NEW TUCKER VARIANT HEADCANNONS
Tucker “Tuck” Pillsbury 🏒
Theo “Little Bear” Pillsbury 🧸
The teams good luck charm.
Honorary #7 ½ (his jersey says so).
-Had Theo when he was nineteen.
-Theo’s mom didn’t want that as her future. They were both young and neither of them wanted to be together.
-Tucker understood, but he wanted him. He has full custody. She sends money and birthday cards that he keeps in a shoebox under his bed.
-No longer lives in the frat house, but in a cramped off campus apartment filled with hockey equipment and mismatched sippy cups.
- Has no clue what he’s doing, but he knows that Theo needs him, and that’s all that matters.
-Hasn’t slept more than 5 hours a night in three years.
-Runs on adrenaline, caffeine and the sound of Theo’s laugh.
-He went from frat president, party king and ‘keg stand insurance salesman’ to being daddy, bedtime storyteller and ‘‘2 am baby bottle service’ in the blink of an eye.
-Fully believes his dad is the world's best hockey player and tells everyone he meets— often— even strangers.
-Has a miniature plastic hockey stick that he carries everywhere and he insists that Tucker has to tape it like a real one.
-His current favorite person is his Uncle Ky, the goalie and built-in babysitter,— who taught him to mutter “puck you” under his breath— Tucker is still trying to get him to stop.
-Has approximately 47 uncles and none of them are related to him.
-His first word was ‘puck’. His second was ‘dada’. Ky has both on video— and Tucker pretending not to cry.
-Has a worn out black bear plush he lovingly named “Hockey Bear”, an overpriced souvenir from the university’s bookshop that the frat boys all chipped in on for his first birthday.
-The unofficial coparents, and they love it.
-They rotate on “cub duty” before games and practices to make sure Theo is settled in the penalty box with his snacks, Hockey Bear and a good view.
-Theo has his own cubby in the locker room, complete with a tiny folding chair with “#7 ½” written in tape across the back.
-Theo has the team roster memorized and sorted by name, number, position and who will let him sit on their shoulders. (The ultimate uncle test.)
-Theo always ends the team huddles, standing in the middle and barely reaching anyone’s knees on the ice.
-He shouts “GO BEARS” with a growl and all of the guys lose their minds.
-Tuckers pre-game ritual includes: kissing Theo’s fist, tapping his own chest and pointing at the ice.
-Theo’s pre-game ritual includes: banging his plastic hockey stick against the glass until Tucker scores.
-Permanently messy, except for Theo’s room.
-Laundry strewn across the sofa, dishes always in the sink.
-Tucker sleeps on his old bed from the frat house that’s broken in three places and may be held together partly by hockey tape.
-He has a framed picture next to his bed of Theo at the championship game the year before, his hands pressed to the glass and his jersey towards the camera with his head back and mouth wide open.
- Theo was chanting “GO DADDY GO! YOU WIN!” Tucker can still hear it when he looks at the photo.
-Theo has a tiny practice goal in the corner of his room and glow in the dark star stickers on the ceiling above his— according to him— ‘very cool’ race car bed.
-Sleeps with his lucky puck under his pillow. Ky believes that’s why they’ve never lost a game with Theo watching.
-Their fridge is half full of protein shakes and apple sauce pouches.
-On the fridge is a whiteboard with everything from practices and game schedules, pediatrician appointments and nanna visits scribbled on a calendar, and a shopping list titled the ‘Bear Necessities'. (Tucker thinks it’s funny.)
-90% of his camera roll is Theo. 70% of those are proof of life texts to his mom, Susan, Theo’s nanna.
-Morning with Bear and Tuck-
5am, Tucker is barely awake but gathering all of his equipment with bleary eyes for early morning practice. He’s waiting on his mom to arrive and watch Theo until he gets back.
“Daddy? You go?” A soft, slightly concerned voice comes from the end of their short hallway.
“Yeah buddy. Daddy’s got practice. Nanna is gonna come stay with you while I’m gone.” Tucker sighs, pushing his hands back through his hair to keep it out of his eyes. Despite his exhaustion he can’t help but crack a smile at the blanket covered toddler clambering towards him.
“Daddy, I go? I be quiet! I hold your water bottle!” Theo offers with a soft gasp, like he’s just come up with the most imperative job in the world. A reason why Tucker couldn’t possibly leave him behind.
The breath that leaves Tucker is a tired, but genuine at his son's heartwrenchingly sweet offer. Before Theo can even complete the look with puppy dog eyes Tucker is grabbing his phone to cancel on his own mom.
“Okay, buddy… go get dressed while I find your skates.” Tucker sighs with a nod and smiles as Theo runs back towards his room.
A/N: this is what the inside of my brain has looked like all day. Let me know if you want more. ❤️
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