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[whockeywhore]

The Lordt gave me mental illness because otherwise I'd be too powerful with my phenomenal tits and dazzling personality. It's called balance.

[whockeywhore]

I need to get out my crazy romantic tendencies so that I don't scare off either of the guys I'm seeing so I'm gonna start a new fic that's just romance and smut so when I see either of them, I'm cool as a cucumber. Not gonna name any specific guy so you all can imagine with me

I think this is gonna work.

#it better fucking work #fanfic #fic

[whockeywhore]

Still manifesting but there are 2 guys now

[whockeywhore]

so there's a second guy in play... please see the following details to understand why I'm SPIRALING

italian

g o r g e o u s

came over and absolutely wrecked me today

just called asking if he can stop by after a work dinner to go down on me

dry sense of humor

rubbed my back while I... ya know

told me I'm gorgeous???

WHAT IS HAPPENING

I'm seeing a guy who is literally fanfic material...

he said he didn't want to wash me off of him after we hooked up.

asked me to sit on his lap so we could make out

bunched mox - if you catch my drift

hands... everywhere

literally told me i was beautiful over and over - what?

longish curly hair - not in the creepy way - and a beard

i'm in over my head. i'm in too deep. what is happening

[whockeywhore]

I'm seeing a guy who is literally fanfic material...

he said he didn't want to wash me off of him after we hooked up.

asked me to sit on his lap so we could make out

bunched mox - if you catch my drift

hands... everywhere

literally told me i was beautiful over and over - what?

longish curly hair - not in the creepy way - and a beard

i'm in over my head. i'm in too deep. what is happening

[whockeywhore]

Manifesting that a man texts me is not what I wanted for myself at 29 years old...

#men #manifesting

[whockeywhore]

How's everyone been?

i'm back :)

[whockeywhore]

Skip Over It 16

I leaned back against the cold concrete wall and kept my eyes on the ice as Laura waxed on about inventory. Her voice faded as the sound of sticks against pucks grew louder, signaling the start of practice. Dougie stood out among the rest of the team and my chest tightened as I watched him chew on his bottom lip in focus.

"Chloe? Chloeeeee?" Laura waved her hand in front of my face and snapped twice, her brows raised when I turned to look at her. "Are you listening to me?"

I considered lying for a moment before shaking my head no. She looked to where I'd been staring and frowned.

"Have you guys talked at all since the fight?"

"Nope."

"I'm sorry."

"Me too." I took one last look at the ice before turning to go to my office, taking a list from Laura's hands and looking it over. "I'm going to place an order. Will you keep an eye out during the scrimmage?"

"Sure thing. Holler if you need me."

"Will do, thanks."

My body felt heavy, shoulders tight as I sunk into the chair behind my desk. Sleep, restful sleep at least, had eluded me since he'd slammed my door and fighting the urge to call him a dozen times per night hadn't helped. My bed felt empty without him. Wrapped in cold sheets and surrounded by the faint lingering smell of his cologne salted the wounds this whole ordeal had left but, try as I might, I couldn't bring myself to wash the bedding.

I opened my laptop and began typing in the order request, zoning out while staring at the bright screen. A quiet knock at the door snapped me out of my trance and I got up to answer it.

He looked down at me, a thin sheen of sweat on his face and a rolled up paper towel sticking out of each nostril. I couldn't help but laugh, a gut reaction, before sobering myself up.

"I'm sorry, I-"

"I tripped."

"Clearly." He let me take his hand and guide him down the hall to the exam room, staying quiet until I'd shut the door behind us. He moved to lie down and I pulled him up, motioning for him to lean forward before I turned to wash my hands. "What'd you hit?"

"The boards."

"How hard?" He looked up as I slipped on a pair of gloves and I noticed bruising already forming under his eyes. His pupils reacted to the pen light when I pointed it into his eyes and I tucked it into my pocket before stepping closer. "Any dizziness? Nausea?"

"Not yet."

"How's your head feeling?"

"It's fine. I mostly caught my-" He winced as I touched his face and I stopped. "My nose."

"I can see that." I reached for him again and gingerly ran my fingers down either side of the bridge of his nose, keeping my eyes on his as I felt for any cartilage damage. "Good news is that it's not broken."

"And the bad news?"

"You're gonna look a little rough for a week or two."

"That'll devastate my fans."

I grabbed a few gauze pads and rolled them up before looking back to him. He tilted his head back so I could remove the paper towels and replace them. I held his chin in place with my free hand and deja vu hit me like a train.

I thought about the last time we'd been this close, the last time he'd leaned down to kiss me and wrapped his arms around my waist. The feel of his strong chest under my fingertips and the taste of his salty skin flew to the forefront of my mind and I blinked a few times to fight off tears.

"I think they'll recover." I rolled my gloves off and turned away, tossing them in the trash can before washing my hands again. "If it helps, you're rugged enough to pull it off."

He chuckled quietly and clasped his hands together, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. I sat back against the counter and we settled into a stiff silence for an agonizing few minutes and I broke it by rummaging through the cabinet for an instant ice pack.

His eyes were on me when I turned back to him and he raised a brow as I slammed the pack onto the counter. I grabbed a towel to wrap it in and bundled it with some medical tape before holding it out to him.

"No more than fifteen minutes at a time- twenty tops."

"Chloe-"

"Any longer and you could damage the skin. And you need to let one of us know if you start to feel any dizziness or nausea. Or if you start getting headaches, blurred vision, lapses in memory, things like that."

I started towards the door but he said my name again, a desperation in his voice that matched how I'd been feeling for the past few days. I stopped with my hand on the knob and took a deep breath before turning to look at him again.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." The hurt in his eyes filled me with regret and I shook my head. "No, Dougie. I'm not."

"Good." He breathed a sigh of relief and stood up as I crossed my arms over my chest. "Not- no, I didn't mean it like that. I just... I don't know what I'd do if you were cool with all of this."

"I'm not. I hate this."

"I do too." He stepped closer, reaching a hand out to wrap around my arm. I let him pull me close and fell against his chest in a moment of weakness. Everything hit me all at once and I balled my fists up in the fabric of his practice jersey as I began to cry. He ran his hand up and down my back a few times and I fought to compose myself.

"I miss you so much."

"I miss you too baby." He took my face in his hand and lifted it to look at him, his face twisted in pain. I was overwhelmed with the urge to kiss him and he must've felt it too because he dropped his head.

"Dougie-" He stopped just short and took in a sharp breath. "That door doesn't lock."

He dropped his arms but stayed close for a few more seconds before stepping back. I cleared my throat and grabbed a tissue from the box on the counter, wiping my eyes as quickly as I could. I checked my appearance in the mirror on the back of the door and caught his gaze in the reflection.

"You look beautiful."

I smiled as best as I could before turning to look at him one more time, reaching out to take his hand in mine. "Can we talk about this later? Tonight?"

He nodded slowly and followed with a sharp yes. "Of course. Can I come over?"

"I'd like that."

"Good. Me too."

#nhl fic #hockey fic #dougie hamilton fic #nhl smut #hockey smut #dougie hamilton smut

[whockeywhore]

CHRIS KREIDER | arrivals ( NYR vs NJD. RD1 GM3. 04.22.23. )

#chris kreider #new york rangers

[whockeywhore]

TK! | photo ref (x)

#this is incredible!!! #travis konecny

[whockeywhore]

I've been gone for a bit, which players do we hate now???

#nhl #hockey

[whockeywhore]

I dunno bitch, maybe you're the reason my "energy seems off"

[whockeywhore]

I just interviewed with another team jfc I need help

burnout

For those who don't know, I worked for a few different ennn aich elll teams over the past few years or so and my professional misery kinda tainted my personal passion for writing over. I was experiencing a bit of burnout but I feel I'm on the upswing. I've taken a nappy, eaten some pasta, and am raw-doggin life

Thanks for sticking with me. Smut soon ❤️

Jo

[whockeywhore]

burnout

For those who don't know, I worked for a few different ennn aich elll teams over the past few years or so and my professional misery kinda tainted my personal passion for writing over. I was experiencing a bit of burnout but I feel I'm on the upswing. I've taken a nappy, eaten some pasta, and am raw-doggin life

Thanks for sticking with me. Smut soon ❤️

Jo

[whockeywhore]

oooh boy I am living with boomers and it is misery <3

If anyone has any good vibes to spare, can you send them my way? I may have to move in with boomers soon and I just... can't.

[whockeywhore]

I'm trapped in the airport for the next 3.5 hours so I'm probably gonna write

send any blarbs or things of it you wanna chat or if you just wanna yell through my inbox or if you just wanna get something off of your chest

#lmao i am bored and lonely

[whockeywhore]

Universe either needs to kill me or give me something to live for because a bitch is tired