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just let me sleep

@jjkhairas / jjkhairas.tumblr.com

let's be honest, this sideblog is basically for thirst with the occasional bit of writing thrown in. This blog is NSFW, please be 18+. Masterlist
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Anonymous asked:

#4 for the fanfic writers questions! Love you and your work 💛💛💛💛💛💛💛

4. Are there any writers that inspire you?

Everyone who writes on tumblr? This is a hard place to get attention sometimes, and I admire every single person who has ever posted a fic tbh.

More specifically - @danglesnipecelly for the emotion she can get into her fics and @jjkhairas for being the very reason I got into reading/writing hockey fic in the first place

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jjkhairas

ummm this is the nicest thing anyone has ever said and please know that you’re a huge reason I’ve even reopened my old fics to try and return to writing

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I took some time off from tumblr in November. I genuinely considered never coming back but decided to just start a whole new blog instead because I love making everything difficult for myself.

Be it because I’ve spoken to them or because I love seeing them on my dash, these are some of the people who have made 2020 an alright year amongst all the chaos.

If your name hasn’t been included here, it’s not because I don’t appreciate you it’s because my memory is nonexistent.

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jjkhairas

Thank you, I’m honored to be included on this list!! ❤️❤️

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into moonlight - anthony beauvillier

note: this is for @kempe​ as part of The Winter Gift Exchange over at @hockeynetwork​! I really hope you enjoy it! Thanks to @home-for-hughnukkah​, @huttons, @danglesnipecelly​ and @thevezinamonologues​ for helping me out with this fic in one way or another!

word count: 8,166

summary: a series of encounters, the circumstances varying, and a rule or two that might need to be rethought.

warnings: alcohol, implied sex

songs: happiness is a butterfly - lana del ray | nightfall - little big town | only us - kygo & haux

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A Not So Southern Christmas -- Part 6

Word Count: 6590

Word Count, TOTAL: 34,066

Author’s Note: It’s not a KMK fic without a dog. 

REMINDER: *~*~*~*~* Means a change in point of view, and today we are starting with Joel.

Previously on A Not So Southern Christmas:

He groaned, burying his face into the crook of my neck. “You’re a vixen. I would love nothing more than to spend the day in bed, enjoying your body, making you scream my name, but that has to wait until All Star break. Maybe I can whisk you away to someplace with a beach and little umbrellas in the drinks, but right now, you have to get your beautiful butt outta bed and I don’t mind you smelling like my cum, I prefer it actually, but other people might not like it.”

When I spoke my voice was soft, “All Star break? Some place with a beach?”

“You heard me. Now, let’s go.” He rolled off of me and I was being hauled to my feet and directed to the bathroom still trying to process his comment about the break.

Part 6

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Just over an hour later we were crawling along I-90 in an SUV the size of a tank. After the second close call of almost being sideswiped by another vehicle sliding on ice after a single mile on the interstate, I was thankful for it. It was a rideshare, so I didn’t care if it only got two miles per gallon, as long as it was able to get us to the airport in one piece. 

Adelaide finally turned on her phone and I just arched a brow at her as it vibrated in her hand for what seemed like a solid minute. “You ok there?”

She gave me a withering glare, and she looked so cute that I couldn’t help but smile, which made her glare harder and the entire thing was just a circle of me being amused and her getting more furious. It was fantastic.

Poking around on the screen, a call connected and a started to ring as she brought the phone to her ear. I could hear her mother’s voice on the other end of the line. “Hi Mama, is everyone there? Put me on speaker.”

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A Not So Southern Christmas – Part 5

(Credit to @powerblais for the center image)

Word Count: 5607

Word Count, TOTAL: 27,476

Author’s Note: This part is not safe for work. I do not advise reading if you are under the age of 18. Surprisingly, not as hot as the smut I wrote for part 7… which you all have to look forward to on Christmas Day.

REMINDER: *~*~*~*~* Means a change in point of view, and today we are starting with Joel.

Previously on A Not So Southern Christmas:

The movie paused for the final commercial break and I picked up my phone and scrolled through the Instagram comments with one hand. Most of them were positive and any jealous fan girls and guys got deleted and blocked. My mom texted me the emoji with heart eyes. I didn’t even know she knew how to use emojis, but there it was.

I flicked through my camera roll finding that photo of her snuggled next to me in that cami top. I wondered if setting this picture as a close friends story on Instagram would give her an aneurysm. I put my phone back on the side table to watch the end of the movie. I’d ask her tomorrow.

As the movie ended and the credits rolled, I slipped out from underneath Adelaide and padded around the suite, turning off lights. When that was done and nothing but the muted lights of the city were illuminating the room, I stepped out of my joggers and did my best to tug the covers from under her body before I slid into bed and arranged her on my chest as she was before and pulled the duvet over both of us.

I kissed her forehead, “night Lady.”

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When I woke up in the morning, I could tell the snow was falling heavy. Daylight was trying hard to penetrate the wall of blizzard outside the window and failing. 

Sometime during the night, I had flipped Adelaide over my body and she was curled into my chest as I faced the wall of windows on “my” side of the bed. She was snoring softly and had gotten rid of the sweatshirt at some point, probably because I was a human furnace when I slept. 

That was fine by me as I lifted the covers to take a peek at her pajamas that drove me insane. She burrowed into me more as the cold air hit her skin and I let the coverlet fall and wrapped my arms around her. I was awake, I had to pee, and I was horny. I was definitely looking forward to the day where I could wake her in the morning with my cock sliding into her hot wet cunt. The thought made me swallow, hard.

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Anonymous asked:

Hi!! Would you please do #1 with Mikko Rantanen please? From the snowy/winter prompts

Fun fact: I’ve apparently spent so long by myself in quarantine/using my "please take me seriously as a professional” voice at work that I’ve forgotten how normal people speak, so thank you to @bellemareyouserious for reminding me how to be a real person

#1: we just had a one-night stand but a massive storm hit so now we’re snowed in, hello awkward

It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. The plan was to go with your best friend to the local bar, pick up a random guy, have some wild, casual sex, and then get back home. The first three steps had gone to plan, but Mother Nature had put a hold on step four by deciding it was a good time for a snowstorm. So now, three hours later, you found yourself awkwardly on the other end of the couch from your hookup, whose name you unfortunately had forgotten approximately five minutes after he told you at the bar.

“Want anything to drink? I have beer, gatorade, and coffee.” He walked into the kitchen, rummaging around in the cupboards, finally triumphantly holding up a box of teabags that looked like they’d been in the cabinet for more than a few years. “And some tea that my mom bought when she visited.”

“Beer's good, thank you.”

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