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He’s so perfect😻

i don't know i feel weird my legs are shaking WHAT

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Girlhood is watching replays of hockey games while working night shifts

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Today I learned what lb means. It means live blogging. How did I not know😭

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Y’all I just an an epiphany last night.

I always thought Seamus Casey looked familiar. That he looked like someone but I couldn’t figure out who….

Well….

He looks like Sebastian Croft who plays Ben Hope in Heartstopper!

Twins???

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The Oilers are my first love, they have a special place in my heart. But the Canucks are the love of my life and I really wanted them to win tonight.

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FUCKKKK

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2nd intermission. I wonder how Quinn Hughes is doing right now

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this blog hates donald trump

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Me right before leaving the door for class:

multi-tasker

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Face card never declines🫡

When security won’t let you in, pull up your headshot to show them you are a player tonight in Vegas

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If Quinn woke me up with kisses every morning I’d actually get up early🥺

Congrats on 1 year✨✨✨ can I request 🧁”Smooching them all over the face, because that’s the only thing that gets them to wake up” with quinnifer

quinnifer!!

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quinn stirred slightly, opening his eyes slowly. the light streamed in from the windows, shining on the side of your face as he turned to face you.

he smiled before leaning over and kissing you forehead, “baby, wake up.”

you didn’t stir in the slightest, still fast asleep. he tried again but he was left with the same answer, you sleeping peacefully against the pillows.

after awhile, quinn sighed quietly and moved so he was closer to your face, starting to leave little kisses all over your face. you blinked your eyes open, staring over at him, "quinny?"

"g'morning baby." he grinned, leaving a few more kisses across your forehead.

"hi." you mumbled, buryign your head into his chest.

he chuckled, "we gotta get up."

"don't wanna."

"i know you don't want to but we have to."

you looked up at him and pouted, "five more minutes?"

"fine."

"and a kiss?"

"i suppose i'll allow it," he grinned and kissed you

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I got this calendar from Walmart today cause 2025 is (hopefully) gonna be my year

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LUKÁŠ DOSTÁL Postgame | October 12, 2024

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Ghosts and Glances

Pairing: Seamus Casey x Reader

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, social anxiety, mild language

Summary: It’s the weekend of Halloween and the last place Y/N wants to be is at a crowded college party. But when her best friend insists, she steps out of her comfort zone for one night. Y/N soon finds herself unexpectedly face-to-face with Seamus Casey, the charming guy she’s secretly admired all semester. As the night unfolds Y/N might just discover that some chances—and some people—are worth taking a risk for.

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The neon lights in the dorm cast a surprising, cold blue glow across the crowded space. You didn’t come to parties; they just weren’t your thing. But somehow, your roommate and best friend Mia had convinced you.

Earlier this morning

“Come on, please, Y/N?” she begged at the dining table, giving you her best puppy-dog eyes over her coffee cup. “It’s gonna be a fun night. Plus, you need to, you know, live a little.”

You rolled your eyes playfully. “But I am living,” you protested.

She pouted again. “Yeah, but you need to live some more. It’s not enough. Plus, you never know what you’re missing if you don’t go.”

You scoffed. “Super loud music, sticky floors, obnoxious drunk people, and the risk of getting my drink spiked? No thank you.”

She laughed. “Oh please. When you’re drunk enough those things won’t matter, I promise. And as long as you keep your drink with you at all times, you’ll be safe.”

You give her a small smile. “Whatever you say.”

She pretends to sigh. “God, you’re so serious. You need to loosen up a little before you turn into stone. You won’t regret going, and if you do, we can always head out. And” she begins, now smirking. “You’ll finally get a chance to talk to your man.”

You are left in shock. You stand there for a second with your mouth hanging open, and your cheeks turning a deep shade of red. “Mia, I swear to god I am going to kill you.”

“I’d love to see you try,” she teases.

“Plus, he doesn’t know I exist anyway. And he won’t want to talk to me. He’s way too cool and out of my league.”

“My god, Y/N. Don’t say that. You’re never gonna know if you don’t try. And you got nothing to worry about. You’re so smart and you have the biggest heart. And you’re really hot too.” She pretends to check you out.

You smile, but you’re still not convinced. “But I’m not really his type…”

“Sure, but you are unique and beautiful and unapologetically you. You stand out from the rest. Believe me, he’s missing out on a lot.”

You stop for a moment and think about it. Even though you didn’t go to parties, you did enjoy and spending time with Mia. And what was the harm in experiencing at least one college Halloween party?

“Okay, fine.” You had finally caved.

Mia threw her arms around you, pulling you into a hug. “Yay! My little baby Y/N at her first ever Halloween party! Damn you’re growing up so fast.”

You roll your eyes again. “Shut up. But promise me we still get to leave if I’m not having fun.”

“Fine. But just so you know, I might not stick to my promise.”

“Fuck you, bitch.” You lightly push her off of you and the two of you head out the door for your Friday morning math class.

Now here you were, dressed up in your angel costume. You and Mia had matching costumes and of course she was dressed as a devil. You stood there nervously clutching your plastic cup, which was filled with a so-called poisoned apple cider. With how horrendous it tasted; you wouldn’t be surprised if it was filled with actual poison. You glanced to the other side of the room, where Mia was with a crowd of people doing Jello shots. Sadly, you proved yourself right, you weren’t enjoying yourself and you just wanted to go home. Unfortunately, it didn’t seem like you’d be going home for another hour at least.

Your eyes continued to wander around the room, and that’s when you saw him.

Seamus Casey. He was dressed as a vampire.

It had started with passing glances in the hallway between classes. You’d lock eyes a couple of times but never exchange anything more than a small smile. Yet he was charming, always effortlessly at ease as he’d toss his books in his locker with that confident, slightly cocky grin that made your heart do backflips every time.

Tonight, he still looked so good, even if he wore a long black cape, fangs, and some fake blood. That boyish smile you’d come to know from a distance was still the same. Except now, he was much closer, and not surrounded by his usual group of friends.

Before you could dwell on it, Mia magically reappeared behind you, a mischievous grin plastered on her face.

“Boo,” she whispered in your ear as she placed her cold hands on your shoulders.

You jumped slightly, not expecting her to return.

“Holy shit, you scared me. Please never do that again.”

“No promises.” She moves so that she’s now beside you. “This is perfect. Seamus is here, and he’s alone. This is your only chance! This is a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence.”

“Mia, stop,” you protested, though the idea sounded tempting. “He doesn’t even know I exist.”

“Girl, please, just trust me, he does. I have literally seen you eye fuck each other a million times” Mia smirked, giving you a gentle nudge. “Go say hi!” She vanished again into the crowd.

Your heart pounded, but your best friend’s buzz of energy was contagious. With the power of Mia’s words and the alcohol you managed to forcefully swallow, you took a deep breath and stepped forward, closing the distance between you and your longtime crush.

At first, you thought maybe he hadn’t noticed you. But as you got closer, he turned, those bright brown eyes meeting yours. And for a second, it was only the two of you in this world.

“Hey,” he said, his voice warm and casual, a little smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth. “I didn’t know you’d be here.”

You blinked, heart hammering. “Um… yeah. I’m Y/N by the way,” you say awkwardly.

He chuckled. “I know.”

So, he did know you existed, and he knew your name too.

“So, not a party person, huh?” Seamus asked, taking a sip from his drink. “I don’t usually come to these things either, but I figured it’d be good to mix it up.”

“Not really. My friend just really wanted me to come.” You smile and glance at Mia, who was now in the middle of the dance floor. “I find these things quite overwhelming.”

He smiled back and nodded in agreement, leaning in slightly. “Tell you what, if you need a change of scenery I’m down. There’s a coffee shop down the street that’s still open.”

Did he just ask you to leave with him?

You couldn’t help yourself as a grin spread across your face, your pulse racing as you nodded. “Let’s go.”

On your way out, you glanced back to find Mia once again, giving you the biggest grin as she mouthed an “I told you so”. You returned it with an even bigger grin and a silent “oh my god” before Seamus took your hand, pulling you gently out of the humid, dark room and out into the quiet, night air.

This night had already turned out to be better than you expected.

The chill of the night air wrapped around you, a refreshing contrast to the thick, heady atmosphere of the dorm party. As you and Seamus strolled toward the coffee shop you felt a thrill of disbelief. The guy you’d admired from afar all semester was here with you, holding your hand.

After a few minutes, Seamus finally broke the silence. "So, what do you usually do on Friday nights if not partying?"

"I’m a big fan of just spending time alone with a book or rewatching my favorite movies. Very boring, I know.”

"Nothing wrong with that," he replied, a grin spreading across his face.

“I’m honestly very surprised that parties aren’t your thing,” you say, smiling back.

He laughed, a warm, reassuring sound in the cool night. "What’s that supposed to mean?”

You pretended to stop think for a second. “I mean look at you. You play hockey. You have a shit ton of friends. What more can I say?”

He smiles again. “Did you just stereotype me?” he asks playfully, pretending to be offended. “I know it doesn’t seem like it, but I love my peace and quiet too.”

As you reached the coffee shop, Seamus held the door open for you, and the scent of roasted coffee beans washed over you. Inside, it was nearly empty- a cozy, dimly lit space with only a few people scattered around, wrapped up in their own quiet conversations. You settled into a booth by the window, and he slid in across from you.

“It’s so weird being here at midnight,” you begin. “And I didn’t think that people would still be drinking coffee right now!”

“Technically, it’s already morning,” he chuckled. “My teammates and I usually come here to sober up before morning skate.” He gives you a small wink.

For the next hour or so, you talked about everything from music tastes to your favorite places around campus. You found that he wasn’t as intimidating as you had thought; in fact, he was funny and quite down-to-earth. With time, the shyness melted away, replaced by an ease you hadn’t expected.

Finally, there was a pause, a comfortable silence settling over the two of you as he took the last sip of his coffee, looking at you thoughtfully. “You know,” he began, setting his empty cup down, “I’ve noticed you in the halls more times than I can count. I just didn’t know how to start a conversation without it being... weird.”

You blinked, surprised. “Really? I thought I was the only one.”

He laughed, reaching across the table to take your hand. “Well, looks like we’re both on the same page”.

As the night wore on, you felt the rush of excitement turn into a quiet, steady warmth. Mia was the one to thank for this. She was right-you did need to live more.

The night ended with the exchanging of phone numbers and a promise to see each other again. As you walked back to your dorm with a quiet smile on your face, you knew that tonight was a night you couldn’t forget.

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So every time I go to Tim Hortons I buy a pack of the hockey cards cause I wanna get Quinn… 5 packs later and still no Quinn :( this feels like I’m trying to have a baby😭

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Why is stretching before a workout so fucking awkward😭

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Am I the only one who feels depressed during Halloween