#s.knight

[thatsdemko]

Okay but the fact that no one has ever posted this photo is sad because look at it 🥺🥰

[eichgoal]

vs Wisconsin(10.11.19)

[fratboyvivimatthews]

family affair

the blurb nobody asked for, but I've been thinking about this since three this morning. shout out to minny thunderstorms, couldn’t have done it without you. also can we talk about how adorable this is? 

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your body was tangled up with spencer’s, having fallen asleep on his side of the bed during the movie night you were supposed to be having. that left you in the difficult position you found yourself in now. slowly you tried to push yourself up from his chest, and sneak out of his arms without waking him up. once successful you creeped out of his room and down to the kitchen for the glass of water you woke up for. 

while walking you could hear the wind whipping, and the rain as it hit hard against the side of the knight’s house. not only that but the lightening looked it like belonged in a night club because of how often it was flashing. the loud clap of thunder caused you to jump, and a shiver run down your spine. once in the kitchen you were quick to get your water, and booked it back up to spencer’s room wanting nothing more than to feel his arms wrapped tightly around your waist. 

it wasn’t that you were scared of thunderstorms, it’s just this one was a lot worse than the ones you’d grown accustom too. plus if you woke up in the middle of the night it was almost impossible to fall back asleep, the flashing of the lightening to bright even through the currents of the window. so you raced back up to his room, carefully shutting the door behind you. 

it wasn’t until you looked up from the floor did you see spencer sitting up against his headboard. “i didn’t wake you up did i?” you asked voice small against the sound of the pouring rain and thunder. 

spencer shook his head, “no love, you didn’t. now come on, it’s cold without you.” your cheeks flushed as you padded across his room and climbed into his bed once more. “did the storm wake you up y/n/n?” he asked once you settled in next to him head on his chest as you tried to fall back asleep. 

“no, just on my own,” you answered falling quiet after that. the storm raged on, and the sound of the thunder was loud drowning out the sound of the recorded hockey game playing off of the tv. groaning you rolled away from spencer, back onto your side trying to find away to fall asleep. only to have his arms wrap around your waist and pull you back on top of him. 

“you’re scared, aren’t you love?” spencer whispered, one of his hands coming up to push your hair back, the other lightly drawing shapes on the skin underneath his tee shirt you were wearing. sheepishly you nodded your head, eyes glancing up to meet his blue ones. “don’t worry love, i’m right okay? nothing bad can happen when you’re with me right?” 

you mumbled a soft right against the tan skin of his chest, florida had some good qualities, making spencer tan being one of them. “i just can’t sleep spence,” you muttered letting your eyelids shut, “it’s not that i’m really scared it’s just that-”

“you’re really scared,” spencer smiled cutting you off. you huffed out of frustration, as he held you close to him. “it’s nothing to be ashamed of babe, i get scared sometimes too, you know that.” you nodded your head to agree with him. 

as you went to speak, the sound of the door opening caused to stop. you looked up from spencer’s chest to see hannah standing there, the families dog barging through making a run for spencer’s bed. “spence, y/n/n, can i sleep in here?” she asked quietly, the storm clearly waking her up and leaving her scared. 

“of course han,” you nodded from your place of comfort. 

“you can sleep on y/n’s side since she’s on top of me,” spencer added as his youngest sister closed the door behind her. you narrowed your eyes at him before slapping his chest. “ouch that hurt,” he whined with a teasing smile.

your eyes rolled, too exhausted to put up with the goalie boy, who suddenly found energy. when you felt his left arm pull away from your waist your heart sank, “hey what are you doing?” your hand held on to his wrist, in efforts to keep it in it’s place. 

he smiled down at you, “i’m just gonna hold on to hannah, until she falls back asleep. is that okay with you y/n/n?” with red cheeks you nodded your head eyes, willing yourself to try to find sleep again. only the lightening, and the door opening once more stopped you from it. this time it was claire who stood in the door way. she was quick to close the door and walk around spencer’s bed, climbing into her now fast asleep sister. 

“i went to go steal the dog from han’s room, but she wasn’t there,” she explained to you and spencer. “so i knew she’d be in with you guys since she wasn’t with me and i was sca-” 

“it’s okay c, of course you can stay in here,” spencer said, sleep evident in his voice. the night he was finally supposed to get some sleep was being taken over by three of his favorite girls. “you guys can always come sleep in here, you know that.” 

claire nodded with a smile, and you couldn’t help the one that pulled on your tired face. “i mean i don’t like sharing my cuddle bug, but i guess i’m okay with it,” you slurred sleep starting to take over your body as it did everyone else's. 

“okay you’re exhausted y/n/n, it’s time you went back to sleep,” spencer stated before pressing a loving kiss to your forehead, “you too claire. i love you guys.” once claire said her piece and had fallen asleep it was just you and spencer left. “i love you y/n/n,” he whispered into your ear. 

“spence you should be sleeping,” you scolded thinking he had fallen asleep seconds after claire did, “but i love you too.” 

“i can’t go to sleep until i know my favorite girl is sleeping, you know that love.” and just like that you were out like a light, not even noticing the flashing going on outside, just focused on spencer’s words and his heartbeat. 

when lily went to tell you and spencer breakfast was ready she found a sight worthy of a picture. you were still asleep on top of spencer, only instead of having both your arms wrapped around his waist, one of them was draped across hannah and claire’s backs. so after snapping the picture, she carefully closed the door letting the four of you continued to sleep since you didn’t get much during the night. 

[boeswhore]

bruises → s.knight

prompt: y/n has bruises and cuts on her from her abusive boyfriend and spencer his her best friend and worries about her and confronts her.

13. “im worried about you.”

16. “are you hurt? “no.” “then why are there bruises all over your face?”

*lowercase intended*

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i wince as i cover up the last bruise with foundation although it really didn’t do much difference. the bruises were still visible. i had enough with daniel today and broke up with him and it didn’t end very well but at least we were over.

i look down at my phone and see spencers message. “im coming over. i sigh, as i try reapplying the foundation and concealer again trying to cover up the bruises and black eye but it was no use. still the same results but a little bit better.

i hear the front door open i quickly go lay in bed, placing the blanket over my face. the footsteps enter my room and i hear spencer sigh. “y/n you’re awake stop lying.” he says and i pout uncovering myself.

“im worried for you y/n.” spencer starts and i look away. “why?” i ask and he looks at me in disbelief. “why don’t you tell me y/n?”

i ignore his question and begin playing with my fingers. “are you hurt?” “no” “then why are there bruises all over your face?” he questions and i sigh.

“it’s nothing spence, don’t worry about it.” i mumble and he scoffs. “heck no, you’re telling me right now. who do i have to murder?” he says and feel tears beginning to form. i open my arms towards him and he smiles sadly, pulling me into him. “talk to me love.”

“it was daniel, i broke up with him because he was being so abusive.” i sob and spencer tightens his grip around me. “don’t cry y/n, it’s over now. im gonna kill him.” he says getting up but i pull him back down.

“no please don’t. just lay here with me.” i whisper and he nods, pulling me into him. “he won’t ever hurt you again, no one will. im here.”

[kdacher]

Hi! I missed your writing but I get junior year is stressful, I’m gonna be a senior too:) Can you write a imagine with 24 and 25 pls?:)

24. “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad”

25. “You’re mine, I don’t share”

“Damn Girl, you’re thick.” One football player announced as he squeezed your ass, which was hugged in your Levi jeans. You turned quickly to see who it was but he had already run off with his buddies. The only person you could see was an angry Spencer who was leaning against the wall chatting to the boys, watching the whole thing take place. Spencer walked over to you slamming his cup on the table.

“Where’d he go,” Spencer demanded.

“He went outside.” Some random guy yelled back

Spencer began to storm outside and you followed him, grabbing his muscular arm just before he reached for the door handle. He turned and glared at you but you didn’t let go.

“What are you going to do.” You snapped. At this point, his blood was boiling and his fists were clenched.

“Y/n, let go!” He demanded but that just made you tighten your grip.

“NO!” You screeched and Spencer basically pried your hand off his arm then rushed out the door.

——

The next time you saw Spencer was in the bathroom ten minutes later with a hand cut to pieces.

“ I can’t even believe you right now. Like are you dumb, you have a big game tomorrow and now look at this mess.” You ranted as you placed his hand under the cool running tap water.

“Relax y/n, it’s not my catching hand.” He reassured but you were not impressed.

“I told you not to go but you didn’t listen to me, infect you never listen to me. It was all under control but noooo you had to play the hero.” You hissed unscrewing the rubbing alcohol and throwing your hands up in the air.

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.” He chuckled.

You placed the rubbing alcohol on his beat-up knuckle causing him to squeal and squirm.

“Wow you’re not the big ole tuff guy anymore are you?” You mocked while wrapping his hand in a bandage. “Why did you do it anyway?” You questioned him as he stood up

“Because y/n, you’re mine, I don’t share.” He grinned wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Did you at least win.” You smirked

“I didn’t just win y/n, I kicked his ass.” He winked as you both went back down to the party.

[kittyjoestar]

Trevor seems so chaotic and funny/loud and spencer seems so chill and kinda quiet I can only imagine what goes on when they hangout

trevor screeching and spencer watching with a blank expression on his face

[justahockeylover]

come to brazil - s.knight

authors note // okay so, ‘all my friends’ part two is still in the works, but i want to make it up to y’all with this goalie boy imagine! (not gonna lie, i might like spencer a lot little more than jack oop-) also, thank you so much for all the love on amf, it means so so much to me! this imagine is based off of this song, and it’s for all my foreign girls! i wasn’t born in america, so finding reader inserts for someone who looks like me is hard, so i’m making it easier for other gals like me :)

warning: underage drinking??

word count: 1477

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The party was boring, then without warning

Saw something foreign walk through the door

You didn’t even want to come, but your newfound friend Alex said you just had to. Alex and you met in LA a month or two ago, while you were at UCLA filling some paperwork out for the new school year. Once he found out that you actually lived in Michigan, he decided that you and him just had to party together also. I mean, you are going to a school that’s basically known for their partying.

“So, whose party is this?”

You looked at Alex, who was focusing on the road while rolling his eyes.

“Y/N/N, I’ve told you a thousand times, it’s Jack’s party. He’s the one who got drafted first overall.”

Alex didn’t know (partly because he never asked), but you knew quite a lot about hockey. Obviously you knew who Jack was, but you let him think you didn’t just because it was a lot to explain.

The two of you finally made it to Jack’s house, and there were already tons of cars lined up out front. You suddenly got nervous, you had never met any of these people before. What if you made a bad first impression?

“Y/N, calm down,” he rested a hand on your shoulder, “everyone’s gonna love you, don’t worry about it.”

You nodded, getting out of the car and walking over to Alex’s side. Alex moved to cross the yard, you walking right next to his side, while saying hello to a majority of the people standing outside. He opened the door and let you in first, closing it behind the two of you.

“I’m going to go get a drink, you want anything?”

He spoke with a raised voice, the music making it hard to make conversation.

“Sure, I can just come with you though,” he gave you his hand so you didn’t get lost weaving through the large amount of teenagers.

While walking though, you came across the man himself, Jack. Alex left you to introduce yourself, asking what you wanted before going to get drinks for the two of you.

“I’m Y/N,” you extended your hand, expecting him to shake it. He surprised you by grabbing it and pulling you into a hug.

“Any friend of Turcs is a friend of mine, welcome to my party Y/N,” he let you go, smiling down at you.

“Thanks, Jack. It means a lot,” You smiled back at him, searching for Alex.

“You might have to wait a while before you get your drink, though,” he laughed, pointing to Alex, who was just getting started in a game of beer pong.

“Oh boy,” you smiled at him before excusing yourself to go get your drink, assuming Alex would be there for a while.

As you walked to the kitchen, you felt someone’s stare on you. You turned to scan the room, searching for whoever was looking at you, expecting to find Alex’s eyes, but you only met a pair of ocean blue eyes.

You easily recognized him as Spencer Knight, goalie for the U18 team this past season, not to mention a total cutie. To his left was a pretty blonde, talking his ear off, while his eyes were trained on you. He noticed you caught him and looked away, blushing. You giggled, continuing your journey to get a drink from the kitchen. You were pouring you drink when you heard footsteps behind you.

“Hey.”

You turned around, face to fact with Spencer, who was so much prettier up close.

“Oh hey, you’re… Spencer, right?”

He nodded, and went to pour his own drink, making conversation with you while doing so, “That’s me, and you’re…”

“I’m Y/N,” you smiled at him, and he did the same.

“So, who did you come with? I haven’t see you at one of Jack’s parties before,” he sipped his drink, making eye contact with you.

“Alex, actually. I met him in LA, and he wanted me to meet his friends,” you saw his face fall a little, “but we’re not together or anything, he just ran into me at a Starbucks one day. Literally I had coffee on my clothes for the rest of the day.”

Spencer laughed, the noise sounding like music to your ears, “Sounds like something Turcs would do. Go to Cali for dev camp and spill coffee on a pretty girl.”

You blushed, which wasn’t something that happened too often.

“Anyway, Alex was telling us that you’re actually (Asian/Hispanic/etc).”

You quickly nodded, “Yeah, all of my mom and/or dad’s side is from there.”

“That’s so cool. You know, I could tell that you were different from all the other girls here when I first saw you.”

You raised an eyebrow, “Oh yeah? How so?”

“Well first of all, your tan isn’t fake,” you shared a laugh, “not like that’s a bad thing, but it’s a nice change from the girls I usually talk to.”

“Oh? And you talk to a lot of other girls?”

You asked the question with raised eyebrows, curious to see what he says.

“Well, it’s more like they talk and I listen,” he shyly smiles, “I don’t talk much, so I just let them do most of the talking.”

You nodded, “I can see that. The blonde you were sitting next to doesn’t look so happy that you’re talking to me though.”

You tilted your head in the direction of the girl, Spencer’s eyes flashing to look at her for a second and then back at you.

“You’re not going to go back to her? I don’t think I’m that interesting,” you shrug your shoulders.

“Oh trust me, anything is more interesting than Miranda. She’s been telling me about how her parents won’t let her use their credit card to buy shoes anymore.”

“Yikes, that’s a tough situation. I’m so sorry for her.”

He laughed, smiling and tilting his head back. You swear he had the prettiest smile on the earth.

“Wanna go out back? It’s pretty nice outside.”

He held out his hand, as Alex had earlier, and you took it. You made it to the backyard after navigating your way through the crowd, finding it empty. He sits and a bench and you follow, sitting dangerously close to him so that your thighs touch.

He looks at you and smiles, before continuing the conversation, “So, I’m gonna guess that you don’t follow hockey, right?”

“I’ve played since I could walk, so I’ll let you guess,” you laughed at his confused expression.

“No way, Alex didn’t mention you played. And that’s usually the first thing he asks.”

Shrugging your shoulders, you replied, “Well, he forgot to ask me. But I’ve let him think I’m clueless this entire time. Only because I knew he would ask a ton of questions if he knew.”

“Yeah, he does that. But it’s cool that you’re so chill, even though you know who we are,” he rubs the back of his neck nervously, moving a little closer to you.

You move to lean your head on his shoulder, shivering slightly. He put his arm around your shoulders, attempting to warm you up a little.

“Spencer you might be a hockey superstar, but you’re still a regular person. And that comes first. Anyone who thinks otherwise doesn’t matter. You deserve to be treated normally, just like everyone else in the world.”

He smiles at you, and you look at him with something you can only describe as heart-eyes.

“Listen Y/N, I really like you, and I just wanted to know if you’d want to go out sometime? It’s fine if you don’t, I just-“

You cut him off by answering, “I’d love to, Spence.”

“And I think that it’s really cool you’re foreign and I— Wait what? You said yes?”

He looked down at you, smiling. You swear you felt your heart speed up.

“Yeah, but I leave for LA in a week or two, so we’ll have to figure something out.”

He leans down to whisper in your ear, “Well, I just might come to LA then.”

You two look at each other, leaning in, but you hear Alex calling for you.

“Y/N come be my new partner for beer pong! Trevor sucks at it!”

You and Spencer laughed, before getting off the bench and walking back towards the house. He hands you his phone.

“Can I get your number? It might be easier than communicating through Turcs.”

You nod, taking the phone and typing your number in, putting your name as ‘foreign love <3’. You hand him his phone back, seeing him smile as he looks at it.

“Wanna come cheer me on? I think I’m pretty good at beer pong.”

He takes your hand and leads you back inside, smiling back at you.

And God, what you wouldn’t give to see that smile for the rest of your life.

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second imagine: done ✔️

y’all i am trying so hard to finish the second part to ‘all my friends’ right now. it’s like 1700+ words, but i think i’ll just leave it like that. i’ve read imagines with 5000+ words, so that’s nothing. anyway, that should be put tomorrow!

[kittyjoestar]

kaapo is the 😐 emoji

NHL Draft

[thatsdemko]

Thatsdemko ntdp masterlist

I’ve wrote a lot of ntdp imagines so I felt like making a masterlist of all my ntdp works!(These are only imagines blurbs/HC’s did not make the cut sorry!) this will be updates regularly and most likely tagged with all my ntdp imagines works moving forward!

Trevor Zegras

Christmas miracle

Mistakes

Like you do

Scrunchy for a sweatshirt

Promposal

Marshall Warren

Together

Always

Alex Turcotte

Do you remember?

Los Angeles

Golden

Sweatshirt

One thing

Out of my league

A love like ours?

With you

Be you

Be okay

Won’t let you walk away

Case McCarthy

Somebody to you

Sex (2)

Ask you out

Jealous

Jack Hughes

Cuddles

Be there for you

Blind date

Make you wait (2) (3) (4)

Up north

Idiot

Overcomer

Break free

GIRL

What’s best for you (1) (2) (3)

Cole Caufield

Mutual

Number neighbor

Treat you better

Spencer Knight

Waves

Here to help

Get better

Cam York

Cali boy (2)

Johnny Beecher

Set up

Northern Michigan

Owen Lindmark

Falling

Thanksgiving

Dom Fensore

What a feeling

Patrick Moynihan

More

Honorary mentions:

Joel Farabee

Open

Dalton Norris

Family friend (2)

Ryder Donovan

Fine line

Forever

Family

You’re the one that I want

Quinn Hughes

Leave me to dry

[eichgoal]

SHUTOUT FOR SPENCER! USA defeated Sweden 6-0!

[fratboyvivimatthews]

I. AM. IN. LOVE. REGINA.

ABSOLUTELY. IN. LOVE.

pink - spencer knight

requested: yes! // I need something to cheer me up so imagine lowkey dating spence buy you guys haven’t told your families yet (his mom knows somethings up though, the boy is clearly smitten). when he asks if you can come to the draft its obvs but she lets you think she’s convinced by the “just friends” story. But then later, after everything, you find time alone and you congratulate spencer on everything and you guys are kissing in some dark hallway only to be broken apart by his mom going “so just friends?”

words: 1916 but it feels like so much more jesus

“Are you ready?” You ask, poking your head out of the bathroom while you put your earrings on. Spencer stood in front of the mirror in the bedroom fixing his tie. You had to leave for Rogers Arena in about twenty minutes, so it was time to start wrapping everything up and start heading for the draft.

“Yeah, yeah, I think so,” Spencer says, and he turns to face you. His jaw immediately falls slack as his eyes rake up and down your body, taking in your attire for the night before they finally settle on your eyes. “Do you know how hard it’s gonna be for me to keep my hands to myself tonight?”

You can feel your cheeks flush, and you bite your lip to prevent a smile from breaking out on your face. You turn back into the bathroom so Spencer can’t see the lock on your face. “Contain yourself, Knight,” You tease, knowing you hadn’t told anyone about your relationship yet. You reach for the light pink lipstick Spencer adores on you and you apply it. He walks into the bathroom, his suit jacket on completing his outfit, and he stands behind you. “Can I help you?”

“You look beautiful, that’s all,” He smiles placing his hands on your hips, his eyes meeting yours in the mirror. You place the lipstick back down on the bathroom countertop and lean back into Spencer’s chest.

“To be fair, it’ll be hard for me to keep my hands to myself too,” You say and reach your hand up to cup his cheek before leaning up to press your lips to the underside of his jaw. Spencer breaths out a sigh of content. “I’m proud of you, Spence,” You murmur, and Spencer turns you around in his arms. He goes to lean down and kiss you, but his phone begins to ring causing him to draw away.

“It’s my mom,” He grumbles and answers the phone. You take this as your opportunity to go and get your shoes on; a pair of silver heels that go with your navy dress perfectly. They also gave you a few inches more, which was perfect with Spence being as tall as he is.

“You ready, gorgeous? Mom wants to head out now, they’re all in the lobby,” Spencer says walking into your bedroom. After insisting you two had to share a room - being “best friends” and all - Lilly insisted there at least be two beds in the room. Didn’t mean you had to use both, though.

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” You give him a reassuring smile, grabbing both of his hands when he’s standing right in front of you. “What about you, goalie boy? You ready to find out what city is lucky enough to snag you?”

Spencer smiles widely. “As ready as I’ll ever be,” He echoes back to you, and he leans down to finally press his lips to yours. “I’m just glad I’ll have you by my side through it all.”

“Trust me, love, I’m not going anywhere,” Your thumb runs over his knuckles and you give him one last smile before releasing your hold on his hands. “Okay, let’s go before your family gets more suspicious than they already are.”

When you get to Rogers Arena there are people everywhere: boys your age talking amongst one another, professional looking men hurrying through the concourse, and families taking photos and conversing before having to head to their seats. Everything then begins to hit you right then and there. Spencer was finally getting drafted. Tonight was the night you two had waited two years for and it was finally here.

“Y/N, do you wanna sit with my parents, Hannah and Claire or do you wanna come with me to see the boys?” Spencer asks, and he doesn’t have to flat out ask you; you can see it in his eyes he’s begging for you to come with him.

“Yeah, sure,” You say, and you can see the soft little smirk Lilly is sending you that causes your cheeks to turn pink.

“Take care of her, Spencer, don’t let anything happen to her,” Lilly points at her eldest sternly, and Spencer smiles the million dollar smile that could melt any girl’s heart. Yours obviously included.

“Never let that happen,” He’s turned to look at you, but you’re facing straight forward, your eyes locked with Lilly’s. You’re biting your lip to prevent the smile, but that only eggs Spencer on as he scans over your blushing face. Part of him is wondering what he did to get the beautiful girl standing next to him - his best friend - and the other doesn’t want to question it at all and just accepts it gratefully. “Okay, let’s go,” Spencer’s hand on your back finally snaps you out of it, and the two of you are walking towards god knows where.

You end up meeting up with pretty much all the boys projected to go in the first round: Alex, Trevor, Cole, Bobby, Matt, and of course Jack. When the time finally comes, you wish all the boys good luck, and you’re heading towards where your seats for the night would be. With your hand clutched in Spencer’s, you can tell the nerves are really starting to get to him.

“Spence,” You say softly, and he glances over at you. “Love, I promise everything will be okay. You’ve proven yourself to the best of your ability and any team that passes up on you is so incredibly stupid it isn’t even funny. You’ve got this, love, and the team that drafts you has got the best one there is.”

You’ve stopped walking now. You’re standing in the middle of the concourse, Spencer’s face cupped in your hands forcing his blue eyes to look down into yours. His hands are squeezing your hips which finally settles the shakiness of his hands. “Have I ever told you how much I love you?”

Those three words still make your heart race. “Maybe once or twice,” You tease and lean up to press a kiss to his lips.

Back at your seats you’re sat the farthest away from Spencer on the other side of Hannah. Lilly and Chris are sat on either side of their son, which was expected. You weren’t thinking you’d be sitting next to him anyway; this was for his family, not you.

Finally, the draft goes underway. You’re sneaking glances at Spencer every now and then, mouthing ‘I love yous’, anything that could potentially calm his nerves.

Jack, like expected, goes first overall, and soon it seems like the teams have begun to realize how special the development program boys are, and they’re slowly getting picked off one by one. Jack goes to the Devils, Alex to the Kings, Trevor to the Ducks, Matthew to the Wild, Cam to the Flyers, and that’s when Florida finally takes the stage. Literally.

And that’s when it finally comes. “From the United States development program: Spencer Knight.” It’s like slow motion. You can barely even hear the words coming from the GM’s mouth, but along with all of the other Knights you rise at the sound of Spencer’s name.

Slowly, but surely, Spencer hugs his parents, then both his sisters, and then you. “I am so proud of you, Spencer Knight,” You whisper into his ear as you rest your head on his shoulder. His arms around you tighten around your waist.

“I love you,” He says quickly before he’s releasing you from his hold and whisked away down to the floor. Tears well up in your eyes watching your best friend and boyfriend finally live out his dream.

“Are you okay?” Lilly asks you, and you laugh quietly at yourself for the pathetic moment.

“Yeah, I just can’t believe it finally happened,” You laugh. “The past two years we’ve been waiting for this moment knowing it would come eventually, and now that it did, I have no words. It doesn’t feel real.”

You wipe away the tears that are falling from your eyes as Spencer crosses the stage, shaking hands with each member of the Florida Panthers management. He then finally gets back to center stage and slips the red and yellow sweater over his head, completing the look with the baseball cap.

Hannah grabs your hand. You know it’ll be tough for her big brother being gone all the time now, and you give her hand a reassuring squeeze. And then he’s gone, and going through post-draft protocol.

A few minutes pass, and you’re finally able to head backstage to see Spencer. It’s hard though; watching him get his photos taken in the new jersey and not the team USA or Boston College. Watching him do interviews knowing this is officially his team, and Sunrise, Florida will soon be his home. It’s all too bittersweet.

Finally, though, you’re all in the lounge room for families and their draftee son. Spencer hugs his family again, and then finally gets to you. This hug lasts so much more longer than the one back in the seats, his arms around you so much tighter as you rock back and forth.

“I’m so, so proud of you,” You whisper, squeezing your eyes shut to prevent yourself from crying again.

“You and me against the world, got that?” He asks, pulling back to look at your face. His thumbs wipe at the few tears that have made their way down your cheeks.

“Got it,” You smile to the best of your ability, your hands resting on top of his.

You end up with Jack, Alex, and Cole talking with them and Spencer about what the future brings. Jack hopes to make the Devils straight out of development camp, Cole wants to go to Wisconsin, Alex is gonna strive to make the Kings roster, and Spencer still wants to attend Boston College in the fall. That was your plan, after all. When the conversations start to die out is when Spencer grabs your hand as is tugging you out to the hallway.

“Spencer, what’re you-“ You begin to ask, but he’s quick to cut you off as he presses his lips to yours to shut you up.

“I’ve been waiting so long to do that,” He pulls away briefly to say, but his lips are right back on yours.

Your hands lock around the back of his neck, your fingers toying at the little hairs sticking out of the back of his hat. His hands are resting on your lower back, his lips moving harshly against yours.

And then you hear someone clear their throat.

Startled, you pull away from Spencer, and of course Lilly is standing right there, a smirk on her face. “So, ‘just friends?’” She asks, her arms crossing over her chest.

“Surprise?” Spencer chuckles, and Lilly can only give you two a smile.

“I had a feeling,” She teases, and you can’t help but smile at the boy towering over you. “But make sure you wipe that lipstick off, Spencer.”

You look at his lips, and sure enough your pink lipstick has transferred all over is own lips. You giggle and start to wipe at it.

“Don’t be out here for two long, okay?” Lilly sighs and the two of you nod. She heads back into the lounge, and Spencer waits until the door closes behind his mother to speak.

“Absolutely no promises,” He whispers before leaning back down to kiss you again.

[boeswhore]

with or without you → s.knight

prompt: y/n is having a baby and spencer thinks it’s going to come in between his career and that him and the reader are too young which results him in walking out of her life for good.

1. “i think we should break up.”

44. “im keeping the baby, with or without you.”

*lowercase intended*

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my hands shake, as i look down at the the pregnancy test in my hand. it comes out positive and i feel myself starting to go numb. “no, no.” i mumble to myself, tearing up.

what’s spencer gonna say?

the first thought that rushed in my head. i pace back and forth in the bathroom, trying to calm down as my breathing begins to falter. spencer is going to be so mad. we are only 18.

i hear the front door open and i turn on the faucet and wash my face. “babe? im home.” spencers voice rings throughout the house. i make my way out of the bathroom and to the living room. he places his hockey bag down and smiles. “hey baby.” he grins walking over to me but his smile slowly disappears once he sees my eyes.

“hey, are you crying?” he asks softly and i shake my head. “no spence, just tired.” i reply and he scoffs. “bullshit y/n, what’s wrong?” he says taking my face in his hands.

i close my eyes, letting the tears flow down again. this is going to be a win/lose situation and right now i really hope it’s a win. i take a deep breath and spencer wipes away my tears with the pad of his thumb. “shh, tell me what’s wrong love?” he questions and i shake my head. “i can’t.” i whisper and his worry grows. “yes you can, you can tell me babe.” i nod and let out another deep breath.

“im pregnant.” i blurt out and spencer looks at me in shock. “you- you’re what?” he asks and i repeat myself. “there’s no way you can be pregnant. you can’t have a baby, we’re too young y/n!” spencer says in disbelief.

“i know we’re young spence and that’s why im so scared.” i sob and spencer shakes his head. “im sorry y/n, but im not dealing with this. how am i supposed to take care of a baby, i have a career to worry about! im not gonna be home for half of it, i just got drafted y/n!” spencer says and i state at him in disbelief.

“spence it’s not about you only, im the one who has a baby growing in my stomach for crying out loud! imagine how i feel? we are supposed to do this together!” i say and he shakes his head.

“no- no this is all your fault y/n!” spencer spits causing me to get annoyed. “how is it my fucking fault? i didn’t want to be pregnant spencer, i didn’t ask for this. im so scared. do you even imagine how i feel?” i ask and he scoffs.

“im not doing this.” spencer says placing his head in his hands. the tears start flowing down again. i knew it, i knew he was going to be mad.

“i think we should break up.” spencer blurts out and my eyes widen.

“what the fuck? you’re just gonna leave me alone when you are the part reason who caused this? what’s wrong with you?” i cry and he stares at me in annoyance. “not my baby, not my problem.”

“you know what? fine. leave. just get the fuck out of my house.” spencer looks at me, taken back at my change in emotion. “im keeping the baby, with or without you.”

“have fun with that.” spencer says, venom laced on his words and i roll my eyes. “get the fuck out spencer.” i spit pushing him out and throwing his bag and keys out with him. “don’t you dare ever fucking text me or bother to show your face to me ever again you douche.” i say, slamming the door shut behind me.

i don’t need him, me and my baby will be fine without him.

[kdacher]

#9 with spencer

9. “Where do you think you're going.”

“Spenceee pleaaaseee.” You groaned

It had been two days since you had broken your ankle making it hard for you to do anything alone and at this instant, all you wanted was ice cream. Your boyfriend Spencer had left about twenty minutes earlier to supposedly get you ice cream but instead, he came back with his own.

“Oh y/n, isn’t ice cream so good, don’t you wish you could have some” he teased

You attempted to snatch his ice cream but his goalie reflexes were too good causing you to tumble onto the floor.

“Too slow.” Spencer laughed as he licked the top of his ice cream.

“You know what Spence.” You jumped back up on to your one good foot, hobbled over to your crutches, and began making your way to your door. Spencer followed you down the stairs and to the kitchen where you grabbed your mom’s car keys.

“Where do you think you're going?” Spencer questioned

“Since you didn’t get me ice cream like you said you were going to, I’m just going to get it myself!”

Spencer began laughing hysterically, which pissed you off.

“You really think you’re funny Spence?”

“Yeah, yeah I do. I actually got you ice cream I just wanted to see your reaction when I had one and you didn’t. Y/n your are such a child.” He chuckled

You were so excited you ran ripped the freezer open to find no ice cream.

“Uh, Spence, where’d you put it.”

“Oh, it's in the car.”

“You do realize its 86 degrees out right?”

The smirk left his face and he raced out the door causing you to follow him into the warm summer air to get the cold chocolate treat. Spencer opened the car door and pulled out a dish full of a soupy brown liquid.

“Oops.” Spencer giggled pouring the melted ice cream on the ground. “ I may have left it in the car for too long.”

“Wow Spence, aren’t you a genius. Now you officially owe me ice cream.”

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Fun fact: i googled what 30 degrees celsius was in fahrenheit 

[kittyjoestar]

I want Spence to take me from behind, grab my hair, pull me up so I’m flush with his chest, and tell me all the things he plans on doing to me

i want my man to do this holy fuck

[justahockeylover]

hi yes, I’m back!! things have been hectic I’ve just started at a new school and am still getting situated but in the mean time, send requests!! I need something to keep me busy and I love writing for you guys! preferably any ntdp boy but if there’s someone else I can figure something out haha I love you guys!!

[thatsdemko]

Idiot-J.Hughes

Requested: yes|no

“You’re one of the boys sisters and you’ve been dating Jack for awhile, but his exes make you really self conscious bc you don’t really look like them... at parties you see him with them and you get upset so your brother goes over and tells him....”

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You sat on your phone in jacks bed scrolling through one of his ex girlfriends instagrams and you couldn’t help but see how beautiful she was. She had everything you didn’t have. She had a beautiful body, beautiful clear skin, long blonde hair, and the popularity. You had none of that. You were a Knight, that’s all that you had on your side. You were Spencer’s sister and the only way you got close with Jack was through your brother. Spencer was no fan of Jack with you, he only knew how his past relationships were and was afraid you would be treated like an other compared to his ex girlfriends.

“Hey,” jack came out of his bathroom from being in the shower and you were laying in his bed on your phone scrolling through the pictures, you looked up at jack with a fake smile and then back at the pretty blonde girls on your phone. They had everything you never did, and it bothered you so much. Spencer could be right that you were just being used to help jack get over the two very beautiful girls, but you didn’t know what love was like because you were never shown it until jack.

“What are you doing?” He asked dropping his towels on the floor throwing on a shirt and then deciding to lay down next to you on his bed and you turned off your phone, “nothing much was just waiting for you.” You sighed running your hands through your hair propping yourself up in his bed and turning to face him, “you’re going to the get together, right?”

“Yeah, Spence is driving me there—“

“But I wanted to drive you there.” He whined wrapping his arms around you pulling you into him and you just laughed closing your eyes for a moment, “I’m asking Spencer if I can take you.”

“He might say no but go ahead.”

—

You arrived with jack and immediately he was talking with one of his ex girlfriends, you were not surprised she was ten times more perfect and beautiful than the pictures, but of course she was and it made you feel really insecure about yourself.

So there you sat for hours nearly by yourself bored out of your mind because your own boyfriend wasn’t talking with you.

“What’s going on, sis?” Spencer sat down beside you on the couch and you shrugged, “well my boyfriend won’t talk to me and clearly is still in love with his ex girlfriend, so a pitty party I guess.” You sighed barely even making any eye contact with Jack the whole night, you were starting to think saying yes to Jack was a mistake.

“What? He broke up with her because she was controlling to him and was rude, I don’t think he would go back to her, y/n. Don’t think like that.” Spencer got up off the couch going over to Patrick asking for him to get jacks attention and once he did jack wished he never laid eyes on his goalie seeing the upset and a disappointed look displayed all over his face.

“What’s up?” Jack hardly even wanted to ask once he made his way over to Spencer and he pointed at you who sat there practically having a staring with the wall, “you want to date my sister, I say yes, you want ignore my sister and it’s like you’re asking me to kick your ass. So you either get it together and talk with her or you tell my sister goodbye. Clean up your act, hughes.”

“What?” Jack asked half surpsied, he barely made eye contact with you the whole night and when he did he saw how lonely and sad you were sitting all by yourself while everyone else had their own company.

“My sister is upset because you’re not spending time with her. Change that.” Spencer spat walking away now heading into the kitchen to say a few words with you and then jack came strolling in a few minutes later sitting down across from you.

“Hey,” He whispered reaching out for your hand across the table when you retracted it putting your hands into your lap and he nodded his head, “I understand,” he said and you sighed crossing your arms over your chest watching his ex girlfriend come over to you both and you muttered some words to yourself that jack couldn’t make out, but it was not worth repeating.

“Are you going to go play some beer pong, Jack?”

“Uh no I’m going to stay with my girlfriend for the rest of the night.” Jack offered a fake smile and she nodded her head turning away, while she turned she gave you a disgusting look and you just rolled your eyes letting out an annoyed sigh, “what?”

“I want to go home, can you take me home?” You said annoyed and jack nodded his head getting up and you got quicker than ever making your way out of the house not even allowing jack to say his goodbyes because he had to run to keep up with you to his car.

“Y/n, what’s wrong—“

“Just fucking take me home.” You tried opening the car door feeling tears threaten to spill, you weren’t asking for jack to have seen the look on her face, but you were in slightly hoping he knew why you were in a mad rush to get out.

“Okay,” jack got into the drivers seat backing out of the driveway, instead of taking a left like he would to go to your house he took a right heading to his subdivision. You didn’t even look at him the whole time or even plug your phone into aux, you both just sat there in silence only listening to the noise of the blinker when it was turned on.

“What’s going on?”Jack asked pulling into the driveway of his house putting the car in park and locking the doors so you couldn’t leave just yet.

“I just want to go home—“

“I’m not letting you go home mad, y/n. That’s not what we do.” He hissed and you groaned shaking your head, “for a knight you sure don’t have Spencer’s calmness—“

“Well maybe your ex girlfriend does and you should get back together with her.” You snapped unlocking yourself out of his car getting out slamming the door behind you and jack got out quickly locking the door after him following you into his house.

“I don’t want to get back together with her.” Jack said following you into his kitchen where Luke was sitting eating a midnight snack, “you sure did spend a lot of the night with her.” You turned to face him and he took off his hat running his fingers through his hair, “I was—Luke, can you leave? This as an adult conversation.” Jack pointed between you both and the boy got up, “doesn’t seem so adult if you made the mistake of talking to your ex.” He whispered and you pointed at Luke, “thank you!” You exclaimed and jack just shook his head resting his hands on his hips, “that’s unfair.”

“How so? He doesn’t talk to his ex girlfriends when he’s got a girlfriend.” You challenged stepping closer to him and jack smirked, “that’s because he’s never had a girlfriend.”

“How do you know?”

“Shut up and kiss me.” Jack smiled and you did what he said pressing your lips hard against his feeling his hands roam your back, “I’m an idiot.”

“Glad you admit it.” You whispered running your hand down his chest, “big idiot.”

“Still true.” You laughed resting your head on his chest wrapping your arms around him and he wrapped his around you, “I love you, and only you.”

“I love you too.”