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[ratatatastic]

local man haunts (me) open practise yet again more news at 11

[almacambiondaughterofsaleos]

Tv Turd Mad That Fan Comic Calls Out Loona For Being A POS

They got mad because a critic made a comic that bashed Loona for being a pos daughter and acting like a general b word. Seriously, they are fragile babies who can't handle that their precious furry isn't a baby who should be coddled but an adult woman who needs to grow up and act nicer. Again nothing can excuse the way she treats everyone, including her own freaking adoptive father who saved her from being thrown to the street. And again she is a hypocrite who says Stolas is doing his best, while never doing the same for her father. Also they are saying the person blew up at critics when the critics were being annoying white knighters who can't take a serious takedown of this annoying, ungrateful mutt. And of course, they think it's wrong to go after Vivziepop and Brandon Rogers because they are above criticism and can do no wrong.

[princesstillyenna]

Anonify the already anon: Hope you’re feeling better *hugs*

GC q(s), if they aren’t too spoilerly:

Are there any members who aren’t currently together that you believe are end game?

Is sweet bby Spence like Tbear where he’ll find his person outside of the GC?

Will Matty find his own nesting partner?

Thanks for the question Anon. I had to uh, not answer it as an ask because I wanted to delete part of it.... :D because it WAS spoilery. Maybe. idk... I. D. K it for sure alluded to a pairing that I haven't confirmed in the GCU yet... but which I might confirm in the next chapter. So, a huge part of the answer here comes down to I DON'T PLAN THIS SHIT. Like, I really really don't. If you go back and read the GC tumblr posts you can see me at the start being like "This is never ever ever going to have mattdrai in it because it is NOT a mattdrai world" and then those fuckers just fucking DID THAT TO ME Jeff and Eric were supposed to be endgame and then REAL LIFE ERIC STAAL RUINED MY PLANS which isn't even the most homophobic thing he's ever done. So I try not to be like "this person is gonna be endgame with this person" because I just can't. They will ruin it for me, I know they will. I'm trying to think if there are any pairings that it could be, and honestly, I don't think there are. We're getting progress on Clouder's romantic life in the next chapter though, I've written loads of that :D I'm a huge fan of sweet baby spence kind of, sorting himself out before he looks outwards, and so is he. He is hundo P in his healing era right now and WE STAN OK. WE FUCKING STAN. BUT... there is progress for sweet baby spence (that's his name now I don't make the rules) which I will share in terms of a snippet at the end here. Also, Matty isn't LOOKING for a nesting partner rn, because he lives with Spencer. And he likes living with Spencer and he likes that Spencer has someone to live with. It's important for both of them. If we could sit Matthew down and explain to him that romantic relationships and platonic relationships actually can function pretty much the same he'd probably realise that right now, as he is, spencer is his nesting partner and he doesn't think he's his FOREVER nesting partner, but he is for sure his right now nesting partner.

Ok, have a little snippet of our two favourite fanfic nerds chatting about writing fanfic:

Makar: But for sure if you need me to have a look over stuff, send it to me! I’m not super good at grammar and things but I can have a look.

Makar: What pairing is it?

Knighter: Oh. It’s gen.

Makar: AH AH HA HA HA HA look at me, so obsessed with shipping my teammates with each other that for a moment I lived in a world where gen fic didn’t exist.

Makar: Is it about you?

Knighter: Uh no. It’s about Sid? Which, omg feels so weird to say. Like, I’ve never spoken to him, I think he’d hate me for it.

Makar: I feel he’d mind less about gen fic than slash stuff, it’s just the slash stuff with geno that upsets him

Makar: But don’t feel bad about writing about people we know lol

Makar: I’ve literally written fic about my boyfriend railing his best friend sooooooooo

Knighter: OMG does he KNOW?

Makar: Yup.

Knighter: Can I be you when I grow up?

[omens-and-more]

Another day another tea blog talking about the same shit

You guys are boring as dog shit

From the haters to the white knighters

Don’t know why I bothered hoping for something different from this blog

…

[shoujoboy-restart]

"the journalist" that's a random woman without a actual profile on the site who probably sent a letter to them and they probably saw how much outrage clicks they could get out of it...but also, yeah, why is this person that exact perfect strawnman you have of climate activist...

that sure is convinient huh?

Is always interesting to me how the mea culpa towards the left works, because of some random person that may not even exist and was made up to create outrage for a bigger pro oil narrative as the source you are using is found to have, suddenly every leftist is a sociopath or whatever negative stereotype of menial negative behaviour, but if we joke about the fact the biggest personalities within the right are a bunch of obvious grifters being paid upwards of 50 million how horrible feminism is only to be caught abusing their wife years later? "Oh no how dare you weaponise such a horrible situation for politics", if we ask why the same dude obcessed with harassing and attacking trans people is also out here saying 16yo getting pregnant "isn't a problem as long they are married" "CANCEL CULTURE"

Can I claim right wingers are all a bunch of false-moralists that scream about sex trafficking and why we need satanic panic to fight against it only to then turn around being exposed left and right from lying about rescuing real life sex traffic survivors that actually rescued themselves to using fucking mediums that blunder rescue mission.

Like damn it sure seems fair to claim the entirety of leftism needs to generalized because of a random article letter online, together with some bizarre sexist implying women are somehow the only ones who have pointless arguements? lolwhile you fuckers rake in money with some covert Mormon propaganda movie made by a man caught in lies and exploitation of sex trafficking victims and villanize anyone who questions him as the true predators.

The entire left is horrible because someone exposed a pedantic and idiotic argument they had with their partner on the internet while a sex trafficking exploiter gets to bank in millions with a bunch of white knighters on his defense to boot, amazing.

journalists

[whatelsecanwedonow]

Hilary, tell Colin what I told you to tell him.

[waggle100]

Svech Do Not Touch Knight!

[goalcaufield]

lips are sealed - alex vlasic

request: ok but the boys tease you and vlassy all the time bc youre obvs into each other and one day they actually catch you guys like making out on the kitchen counter and they freak out bc peoPLE EaT tHEre

word count: 1163

you’re minding your own business, watching trevor and alex play each other in a game of chel, when you feel your phone vibrate on your lap. when you look at the person who texted you, you can’t help but roll your eyes at the fact it’s alex - your boyfriend, who’s sitting right next to you. 

lex<3: meet me upstairs in 5?

y/n<3: how about 3?

lex<3: sounds like a plan princess

you smile down at your phone, but that smile doesn’t last long once you feel alex’s elbow jab into your side. “ow! what was that for, vlasic?” you grumble, your hand going to rub at your skin where alex elbowed you.

“why were you smiling at your phone, huh?” alex gives you a knowing look - you and alex never got a second to yourselves. being jack’s sister and all, having turcotte living with you guys, and being the designated hang out spot, alex was never able to come out and hang out with just you without someone getting suspicious of the two of you. and you didn’t know how jack would react to the news, so you figured you would continue to keep your relationship of two months a secret.

“oh shut up, vlassy. you’re just jealous she’s not smiling because of you,” johnny rolls his eyes, looking up from his phone at the two of you. alex starts to giggle under his breath, because of course you were smiling because of alex. alex didn’t want to say anything out loud in case someone heard, so texting you was the only safe option. 

“what are you talking about beecher?” alex plays it off, his hand grabbing the pillow off the side of the couch and chucking it at johnny. “we’ve been over this. i don’t know why you guys think we like each other.”

trevor pauses him and turcotte’s game and turns to look at you and alex, giving both of you a stern look. “you ‘don’t know why’ we think you guys like each other? come on! you guys are always next to each other. always whispering and giggling. and god, vlasic you really think you’re slick with your arm around y/n in photos? but i’m sure it’s just a coincidence you’re always near her, right?”

“why are you guys only coming at me? y/n’s a part of this too!” your mouth drops open at alex throwing you under the bus. “sorry, y/n/n.”

“yeah, whatever,” you roll your eyes. “i’m going upstairs to get a water bottle, does anyone want anything while i’m up?”

the boys start barking their orders at you, which consist of gatorade, or protein bars, or other various snacks and drinks you guys had in the hughes household. you roll your eyes as you stand up, and catch as spencer nudges alex from the other side.

“go on, vlassy. be a gentleman. don’t make her carry everything back down on her own,” spencer teases alex who lets out a huff.

“you heard the man. let’s go, y/n.”

jack finally looks up from his phone, giving alex a death glare in the process. “are you sure we shouldn’t send someone up there to keep an eye on them? because knighter, i think you’re the perfect candidate for that.” 

you block the boys out as you walk up the stairs of the basement, alex following closely behind you. once you two are out of sight, alex’s hand meets the small of your back. he reaches in front of you to push the basement door open, and you reach behind you to grab his hand.

“god, we’ve never gonna catch a break, are we?” alex mumbles and you giggle softly, looking over your shoulder and shaking your head.

“no lex, we’re not. not until we actually tell them we’re dating, which quite frankly i’m terrified to do so,” you front as the two of you walk into the kitchen. you immediately start grabbing some of the things the boys requested, and once you grab the drinks you place them on the island counter. “are you gonna help me lex?” you quip, looking over your shoulder at your boyfriend as you reach up to grab the box of protein bars. alex looks up from his phone, a goofy smile on his face.

“i don’t think i’m gonna be that much help, princess,” he laughs, which only gets louder when he watches you try to reach up to grab the box.

“lex, i can’t reach it,” you grumble. “you’re literally going to have to help me.”

alex stops forward, one of his arms snaking around your waist and the other one extending up to the top shelf to grab it, his tall figure towering over your. but once alex places it on the counter, he dips his head and uses his hand to brush the hair away from your neck allowing his lips to kiss your skin.

“alex,” his name passes through your lips as a whisper and you lean your head to the side to allow him better access. his lips barely graze your skin but it’s enough to give you butterflies. “we have to be careful.”

alex hums against your skin affirmatively, but his hands meet your hips and turn you around so you’re facing him. alex then dips his head to kiss you, his hands sliding from your hips down to your thighs as you moan softly against his lips. it had felt like forever since you had properly been able to kiss him - a kiss that wasn’t just a quick peck on the lips after he conveniently “forgotten” something at your house.

alex mumbles a, “jump.” against your lips and you do so, alex then lifting you onto the counter top while his lips continue to move against yours. one of his large hands travels up the shirt you have on, fingertips brushing over the elastic band of your sports bra making your breath hitch in your chest. 

you wrap your legs around alex’s waist to bring his body as close to you as you possibly could right as alex’s other hand spreads across your back to pull you into his body. you pull away for a moment to catch your breath, “are you sure we can’t go upstairs?”

alex giggles, his head falling into your neck to nip at the skin. “no, princess. we can’t. something tells me your brothers wouldn’t exactly enjoy it if they found us in the same bed together.”

you groan, but alex silences it when his lips meet yours once more, him biting your lower lip just enough to ease a small moan from you.

and at the worst possible moment too.

“what the fuck.” 

immediately, alex pulls away from your lips and you’re straightening your t-shirt out, staring at the entryway of the kitchen where jack, alex, spencer, johnny, and trevor are all standing with their mouths dropped open.

“we can explain.” 

[fratboyvivimatthews]

heart stops beating - spencer knight

a/n: here is something that was supposed to be under a 1,000 words. but it’s 9,129....

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as soon as spencer pulled into the driveway of his childhood home your eyes took in the appearance it now took on. it looked much different than the pictures from the summer seeing as snow was littered around the house and completely covered the yard. “spence you really didn’t have to bring me home with you,” you finally spoke, head turning to look over at the goalie. you’d only been dating for three months so you figured it was a long shot that he’d take you home with him over the winter break bc had right now. “i’m sure you parents aren’t too thrilled that you’re bringing me.” 

spencer scoffed while he killed the car’s engine, “are you kidding me right now y/n/n? sure you’ve met my parents for like five minutes after one of my games but they already love you. in fact they suggested i bring you home so you could meet the girls, and get to know you better.” you could feel your cheeks heat up as you looked down to your lap. spencer’s hand grabbed yours causing you to look back up at him. “and of course i’m not opposed to that,” he smiled over at you. 

you smiled right back up at him, “and i’m not either so thank you spence.” he pressed a quick kiss against your lips and you couldn’t stop smiling as he pulled away from you. 

“come on we better get inside before the welcoming party comes out here,” he commented while finally leaning over to open his car door. “don’t worry about your bag right now either, i’ll come out and get them later.” nodding your head you stayed seated waiting to see spencer’s lanky frame jog around the front of the car to open the door for you. when he pulled it open he was smiling down at you, “y/n/n.” he offered his hand out for you to grab, which of course you did allowing him to help pull your out from the car. 

as soon as you were standing up next to him spencer had you pulled into his side while starting to lead to towards the front door of the house. “okay you need to be careful because the-” 

before he could get another word out you had already slipped and fell down on to icy blacktop, pulling him down on top of you. “it’s icy?” you asked while smiling up at him. 

“yeah it gets really icy in the winter, and you’re a klutz,” spencer teased while he stared down at you. his hands now on both sides of your head. your eyes rolled as your smile slowly turned into a grin. 

“you’re the big bad hockey player knighter, you should’ve stayed on your feet,” you quipped, eyes staring up into his. giggling as his clear blue eyes rolled at your words. “shouldn’t let a little lacrosse player cause you to fall down.” pushing himself up spencer offered you his hand which you gladly took, careful not to fall victim to the same patch of ice again. 

his arms went back to rest around your waist once he made sure you were standing up right. “well i hate to break it to you y/n/n but i’ve already fallen because of you, and i have a feeling i will be for a very long time.” his confession caused your cheeks to turn a bright red and it wasn’t because of how embarrassed you were that you had fallen. no it was because spencer knight was doing what he did best, and that was sweeping you off your feet. 

you both fell silent as you walked up the porch steps before coming face to face with the knight’s front door. “do i need to knock?” you asked, turning over your shoulder to stare up at him. hand already in a balled fist ready to knock against the white door. 

spencer shook his head while laughing at you, reaching around your body for the handle. “sweetheart you don’t need to knock, you can walk right in. you can always walk right in y/n/n,” he then explained to you while gently pushing you in the doorway by the small of your back. 

you weren’t even in the entrance for more than five seconds before you heard a voice yell, one that you figured was the youngest knight. “spencer and y/n are here!” after the voice came the sound of feet hitting against the carpeted floors, and then came the blond head full of hair barrling right towards the both of you. only instead of running right to your boyfriend, hannah ran right into you. her arms wrapping around your waist and yours going over her shoulders. “hi y/n/n, it’s so nice to finally get to meet you. spencer’s told us so much about you,” she gushed, her words all meshing together with excitement. 

you couldn’t help the smile that grew on your face because of what she had just said. your e/c looking behind you to find spencer’s face a blushing mess. “hannah, you weren’t supposed to say that,” he mumbled under his breath. watching as his younger sister finally unlatched herself from you, only to wrap him up in a hug. 

“whoops?” she smiled, looking back over to you with a nervous laugh. shrugging your shoulders you leaned over to pull off your boots. “come on spence it’s not a bad thing,” hannah added while looking up at her big brother. 

standing up straight once more you nodded your head, “it’s cute spence.” his cheeks dusted even redder as you smiled up at him, his arms letting go of hannah once you turned your attention back to her. “i hope he tells you guys good things about me.” 

hannah nodded her head before she started to walk down the hallway wanting you and spencer to follow her, “it’s all good things, i promise.” you felt a sigh of relief wash over you after she says it right before she leads you into the kitchen where lilly’s standing. ready to start making dinner. the same one she called asked you about to make sure that you liked it. 

“like there’s anything bad to say about you y/n/n,” spencer whispers into your ear as he slides up behind you once more. “you’re crazy if you think i could ever say anything bad about you sweetheart.” rolling your eyes you nudged his abdomen with your elbow, wanting him to stop giving you compliments. before you could say anything else you watched as lilly turned away from hannah and looked over at the both of you. a wide smile took place on her face as she glanced at the two of you, at how close you were, and how her six foot three son was practically hanging off of you. his arms permanently glued around your waist, but hey you weren’t complaining. 

wiping her hands on her apron that she was wearing she walked over to you with a smile. “oh y/n, honey it’s so good to see you again!” 

“it’s good to see you too mrs- lilly.” you felt your cheeks heat up once more as you caught yourself from saying mrs. knight which she refused that you called her. “how have you been?” you then asked while trying to pry away spencer’s arms so you could give his awaiting mother a hug. 

only when they wouldn’t budge from around your waist lilly sent him a pointed look. “spencer knight let go of her, i want a proper hug. from the both of you,” lilly scolded and then finally he let go of your waist. scared to see what his mother would do if he hadn’t. “mhm that’s what i thought,” she sassed while eyeing up spencer. her arms open wide for you to hug her. “if he ever causes you any trouble y/n, just drop my name and he’ll run for the hills. never wants to disappoint his mama,” she whispered into your ear before you pulled away from her.

laughing you looked back over your shoulder to steal a glance at him, “so he is a big mama’s boy.” lilly’s eyes got wide as she smiled over at you, nodding her head. at the same time spencer was biting his lip as his cheeks flushed red, quick to pull his mother into a hug. “don’t let anything this boy says fool you honey, spencer’s always been a mama’s boy.” 

“mom stop,” spencer whined as you tried your hardest not to laugh at him. his arms completely engulfed his mom, head dipping down to whisper something into her ear. when he stood up straight again her blue eyes glanced over to you before looking back up at him and slightly nodding his head. feeling a little out of place you rocked up on to the balls of your feet before landing back on your heels, eyes glancing around the light colored kitchen. drawn to all of the natural light that was flooding the space. spencer pulled away from his mom, his arms resting back in there normal place around waist before his lips pressed against your ear. “don’t worry, one day i’ll tell you what i said to her, sound good to you?” he asked, and you could tell by how he was smiling against your skin that it was a good thing. 

“sounds great to me,” you answered, head tilting back to get a good look at him. pressing a quick kiss against the underside of his jaw. spencer’s blue eyes seemed to light up after you agreed with him, then fluttering closed as he pressed a kiss against your forehead. when they opened again he was met with your smiling face, and his mirrored yours instantly. 

“hi y/n/n,” he cooed pressing one more kiss against your forehead. 

giggling you answered him, “hi spence.” the entire time lilly was watching the two of you, and it was safe to say she was falling in love with the both of you. only she had to be the one to break up the moment because she had to make dinner, and one of you were going to be helping her. 

clearing her throat she smiled at the both of you, and instantly spencer knew what she wanted. “i’ll help you make dinner mom,” he suggested, his arms loosening around your waist as he was ready to pull away from yours. 

only you shook your head to disagree with him, “no bubby i can do it.” spencer’s eyes went wide as he glanced back down towards you and not looking over at his mother. 

“are you sure?” he asked, not knowing if he should let you make dinner since you were the guest or if he should let you so you got to spend time with his mom. 

nodding your head you hummed, “i’m sure spencey.” spencer smiled at you before finally letting go of your waist, his eyes then glancing over to lilly. the look on her face said it all to him, and to you too. she was absolutely melting with everything single thing the two of you did. what you didn’t know was that lilly was already in full belief of what spencer had whispered to her, and she’d already promised herself that she’d make sure it happens. 

“i think your father’s in the living room watching a game with the girls,” she then informed as she handed an apron to you. just so you didn’t end up spilling on the avon jacket you had loaned from spencer. well not loaned, more like taken over from spencer. it’s not that he minded though, he thought all of his clothes looked better on you anyways. 

spencer frowned, “why can’t i just stay here with you guys? sit at the island and talk with my favorite girls.” your cheeks flushed red at you worked on putting the apron on, tying the string and trying your hardest not to look at either of them since they had seen you blush too many times already today. 

“you better hope the girls don’t hear the you replaced them,” lilly smiled while glancing over at you. she always knew someone would come in and take that place from them, and she was thanking god that it was you. “now shoo, go find them. i want to spend time with y/n, without you here to distract her.” 

you laughed because it was the truth, spencer would just be a big distraction to you both and when. hearing him sigh you turned around and saw the pout on his face. “come on bubs don’t be a big baby about it, it’ll only be an hour and then you can sit right next to me at dinner okay?” 

only his eyes shot downwards as he shook his head, “no you won’t. i promised the girls you could sit next to them tonight.” sighing you couldn’t help but smile at him, cupping both of his cheeks so he was forced to look at you. 

“oh you’ll be fine spencer,” lilly called while leaning back against the counter. “now go, we need to finish dinner and you’re distracting y/n already.” 

sighing spencer nodded his head in your hands, “looks like i’m being kicked out of the cool kids club.” your rolled your eyes at the dork that was standing in front of you but nonetheless you still smiled up at him. he pressed a kiss against your lips, and once again you couldn’t the wide smile you had while you pressed your lips back against his. 

spencer pulled away from you before walking towards the living room, only stopping to turn around and look back at you. his mouth opened to say something, only nothing came out and he smiled back at you. one that reached his eyes. your eyes then glanced over to lilly who had a knowing look on her face, one that was lost on you. “uh, did i miss something?” you breathed, not quite sure what was going on anymore. 

“spencer did you have anything to say?” his mother answered, and when she shook his head her smile faltered only for a second, “well then go find your sisters we have work to do.” with that you watched his tall frame disappear from your line of sight causing you to turn and look back to his mom. “so where were we?” 

smiling you slid up next to her, “cooking dinner?” 

lilly nodded her head while laughing at you. “yes that too dear, but i’m trying to think of what i don’t know about you. spencer’s told us all so much about you that it seems like we already know everything there is to know,” she explained and you could feel your smile even more so. “you’re from duck north carolina right?” you could tell she wanted to laugh at the name but you loved duck and being able to be right along the ocean. 

“yeah, it’s four hundred people strong,” you informed while starting to stir the sauce in the pan. “i’m sure spence already told you guys this but we live right along the ocean. a lot of people just go there as tourists but it’s home and i love it. hopefully this summer when spencer comes home with me you guys can make a trip down too. our house has more than enough space for all of you guys to stay there.” 

the blond was nodding her head to show she was following along to everything that you were saying, even though her attention was on tossing the caesar salad. “he in fact did tell us that, but he never told us what your parents do. if you don’t mind me asking it must be something that makes a lot of money seeing as you guys live right on the coast.” 

“i don’t mind at all lilly,” you interjected with a kind smile. your eyes looking towards the chicken to make sure it was cooking all the way through instead of stirring the sauce. “my dad’s a general surgeon, and my mom’s a lawyer. she graduated from bc law even though she could’ve gone to harvard or yale.” 

lilly looked over at you with wide eyes, “you must come from a smart family.” your shoulders shrugged as your cheeks flushed red once more realizing that you shouldn’t have said anything about your family. “i’m guess it was because of her that you chose bc then?” 

you shook your head to disagree, all while turning the burner off for the chicken before carefully pouring it into the saucepan. “i mean kind of,” you started to explain, shooting a glance over at her before going back to mixing in the chicken. “you see my mom picked bc because her parents live in boston, they still do actually! i go see them on the weekends, anyways i picked bc because of my grandparents and because of how good they are at lacrosse. they recruited me to play for them when i was fifteen. i also just love boston so that’s why i picked bc.” 

“that’s really nice that you get to see your grandparents on the weekends, i’m sure that they enjoy it y/n/n,” lilly complemented. “now spencer’s told that he’s met your grandparents and that they’re wonderful people so it’s very obvious where you get it from.” as she spoke lilly knocked her hip with yours as she passed you and walked to put the now made salad on the table. “it was very sweet of you to invite him to your guys dinner, i remember him texting me and saying that he was nervous to meet them since they mean so much to you.” after lilly had exposed her son you could feel your heartbeat race, knowing that this was your boy and he was all yours. 

you could also feel your smile grow in size as she kept rambling on about that night. “oh really? i didn’t know that he was that nervous. i just didn’t want to cancel plans on him so i asked if it was okay if they came to dinner with us, and of course he said it was. so long story short they came to dinner with us, and later that night i got a text from my grandma and grandpa saying to not let him go because he’s a keeper.”

an awe left lilly’s lips as she turned around to smile over at you. “no they didn’t,” she argued even though it wasn’t hard to believe, but she was just so proud of her son and the way they had raised him. with a smile you nodded your head as she slid back next to you to help you get the pasta in a bowl, and then the sauce in another. “now you play lacrosse, and clearly you’re quite good if you were recruited at fifteen.” 

as your cheeks flushed red you tried to bury your face in the top of her apron because you didn’t know what to say to that. “well uh - i dunno - i uh, no? i don’t-” 

“stop!” it was spencer’s voice and it had you turning to look over the entry to the kitchen and there he was, the rest of his family in tow behind him. his arms snaked back around your waist with chin coming to rest down on your shoulder. “don’t listen to her mom, she’s a liar.” 

a scoff left your mouth as you turned your face to shoot him a look, “i am not.” 

right away spencer’s brows raised as he nodded his head. “uh, yes you are. you just tried lying to my mom and saying you were bad at lacrosse, which you are not y/n/n. in fact she’s very good mom, so good that she won player of the year how many times was it y/n?” you just shook your head not giving him any help what’s so ever. “well it was three times, oh and player of the year includes the whole state of north carolina thank you very much.” 

“spencer,” you whined while leaning back into his arms, “stop. there’s no need to brag about it. it’s not big deal.” you could see the gears turning in his head, ready to protest that it was in fact a huge deal. before he could speak anymore your eyes shot over to the middle child with a wide smile, “hi you must be claire, i’m y/n and if i could i would shake your hand, or give you a hug but i’m a bit tied up right now as you can see.” 

you heard spencer whine into your ear, making sure you could feel him pout against your skin. “not, nice.” rolling your eyes you couldn’t help but smile, pressing a kiss against his cheek. “okay that’s better,” he hummed before holding on to you tighter. 

claire couldn’t help but shoot her brother a look, “is he okay? he’s never like this?” 

both lilly and chris turned their attention to the two of you. “claire leave them alone, you know you think they’re cute,” lilly replied while taking your guys side. 

“i mean i guess,” she sighed while smiling over at the two of you. “and hi y/n/n it’s nice to meet you. from our facetime calls with spencer we’ve heard that you spent all summer abroad all over europe.” 

you couldn’t help the sigh that left your lips, one of pure bliss at this amazing boy who was latched on to you as tight as he could be without hurting you. “you told them i spent the summer abroad?” you asked with a sweet smile, seeing as that was the first thing you had told him the two of you first met when you guys had met in september in your calc four class. well besides introducing yourselves. 

his head nodded up and down against your shoulder, curls brushing against the side of your head as he did so. “of course y/n/n. it was the second thing you said to me besides ‘if you call me y/f/n i’ll kill you’. don’t worry i didn’t tell them about that though,” he mumbled into the skin of your neck. “but i’m sure it’ll come up later tonight at some point,” he smiled while finally pulling himself away from your body. 

“oh great,” you stated, voice so monotone that it didn’t sound anything like you. your eyes then turned to look at both claire and hannah seeing as the table was now all set up for dinner and everyone was ready to eat. “so i hear i’m your guys for the night,” you smiled all while pulling your apron off and setting it down next to lilly’s. “will you show me to our seats please?” both nodded their head while walking over towards the table and sure enough on one side there were three chairs and only one on the opposite side. at the ends there was one chair each for lilly and chris to sit in. 

“you’re in the middle y/n/n,” hannah exclaimed before sitting down in her seat to the left of you claire sitting down on the right. however, before you could pull out your chair spencer was pulling it out for you, and waited for you to sit down in it. 

when you were seated he pushed it in too before walking around the table and seating himself. “thank you spencey,” you grinned, and you really wanted to be able to hold his hand and have him sitting next to you. not that you didn’t like the girls, of course you did, you just wish you had your favorite boy sitting next to you, not across from you. once he sat down across from you he was smiling over at you instantly and you could feel yours grow in size. after everyone was finally seated, spencer, the plates of food had started to get passed around so the six of you could dish up your plates. 

“so y/n spencer here tells us that you play lacrosse, do you enjoy it?” chris asked before going to take a bite out of his salad. 

you nodded your head before speaking, “i do. growing up i played soccer, lacrosse, softball, anything to keep me active really. i know how to surf too, but lacrosse was always something i knew i wanted to do in college.” chris nodded his head along with you before you glanced over to claire, “you play too right?” the blonds face lit up as she smiled over at you. “spence told me that you do. what do you play, mid i’m guessing?” 

“i take all our draws,” claire answered while smiling into her cup. you quick shot spence a glance from across the table, thankful that he was so family centered and willing to give you key talking points for his family. “are you a mid to y/n/n?” 

you hummed since your mouth was now full of noodles. once you swallowed you continued, “i am. i used to take all the draws when i played in high school, the only time i didn’t was when i was on the bench or they’d move me to attack if we really needed a goal.” 

“do they have you playing attack or mid at bc?” lilly asked, genuinely interested in everything about you. call it a mothers hunch but she knew that you’d be around for awhile. 

“well right now they have me playing full time mid at practices, but they said it might change when season actually comes around,” you explained while looking to your left at her. “something about wanting to keep the opposing teams on their toes since almost everyone in D1 lacrosse knows about me and how i play, so i totally get where they’re coming from.” 

everyone nodded to agree with you, and when you turned to look back down at your plate you caught a glimpse of spencer. it was impossible not to, seeing as his eyes were already on you, his head resting against his right hand. “y/n, do you have any siblings?” hannah then asked you, your whole body turning to give the youngest member of the knight family your full attention. you nodded your head seeing she was ready to ask you another question about them. “how old are they?” 

biting your lip your tried to think of just how old your older brother was, and how old your older sister was. “well i think grayson’s twenty-six now, he’s at med school to become a surgeon so i don’t get to see him that much anymore. he’s the one who taught me how to surf actually, but my sister addison, addie, is uh - twenty-three i’m pretty sure. you guys would love addie, she’s your perfect image of the golden girl, not that it’s a bad thing. you remind me a lot of her actually claire,” you smiled while glancing back over to the girl on your right before taking another fork full of pasta. 

“wait, so does that mean you’re the baby too?” hannah exclaimed, her smile widening as she did so. once your head nodded up and down with a smile of your own you could see the gears turning in her head. “does that mean you’re the favorite too?” 

now all eyes were on her as her parents both started to come to the rescue saying they loved them all equally. only the looks on spencer and claire’s face gave it away to you that hannah was in fact the favorite. “i’m not actually,” you responded before taking a drink of the water in your glass. “addie is. gray and i are the lone guys out.” 

“wow a middle kid that’s the favorite, must be nice,” claire muttered under her breath and you couldn’t help but smile over at her. when she saw you smiling over at her, her entire demeanor changed and she was smiling once more. “what are you going to school for y/n/n?” 

right away you felt your facial expression drop because you had no idea what you wanted to major in. both of your older siblings were so sure of themselves when they went off to college, and you had no clue. with every single person at the table staring over at you, besides spencer who knew the predicament you were in, you became flustered. “well uh, you see i don’t really know. i have some ideas but i still don’t know, and that kinda worries my parents since both my brother and sister knew what they wanted to do with their lives,” you stated, eyes glancing over all their faces before looking back to spencer. appreciating the way he was giving you an encouraging smile. 

“and what does you sister do now?” chris asked, seeing as you had already given away that information about your brother. 

“addie’s a creative director for a hotel chain,” you explained, eyes looking down to your plate still full of food. “she basically just travels around and makes sure that before the hotels grand opening that they have the right details to them, or something like that.” your voice trailed off as you realized they wanted to hear about you and not your sister’s job. because of that your cheeks flushed red before you started to eat more of your chicken alfredo. 

everyone else remained kind of quiet while taking their time to eat dinner. shifting in your seat you set your silverware down and unbuttoned spencer’s old avon farms jacket before unzipping it and hanging it off the back of your chair, going back to eating until spencer’s voice filled your ears. “is that my quarter zip?” with your still flushed cheeks and a smile now adorning your face you nodded your head because it was his bc quarter zip. the same one that he signed his national letter of intent in. the same one that looked amazing on him, but in his eyes it looked incredible on you. “when did you put that on, you weren’t wearing it this morning y/n/n.” 

shrugging your shoulders you smirked, “this morning when you were putting the bags in the car i swiped it.” a wide smile broke out on his face as he shook his head at you, “and no spence, you’re not getting it back.” laughter filled the air as everyone of the nights laughed along at you, and to them it seemed like you and spencer had been together for years not only a couple of months. 

“how’d you guys meet?” claire blurted out, the question both her and hannah were dying to know since both lilly and chris knew how. “i mean it’s only fair if we get to hear the story too.” both you and spencer shared a look, yours being one of nervousness and spencer’s being a cocky smile. 

your mouth opened to speak only spencer beat you to it seeing as he believed that he had the better version of telling it. “well you see we were both in our calc four class, and i would like to point out i was there before her so no comments about me being late, from any of you guys,” spencer exclaimed while looking around the table his eyes narrowing in on you, “especially you y/n.” you threw your hands up in surrender causing him to smile back over at you getting right back to the story, and allowing you to keep eating dinner. “anyways, somehow there was an open seat next to me and y/n sat down in it. when she did i was like ‘whoa who’s this really pretty girl.’” your eyes rolled as you swung your foot forward to kick his shin underneath the table. 

“spence you did not think that-” 

“yes i did, now as i was saying before i was rudely interrupted,” he interjected, gaining laughs from both of his parents. “she sat down next to me and next thing you know the teacher was calling out for everyone and when he said ‘y/f/n l/n’ i looked over to my right and saw that it was y/n and made a mental note to talk to her after class. only i didn’t have to wait until after class because i got lucky enough that the teacher told us to introduce ourselves to the people around us and before anyone else could snag me up i turned to look at y/n.” 

you smiled down at your hands which were now resting in your lap as you remembered that day in september for the second time that night. “so me being the nice person i am i leaned over to her and went, ‘hi i’m spencer knight, it’s nice to meet you y/f-’ and before i could get her full name out she could me off. what did you say y/n/n, it sounds so much better coming from you than me.” 

sighing you looked right up at spencer before looking around the table as you said, “‘if you call me y/f/n i’ll kill you.’” laughter rang throughout the dining room once more as you sat there with your arms now crossed over your chest as spencer gave you sweet smile, one that you couldn’t stay mad at. “for the record i would like all of you to know that i actually thought he was cute when i sat next to him, and still thank god that he didn’t let any of the other girls around us be his partner.” 

an awe passed by lilly and hannah’s lips, while chris smiled over at both of you, and claire just rolled her eyes. “claire don’t give us that look, i’ve had to hear about you and connor for almost a year. now it’s y/n/n and i turn so move over buttercup,” spencer quipped as everyone turned their attention to him. “plus we’re cuter than you both so suck it.” it was your turn for your eyes to roll as you knew what he was referring to not only your vsco which was now filled with pictures of the two of you, put his also. however, it was a good thing because one of your favorite pictures you two have was on his vsco. you’re sitting in his stall of the locker room with his bc helmet on and him kissing the side of it while you had a huge grin on your face. 

you started to finish up the rest of your plate of food as claire shot back at her brother, “i think you mean y/n’s the cute on in your relationship because you sure aren’t.” if you didn’t have a mouth full of food you were sure you’d be snickering at her comment, until you saw the puppy dog eyes spencer was giving you.

you watched as lilly glanced around the table seeing that everyone’s plates were practically empty and cleared her throat. “well seeing as everyone’s done with dinner, i think that that’s it time we move away from this, and the conversation you two.” both spencer and claire sunk down into their seats as her blue eyes scolded both of them. “claire your brother and y/n are both really cute, and yes, spencer is part of their cute relationship. now spencer, your sister and connor are still very cute, and no, you and y/n can’t steal the limelight from them.” 

you glanced down to hannah who was already looking up at you, and the both of you started to giggle. both spencer and claire turned to look at the two of you, not seeming to be impressed with the two babies of their families. “now that that’s settled i want everyone out, go do something with each other. show y/n around, do something other than fight over who has the best relationship.” 

“i can help you clean up if you want lilly,” you suggested while standing up from the table shrugging your - spencer’s - jacket back on. right away she was shaking her head to disagree with you picking up the plates, “please? i feel-” 

“no, stop right there y/n.” your mouth closed before you could get out another word as you looked back over to spencer who shrugged his shoulders seeing as he knew this was bound to happen. “ you’re a guest, we can handle it,” chris decided while smiling over at you. 

you let out a sigh before agreeing with both of his parents, and before you knew it spencer was standing right behind you, arms wrapping around your waist. “the girls were watching the rangers, we can go watch the game if you want. or i’ll show you around, or anything you want sunshine.” humming you tilted your head back as you did earlier only this time you pressed a kiss to the curve of his jawbone. “watch the game?” 

“yes please,” you sang while lacing your hands with his. almost seconds after there was a camera flash and both yours and spencer’s eyes were looking over to claire who stood there with her phone in her hands pointed over at the two of you. “see, you do think we’re cute,” you teased while scrunching your face up to make your point. 

claire’s eyes rolled as she smiled over at you, “i take cute pictures of you and spence and i expect the favor returned when i have connor over here with me. deal?” 

“deal.” 

you could feel as spencer started to smile into the side of your head. “you happy bub?” you asked while turning your head to see his giant smile. his head nodding up and down as soon as you looked back at him. 

“more pictures for me to put on my vsco and you show off with? yes, i’m very happy y/n/n,” he sang while slowly starting to move his feet in the direction he wanted you to walk towards. “now i can make the boys even more jealous of us.” your eyes rolled as you let him guide you over towards the living room. spencer’s left hand unlaced with yours to point over at the love seat, “we can go sit there, nobody ever sits on the love seat.” 

you couldn’t help the smile that grew on your face as you turned in his arms to face him. “must be because they knew it was meant for us.” you couldn’t help the giggle your hands going to rest against his cheeks. “don’t you think so spencey?” your head tilted to the side as he smiled down at you, his lips pressing against your forehead for a split second. 

he mumbled something against the skin of your forehead before he pulled away to look back down at you. “obviously,” he retorted with a sassy tone. a smile matching his tone perfectly. “because they knew we needed a special seat in this house because we’re perfect. end of story.” you just started up at your boy laughing, and you could feel his cheeks heat up underneath your fingertips. “i regret saying anything now,” he pouted jutting out his bottom lip as he did so in hopes of a kiss to make him feel better. 

“come on spence, it’s cute you think that.” you finished your statement by kissing his bottom lip, and immediately his frown turned into a smile, one that you were helplessly in love with. 

“you better,” he whined while sitting himself down on the love seat. patting the space next to him, “well don’t just stand there y/n/n. i wanna cuddle and watch the game.” next thing you know he was flashing you his puppy dog eyes because he didn’t think you were moving faster enough. sighing with a smile you sat yourself down next to him, your head already leaning against his shoulder. “one sec sweetheart, i gotta-” 

but before spencer could finish his sentence while he was readjusting hannah had planted herself in your lap. “hi han,” you smiled while wrapping your arms around her to keep her in close. “comfy?” the youngest hummed before laying her head down against your shoulder, and even though she was fourteen she cuddled up next to you real close. her legs resting in spencer’s lap. you looked over at your boy to see him pouting once more, arms crossed over his chest before letting out a little ‘hmp’. “oh come on bubby you’re okay, we cuddled all last night,” you reminded before smiling over at him. 

spencer turned his head away from facing the two of you. “yeah well i wanted cuddles now, but no the baby of the family has to get what she wants. and of course what she wants is my cuddles from my girl.” shaking your head you turned your attention up to the rangers game who were playing the wild at home. 

“he’ll get over it don’t worry,” hannah whispered so only the two of you could hear. “he’s just mad that the first girl he’s actually been his crazy about is being stolen from him.” you could feel your heartbeat quicken as she kept talking to you. “y/n/n you’re the first girl he’s ever brought home, let alone talks about nonstop.” 

your e/c eyes were wide as you stared down at her, “are you serious hannah?” your eyes glanced over to spencer who’s attention was now focused on the game, pointing out certain things to chris who was now seated on the couch. “i’m the first girl he’s brought home?” 

her head nodded, curls flying everywhere as she did so. “you’re the first girl he’s even told us about. when he was in plymouth he never talked about girls so we don’t know if he even had a girlfriend while he was there, but after he met you in that math class he texted in our family group chat about you.” 

your mouth opened to speak, but before you had the chance there was a camera flash and on insticent you smiled. you looked up at claire once the flash disappeared to see her laughing, “i had too. spence looks like he’s in pain because hannah’s cuddling with you and not him.” 

“i am in pain thank you very much,” he huffed turning his whole body away from the three of you so he was now fully facing his father. engaging back in the conversation of the game. allowing you and hannah to return back to your gossip session on spencer. 

you could feel your cheeks turn red as you remembered that once you left class you had also texted your family about spencer. only going into more detail about him to your sister addie. “he texted about me in your family group chat?” you repeated, having a hard time believing anything that hannah was telling you. she hummed before her eyes glanced up to the screen. “what did he say about me?” 

hannah’s mouth opened as she though back to four months ago when the two of you had first met. “well the first thing was that you were ‘drop dead gorgeous,’” hannah said, exposing her brother. “let’s see, he also said that he wanted to ask you out right then and there after class, but didn’t because he was scared you’d reject him since you’d only known each other for like hours.” 

“i would’ve have rejected him,” you replied with a sheepish smile. “i was kinda hoping he’d ask me out right then and there. the month i waited for him to ask me out was the longest of my life, so finally i decided to just as him out.” 

a face lit up hannah’s face, “he told us that!” she all but yelled it so now everyone was looking at the two of you. it didn’t stop her from telling you anything though. “he also texted us that day in the family group chat, ‘i’m going to do it. i’m asking her on a date.’ the same thing he’d been saying for a month, and then twenty minutes later we got another text, ‘y/n asked me on a date.’”

you stole another glance over at him as you tried to bite back your proud smile. “did he tell you what happened after i asked him out?” you questioned, hannah shaking her head to prove he didn’t. “well i asked him and for the first minute he was frozen in shock. then after that he was repeating yes like a gazillion times. finally he was running around campus screaming, ‘y/n asked me on a date!’ to anyone who would listen to him,” you explained while smiling thinking back on the memory. 

“he did not,” hannah gasped, sitting up straight to stare over at her brother. you had a cocky smile on your face while you nodded your head. “okay yeah, i can see it. but no he never told us that.” 

“well now you know,” you smiled before giving her a tight squeeze. she let out a small laugh as you started to rock the two of you back and forth causing both of your smiles to grow in size. “i’m really happy he brought me home to meet you guys,” you whispered down into the fourteen year old’s ear. 

her arms wrapped around you to hug you back before she said, “i’m happy he brought you home too y/n. i’m happy you asked my brother out because no other girl would have the guts to.” you both laughed at that before you rested your head down on top of hers, your tiredness finally starting to kick in. “and i know that you’re his favorite girl, and since it’s you i don’t have a probably with it, so thank you for making spencer as happy as he is now. nobody’s ever made him this happy.” as hannah spoke your eyes were glued to spencer, a soft smile on your face, memorizing the way he looked. eyes soft and focused on the tv. lips pressed together, opening every once in awhile to make a comment about the game to claire or chris. his arms still crossed over his boston college hockey crewneck. 

when he finally caught you staring at him he smiled over at you, right as hannah said something you didn’t hear anymore. too caught up in staring over at spence. feeling your cheeks heat up as he shot you a wink causing you to squeeze your eyes closed and pick your head up from resting on hannah’s. “i’m gonna run out to the car and get our bags sunshine, then we can go up to bed okay?” he asked seeing as your eyelids were starting to get heavy and spencer could tell. 

“okay bubs,” you smiled, watching as he patted hannah’s legs forcing her to move them. “just be quick please?” you frowned while tilting your head up to him, your eyes meeting his. smiling he pressed a sweet kiss against your lips before promising he’d be fast. 

“does this mean you’re going upstairs,” hannah pouted. not loving the fact she had to give you up back to spencer once more. 

you nodded your head with a frown of you own. “i’m sorry han, but i’ve been up since six this morning to get my lacrosse workout in, which was an hour long. then we had a two hour practice. then i did some of my class work, and finished it all off with a two hour and forty minute drive to get here. so i’m exhausted han,” you pouted while hugging her once more as you heard the front door open and close. followed by the sound of spencer’s feet walking down the hallway to get back to where the whole family now sat. 

“was that fast enough for you sweetheart?” there was a goofy smile on his face as he held a bc lacrosse duffle bag in one hand, and in the other there was a bc hockey one. nodding your head you glanced down to hannah who took the sad hint that you had to go. once she moved off of you she walked over and sad down next to claire and lilly. 

“are you kids going up to bed already?” lilly then asked, watching as you walked over to spencer and how once you were standing next to him you were leaning into his side instantly. head on his chest, and if you really wanted to you could fall asleep just like that. 

spencer switched your bag so they both were in his right hand, his left pulling you into his side. “we are. y/n/n’s been up since six this morning, and it was just a long day in general. hasn’t it been sunshine?” you hummed to agree with him, wrapping both your arms around his torso. taking a deep breath of the colne that he wore, the same one that you loved. “so goodnight everyone, i love you,” he called before smiling down at you. 

there was a chorus of goodnight’s and i love you’s that followed before you spoke. “goodnight everyone, i love you all too.” a tired smile graced your lips as they all bid you goodnight and told you they loved you. 

“come on sweetheart, let's get you up to bed,” he cooed into your ear leading you up to the stairs and into his room. “the bathroom’s right across the hall if you want to change in there, otherwise this is my room.” right away your eyes were taking in everything around his room. pictures for the different countries he’s played in, some of his family, and somehow there was even a couple of the two of you together. there was an armchair in corner by his bookshelf, and that also had pictures on it. “do you like it?” he asked while looking down at you, watching as you looked around at everything. 

“i love it spence, and the fact that there’s already pictures of the two of us up? god you’re perfect, you know that?” you questioned while staring back up at him. “absolutely perfect.” you pressed a lazy kiss against his cheek while stealing your bag from his hands. “is it okay if i just change in here spencey?” as soon as you asked his cheeks tinted pink but he nodded his head grabbing his phone to occupy himself so he wouldn’t be tempted to look over at you. with you bag you pulled off his avon jacket and set it against the armchair. taking off the zip-up you had on you put it in the plastic bag you brought with for dirty clothes while reaching into to grab the white old avon farms t-shirt you had become accustomed to sleeping in every night. 

your eyes glanced back over to spencer, who’s now shirtless back was facing you, his head tilted down as he stared at his instagram feed. turning back around you slipped out of your sports bra and exchanged it for the t-shirt. you were quick to pull it down over your thighs to take off your leggins off. you pulled on the pair of spencer’s boxers that you had also become accustomed to sleeping in before putting the rest of your dirty clothes in the bag. “spence, you can turn around now,” you said, and instantly he was locking his phone and turning to face you. he walked back across his room to you, his arms wrapping around your waist as he ducked his head down to rest against your shoulder. “can we go to bed now?” you whined into his head wanting nothing more than to be curled up in bed with him. some hockey game on as the two of you fell asleep. 

“of course we can y/n/n,” he mumbled into the skin of your neck. finishing it off by placing a sweet kiss against your skin. when he pulled his head up his eyes ran up and down your body once before be smiled, “god you look so good in my clothes you know that?” you giggled before pressing a kiss against his lips to shut him up. you pulled away from his hold and ran over to his bed, being quick to jump in and curl up in his blankets. “make yourself right at home sweetheart,” he smiled before walking over to your bag, grabbing your phone charger, and then your phone from the jacket. after he walked over to turn off the light, followed by him plugging your phone in next to his.

the entire time you were smiling up at him  so thankful that he was all yours. once the light was turned off he was climbing in bed, and then over top of you so he was on the right side. because he knew that when you fell asleep with your head on his chest you liked to have your head resting right above his heart. once he was laying on his back he reached over and grabbed the remote, flipping the tv to nhl network before shooting you smile. without a word you scooted yourself over to him, head resting right against his heart, his heartbeat music to your ears. left leg thrown over his torso, and your hand now resting on the left side of his chest. 

your fingertips traced random shapes against the skin of his chest while your eyes started to grow heavy. “knighty,” it was whispered past your lips as you glanced up at him, “i love you.” and for a second you could hear his heart skip a heat, the smile growing on your face because you knew it was because of you. 

spencer’s arms wrapped around your waist tighter as he pressed a long kiss against your forehead. “i love you too y/n/n, so much. you got that?” 

“got it,” you smiled nuzzling yourself closer into his hold. “goodnight spencey, i love you.” and for the first time in the three months of your relationship saying goodnight felt right, because you finally got to add on that three word phrase. 

“goodnight love,” he pressed another kiss against your forehead. “i love you too.”

[thatsdemko]

Waves-S.Knight

Requested: yes|no

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A/N: Spencer’s new insta post got me inspired! And also this is similar to Cali boy... and I wrote this really fast 😳

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You watched the kids run up to the water embracing the cold water, the kids playing in the sand building castles, the adults enjoying a refreshment tanning, and the many girls and boys your age just trying to get any kind of sun on their skin before school started. You laid beside your friend watching the waves hit against the slime enjoying the sounds, “lets go for a walk.” Your friend suggested and you nodded your head and you both got up grabbing your phones and the travel tervis cups that may or may not have been full with alcohol that your mother let you both sneak down.

You walked the shoreline together taking pictures of each other, pointing out the sea shells and talking about the latest things going on Snapchat, your small friend circle, and such, it felt nice for you both to be away from the drama going on.

You were down taking pictures of each other about to look through them when a guy came up to you both, “this is a weird question, but can you take a picture of me and my friends?” You agreed taking his phone and the group of, hot, shirtless boys piled around each other on the shoreline and you started taking pictures of them all, “the lighting isn’t that good do you want to move?” You yelled over the waves crashing against the shore and they all agreed and you started taking pictures of them all again.

“Thanks, we were wondering if you both wanted to hang out with us? We get it if you say no.” The one grabbed his phone and just as you were about to decline your friend smiled, “yeah we would love to.”

—

“Knighter! You missed pictures!” One of the boys shouted and you looked over your shoulder seeing the boy they were all talking to, and you felt breathless just looking at him. His blonde curls were everything to pull you in, not only that his body had you almost off your feet.

“Shoot your shot,” your friend whispered in your ear and you laughed turning your attention to her, you hadn’t dated anybody in such a long time, you almost wanted to push yourself to do this, but you wanted to wait for college, you didn’t want to fall in love with someone you would never see again.

“I won’t.”

“Who are these lovely ladies?” He asked in front of you both and you lost all words just looking at him this close in front of you. You almost forgot how to speak which caused your friend to shove your tervis into your chest, if you couldn’t speak sober the only thing that could get you to do it was what was in your cup.

“I’m y/f/n, and this is y/n.” She introduced you and you took a long swig of what was in your drink and he smiled at you, he felt it too, he didn’t know how to act in front of you as well, “cool I’m Spencer.” his smile could barely be wiped off his face walking away towards his friends now, “thank you for bringing them.” Spencer could hardly make it over to his friends saying that and they looked at you both talking together sitting on one of the boys towels.

“You want her? Shoot your shot.” He nudged his head in your direction and he could barely even look over at you knowing if he looked over at you he wouldn’t want to take his eyes off of you.

Spencer laughed, “yeah like she’d like me.”

—

Some more of the boys went to get more to drink from their beach house while you stayed back and your friend volunteered to go with so now it was you, a few of the boys, some girls, and Spencer.

“Just go talk to her, she’s alone around strangers be a man.” His friend shoved him across the beach practically and Spencer made his way over to you, you were looking out at the water bored out of your mind waiting for your friend to get back since none of the girls here were really your type of girls to hang with.

“Hey,” He said sitting down next to you and you smiled, “hi,” you looked over at him and butterflies were in your stomach now just by looking at him.

“You live in Massachusetts?” He asked and you nodded your head, “I can tell you don’t.” You laughed, he didn’t have a noticeable Massachusetts accent like you didn’t, but you knew he was from up the coast.

“No, no I’m from Connecticut.”

“Lacrosse player?”

“Surprisingly no.” He replied and you nodded your head, “then what are you, Connecticut boy?” You smirked running your hand through your hair, “hockey player, well goalie to be specific.”

“You like it?” You asked and he nodded his head smiling looking out at the water, “I played national development for the past two years with some of my best friends.” He sighed and you could see the sadness in his eyes thinking about those memories, “you’re not ready to let go are you?” You asked and now he looked at you, “how do you know?”

“It’s in your eyes, why are you sad to let it go?” You asked leaning back and he could barely find words as to why he wasn’t ready. He would be far away from all his friends again, some close by and some with him, but not all of them would join him.

“They were my best friends, and I never imagined two years with them would go by so fast.”

“Friends are forever, Spencer, they are just like the waves always in consent, yeah you’ll lose some, but some will stay with you, and that’s what’s important. People fade like the tide but they will come back. what’s important is the memories and lessons they’ve taught you.”

“I think that’s the most valuable thing someone has ever told me.” He replied getting up off the towel, “you want to come walk with me?”

“Yeah I’d love too.”

—

It was night time and you were invited to hang out with the boys after dinner at their place and now you were making your way from your beach house to theirs, it was only a couple blocks down which wouldn’t be a bad walk, except you both decided to drive around and get ice cream before heading over to their beach house. You were pulling up to their house with music blasting out your Jeep windows and all the boys playing basketball in the front stopped playing once you put your car in park.

“I think they know we are here.” Your friend laughed getting out of your car and you hopped out locking the car seeing them all go back to playing, “play your music any louder?” Spencer asked deciding to take a break from playing and your friend went over to the group of girls, she got along with them a lot more than you did.

“It’s called having a good time.” You said and he pulled something out of your hair, “yeah you’re going to have to take a shower again you have bugs in your hair, that’s what wind will do to you.” He smirked and now all the boys stopped playing basketball, “boys! It’s fishing time!” One of them clapped their hands and they all went inside, “are we allowed in?” You asked mainly to your friend, you weren’t sure if you were comfortable going inside some random guys beach house that you didn’t know, but you didn’t want to be the only ones not going in.

“You coming?!” One of the guys called out and you both walked inside seeing there were no parents at the house. not a single adult in sight which freaked you out even more, “if we die—“

“We won’t.” Your friend cut you off and you followed the boys getting their fishing poles and you all went back down to the beach seeing their set up was still there from earlier and you sat on Spencer’s towel, “hey,” he fake frowned and you shrugged blushing a little bit, “you can sit there—unless you want to fish with me?” He asked and you looked at your friend who nodded you along, “sure,” you stood up handing her your phone and you followed him out to the shoreline.

“You ever done fishing by the shore?” He asked starting to get his things around and you tied your hair back, “no.” You replied ane he smiling up at you, “today’s your lucky day.” He handed you the pole putting everything together and you looked over at your friend sitting there, she gave you a thumbs up and you turned back to Spencer.

“Alright, ready?” He asked and you nodded your head and he grabbed a hold of the pole from behind you throwing the line out, “there you go.”

“You’re just going to let me do it?” You asked nervously turning to him and he laughed nodding his head, “come on, Massachusetts girl, show me what you got.”

You laughed feeling the line tug and you reeled it in quickly to see you caught a big one, “nice catch,” Spencer went to the fish pulling it off the line, “I don’t know if I should say thank you or you’re welcome?”

“I mean thank you because you caught it and you’re welcome because you caught it for me.”

—

You watched Spencer with the girls for hours fish, it was boring because you decided you didn’t want to fish anymore, but Spencer every now and then would show you the fish he caught.

“Aye, Knight! You catch a big one next you got to ask the girl out!” One of his friends called out and he looked down the shoreline seeing the devilish smirk on his face, “deal!” He called back feeling the line tug pretty hard and Spencer reeled it in seeing it was no other than quite a large fish. It was like God was on his side or something giving him a sign.

He heard cheers from his buddies and that’s when he realized he had to ask you out, there was nothing bad about it, he just was afraid of rejection.

“Ask her out, man!” The same friend called out and Spencer let the fish go now heading over to you with his pole, you were sitting there by yourself since all the girls had gone back to get sweatshirts getting ready for sunset pictures.

“Do you want to go out to dinner tomorrow?”

“Sure, say seven o’clock?”

“I’ll see you then.”

They were like the waves, connected in a way the ocean told him something he never thought he could imagine. Always in consent. Some summers were just better than others and Spencer could agree with that.

[ratatatastic]

oh girls tonights gonna be a tough one...

[kmp78]

no, that's business. what boss says jack shit when the employee leaves? - Take a seat white knighter, this is totally not the same situation. A band is far more than just a business, how many businesses have people going bankrupt to support them? Yeah - NONE. Tomo was a member of a band with only 2 other people for over 10 years and through 4 albums. Fans that were expecting to see 30STM yet got 20STM (and even the JL band when SL ditched) deserve some sort of send off at the very least.

Absolutely.

But JL can't make amendments for anyone, and cannot be the bigger man for any reason.

Petty as hell. 🤷🏼‍♀️

[princesstillyenna]

A bit late to the party, but I was seeing the stuff from krieder and zegras at that hockey performance thing, and all I can think about is gc trevor working overtime trying to figure out if mika and chris are a thing and leaving more confused than when he got there

NONNIE YOU ARE GOING TO LOVE THIS GC INSTALLMENT I'll share a little snippet with you because I'm awesome (zee is discussing kriedbanajad here)

Zeegs: BUT THEN

Zeegs: TODAY, after training, we hit the hottub

Zeegs: And I happened to be in it AT THE SAME TIME AS BOTH OF THEM

Knighter: …Drama

Zeegs: Anyhow, I didn’t have a tape measure or whatever, but I would guess they were like 2.5, maybe 3 feet apart, AT MOST.

Beezer: Oh shit.

Hugh: 🤦

Zeegs: DEFINITELY NOT THE REQUISITE FIVE FEET GENTS

[chadlesbianjasontodd]

like at the same time as i dont think the nhl deserves any women i DO want mixed-gender teams....can you imagine like knighter as a knight........can you imagine anya battaglino............

[mugiwara-lucy]

Wow I'm so sorry you have to deal with these rapid fans.You should be able to post what you like without getting hell for it.

Haha it’s okay!

I actually laugh at all these people honestly. These little Toriyama fanboys/girls/white-knighters are just so contradictory and easy to counter.

Not to mention hypocritical. Every time I see these guys bash GT I roll my eyes and click off the screen since they ignore the exact same problems that Super has. Why? Because their precious little Toriyama-Sensei was involved with it.

(Yet these guys fail to realize or even acknowledge that Toriyama was just as involved with GT so by that logic GT is “canon” to. But then again everything is canon so we have to remember that.)

Honestly if Toriyama came out tomorrow saying Super was canon, these very same defenders/white-knighters of Super would be bashing it just as much as they did GT since they are that hypocritical and obnoxious.

TBH I honestly pity these guys. They care way more about this series than Toriyama ever has who is just doing this for money.

[hazel3017]

It's totally cool with first female! Sid in the NHL! But what do you think about the fact that it doesn't matter wether your female or male, just as long as you're an alpha you're the in NHL? So first omega in the NHL Sidney Crosby? Obviously if you don't like it it's completely understood, I liked the gender swap one you did:))

So, like, first ever omega in the NHL Sidney Crosby is a Big Deal™ for a long, long time. It’s still a big deal, tbh, even with Stamkos and Tavares and Subban and Seguin and McDavid and Marner and all the ones that followed after, because of the fight Sidney fought for them, because of the road he paved with sweat and tears and blood and sheer will and determination alone.

There’s been a thousand times, more even, over the last decade or so where Sid could have quit, where he thought maybe he should have, and he didn’t. Because that would be the easy way out, and if nothing else, Sidney Crosby never did things the easy way unless it was also the right way.

(The two rarely intersect.)

Sidney is not the only omega on the team anymore. He was though, for years. It was a learning experience more for the alphas than himself.

He’s still laughing at the amount of self-censoring they did that first year, trying to figure out how to reconcile the player on the ice – who was better than all of them, cause that was never in doubt, not ever, not even for his most vicious of hater – with the idea they had of what an omega was; delicate, fragile, someone infinitely breakable.

Sidney hardly had any lovers his first two seasons; his alpha teammates scared them all away, guarding Sid’s virtue like dragons hoarding gold and precious stones. He didn’t care enough to fight them on it then, too busy with hockey and, later, Geno. Besides, it was hilarious watching Knighter and Best Kessel in their high heels and delicate dresses loom over whichever alpha was trying to chat him up. 

It took his teammates a while to realise that but for his ability to bear children, Sid wasn’t much different from them. Instinct is a hard thing to break, though, as are years long habits. But they did it, for him.

Sid will always love them for it, unreservedly. There are still incidents, misconceptions and miscommunications, but they learn from it and they move on.

Hardly anyone gives Sidney a hard time about being an omega anymore. They make up less than 10% of the league, but the few of them that are there are noticeable. And good. They’re all so very good.

When the Penguins win their third Cup in the cap era, Sidney is nearly three months pregnant. They’ve kept it quiet, a secret just for the two of them, even though Geno is a terrible secret keeper, and is constantly breaking into smiles whenever he looks at Sidney. He’s a tactile guy normally, and it’s even worse now, always touching Sidney, finger reaching for him almost automatically. Geno drags him into the gravitational pull of his orbit until Sid is never more than a touch away; Geno settles his hand on the small of his back, or rests them over Sid’s still flat stomach, possessive and protective in equal measure. He holds Sidney’s hip, guiding him this way or that way.

It’s nothing new, really, but Flower notices. Phil and Amanda notice, Kuni, Tanger, Dales.

(Knighter is oblivious, but she always is about these things.)

They see Sid and Geno coming out of Dr. Vyas’ office, all smiles, and they suspect. Sidney knows they do, but he doesn’t want to confirm it just yet. He’s pregnant, and that’s just for Sid and Geno right now.

When they break the news after their Cup win and announce that Sidney will miss the next season, he is expecting the outrage. He’s prepared for it, he’s got his facts ready; Sidney was perfectly safe playing until his 12th week of pregnancy, the baby was perfectly safe, nestled inside his bony pelvis and hidden behind his hockey armour. If there had been any danger, whatsoever, Sidney would have ceased playing.

He’d never risk losing his child.

There is outrage, but not really for the reason Sidney was expecting.

Why, people wonder, after eleven years, is Sidney Crosby the first omega to announce he is expecting? Why have there been no babies before now?

There’s talk about omegas pressured into abortions by team officials or even their own teammates; there’s talk of miscarriages, of omegas being too scared to lose their roster spots to even disclose their pregnancies.

Tyler Seguin alone could have given birth three times over, Sidney learns, and he cries when he finds out.

There is no paternity leave in the NHL, not even for the birthing parent. There is no pregnancy clauses that protects an omega’s right to have children.

Pregnancy doesn’t fall under the category of injury, but the Penguins have already agreed to give Sidney a special leave of absence.

“Of course you can take time off to have the baby, Sidney,” Mario had said, and Jim had nodded in the background as if anything else was utterly inconceivable to him.

Not every team would grant an omega the same privilege.

Sidney can’t abide by that. He just can’t. And he fought to become the first omega in the NHL, he fought to stay there, fought to be recognised for the talent that he is so that those who came after him wouldn’t have to fight the same battles. He’s a fighter. He’s been fighting almost all his life, it’s what he does, so he’s going to fight now too. He’s going to war and he’s going to win.

Failure is not an option.

“I’m going to sue the NHL,” he tells Geno one morning before training camp. He’s six month pregnant now, is sporting a very noticeable baby bump, and is so bored without hockey he hardly knows what to do with himself. “I want them to adopt paternity leave and include more omega rights.”

Geno raises his brows. “Okay,” he says. “Need help?”

Sidney sputters. “You’re not gonna stop me? You don’t think this is a bad idea?”

“Why bad idea? Should have right. Have different need than alpha, so make sense.”

Sidney is honestly so in love with Geno he struggles to breathe around it sometimes. “Right. I’m gonna go call Pat and get this thing started.”

Geno nods agreeably, presses a kiss to Sidney’s temple, and says, “I’m be at practice if you need me. Love you, go kick NHL butt.”

Which, obviously.