie control you, he doesn’t deserve that power anymore. 
“I want to dance. Come dance with me, Marky.” Mark was surprised by your request, but led you to the dance floor regardless. 
Heat gripped your body like a vice, making you aware of how little clothes you were wearing. You let your body press up against Mark, arms reaching to wrap around his neck. Mark found his hand gripping your full hips, pulling them to meet his own. You leaned your face up, only to practically be touching noses with Mark.
The air felt thick around you two. Moving your hips against his, Mark held back a groan. 
“Got to be careful, pretty girl. Don’t want you to start something you’ll regret.” Mark’s chest pressed closer into your round breasts. Mark could feel himself grow stiff in his shorts at the feeling. Swallowing harshly, you met his gaze. You gently pulled his ear down to your lips.
“I could never regret you, Mark.” 
Richie was long forgotten as Mark gripped your wrist tightly, dragging you up the stairs. He took you to his room, closing the door forcefully, not forgetting to lock it. Mark’s chest heaved, almost like he was out of breath. He pinned you to the back of the door, bringing his forehead to rest on yours.
“You gotta tell me to stop, baby.” He whimpered into your lips. Throwing all caution to the wind, you pressed your lips against his, hard. A moan escaped your lips at the force of the kiss. Mark’s hands began to grip every part of your body he could reach. He wanted you, all of you. He cradled your face, turning your body before walking you towards the bed. The back of your legs hit the mattress, as Mark reached down to grip your plushy thighs. He sat you on the bed, beginning to trail kisses down your jaw.
His right hand traced from your thigh, over the expanse of your torso, taking time to tease the valley between your breasts. His calloused fingers took place around your throat, squeezing slightly. The lack of oxygen sent your brain into a frenzy. Your hips bucked up into his, grinding against his thick cock. He placed his other hand on your hip to keep you in place. 
“You have no idea how bad I’ve wanted this, pretty girl.” He mumbled into your neck. “How bad I need you.” 
He smashed his lips into yours once again. The kiss was desperate and sloppy, showing the amount of pure need and want between you two. Mark shoved his tongue into your welcoming mouth, seeking its warmth.
You were becoming restless, the ache in your core increasing with every push and pull of Mark’s hips. 
“Please Marky,” you whined, “Want you, fuck, want you so bad.” Your breath hitched as Mark changed the angle of his hips. His cock was pressing deliciously into your throbbing clit. 
“Okay, okay, pretty girl.” Mark pulled away, taking his warm body with him. A small whine began to leave your mouth, but was cut short when he hooked his finger around your shorts. 
He dragged your panties and shorts down in one go, too impatient to wait. Your hands traced down his toned front, tugging on his own shorts. Once the both of you had eagerly removed the remaining clothing, Mark had begun to line up his cock with your entrance, teasingly dragging his tip along your slit. “Oh fuck, Mark please don’t tease.”
Mark smirked at your pathetic voice. 
He began to ease his heavy cock into your core. You moaned loudly at the stretch. “Fuck me!” You bit your lip in an attempt to keep your voice down. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, I plan to.” Mark pushed the rest of the way in, releasing a breathy moan at the feeling. He dropped his forehead on yours, giving you a moment to adjust to his size.
Mark was admittedly the biggest you’ve had, much bigger than Richie. Reaching spots you never knew existed.  “I won’t move until you tell me, baby.” The notion was small but you couldn’t help the warmth that spread through your chest.
Nodding your head, “I’m good, Marky. You can move.” At this, Mark began to slowly drag his cock out of your pussy, till just his tip remained inside. He paused for a moment before plunging back in, setting a ruthless pace.
Your moans echoed through the room, Mark’s headboard slamming against the wall. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Mark groaned. "I could be a better boyfriend than he ever was." His hands gripped your hips hard enough to leave bruises the next morning. You threw your arms around his body, nails scraping down the wide plain of his back. Angry red trails lined the hard muscle. You dug your teeth into Mark’s shoulder as his pace increased ever so slightly. 
“ ‘m not gonna last, pretty girl.” Mark squeezed his eyes shut, in an attempt to hold off his orgasm. The sound of your moans in his ears made it almost impossible. He brought one of his hands from your hip to rub harsh circles on your clit. 
 With the added stimulation, you felt your core tighten impossibly fast. “Shit, Mark. ‘m gonna cum,” you panted, “fuck, gonna cum all over your big cock.” Your orgasm hit like a tidal wave. 
Searing pleasure overcame your senses, your walls pulsating rapidly around Mark’s dick. Mark felt himself lose all control, releasing into your warm pussy. His body stilled as he came, a loud groan ripping through his throat. He collapsed on top of you. You laid with Mark’s head in the crook of your neck and your hand playing with his hair. As the two of you basked in post-orgam bliss, you felt a wave of drowsiness hit you. A loud yawn escapes your mouth.
Mark lifted his head to look into your eyes, “You tired, pretty girl?” You nodded slightly. He felt his heart soften at your droopy eyelids and pouty, swollen lips. “You are so fucking beautiful.” Your eyes widened at his sudden confession. You hid your face behind your hands, becoming bashful like he wasn’t just balls deep inside of you.
Mark chuckled, placing a gentle kiss to the back of both hands. “C’mon lets get cleaned up, baby.” He slowly pulled his, now softening, cock out and pulled on some boxers. He walked into his bathroom, returning with a warm washcloth. Mark gently began to clean around your sore opening. Once he finished and put away the cloth, he gave you one of his t-shirts to wear.
One of the things you loved about Mark was how big he is. Even if people consider you “bigger,” his shirts still fit you oversized. You took the shirt from his hands, pulling it over your head. Mark motioned for you to scoot over, allowing him to lay down. He pulled your body on top of his, almost immediately closing his eyes. 
“Goodnight, pretty girl.” You smiled as you laid your head on his chest, “Goodnight, Marky.” 
❥.
The following week went by in a blur. You were able to hide the fact that you and Mark hooked up from most of your friends, other than Ethan. That little shit did not hesitate to chirp you both the next morning. Although you and Mark are “seeing” each other, you haven't made anything official. But you didn’t feel pressured either. Everything had been going smoothly, you continued with your normal everyday routines, except for the part where you have been staying with Mark every night.
Your roommate, luckily, has been out of town for the past two weeks. So you have been able to remain inconspicuous thus far. Being with Mark was so easy, so genuine. You wondered how you ever even ended up with your ex when Mark was there the whole time. But alas, everything good always comes to an end. 
Your alarm went off as per usual, Mark’s arm gripped your body tighter to his, “Don’t go.” He whined. You turned your body to face him, taking time to study his tired features. Even with sleep clouding his eyes, he still managed to look as handsome as ever. You hit snooze on your alarm, deciding that your writing class can suck it. 
You closed your eyes, basking in the morning bliss with Mark, but before long, you found yourself pushing out of bed making a b-line for the bathroom. You kneeled down in front of the toilet, before emptying the contents of your stomach. You heard footsteps hurriedly follow behind you, as a hand came to hold back your hair. 
“That’s it, pretty girl. Let it out.” Mark soothed, using his other hand to rub your back. 
Once you had finished, you slouched back. Your body became overly weak after the energy it took to expel your dinner. Mark sat next to you, letting you lean up against him. He brought a hand to your forehead, feeling for a temperature. His eyebrow furrowed, “You don’t feel hot.” He looked down at your face, to find your eyes closed. His chest hurt at the sight of you so weak. He gently helped you up, putting you back in bed. “I’m gonna skip class to take care of you. okay, baby?” He pulled the comforter over your shaking body. You shook your head in protest. Although in your state, it wasn’t as much of an effort as you thought. 
Mark went downstairs quietly, as most of the house was still asleep. When he returned he brought a glass of water and a cold rag. “Apparently, we do not have any medicine. I guess Luke used the rest of it last time he was sick. I am gonna go and pick up some more, will you be okay here?” Mark couldn’t hide the worry laced in his tone. You gave him a weak smile and a small “thank you.” He leaned down to place a soft kiss on your forehead, before slipping on a hoodie and making his way to the store.
Laying in the peaceful room, your slumber was interrupted by the sound of your alarm. Hitting snooze became your worst enemy. As you turned on your phone to exit the alarm, you saw a notification from your period app. You tapped it, opening the calendar. Panic took over your body. 
Period late for 8 days
You quickly sat up, thinking of what to do. There was no way you could be pregnant. It was impossible. Denial flooded your mind, until flashbacks to the night of the party tore through the facade. You needed to take a test, asap. Knowing you couldn’t go to the store, since Mark was there, you did the next best thing. You called Jamie. 
You knew for a fact Jamie kept emergency pregnancy tests in her dorm. Girl has her priorities. Jamie raced to the house as fast as she could, not believing what you said over the phone. You told her just to walk in and come to Mark’s room since everyone was still sleeping. 
You sat on the bed, stressing out, when the bedroom door opened. Your eyes darted up and your breath hitched. Jamie's head poked around, your body relaxed. Jamie looked at you expectedly. You let out a sigh, ‘Look, it just happened.” She rolled her eyes, “You just happened to fall on Mark’s dick?” 
“I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you, it just all happened so fast and we didn’t want to ruin anything. But it might not even matter at this point, because I might be fucking pregant.” Your eyes began to well, the thought of losing Mark was too much to bear. Jamie came up and wrapped her arms around you. “Don’t apologize, here,” She handed you the test, “Go take it and we can go from there,” Taking the test in your hand, you walked into the bathroom. 
After doing your business and peeing on the stick, you put the cap back on and set it on the counter. You set a timer for 3 minutes. You slowly sank to the floor. Never in your life has three minutes seemed so slow. Your phone finally went off, causing you to abruptly stand up, slightly losing your balance in the process.
You stared at the test, “Well? What does it say?” Jamies asked through the door. Your eyes remained on the test. 
Pregnant 1-2 weeks
Well, fuck. 
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Luke’s 4 goal game against Penn State was a year ago today 🥹
My fav game I have EVER watched and my fav pic of Luke <3
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𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑’𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒
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in which luca and y/n share a sweet moment at midnight to ring in the new year.
warnings; pining, kissing, parties, new years
happy new year’s, everybody!
Your eyes twinkled brightly as you watched the many people flow in and out of Rutger’s college apartment. Music was blasting loudly and you were parked out in the kitchen by the punch, which he had so excitedly spiked with some vodka. It was 11:50 on New Year’s Eve, and it was safe to say that no one was going home anytime soon.
You could see Luca talking mindlessly with Nick through your slight view from the kitchen. A bright smile was plastered on his face, and it made butterflies flutter in your stomach. You had known Luca since the first month of your guys’ freshmen year at Michigan, and had fallen for him immediately. Adam had made fun of the two of you last year, saying he could clearly tell that the both of you were in love with each other, but it always seemed as if you were both too scared to admit feelings. The truth is, you knew you were in love with the brown-haired boy, and knew he reciprocated those feelings, but didn’t have much experience with relationships and, as Adam put it, were too scared to admit your feelings.
You were forced out of your thoughts as Gavin walked into the kitchen, forcing his way between your body and the punch bowl, “Hey, Y/N,” he greeted, smiling kindly at you, “Happy New Year!”
“Happy New Year to you too, Gavin,” you replied, giving the boy a quick hug before striking up a small, mindless conversation. Your eyes eyed the clock as the time quickly crept towards midnight. After a quick conversation, you excused yourself in order to head upstairs, claiming that you were going to the bathroom. As the clock struck 11:59, you heard Mark yell out for everyone to crowd around the TV to watch the ball drop, and you stopped yourself in the hallway as Luca defied his teammates’ orders to join you.
“Hi, pretty girl,” he greeted you, his brown hair covering his eyes just slightly. He needed a haircut, but boy, did he look so incredibly beautiful. You smiled brightly, and allowed Luca to take your hand in order to lead you upstairs.
You both halted your steps as you reached Mark’s bedroom, shutting the door as soon as you were both in. The clock still read as 11:59 and Luca pulled you close, waiting for midnight to officially come. You buried your face into his neck as you faintly heard the crowd downstairs yell out, “Happy New Year!”
Your eyes met Luca’s as you raised your head to look up at him, and he immediately smiled slightly at you before wordlessly asking for permission to kiss you. You nodded, and he gently grabbed your chin with his fingers before connecting his lips with yours.
As cliché as it sounds, a million sparks and fireworks went off between the two of you as you deepened the kiss, neither of you wanting the magic of the moment to disappear. When Luca finally broke the kiss, he grabbed you closer and wrapped you tightly in his arms, “Happy New Year, Y/N.”
“Happy New Year, Luca,” you replied, wrapping your arms around his waist. Suddenly, the sound of fireworks blared through the air, and Luca quickly brought you over to the window, opening the blinds to see the beauty of the sky at that moment in time.
His smile was so bright, it was brighter than the big and colorful fireworks, almost blinding you. You let him drag you into another kiss, even more passionate, caring and loving. You wish this moment could last forever.
Little did you know, it was not the last New Year’s kiss that you and Luca would share together.
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Party in the penalty box ig
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Ethan’s arms 🥵
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Also hi Mark lol
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hrtestapa · 9 months
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kitkat's are the fucking BOMB dude
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Living for the u mich pookie crumbs
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introducing julianna
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Julianaa Rae Hughes was born six minutes before her twin brother Jack Hughes. Julianna and Jack have always been extremely close and Jack hated sharing but it wasn’t ever a problem if it was with his twin but he hated sharing his twin with anyone else.
Julianna and Jack have always just had an unspoken connection being twins and sometimes they are so different that people wonder in they are really twins. Jack may be the younger one but he is the most protective of his sister and Julianna can be just as protective of her twin.
Julianna was old enough to understand and remember Luke being born and she was obsessed immediately, she was the one always begging to hold him and Luke would cry if he saw his big sister and he wasn’t in her arms.
Quinn has always had a favorite sibling and it was Julianna, she was just his sweet baby sister who he adores. She was also can be quite similar to Quinn so it’s nice for both of them.
Julianna has always been more of a private and reserved person especially growing up around the media always surrounding her family but around her family and friends she can be a ball of sunshine.
Julianna has always looked identical to her mother even their hair color has always been the same and Jack and Julianna are identical twins so they both look just like their mother but Jack has their father’s hair color.
Every since Julianna could crawl she was trying to climb onto anything and when she started walking she would try to jump off of anything, Her grandmother suggested to Ellen and Jim to take her to a young kid tumbling class and Julianna absolutely fell in love with it and from then anyone could tell Julianna was made to be a gymnast.
Julianna made her debut in the 2016 Olympics having barely just turned 15, She won three gold olympic medals and three silver olympic medals.
Julianna graduated high school in 2019 and decided to take a gap year to focused solely on her upcoming olympic season and to have some free time for herself to explore.
Julianna joined the University of Michigan in 2020 having committed to the school in her freshman year of high school.
Luke was so happy when he got into Umich as well realizing he would get to be there with his big sister. They got to go to school together for two years and Luke loved being able to see his sister almost every day. Luke loved that his sister could come to almost all of his home games and he could go to almost all of her home competitions.
Julianna met her best friend Emma Mcarte in 2017, When Emma joined US National Team and they two became fast best friends and Emma had also committed to the University of Michigan and the two decided to be roommates.
Luca saw Julianna for the first time at his first home game at Yost and he literally tripped over his own feet seeing someone so beautiful. After the game when he came out of the locker room he saw her hugging Luke and when he was introduced he realized this was the big sister Luke was always talking about and Luca knew he was screwed.
Julianna was around the boys hockey team quite a bit with Luke and all the boys love having her around especially the younger players who started seeing her as their second mother.
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go blue
Luke Hughes x McCarthy!reader
*for those who do not know, JJ McCarthy is the quarterback for Michigan’s football team, so yn will be his sister!
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jjmccarthy who tf is that
ynssecretaccount 😳
jjmccarthy yn …
ynssecretaccount don’t make me block you from this account Jonathan
mackie.samo lol how’s Lukey?
ynssecretaccount do not let him see this
jjmccarthy Lukey??????
ynssecretaccount thanks for name dropping Mackie
jjmccarthy LUKE HUGHES!?
ynssecretaccount SAY IT LOUDER!
yourbestfriend how many people are on this account?
ynssecretaccount like 70 maybe
yourbestfriend and how many are Luke’s teammates that could potentially show this to him?
ynssecretaccount they’re my friends too!
edwards.73 it’s true we have her back
jackhughes has requested to follow you
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ynmccarthy first umich hockey game in the books!
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user1 living the life
rutgermcgroarty we all know why you went
nolan_moyle do we?
rutgermcgroarty jesus moyle 🤦🏼‍♀️
edwards.73 where ya been bud
jjmccarthy football > hockey 🥱
ynmccarthy hot take
jjmccarthy before last weeks party would you be saying the same thing?
rutgermcgroarty got her
ynmccarthy get tf out both of you
yourbestfriend going to his sporting events now???
ynmccarthy yes, all of my FRIENDS’ hockey game!
luca.fantilli be honest
markestapa let’s all gang up on her
dylanduke25 you know who was asking about you? his brother Jack
ynmccarthy he requested to follow my private account
markestapa that’s a sign! accept!
ynmccarthy I’m afraid
user2 brother Jack… could this mean they’re all talking about Luke Hughes!?
umichhockey we’re so glad you could make it!
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mackie.samo the secret account posts are better. more unhinged
ynmccarthy oh just wait, you’ll like the next one
user2 I can’t imagine having such a well known brother
ynmccarthy you get used to it realllll quick
adamfantilli honestly embarrassing this is your first one
ynmccarthy I’ve been a busy student ok
mackie.samo “busy student”
ynmccarthy watch it
thombordeleau_ oh so we go to the same game and you don’t seek me out??
ynmccarthy sorry! I still love you Thomas 🫶🏻
jjmccarthy why tf are you just friends with all Michigan hockey players
rutgermcgroarty does he not know the story …?
ynmccarthy nah
jjmccarthy story??
thombordeleau_ let’s just say yn has some hidden talents
ynmccarthy oh no 🤦🏼‍♀️
adamfantilli she kicked Luca’s ass in a one v one
jjmccarthy in hockey!?
luca.fantilli not my best moment ok
mackie.samo from then on she was one of the guys
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ynssecretaccount the main got a good post about the game! this gets the “when your siblings favorite player is the stranger you kissed last week at a party & he didn’t remember you” post😳
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mackie.samo oh yeah, this is good
jjmccarthy that’s awkward
ynssecretaccount tell me about it
jjmccarthy wish I could relate, but that doesn’t happen to college qbs 🥱
ynssecretaccount you’re a dick
rutgermcgroarty well he is a college qb 🤷🏼‍♀️
ynssecretaccount this is why you’re my favorite
jjmccarthy fuck you both
jackhughes Luke literally wouldn’t stop talking about you, idk why he was acting like that
ynssecretaccount i have a feeling we’re going to be great friends
jackhughes why do you think I requested to follow your account?
luca.fantilli it’d be a shame if someone wasn’t being careful and Luke saw them scroll by this post…
ynssecretaccount WHO
luca.fantilli Now I’m not gonna say it was Rutger …
rutgermcgroarty DUDE WTF!
ynssecretaccount RUTGER
rutgermcgroarty it was an honest mistake yn
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lhughes_06 starting summer off right 🤙🏻
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mackie.samo 🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨
lhughes_06 ?
mackie.samo don’t question mark me who’s the girl?
lhughes_06 girl? what girl?
user1 lost another Hughes 😔
jackhughes when did you hang out with a girl??
lhughes_06 what’re you talking about?
trevorzegras the little man’s all grown up 🥲
lhughes_06 trying to be like you 🫶🏻
edwards.73 what a hottie ❤️‍🔥
lhughes_06 all you 😉
edwards.73 I was talking abt yn
lhughes_06 DUDE
jackhughes THAT’S YN!?
_quinnhughes YOU DIDN’T TELL US!?
ynmccarthy surprise?
edwards.73 my bad
rutgermcgroarty hey it wasn’t me who ruined something this time!
nicohischeir kidddd
lhughes_06 cap 🫡
ynmccarthy cutie in the red 😍
lhughes_06 ;)
jjmccarthy BARF
lhughes_06 I can make it worse
elblue6 it was so amazing to meet yn!
ynmccarthy love you Ellen! thanks so much for having me 🥰
markestapa it’s okay I’ll just get the invite next time
lhughes_06 it’s the first week of summer mark
markestapa and?
dylanduke25 miss you roomie 🫶🏻
lhughes_06 miss you duker 🥹
_quinnhughes yn needs to look out for Dylan
ynmccarthy we hung out one time guys
lhughes_06 one?
ynmccarthy one, three, seven idk
lhughes_06 uh huh
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jackhughes Luke, you need to stop. if you’re a fun dad we can’t be fun uncles
jackhughes funcles if you will
_quinnhughes I wanna be a druncle (drunk uncle)
ynmccarthy guys these would be Luke’s siblings🤦🏼‍♀️
jackhughes Oh hell nah he’s definitely not getting fun brother
user1 when he’s good with kids 🥹
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ynmccarthy I think this could’ve been a boys + yn night
lhughes_06 no girls allowed. period.
_quinnhughes then why were you there?
lhughes_06 fuck off quinn
_quinnhughes yn are you gonna let him talk to me like that!?
ynmccarthy absolutely not quinny. he is now blocked & will be reprimanded at home
jjmccarthy no, please leave out the og McCarthy
lhughes_06 to be fair, you’re in Mexico
ynmccarthy he just can’t take not being the favorite older sibling
jjmccarthy well when you bang their favorite player you’re gonna be the favorite
lhughes_06 hey now
ynmccarthy what’s that supposed to mean asshole?
rutgermcgroarty guys let’s please not start a sibling war
colecaufield you’re whipped for this girl
ynmccarthy tell me about it. it’s tiring being his world 🥱
jackhughes I love yn so much, she’s so cocky
lhughes_06 just like you
mackie.samo Michigan really brings people together
lhughes_06 it’s the best state by far
ynmccarthy try again
lhughes_06 yn, babe, you’re from illinois. you get no input
jjmccarthy what’s wrong with Illinois!?
luca.fantilli oh so much
user2 yn and Luke better be endgame
nolan_moyle wtf game is that
lhughes_06 idk but they killed me at it
ynmccarthy you lost to a 3rd & 4th grader? embarrassing.
lhughes_06 and you would’ve done better?
jjmccarthy she’s literally a gamer
ynmccarthy jj wtf
lhughes_06 is this true
jjmccarthy ask her about mlb the show
ynmccarthy JJ
lhughes_06 we need to talk
adamfantilli took my yn away 🙄
ynmccarthy still yours Tilly
lhughes_06 uh, no? you’re not? you’re mine?
trevorzegras do I get to meet this yn?
ynmccarthy I’d also like to know when I meet the extended fam
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ynssecretaccount *sappy post incoming* *the main doesn’t get these* I remember when there were 70 people on this account, and now there are over 100 because of everyone I’ve met through this guy. Luke Warren Hughes, I love you so much. You truly make me the happiest girl ever. If I had never met you at that party Sophomore year, none of this would’ve ever happened. Thank you for every little thing you do for me🫶🏻 happy one year lover
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jackhughes THE PICTURE
trevorzegras MY EYES
luca.fantilli WHOSE LIPS ARE WHOSE!?
mackie.samo this is why it’s on the private 😭
lhughes_06 dang we’re hot
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lhughes_06 & I love you more :)
ynssecretaccount not possible 🤞🏻
rutgermcgroarty it’s kinda cute tho …
ynssecretaccount Rutger on top yet again
lhughes_06 usually you’re on top
_quinnhughes WOAH
jackhughes Lukey boy!!!!
ynssecretaccount Lucas what the fuck
jackhughes uh oh she used the fake full name
nicohischier I hope there aren’t children here
ynssecretaccount now if Nico’s saying that I’m embarrassed
trevorzegras as long as Jamie isn’t on this account we’re safe
jamie.drysdale im here, and I’ve seen it, and I want to be gone
trevorzegras I should’ve warned you Jim 🤦🏼‍♀️
ynmccarthy there’s a reason this is private
_quinnhughes not you commenting on your private with your main account
ynssecretaccount what about it Quinn
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These face cards never decline.
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hi!! could you please do a luke hughes one where she is adams twin and secretly dating luke but something happens to her and he ends up revealing their relationship cus he’s so worried about her? thank you!
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“sour truth”
luke hughes x fantilli!sister
tw: car accident, not proof read, and i hate this so tw for a shitty story!
🦋 BORDYSBAE’S 500 CELLY!
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the sirens blaring through the michigan campus sent nearly everyone into alert.
you were on your way to luke’s dorm when a car slid on ice and crashed into you. the car hit your’s on the drivers side, and pushed it nearly 15 feet away from where it was impacted. you were knocked unconscious and bloodied up, and immediately rushed to the hospital. your twin, adam, received the phone call and headed to the hospital as soon as possible with luca, luke, johnny, and nolan for support.
as they all sit in the room, adam couldn’t help but notice luke being oddly worried for someone who’s ‘just your friend.’ “luke, are you okay? you seem oddly worried,” adam whispers to the boy next to him.
he quickly snaps out of his thoughts, “what? yeah i’m fine. are you okay?”
“uh yeah, i’m alright. you just seem a bit overly worried,” adam chuckles. he’s clearly very distressed seeing his twin sister in this condition, but he’s trying to cover it up. immediately luke’s eyes widen and fear sets in that he’s been caught.
“what? i cant be worried for y/n?!” luke defensively snaps, drawing the attention of everyone else in the room.
“luke chill, i just didn’t know you and y/n were that close. you’re really worried and i was concerned. look man, now’s really not a good time to pick a fight,” adam gently states.
“yeah well i’m fucking worried cause she’s my girlfriend adam!“ luke loudly exclaims while rising from his chair. his hands are now tugging at his brown curls and his heart is racing.
“she’s your what?”
“my girlfriend, adam. we wanted to tell you, but we didn’t want you to freak out. fuck, adam, this is all my fault! she was on her way to my place and got in a crash, what if i went to her’s instead? it should’ve been me in that stupid fucking accident!” luke nervously shouts.
immediately adam stands up and looks at luke, “luke, don’t say that. first of all, yeah one of my best friends dating my sister is gonna make me a little mad, but i can see how much you care for her. you wouldn’t be here like this if you didn’t. second of all, it shouldn’t have been anyone in that accident. it’s called an accident for a reason,” he says. adam then tugs the distressed boy into a tight hug.
luke practically melts into his touch as he looks over adam’s shoulder at you. your eyes are slowly fluttering open, and everyone’s worries immediately drop. the boys rush to the hospital bedside and try to get the attention of a nurse. as you give them all a smile, a heavy weight is lifted off luke’s chest.
“i love you, so so much y/n. i’m so happy you’re okay,” luke days before kissing you. as you pull back you gently smack luke’s arm, “dude! now everyone knows our secret!”
“we already know the sour truth, y/n,” adam chuckles. your mouth falls, “sour truth? you mean the sweet truth?! i think me and luke make a great couple.”
“yeah sure, whatever you say kid,” luca chimes in, sending everyone into a fit of laughter, but not before you grab your ribs in pain. “holy fuck, did i break my ribs?” you ask with a little chuckle, making everyone else laugh once again.
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too young for this | mark estapa (chapter 2)
summary: when one night guarantees forever.
warning: accidental pregnancy, mature themes, swearing, throwing up, smut, oral (f.receiving)
wc: 2.3k
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Previously
You stared at the test, “Well? What does it say?” Jamie asked through the door. Your eyes remained on the test. 
Pregnant 1-2 weeks
Well, fuck. 
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There is no way in hell. The test has to be defective, there is just no way you can be pregnant.
How the fuck am I gonna tell Mark?
Lost in your own worry, Jamie forced her way through the bathroom door. She looked at your face, noting the paleness that now took place. Her eyes widened as she glanced down at the test in your shaky hand. “Holy shit, y/n/n. You’re actually pregnant.” Jamie then began to ramble about all the possibilities and scenarios of having a child, but only for them to fall on deaf ears.  
The only person taking up your thoughts was Mark. What if he was mad? Or upset? What if he left you? You had only been actually seeing each other for 2 weeks, yet now that seems so far away. Jamie gently shook your shoulder, trying to gain your attention. “y/n?” You looked up at her. She let out a deep sigh, pulling you into an embrace. 
You finally broke. Quietly sobbing, you asked, “What if he leaves me, j?” Jamie’s eyebrows furrowed. She placed her arms on your shoulders, pushing you away slightly. 
“Babe, Mark is fucking in love with you. He always has been, you were just too busy with bitch boy to realize it.” You let out a small chuckle at the familiar nickname she had given Richie. “Besides, even if he wasn’t completely obsessed with you, he isn’t the type of guy to leave his baby momma hangin’ dry.” You nodded, considering her words. You knew Mark was a good guy, a great guy, even. He would be there for you…you hoped. 
Walking out of the bathroom, you sat on Mark’s bed. This is happening, you are gonna have a baby. Mark’s baby. “Well, I should probably go. I imagine loverboy is gonna be home soon and I don’t want to intrude on the special moment.” Jamie gathered the few things she had brought with her. She walked over to you, placing a firm hand on the top of your head, “Let me know how it goes, okay?” You nodded a response. She sent you a small smile, before ruffling your hair and making her way out of the house. 
You lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling. 
Your stomach was in knots and you didn’t know if it was from the baby, or the anxiety. At least twenty minutes passed, you were wrong before, those three minutes were nothing compared to this torture. Hearing the front door open and close, you sat up. You felt your heart rate increase rapidly.
Here goes nothing.
Mark walked into the bedroom with multiple bags by his side. “I got pretty much everything they had, along with some of your favorite sn-” He cut himself off at the sight of you. “What’s wrong, pretty girl?’ He placed the bags down, quietly walking over. “Why aren’t you laying down? You’re gonna make yourself feel worse.” 
You took a deep breath, gently grabbing Mark’s wrist to guide him beside you. Turning your body to face him, you remained silent. Deep concern etched its way onto his face, “Baby?” You kept your head downturned, scared he would see the tears swelling in your eyes. “Y/n? You’re starting to scare me, pretty girl.” He brought his hand to your face, gently tilting it so your eyes would meet. 
“Hey, hey, why are you crying?” He took his other hand and began to wipe the stray tears that managed to escape.
 You bit your lip, lost on how to break the news to him. Mark took his thumb to your lip, softly tugging it from between your teeth. You let out a breath, “I need to tell you something.” You grabbed his hands, bringing them to your lap. “But I’m scared it will ruin everything.” Mark shook his head in protest, “Y/n, nothing you say will ruin anything. I am here, I’m not going anywhere.” 
With the little bit of confidence his words gave you, “I’m pregnant.” Mark’s face went white, you began to worry he was gonna leave, but the grip on your hands only got tighter. “You-you’re pregnant?” He stuttered like he didn't believe the words coming out of his own mouth. You nodded, too afraid to speak. 
When Mark didn’t say anything, you spoke up, “Please Marky,” Full sobs shook your body. ‘Please don’t leave me.”
Mark's eyes immediately snapped to yours. He cradled your face once more, “I could never leave you, baby. You’re my girl. I could never leave my girl.” He placed a soft, yet firm kiss on your forehead. You looked up at him with big, watery eyes, “Promise?” He sent you a small, reassuring smile, “I promise, this is just something we are gonna have to do together.” With those words, relief instantly flooded your body. 
You were in this together, you and Mark. 
❥.
The next morning you were yet again awoken by nausea. Running to the bathroom, you repeated your actions from the previous morning. Mark was by your side in an instant, with a cold rag and a hair clip. After your nausea spell passed, you decided to take a nice warm shower. “Hey Marky?” You called from the bathroom, as he left to change. “Whatcha need, pretty girl?” He made his way back to the bathroom, now shirtless. You don’t know if it was the pregnancy hormones, or just your regular horniness, but Mark looked absolutely delicious. His toned torso flexed as he walked closer to you, taking in your flushed appearance. 
“Are you gonna throw up again?” He asked while reaching for the discarded hair clip. You chuckled slightly, shaking your head no. “No, I just wanted to let you know I’m gonna hop in the shower.’’ Mark took notice of the slight suggestive tone your voice held. “Okay?” He gave you a quizzical look, “Are you needing help?” You turned around, leaning to turn on the water. “Not technically, but I wouldn’t oppose you joining me.” 
Mark all but jumped at the opportunity. After stripping yourself of your nightwear, you stepped under the steaming water. Before long, you felt a large body join behind you, reaching to lower the temperature. “Hey.” Your eyes snapped open at the lack of heat. Mark grabbed your hips, pulling your body closer. “I read that super hot water can hurt the baby, pretty girl.” He let one of his hands move to rub your still soft, plushy tummy. “So unfortunately, no more steaming showers.” You pouted, wanting nothing more than hot water to soothe your aching muscles.
Mark began to lightly kiss your neck, working his way down your jaw. His hands were now rubbing up and down your full hips. “Mark, what are you doing?” You asked softly. “Just trying to appreciate how beautiful my girl is.” You scoffed slightly, “Well, enjoy me now, 'cause once this baby starts growing so will I. Then I'll be gigantic.” Mark’s hands paused on your hips, turning you to face him. 
 “Listen to me, right now. You are carrying my baby, our baby. There is nothing more beautiful than that. I, for one, can’t wait till your belly starts growing.” He began to trail kisses down your front. Leading from your neck, through the valley of your breasts, making sure to stop and place extra kisses on your stomach.
 “You are gonna make the most gorgeous mommy ever.” Mark looked up at you with big round eyes. His hands rested on your thighs, as he sank to his knees. “I want to prove to you how pretty you are.” He took one of your soft thighs and placed it on his shoulder. He was so close you could feel his breath on your pussy. You let out a small whine, “Fuck, Marky.” You felt him smirk against your thigh. “God you are so fucking beautiful, y/n” With that he attached his lips to your clit, sucking immediately. You gasped at the stimulation. 
Mark’s tongue quickly darted in and out as he devoured you. He moved down to your neglected opening, his nose brushing against your clit. You threw your head back, bumping it into the shower wall. Water ran down your body, making everything slick. Mark picked his head up, before going back to your clit. He brought one of his hands from your thigh to insert one digit into your dripping hole. “Oh my god.” You moaned as Mark began pumping. 
The feeling of Mark’s tongue and fingers became overwhelming. A familiar tightening in your core began to grow. He added another finger, causing you to cry out. “ Fuck, fuck. ‘M gonna come, Marky.” He began to move faster, thrusting his fingers in and out at a brutal pace. You dug your hand into Mark’s wet hair, tugging as you felt your orgasm overtake you.
You screwed your eyes shut, releasing a loud whine as you came all over Mark’s mouth. He made sure to let you ride it out, only stopping when the stimulation became too much for you. Mark slowly placed your leg back down, making sure to support your weight. Once he was fully standing, he let you lean against him. After a few minutes of regaining your breath, you tried to reach for his painful-looking hard-on. Before you could, Mark grabbed your wrist, stopping your movements. “Don’t worry about me, pretty girl. This was just for you. Now, let’s actually take a shower.” Too tired to protest, you let him get you cleaned up. 
❥.
A few hours later, you and Mark decided to go pick up some food on campus. While leaving the house, you ran into Ethan and Luke, who demanded they come with you. Not in the mood to walk, you opted for the bus. This proved to be a huge mistake, you were only on the bus for a few minutes before you felt a wave of nausea. You looked up at the roof, trying your hardest to will the urge to vomit away. 
“You good y/n?” You heard Luke ask. Scared to make any sudden movements, you lightly tapped Mark’s arm. Recognizing the look on your face immediately, he urgently started to search for something, in case you threw up. Not finding anything, he made his best effort to get you off the bus at the next stop. “Mark? Y/n? Where are you going? Our stop isn’t for two more.” Ethan’s voice called after you both, as Mark escorted you off. Just as your feet hit the pavement, your knees gave way as your stomach heaved up your lunch.
Mark made sure to keep your hair held back, putting it up with the hairband he kept on his wrist for you. You felt hot tears begin to run down your face. Whether it was due to embarrassment or your contracting stomach muscles, either way, you no longer wanted to go get food. Luke and Ethan stood a few paces back, not wanting to crowd you. Once you had finished, Luke handed Mark the water bottle he was carrying. 
Accepting it gratefully, Mark helped you sit on the curb before giving you the water. “Take small sips, you don’t want to chug it.” Mark sat beside you, rubbing your back while you sipped. “Do you want me to go get my car?” You looked over to Ethan. The blonde boy’s eyes held nothing but concern. ‘You don’t need to do that,” You managed to croak out. “Just give me a minute. I can walk.” Mark’s eyebrows furrowed, “No. You’re not walking y/n. I don’t care if you think you’re fine, you need to be extra careful now.” Luke and Ethan exchanged questioning glances at the last sentence. Mark’s eyes widened when he realized what he said. “You know, now that you’re not feeling well…” Mark trailed off, laughing awkwardly. 
“Anyways, E, would you mind going to get the car?” Mark did his best to change the subject. Nodding, Ethan began to jog back to the house, taking Luke with him. As soon as they were out of earshot, you laid into him. “Mark! What the hell,” You slapped his shoulder, “Now they are gonna start asking questions.” Although he was also a little worried, he did his best to soothe your concerns, “No they won’t, it isn’t strange for people to throw up. Don’t worry, we’ll make sure they don’t suspect anything.” Mark took in a breath before blowing it back out, “But, we should consider when we are going to tell them. I mean, you’re gonna start showing eventually and when you start developing more and more symptoms, they’re gonna notice.” 
Thinking over what he said, you realized he was right. You do need to tell everyone eventually, but not right now. “I know, but can we just keep it to ourselves for a while? I’m not ready for everyone to know just yet.” Mark gave you a gentle smile, “Of course we can, pretty girl.” You placed your head on Mark’s shoulder, waiting for Ethan and Luke to arrive.
Once you got back to the house, you quickly ran upstairs to the bathroom to brush your teeth and change into something more comfortable. After you finished, you joined Mark downstairs on the couch. Curling up to his side, he turned on your favorite show. You were about halfway through your third episode when you heard loud steps booming down the stairs. 
Looking over, you saw Luke rushing down. “What is up with you?” Mark asked him. You took the time to look over his appearance, he looked like he’d seen a ghost. Luke walked over to sit on the footrest in front of you two. “I know.” That’s all Luke said. You and Mark looked at each other confused, before turning back to Luke. “You know what?” You spoke up. 
“I know you’re pregnant.” 
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