#c.hart

[carterhartupdates]

I think carter hart is allowed in the us seen new pictures of him in the us so

[hockeygossip]

Just got curious and checked Carter Hart's Instagram page. Nothing new on it. He did lose at least 1k followers. Only. 😑 He's also following new girls. He's charged with rape and he's following new girls. Something is seriously wrong with him.

He doesn’t think he’s going to get in trouble for this and I’m not surprised

[frostbeees]

11.4.23 · postgame

[praeiiza]

Don't touch him!

😤

26-09-2019 PHI : NYR

[bunny-anastasia]

Hi :) do you have any tea on carter hart?

nothing he's done is that interesting in the way y'all want haha, he's just being a normal young hockey guy yk, wheeling. get his snap and he'll ask for nudes if you're into that

[kittyjoestar]

can we just talk about how beautiful this picture is.

[thatsdemko]

16 with Carter Hart please

16. Little one sticking their toes in their mouth.

Just wanna say like carter hart is so pretty and precious I would do anything to protect him and I’m not a flyers fan he’s just so adorable it’s kind of unfair.

Your son sat on the floor with carter, it was just the two of them together for most of the day while you were out with your mom for lunch. Your son was quite and entertainment liking to keep you and carter on your toes with his next move. You had to baby proof everything that could possibly exist in your house due to his misbehavior and wildness.

Your son got up from the floor cautiously walking around and carter followed seeing your son reach for the open box of crayons, the devilish smile on his face and carter grabbed your son, “no,” he said taking him back to the living room putting up the baby gate so your son wouldn’t leave the small space. You hated putting it up, but knowing he was about to cause trouble you had to do what you had to do.

Carter saw the big grin on his sons face when he grabbed his on foot opening his mouth wide and carter watched in confusion just as his toes came close to his mouth carter interfered grabbing his sons foot, “okay no we are not doing that.”

Your son went to try again hearing the door open and he got up onto his feet and carter swiftly picked him up removing the gate, “hi, baby!” You cheered taking your son from carter, “oh you have fun with daddy?”

“Oh we had fun attempting to eat our own toes yes.”

You looked up from your son at carter who smiled nodding his head, “mhm yep he tried to eat his own toes.”

“We have talked about this when we are hungry we do not eat our own body parts.”

“Well he thinks otherwise.”

[puckbabes]

Hart is good in bed. I fucked him a few times during team canada. He loves oral.

[patsisfly]

writing prompt thingy! — 17, Carter!

Prompt: “you’re so cute when you’re drunk.”

It’s midnight and you’ve been asleep for a couple hours. It was a long day and you had another early one tomorrow, so sleep was welcome and came quickly.

So when you’re phone was ringing loudly, it took a couple minutes to realize it wasn’t your 6am alarm, but was actually a call from your boyfriend.

“Carter?” You answer groggily, “are you alright?”

You can tell from the sounds of the call that he’s still at the bar. They had a game tonight and after the win, he asked you to meet them all out but you explained how tired you were and would just see him tomorrow. “Babe! Where are you?”

“I’m home,” you tell him. “Remember I have work tomorrow?” You can tell he’s been having a good night and a good time.

“Oh yeah I forgot,” he says. “I wanna see you can I come over? But none of the guys wanna leave yet. I’m gonna call an uber,” he rambles, voice inflecting in and out, tone changing from conflicted to set in stone.

Despite your sleep deprivation, you let out a small giggle. “Carter, maybe you should just get some sleep.”

He is adamant about coming over though.

The knock on your door twenty minutes later proves as much, and as soon as you open it, he’s hugging you- squeezing you really. “Babe! I missed you,” he exclaims. “Carter,” you choke, “let go I think you’re gonna kill me.” You’re joking of course, and he knows it but loosens his grip anyway. “Ooops, sorryyyy.” Oh my God he really is drunk and happy isn’t he?You take his hand and lead the way to the kitchen. He needs some water. After getting him settled with a water bottle and a snack, you bring him to the bedroom. “Can we go to sleep, I’m tired,” You ask and he agrees. He flops down on your bed dramatically and shuts his eyes, a wide smile across his lips. You can’t help but laugh. “Carter! Your shoes are still on.”He shakes his head, keeping his eyes closed. “Too tired, can’t move.” The humor is clear behind his voice. “You’re so cute when you’re drunk,” you tell him. He shrugs adorably and smiles up at you. “I’m always cute.”You agree. You take off his shoes for him because it’ll be faster this way. And then you go for his jeans too. As you slide the fabric down his thighs, he giggles and squirms. “Carter stay still!” You playfully scold and finally succeed in getting him stripped to his boxers. “You wanna sleep with your shirt on?”His eyes flutter open and meet yours. You raise your eyebrows in anticipation and he shakes his head. “Alright,” you agree, “then take it off. I’m gonna get you another water.”When you return, Carter is snuggled up under your comforter waiting for you. You set the water bottle on the side table and climb in next to him. “I’m glad you came over,” you whisper once you’re settled. “Me too,” he agrees. “It was fun until I remembered that I could be having more fun with you.”When you lift your head to see his face, his cheeks are still red from the alcohol but he’s got the sweetest look in his eyes. “I love you.”

[carterhartupdates]

Carter hart was tranig a cac arena in Edmonton

[hockeygossip]

Ok screw it off anon.

But around the summer I've been hearing some talks about Carter and about the WJC scandal. And I've heard a lot about him VERY possibly being involved and was told to keep a lookout on the news. I didn't take it seriously because it could literally be anyone on the 2018 WJC roster, including him too, but yeah. But I did believe he has an idea who the guilty ones are since hockey guys like to share their sex stories. I think he knew too because the Flyers were trying to trade him. Some guy pointed out that's why he got bland blocker pads, he said Carter definitely knew his time in Philly was done and that's major red flag. He was a starter for the Flyers and got great numbers and the Flyers been having goaltending problems until Carter. So when no teams were willing to trade him it's definitely not because of his play but something else. They pointed out that they haven't extended his contract too which adds to the suspense. Oh boy those guys were right.

I know he's got manwhore reputation here in Philly besides barhopping but the way the girls described their experiences with him definitely does not look good on him. And then you get on the gossip blogs and learn that the things said here are not far off from IRL interactions with him. I thought he just likes to sleep around and get his fill but this whole thing is just vile.

Everything about this is sickening

[fratboyvivimatthews]

Could you do a blurb or imagine with Carter Hart where you aren't dating but you act like a couple and have different ways of saying I love you (have you eaten today, text me when you get home, etc)

you had known carter for as long as you could remember. at first you guys weren’t the closest, surprising, but true. it wasn’t until you ran into his house one day that you clicked. his eyes were wide because a girl, who he knew but didn’t talk to, was standing in his front entry way holding a nerf gun trying to catch her breath. looking up you met his eyes realizing that this in fact wasn’t your house. 

“uh, sorry, wrong house,” you muttered with a forced smile, your hand was on the door ready to leave, but seven year old carter stopped you. 

“you can wait it out in here if you want, i’m sure they’re standing out there waiting for you,” he informed not sure if he did the right thing or not. he didn’t even know if there was a “them” he just wanted to actually talk to you, his neighbor since birth, and finally he had a real chance. 

since that day where ever carter was, you were, and vice versa. glued at the hip, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. flash forward thirteen years to now, still the pair everyone had became accustom to, but with a twist. 

he was a hotshot nhl goalie, and you had the role of struggling college student, glamorous? no who likes school? but being close to your best friend? oh that’s priceless. so that’s how you were, best friends. well that’s what you guys called it. 

nolan and travis liked to call you an old married couple. their reasoning, “you’re always checking in on each other. why don’t you just start dating already? you already act like it.” your cheeks flushed the same color as you cup of alcohol and you didn’t know what to do. 

of course you found your best friend attractive in many aspects, but you weren’t willing to let go of your friendship for that. “so we check in on each other, big deal. don’t you guys do the same with you friends?” you shot back before taking a long sip of your drink. 

“not like you guys.” and that’s were the conversation ended. not to be thought about until weeks later. 

the flyers were on a roadie, a long one at that. one where carter wasn’t getting much defense. so there you were thumbs flying over your keyboard as you thought of what to say to him. 

y/n: hey bud there wasn’t much you could do, don’t be too hard on yourself:/

carter: i didn’t cover the post and they scored. all my fault actually

sighing you didn’t know what to do or say. of course he was going to be like this, it was something you had grown to know. 

y/n: okay fine, just please text me when you land. gotta make sure you get home safe:( 

carter: will do, y/n/n get some sleep, you need it. you have a test tomorrow. 

quick you text him back saying you would, and that you’d talk to him in the morning, but as you tried to close your eyes and sleep you couldn’t stop thinking about him. about how much you clearly cared for each other. 

so taking a deep breath you pulled up your messages once more, typing those three words out, knowing you couldn’t sleep unless you told him. also knowing he would know what you meant. 

y/n: i love you. 

carter: i love you too. talk about it when i take you to lunch tomorrow? 

y/n: it’s a date 

you fell asleep with a smile on your face, of course you both knew you loved each other before, saying it in countless different ways, but it was finally out there. after years of waiting, and you couldn’t be happier about it, even if you had a test in the morning, nothing was gonna ruin your happy feeling. nothing. 

[captain-mcdavid]

can you please do #7 with Nolan or Carter Hart?

“is it weird that i’m kind of turned on by this?”

You’re distracted from the rerun of Friends that you’re watching when Carter flops down on the couch next to you. He extends his legs, just like you expect him to, tucking his feet under your butt.

You don’t really want to, but it’s common curtesy so you pull some of your blanket off covering Carter’s knees. He hums in response, folding an arm behind his head while he scrolls through something on his phone. Two months with him sped past, and you were surprised at how comfortable you felt with him. There was a lot you still had to learn about each other, but if there was one thing you were sure about, it was that you were utterly smitten with the boy in front of you.

You’re about to turn back to the show when Carter wiggles on the couch, changing positions and effectively jabbing a toe into your side. Jerking away from his touch you’re unable to stifle the high pitched shriek that escapes.

Carter pulls his feet away in shock, and he looks scared when he meets your gaze, like he’s worried he might have hurt you, but then it quickly fades to amusement. “What was that?” He asks.

“Nothing,” You fire back, frightened by the devious tinge his tone holds.

Furrowing his eyebrows like he doesn’t believe you, he lifts his foot again, and you try to dodge it but he’s too fast. His toes dig into your side again and you laugh uncontrollably, pushing his feet away from you.

He’s not done yet though, and you cower away from him when he rises onto his knees, grabbing onto your ankle to yank you towards him. Your attempts at self defence are no match for his strength. Within seconds he’s straddling you, your arms pinned, and his free hand poking at your stomach and ribs.

“Carter!” You squeal, wiggling around underneath him, and he’s laughing almost as hard as you are at this point. You want him to stop because you can’t really breathe, but at the same time you really want him to keep going. “Oh- shi- oh my god,” You pant, trying to breath in between laughs. “Cart- Carter!” You manage, “I can’t breathe,”

He lets up for a minute and stops tickling you, but he keeps your arms pinned, looking down at you with a shit eating grin. He looks so dominant, and all you can think about is him fucking you in this exact same position. You’d tell him exactly that too, except you’ve only been together for two months and the sex hasn’t really gotten to the point where you’re discussing kinks or fetishes yet.

Carter must see the switch flip somewhere because he cocks an eyebrow at you, watching while you pant underneath him. “What?” He asks.

You study his features before swallowing your pride and taking the first step. “Is it weird that I’m kind of turned on by this?” You blurt out.

“Uh,” He tries to stammer out a response and you arch your back under him. “By me tickling you?”

You nod, biting your lip. Throughout the conversation he’s kept you locked in the same position, still hovering overtop of you and holding you so you can’t move. You don’t know why, but something about being constricted like this, his hand roaming all over you, has you extremely horny all of the sudden.

“You just- holding me like this,” You try to explain, but you feel kind of embarrassed with the way he’s looking at you. “I don’t know you’re just touching me all over and like it’s, I don’t know-“

Carter senses your discomfort, and pokes a finger into your side to get you to shut up, leaning down to kiss you immediately after. He presses his forehead to yours, your open mouths barely touching. Carters hand around your wrists tightens and you surprise yourself with the groan that slips out.

“Fuck,” He murmurs, raising up to look you over while you whine underneath him. You try your best to raise your hips, looking for friction and Carter watches, eyes darkening. “What do you want me to do?”

“Literally anything you want,” It’s not supposed to sound desperate, but it comes out as more of a plea. “I’m all yours,”

The smirk that covers his face at your words is probably one of the sexiest things you’ve ever seen. “Oh hell yeah.”

[praeiiza]

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@/hockeygrapher

[bunny-anastasia]

i hear only bad things abt carter hart?? do you have any input???? it’s so surprising he just seems so so kind

nice guy but will want pictures most likely haha. you may or may not be into that !

[kittyjoestar]

carter hart really just said “don’t @ me”