They Broke Up My Babies

I love Jarvy!

𝐅𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐓 | 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐇 𝐉𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐒

summary: seth always visits the training room in hopes of getting your attention until one day it backfires.

warnings: flirting + teasing, simply fluff!

word count: 1.26k

notes: first seth piece!! i literally love this man so much so i hope y'all enjoy. i've also had this plot for ages and i finally decided to write it.

Seth entered the team’s training room for what felt like the hundredth time since the start of the season, and his eyes immediately searched for you. He carried the same easygoing grin that he always did, the one that made it seem like nothing could bother him. It was one that was starting to become all too familiar to the other Hurricanes players and staff — a grin that usually meant Seth was up to something.

He spotted you by the cabinets, organizing boxes of splints and unrolling new lengths of tape with a focused intensity that made him pause. He couldn't help but admire how dedicated you were, how you seemed to move effortlessly despite the chaos that usually surrounded you. The first time he saw you, he thought it was just a fleeting attraction—something he’d forget about by the next practice. But as the days passed, he kept noticing more about you: the way you bit your lip when you were deep in concentration, the soft hum of a tune you’d sing under your breath when you thought no one was listening, and the bright way you laughed, like you weren’t weighed down by anything.

The training room started to feel a little brighter when you were there, and he found himself coming up with excuses to swing by more often. A slight tweak of his ankle, a vague soreness in his leg—any reason to have you check him out, even if he didn’t need it.

Over time, his visits became less about any actual injuries and more about getting to see you and getting to talk to you. He tried to be subtle, but his teammates noticed, throwing teasing comments his way when you weren’t looking. They’d tease him, elbowing him in the ribs, telling him to “stop pretending to be hurt just because he liked the company.” Seth would laugh it off, but he knew they were right. Every time he walked through those doors, it was just another chance to see you.

“Hey, y/n,” Seth greeted, a playful tone dancing in his voice. “Got a minute? I think something's up with my shoulder today.”

You turned, eyes meeting his with an amused glimmer that always seemed to make his pulse quicken. “Your shoulder this time, huh?” you asked, crossing your arms over your chest. “You know, Seth, you might just set a record for the most visits to the training room,” you said.

“What can I say?” he shrugged, still grinning. “I’m a delicate guy.”

“Uh-huh, sure,” you replied, but the corner of your mouth twitched like you were fighting back a smile. You pointed to the table. “Sit. Let’s take a look at this ‘injury’ of yours.”

Seth hopped up on the table, swinging his legs like a kid. “I don’t know,” he said, voice dripping with dramatic flair. “It’s feeling pretty tight today. Might be serious.”

You rolled your eyes, stepping over to him. “Shirt off.”

He didn’t hesitate, stripping off his shirt in one smooth motion, revealing the lean, athletic muscles that came from years of hard work on the ice. You tried to keep your expression neutral, tried not to react to the way his skin gleamed under the fluorescent lights. But Seth saw the flicker of your eyes, the quick dart to his chest before you composed yourself. It sent a thrill through him—he liked that he could get a reaction out of you, even if you tried to hide it.

You stepped closer, fingers already tingling with the familiar sensation of checking injuries, but this time, you felt something different. Maybe it was the way he was watching you, eyes locked on your face like you were the most interesting thing in the room. Or maybe it was the way his skin felt warm beneath your touch, the slow rise and fall of his breathing under your fingertips.

“Any pain here?” you asked, pressing lightly on his shoulder.

“Maybe a little,” he said, though the slight smile tugging at his lips betrayed him. “I think you should keep checking, just to be sure.”

You sighed, a little exasperated, but you kept your focus. There was clearly nothing wrong with his shoulder, the lack of wincing or tension in his movements betraying his lie.

“Well,” you said, pulling your hands away from his shoulder, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. “I think you’ll live. But just to be sure, maybe I should recommend you take a game off. Can’t be too careful, right?”

Seth’s eyes widened, panic flashing across his face. “Whoa, whoa, hold on—no need to get drastic here!”

“Why not? You keep showing up here all the time. It seems like you need the rest.”

He swallowed, trying to keep his cool, but you were so close now, and it was making his heart race in a way that had nothing to do with nerves. “Because,” he said, a bit too quickly, “I’m not actually hurt.”

You blinked, tilting your head. “You’re not?”

He let out a long, exasperated sigh, pulling his compression shirt back over his head. “No. I just… I just wanted an excuse to see you, okay? The shoulder’s fine. I’ve always been fine.” He rubbed the back of his neck, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. “I know it’s stupid, but I didn’t know how else to get your attention.”

You bit back a smile, trying to keep your composure. “You mean to tell me, all these times you’ve come to see me claiming your knee hurt, or you twinged your back… all those times you were faking it just to talk to me?”

Seth groaned, dropping his head into his hands. “Yeah, yeah, I know. It’s pathetic. But you make it really hard to think straight, okay? And I’m not great with this stuff. I figured if I came in here enough, maybe you’d notice me.”

“I did notice you,” you said, and there was something softer in your tone now. “I noticed you every time you limped in here, pretending to be all tough. And believe me, I knew you were faking it.”

Seth’s head shot up, his eyes wide with disbelief. “You did?”

You nodded, biting back a smile. “Yep. Since, like, the second time you came in saying your elbow felt ‘off.’ You’re not exactly subtle, you know.”

“Well, that’s… that’s just great,” Seth muttered, feeling heat flood his face. “So I’ve been making a complete idiot of myself this whole time?”

“A little bit, yeah,” you admitted, stepping closer, “but it was kind of cute.” You reached out, gently tapping his shoulder. “You know, you could’ve just asked me out, Seth. It would’ve saved you a lot of time and fake injuries.”

“So… does that mean you might be interested?”

You rolled your eyes playfully. “Yes, Seth. It means I’m interested. Now, are you finally going to ask me out, or do you need to pretend to break a leg first?”

Seth’s grin spread across his face, genuine and full of relief. “Alright, alright. Would you… maybe want to go out with me sometime? For real, this time?”

You smiled back, nodding. “I’d like that.”

His heart soared, and he couldn't help the goofy grin that spread across his face. “Really?”

“Really,” you confirmed, stepping back and giving him a gentle pat on the shoulder. “Now, go stretch that ‘injured’ ankle of yours before I change my mind.”

He laughed, shaking his head in disbelief. “You’ve got it.” And as he left the training room, Seth couldn’t help but feel like he was walking on air.

Holy shit the oilers are in the final!!!!!!!!

This is the best day ever

Cuties

having flashbacks to that one flames scrum….

Loveeeeee

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It was a crisp, sunny afternoon in Vancouver, and the Canucks had just wrapped up their morning practice. The rink was bustling with energy as the players packed up and prepared to head out for the day, but there was an extra buzz in the air. Today, Quinn Hughes was doing something he hadn’t done before—showing off his precious little girl to the team. The guys had all met Lilly over FaceTime, of course, but nothing compared to seeing her in person.

Lilly was only a few months old, and though she was small, she had already stolen everyone’s heart. Her big blue eyes, her little button nose, and the tiny smile that she had—every single person who had met her, even through a screen, couldn’t help but fall in love.

Quinn had been talking about this moment for weeks, always excited to show his teammates the joy his daughter brought him. The plan was simple: after practice, the team would gather at a local restaurant, and Quinn would bring Lilly and Y/N along. It was a chance for Y/N to relax, to talk to the other wives and girlfriends (WAGs), and for Quinn to proudly show off their little girl.

Quinn was beaming as he held Lilly in his arms when he and Y/N arrived. Lilly was snuggled in a soft, pink blanket, her tiny hand wrapped around Quinn’s finger. She was dressed in a cute little onesie with her name embroidered on it, and her wispy blonde hair framed her face in the most adorable way. Y/N, looking effortlessly gorgeous in a cozy sweater and jeans, smiled warmly as she walked beside Quinn. She was relieved to be out of the house, enjoying a rare moment of relaxation without the constant demands of being a new mom. She knew Quinn had been looking forward to this all week, and she was excited to see him in his element, proud and beaming as he introduced their daughter to his teammates.

As soon as they entered the restaurant, the guys spotted them right away. Elias Pettersson was the first to jump up, grinning ear-to-ear, with Brock Boeser and JT Miller right behind him. They had all seen pictures and FaceTime calls, but there was something about holding Lilly in his arms that made it even more special.

“Quinn, buddy, she’s even cuter in person!” Elias exclaimed, his voice full of excitement as he walked over.

Quinn smiled, adjusting Lilly in his arms as he stepped forward to let the guys take a closer look. "I know, right? She’s already stealing my heart every single day."

Lilly, still half-asleep from her nap in the car, blinked up at the group of guys surrounding her, looking slightly confused but undeniably adorable. Brock crouched down to her level, his eyes wide with wonder as he looked at the tiny little girl.

“She’s perfect,” Brock whispered in awe. “You’ve got to be the luckiest guy on the planet, Quinn.”

“I’m definitely the luckiest,” Quinn said, his voice full of pride as he looked down at his daughter, then back up at his teammates. “She’s my world.”

As the guys crowded around to take turns holding Lilly, Y/N took a step back, happy to see Quinn in his element. She’d never seen him so at ease, so proud to show off their daughter. It was clear that the guys had a soft spot for Lilly, too.

Y/N found a cozy spot in the corner of the restaurant where she could chat with the other wives and girlfriends, her heart swelling as she listened to Quinn’s soft chuckles and the boys’ lighthearted teasing. She hadn’t realized how much she needed this time, this chance to talk freely and without interruption, to hear the other women’s experiences with their own children and hear stories of the guys' lives outside the rink.

“Quinn’s really smitten, isn’t he?” Tessa, Elias’ girlfriend, remarked with a knowing smile as she sipped on her water.

“Oh, you have no idea,” Y/N laughed softly, shaking her head. "He’s obsessed. Every time he sees Lilly do something new, he acts like it's the biggest achievement. Like when she smiled for the first time—it was like he’d just scored the winning goal."

“I can’t blame him,” Tessa said. “Lilly is so adorable. I’ve never seen Quinn look so proud. It’s actually kind of cute how much he loves her.”

Y/N smiled fondly. “I know. I mean, I knew he’d be a great dad, but seeing him like this... it’s better than I could have imagined.”

The other women nodded in agreement, and as the conversation turned to lighter topics—like the upcoming holidays and their favorite family traditions—the guys continued to fawn over Lilly. Quinn was like a proud peacock, strutting around the room with her in his arms, showing her off like she was the most precious thing in the world. The guys teased him, of course, but it was all in good fun.

“You know, Quinn,” JT teased as he held Lilly, “I think you’re more proud of her than you are of your last game-winning goal.”

“Not possible,” Quinn responded quickly, shaking his head, but there was no hiding the pride in his voice. “This little girl is my whole life now. You guys should see her smile when she wakes up from a nap. She lights up the whole room.”

“I’m sure she does,” Brock laughed. “But I’m still not convinced she’s not just looking for more snacks.”

“She’s not quite there yet, Brock,” Quinn laughed, rolling his eyes. “But trust me, when she’s ready, she’ll be eating all your snacks.”

Lilly, sensing the good energy in the room, let out a small giggle, and everyone’s attention immediately snapped back to her. It was as if her little giggle could light up the entire room, and it certainly had that effect on everyone.

“See? She already has the boys wrapped around her finger,” Y/N said with a smile, watching as Quinn looked down at his daughter with an expression so full of love it made her heart skip a beat.

It wasn’t long before Quinn handed Lilly back to Y/N, who smiled warmly at her husband. She could see how much he loved their daughter, how every second spent with her made him glow.

“Are you having fun, babe?” Y/N asked softly as she kissed Lilly’s forehead.

“Best day ever,” Quinn responded, sitting down next to her. “It’s nice to be able to share this with the guys, and it’s nice that you’re getting to relax and talk with the other WAGs, too.”

Y/N smiled, her heart swelling with affection for both of them. “I am. It’s perfect, really. Just us, and our little girl.”

They shared a quiet moment, watching Lilly as she rested peacefully in her mother’s arms, surrounded by the love of Quinn, his teammates, and their little circle of family and friends. It was a moment to remember—full of laughter, joy, and the warm feeling of having everything they needed right here.

“Come on, let’s go home,” Quinn said after a while, standing up and offering his hand to Y/N. “We’ve got our little girl and a lifetime ahead of us.”

Y/N took his hand, squeezing it gently. “Home sounds perfect.”

And with that, the three of them—Quinn, Y/N, and Lilly—left the restaurant, ready to enjoy the quiet comfort of home, knowing that, no matter where the road took them, they had each other. And in that moment, there was no place else they'd rather be.

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Smash!!!.

suddenly i’ve forgotten how to breathe

Swayman needs to stop making me cry with his insta stories

Please I can’t handle it

Can I quit watching now?💀

No McDavid! They just said he’s not coming back

Luke would take every opportunity he could to kiss you.

If you’re in an elevator, he’ll be pulling you close the second the doors are shut, pinning you against the wall or simply pressing soft kisses to your lips. He’d only pull away if anyone came in, a little sly crooked grin on his face.

When you’re stopping for red lights, he’ll learn over the centre console, grabbing your face and pressing his lips to yours, more often than not cutting you off mid sentence. Usually, the car behind you has to honk before he realises the light’s turned green.

If you’re waiting in line, the two of you are so that couple that has a hard time keeping your hands off each other, stealing pecks and having your arms around each other.

Same goes for if you’re waiting for Jack to get ready (or anyone else, really). Luke would love nothing more than those extra few minutes with you, pouring all his love and affection into little kisses to your lips.

Now, I’m also convinced Luke would kiss you “goodbye” and “hello” each time you leave him and return, even if it’s just for a second to get something from another room. This of course includes goodnight and goodmorning kisses, Luke never being able to sleep or properly wake up if he doesn’t get them.

No matter what the scenario is, he will take it. Luke just loves kisses you and he’ll always do it in groups of three, silently telling you I love you🥰

He’s so cute omg

had to come back to post this

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look at how smiley he is!