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Can you draw more heavymedic stuff? you are like genuinely my favorite artist ever, and I really like how you draw those two! If you're busy, can't, or don't want to draw that, you don't have to! But yeah, I love your art so much!!! <3

Hello! AHHHH Thank you so much! Here is a HeavyMedic sketch that I drew today!

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dinner table - mingi

pairing: mingi x fem reader

rating: 18+

genre: romance, smut (filth), non idol au

summary: Mingi invited you over after your date so you can spend more time together.

WC: 2k

warnings: non idol au, bf!mingi, oral (f receiving), eating out, cumplay, cumming. cum eating, cunnilingus, established relationship. unprotected (wrap up IRL), completely consensual, fingering, big dick!mingi (obvi), overstim, multiple orgasms, multiple rounds implied, squirting unedited (will def edit the formatting later), for sure forgot sth.

Author's Note: This one took me so long I'm so so sorry 😭😭😭 I started school again and I'm getting a loooot busier than usual so I'll try to post as often as possible but the minimum I can do is one fic per week AHHHH 😞 I loved writing it man 😇 It's delicious (to me)

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction & doest not represent in any way the reality of the member.

The crisp autumn air greeted you as you stepped out of your apartment, its coolness invigorating as it brushed against your cheeks. The world around was painted in rich hues of amber, gold, and crimson, the trees standing like sentinels of the season, their leaves fluttering gently to the ground. Every step you took crunched against the scattered leaves, the sound a soft reminder of the season's embrace. Today was a day you had been anticipating with a mix of excitement and nervous energy—your first ever official date with Mingi, your boyfriend. You've been hooking up with him for a while, but you just officialised it some weeks ago.

The two of you had decided to meet at a cozy little café tucked away in the heart of the park, a place that, with its warm atmosphere and large bay windows overlooking the tree-lined path, felt like the embodiment of autumn itself. As you walked along the winding trail, the scent of cinnamon and wood smoke filled the air, blending with the earthy aroma of the fallen leaves. The park was alive with the quiet bustle of couples and families enjoying the day, their laughter mingling with the rustle of the trees. It was the perfect setting, a backdrop that felt as if it had been painted just for this moment.

Your heart fluttered with every step closer to the café, the anticipation growing with each passing second. You spotted Mingi before he saw you, his tall figure unmistakable even from a distance. He was leaning casually against the doorframe, his hands tucked into the pockets of his coat. The soft, golden light of the late afternoon sun framed him in a way that made him seem almost ethereal, like a figure from a dream. His dark hair ruffled slightly in the breeze, and when he looked up and your eyes met, a warm smile spread across his face, instantly melting away the last traces of my nervousness.

You felt a wave of calm wash over you as you approached him, the world around the two of you narrowing until it felt like it was just you and him in that moment. Mingi stepped forward to greet you, his smile widening as he reached out and took your hand, his touch warm against the coolness of the day.

"Hey," he said softly, his voice carrying a warmth that matched the autumn hues around us. "You look amazing."

"Thank you," you replied, feeling a blush rise to your cheeks as you took in the sight of him. He looked effortlessly handsome, his coat hugging his broad shoulders, the color of the fabric harmonizing perfectly with the vibrant scenery around.

You stepped into the café together, the bell above the door chiming softly as you entered. The interior was cosy and inviting, with wooden beams overhead and a fireplace crackling in the corner, casting a warm glow across the room. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods filled the air, and he found a spot by the window, where you could watch the leaves fall outside as you sipped from the drinks he ordered.

As you settled into the seats, the initial nerves you had felt earlier faded entirely, replaced by a comfortable warmth that spread through you as he began to talk. Mingi's laughter was infectious, and soon you were sharing stories, the conversation flowing effortlessly. The more he talked, the more you realized how much you enjoyed his company, his easygoing nature, a perfect complement to the serene atmosphere around.

Outside, the sun dipped lower in the sky, casting long shadows across the park and painting the world in deeper shades of orange and red. The day felt like a beautiful, slow unfolding, each moment with Mingi more meaningful than the last. The warmth of the café, the crispness of the autumn air, and the simple joy of being with someone who made you feel so at ease—everything felt just right, as if the world had conspired to make this first date something special, something to remember.

As the evening drew closer, the two of you decided to take a walk through the park, hand in hand. The path was lined with trees whose branches arched overhead, creating a tunnel of golden leaves that crunched underfoot. The air was cool, but with Mingi by your side, it felt perfect, each step took together affirming the connection you were beginning to build.

There was some kind of magic in the air, something unspoken yet understood between the two of you, walking in comfortable silence. The day had been everything you could have hoped for and more, a perfect beginning to what felt like the start of something truly special. As you paused by the edge of the pond, watching the reflection of the fiery sky ripple across the water, you knew that this was a moment I would hold onto for a long time—a perfect first date, wrapped in the beauty of autumn and the warmth of newfound affection.

"H-hey so... I know we haven't been together for long but.."

"Hm?" you said, confused.

"You know that when we were hooking up, you came over at my house multiple times to play my favourite video game with me but... would you maybe want to spend the night... with me? I enjoyed spending time with you today, for this first date. I absolutely loved it", Mingi said, taking your hands into his, rubbing to warm them up.

"Y-yes, babe. Why not? We can watch a movie or something" you said, embracing his broat yet comforting body.

"Okay then, let's go" he murmured and held your hand, walking side by side.

*several minutes later, arriving at his apartment*

"Oh, let me" he said, taking off your coat. "Make yourself at home. In case you'd like some snacks, you know where to find them. I'll get us something to drink and I'll turn on whatever movie we haven't seen." he said and got his flip flops on, stepping onto the dark coloured rug in his living room. "Do you have any preference?" you heard him from the kitchen. "Nooo! Choose whatever!" you shouted back. You took out some random snacks and cookies from the cupboard and went back in the living room, taking a seat next to Mingi.

"I put on some kind of romance, I think we've seen it already but I didn't invite you here to watch a movie, necessarily. I wanna spend time with you. Wanna cuddle, maybe... while watching said movie, hm?" he said, embracing you.

"Yup, sounds good. Here, take some cookies, I just got em from your cupboard" you said, giggling, taking one of the cookies out and bringing it up to his lips. He took a bite and smiled at you, his right hand carresing your thigh.

"So... Mingi, babe. How do you feel about the fact that, after weeks, even months of hooking up.. we finally officialised our relationship?" you asked, looking him in the eyes.

"I was.. shy at first, to be honest with you. Like, we've made out in the past and all but the intimacy we later had because of this relationship was top tier. I don't know, I felt really positive about it." Mingi said, confidently.

*about two hours later, still cuddling up with Mingi on the couch, feeling a tad sleepy right as the movie ends, because he carresed your back the whole time*

"Sweetie, are you asleep?" Mingi said, softly.

"N-no, I was just staying still for a moment, why?"

"D-do you remember how the movie started..?" he said, making you a little bit more attentive.

"Yes, what's with that?"

"You know.. I thought we could.. maybe recreate it?" he said, looking in your eyes, his gaze darkening upon seeing your outfit once again for the night.

Oh.

"Mingi, I-" you stuttered.

"It's totally fine if you don-" but you interrupted him by going in for a kiss, which he took as a 'yes'. He then basically jumped on you, like he has been waiting for this moment for an eternity. One of his hands on your waist and one on the nape of your neck, he was all over you.

"Y-know baby, I've been waiting for this moment for so long" he said, breaking the kiss. "You've always looked so good, damn. But I never dared touch you when we were hooking up. This little... almost fragile-like body of yours... I never dared to feel it.. afraid I might destroy it. But now... oh babe, I am not gonna hold myself back." his kisses going from your cheek to your neck, where he softly marked you.

"D-don't hold yourself back-ngh" you stuttered, already feeling heat pooling in your lace panties, as his right hand was finding it's way under your blouse, now resting on your bra, tugging at it softly.

He put one hand under your ass and one on your lower back, holding you close. You couldn't see where he was going, but you were sure of one thing. He wasn't gonna take it slow.

As he placed you on a table, which was in the living room, he stopped for a moment to look at you. He was eye-fucking you, literally.

"God damn, love." his right hand on your waist, the other one under your breast, holding you still, his thumb brushing over the nipple. "You look so fucking good, like this..." his left hand going to your bra, unbuckling it. "Are you sure you're all good with it?" he asked once more.

"Yes. Mingi, please-" you pleaded.

"I thought so." he said as his hand slid your blouse off, your nipples getting harder at the colder sensation, bare in front of him. He then took you off the table for a moment, helped you out of your jeans and panties. You were now completely naked in front of him, Mingi fully clothed. His hard erection straining against his jeans, you were standing in front of him, looking contently from his lips, where you wanted to plant a kiss, to his bulge, which you wanted to take care of. You tugged at his pants for a moment. He smirked at the sight, but he wasn't quite content with your decision, yet.

"Sweetie, you eat your dinner take out or at a restaurant, I eat mine on this table. Get on, now" Mingi said an tapped the table. You did as he said, of course, and in a second he softly pushed you on your back, being careful about your head hitting the hard wood. He dragged you almost to the rim of the table, to which he halfway kneeled in front of you.

"Oh- my god" you said as he tightened his grip on your thighs, keeping you still.

"Spread out, babe. Don't be shy, I wanna see and eat every part of you" the tall man whispered. He left a trail of kisses on your thighs and without warning, his right hand went right between your legs. You lightly flinched at his touch, two of his fingers rubbing your wet folds. His fingers were soflty fondling with your cunt, his kisses getting dangerously closer.

"Stay. Still" Mingi said and started eating you out, his tongue hitting all your sweet spots. You started squirming under him, but he had a death grip on your thighs which you thought it would for sure leave marks later. His sharp and perfect nose hit your clit numerous times, sending shivers down your spine. Nails digging in your hips, his tongue traveling your body in ways you never thought you'd get explored.

"N-this feels so good-" you murmured. When he hears those words, the rytym of his tongue got faster and steadier, sending you over the edge. It didn't take long for the heat in your belly to appear and with a few more nibbing at your clit, the knot that formed in your belly unfolded and you came, some strings of silky white liquid dripping on the man's chin as he stood up.

"You taste so good... But I'm not done with you" Mingi said and took his clothes off, leaving only his briefs on. You softly gasped at his size, the girth and length for sure being way more than you could take (your fingers or the vibrator you bought a while ago whatsoever). His right hand went to your neck without warning and pushed you on the table again, laying flat on the surface, while his left hand brought your legs over his hips, lining his cock right to your hole. You were basically already all prepped up from him eating you out so he pushed himself in without warning, getting a loud moan out of your softly rising chest. He stood like that for a moment then started rapidly pounding you, the dining table moving under your weight and his power.

"You look so hot, babe. All flushed for me" he said and bottomed down, your cheeks indeed being rosy red and your forehead sweaty, your head dizzy and your legs trembling. He was still going at it and you could already feel the total opposite sensation you usually feel and that was... your body being overstimulated and overwhelmed by all that's happening. He couldn't care less tho, he had and wanted to take care of his own erection, to which he was ramming into you with a lot of power and steadiness.

Though, he was getting closer and closer. A quiet string of curses was leaving his lips, hips snapping against your pelvis, your legs bringing him closer and locking him inside you. He took that action as a free pass to finish in your cunt and did so, the feeling of being filled all up by your one and only man sending you over the edge and another knot in your belly unveiling... this time you squirted all over you and him, his face forming into a pleased smirk at the view. He fucked you through his orgasm and slowed down.

""Cmon up, easy" Mingi said and helped you stand up on your own, legs trembling and head dizzy. He looked at you contently and hugged you, giving you soft kisses. The closure he showed and gave you right after he was inches deep inside your cunt warmed your body up, cuddling against his bare skin.

"Let's get you washed up. How... was it?" he softly said and guided you to the bathroom.

"I have no words... it was fucking amazing!" you said.

"Up for a 2nd round?" Mingi winked flirtously at the shower.

"Mingi!"

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4 Nations Face Off

A/N: ahhhh I’m so sorry this took me forever to actually write, but I made sure to make it a long one 🥹 here’s a lil updated piece on what the Matthews fam is up to.

I haven't posted any new writing in a time, so I would love to hear what y'all think 🫶🏼

Word Count: 4.8k

“Are you sure?”

Carson looked at the blonde walking next to her and smiled, adjusting her position to accommodate Mia, who was perched on her side and not saying much as she leaned against her mom's shoulder. 

“Yes, Steph,” she replied, then stopped. "Go. Celebrate with the Team Canada girls; you deserve it. I’m sure Mitch will be looking for you. We’ll be okay.”

“I know, but,” Steph started, then trailed off. “I guess I just got used to the thought that we’d be celebrating a championship for our guys together. Not that they’d be against each other during it.”

Carson nodded sadly, knowingly, then shook her head as she glanced down at her Team USA hockey jacket.

“Me too. But, it was just for tonight. You know I’m loyal to Canada, but I'm also loyal to my partner and he just lost a big game. We go back to being on the same side tomorrow.”

“Of course.”

Steph gently put her hand on Carson’s arm and squeezed reassuringly, before pulling her and Mia into a hug.

“You’re sure you’re ok if I go?” Steph asked again, giving them an extra squeeze. 

“Yes, I promise,” Carson assured as she returned the hug. “I’ve already texted Mitchy, but congratulate him for me again. We’re going to find Auston.”

“Ok, I will. I’ll see you two in a bit. Tell Auston he played great.”

“I will. Now go.”

“Ok, I’m going. Bye, Miss Meems. Love you.”

“Bye-bye, Stephy, love youuuu,” Mia waved to her godmother tiredly as Steph gave Carson one last questioning glance before stepping away from them. 

When Carson said nothing else but continued to smile, Steph nodded and went on her way. 

Carson watched her friend dodge the people, mainly employees and family members of Team Canada and USA, flooding into the lower hallways of TD Garden. She couldn’t help but smile at the Canadian flag stitched on the back of the red leather jacket Steph wore before she disappeared out of sight, feeling an immense sense of pride and happiness for the guys representing the country she was from following their win at the 4 Nations Face-Off. 

She grew up a Canadian hockey fan. Like so many others, Carson had idolized Sidney Crosby for as long as she could remember. Mitch, her cousin and best friend was also part of that winning team, which made it even more special. Canada winning was something that, given any other circumstance, she’d absolutely be celebrating.

However, the man Carson loved was the captain of the team that just lost to the Canadians. She had more ambivalence about this situation than she ever knew possible.

With a sigh, she looked back at Mia and adjusted her higher onto her hip.

“Well, little miss, I think we should go find your daddy,” she suggested.

“Yeah, we see Daddy,” Mia replied nodding, making Carson smile again before she kissed the top of the three-year-old's head and began walking again.

As a lifelong Leafs fan, Carson knew TD Garden was a daunting arena to play hockey in. She’d experienced it as a fan of the opposing team, but this time was entirely different.

Despite how much Carson mentally prepared herself for the 4 Nations Face-Off, she’d be a liar if she said she wasn’t exhausted by all of it. Of course, she knew the entire ordeal was an incredible thing to be able to witness and be a part of. Carson was extremely thankful for the experience, but she also had a nagging thought telling her she was in over her head thinking she’d be able to navigate it all. The Auston and Team USA loss was the unfortunate icing on top of the cake. 

The past week was the first time Carson had travelled with both babies since she and Auston brought them from Phoenix to Toronto in late summer. Mia, at just three years old, was fairly used to flying, at least. Carter, on the other hand, was not. Given that the youngest member of the Matthews family wasn’t quite nine months old yet, Carter wasn’t as versed on travel as his older sister was. He hadn’t even experienced an entire hockey season living in Toronto yet, and despite being so young, had already shown his parents how much of a homebody and creature of habit he was.  

Which was why only Mia and Carson were at the game that night.

Carter also made the trip to Montreal and Boston with his family, but an 8pm start game on top of being away from home for over a week was too much for the infant. Thankfully, Carson’s brother Nate and his girlfriend Claire met up with the Matthews family in Montreal to help out with the kids. Nate and Claire stayed at the hotel with Carter, babysitting so Carson could attend each of Team USA’s games with Mia to cheer on Auston alongside his parents.

Carson was ridiculously nervous about having someone else watch Carter, even if it was only for a few hours each night Team USA played. It was in no offence to her brother and his girlfriend by any means, either. They were both high on the list of people she and Auston trusted to watch their babies. But, this tournament was also the first time Carson was away from her son for a prolonged time since he was born. 

Given the hecticness that occurred when Carter was born with a health scare for both mom and baby, followed by a rough postpartum healing period and a few doctor’s visits in the months after, it was understandable for Carson and Carter to have separation anxiety from each other. This tournament was a test of that, but it was a step Carson wanted to take for herself. She could’ve easily stayed home with Mia and Carter in Toronto while Auston left for a week, but Carson decided to push herself. She wanted to get out of her comfort zone for Mia and Auston, who were also still adjusting to the changes in their lives that a new family member brought on just like her. The 4 Nations Face-Off was important to Auston and Carson wanted to be there.

Having Nate and Claire willing to help out made it all possible.

The first night Carson and Mia headed to the Bell Centre in Montreal to watch Team USA with Auston’s parents while Nate and Claire stayed at the hotel with Carter wasn't easy. Carter was fussy and there was a point where Nate had to text his sister asking where something was. Carson immediately assumed the worst. She didn’t know what was happening at the hotel but knew the item Nate was looking for was a comfort item of Carter’s and that he must’ve been upset if Nate needed to find it. She tried her best not to worry and make it through the remainder of the game but still felt anxious and debated taking Mia back to the hotel despite it only being the 1st intermission. 

Luckily, that didn’t need to happen. About five minutes after Carson texted Nate, he responded with a picture of Carter asleep in Claire’s arms saying all was well. The game nights that Carter was watched by his uncle and aunt following that first one went smoothly too. So smooth that there was no hesitation regarding them joining the Matthews family in Boston to continue helping.  

Carson and Auston were incredibly thankful to Nate and Claire as the trips to both cities wouldn’t have been possible without them. And wouldn't have eventually led to the night of the final USA vs. Canada matchup at TD Garden where Carson and Mia watched together.

It was strange but amazing for Carson to be part of the type of fans crowding the stands that night. It was the first time she’d ever cheered for anything regarding the USA and sports, especially hockey. She and Auston didn’t know each other the last time he represented Team USA in early 2016. They met that October after he’d begun playing on the Leafs alongside Mitch. This was also the first time she watched her husband and cousin compete against each other instead of being on the same team.

Growing up a Canadian hockey fan, going into this, Carson knew the rivalry between Canada and the USA ran deep. She loved that the 4 Nations tournament sparked excitement in that contention again, but she was conflicted. She wanted Canada to win but also wanted Auston to win. Unfortunately, caring for both sides meant one would lose either way. In this case, the losing side was her husband, and she needed to be there for him.

In the moments following Canada scoring the winning goal in overtime, Carson observed Auston from the stands, already being able to tell how this loss wasn’t an easy one for him. His expression said all she needed to know and it made Carson’s heart ache for the man she loved most.

There were a few moments of silence between Carson and Auston’s parents from where they sat next to her after that final goal horn. Their quietness was only broken when Mia looked up from where she sat on Ema’s lap and asked why her daddy was sad after the cameras showed him on the big screen. The camera displayed how he watched as Team Canada celebrated at the other end of the ice looking utterly defeated. While Mia watched, Brian explained that Auston didn’t win, which made her expression turn from curiosity to concern.

As both teams began forming lines to shake hands, Carson’s in-laws noticed her gazing at one section over where most of the families of Team Canada were celebrating with each other. Amongst the Sea of Canada supporters were members of Carson’s family. Her aunt, uncle, cousin and Steph were all there cheering for Mitch and the rest of the team. Carson was happy for them and Mitch, she really was, but when she looked back at Auston on the ice, she felt sadness all over again.

Ema suggested Carson and Mia go over to them, reminding Carson she was still allowed to be happy about the outcome and that she should let herself have a moment of celebration with the others. Carson was hesitant to do so, but Auston’s parents insisted she go and said they’d meet her and Mia downstairs.

As Carson made her way, carrying Mia to the next section, she was met by Lauren Kyle McDavid who pulled them in for a quick hug before helping them through the crowd so they could get to the Marner family and celebrate.

Eventually, Carson and Mia ended up with Steph in the lower parts of TD Garden before parting ways. However, as they walked through some more hallways together to find Auston, Carson became painfully aware that she had no idea where she was going and started wondering if she should ask for help.

Carson continued walking, still unsure which way she was headed but tried to stay out of other people's way as she passed them. Once she ended up in a completely unfamiliar hallway, she stopped and let out a huff of frustration.

"Mia, I think we might be lost," Carson spoke quietly, making Mia look at her questioningly.

"Where Daddy?" Mia asked, her little brows furrowing as she glanced around the unfamiliar area.

"That's what I'm trying to figure out, bub."

“Mrs. Matthews?”

Carson jumped slightly when a voice hesitantly spoke up from behind her. She didn’t recognize who was speaking, but given the formal way they addressed her, Carson knew she didn’t know them. So, she turned around to face them and smiled politely.

“Oh, hi, yes, hello,” Carson stumbled over her words when she encountered what seemed to be a mother and her children, she assumed given the resemblance between them all. The children's ages ranged from a boy in maybe his preteens to two girls in their late teens or early twenties. They all wore Team USA merch.

“Sorry to bother you,” the woman greeted kindly. “But you seem a little lost. If you’re looking for the area strictly for players' families, it’s this hallway back here.”

Carson smiled wider and shook her head as the lady pointed to a nearby hallway she walked past moments before.

“It’s that obvious I have no idea where I’m going, eh?”

“No! Not at all! Well, maybe a little. The way you were headed leads back to the main concourse, which I assumed you weren’t looking for. We’re Bruins season ticket holders, so we know our way around. We’ve seen a few NHL family members make the same mistake down here. It gets confusing.”

“Always a plus knowing your way around these kind of places,” Carson replied. “Thank you for letting me know before I got even more lost.”

“Of course,” the woman said, smiling then glanced at her kids.

However, before the woman could say anything else, one of her daughters spoke up.

“Are you really Carson Matthews?” She asked. “Like you’re married to THE Auston Matthews?”

“Jess!” The older girl of the three kids gasped, her eyes widening. “You can’t just ask her that.”

“What? We were all wondering about it. Mom wasn’t even sure it was her before she said anything.”

“Jessica, I should’ve sent you to go get the car with your father,” the woman sighed, shaking her head. Then she looked at Carson again. “Please ignore my child. Sometimes, she doesn’t have a filter.”

“It’s alright,” Carson chuckled, observing as the two sisters bickered while their younger brother watched. They reminded Carson a lot of her relationships with her sister and brother. “But to answer your question, yes, I am that Carson. And this is my daughter, Mia. We were just going to see Auston, hoping to cheer him up after the loss.”

Carson glanced at Mia, who’d been quiet the entire interaction while leaning against her mom's shoulder, observing the family of strangers. Mia remained silent but didn’t seem uncomfortable as she began mindlessly fiddling with the collar of Carson’s puffer jacket.

“Woah,” the son said. “That’s so cool.”

“Well, we mustn't keep you then,” the woman stated, smiling again. “It was a tough loss, but Auston played great. We loved seeing him repping the USA.”

“Me too, even as a Canadian,” Carson replied.

“Even though he’s a Leaf, Matthews is one of my favourite players,” the boy spoke, earning slight scowls from his mom and oldest sister.

“Marner and Nylander are mine,” the middle sister chimed in.

“Oh, my god, you’re all so embarrassing,” groaned the oldest sister. “She literally knows all of them.”

Carson laughed when their mother sent her an exhausted look.

“Marner and Nylander are Mia’s favourite Leafs too,” Carson told them, unable to keep a straight face as she laughed. “But we can’t say that to her dad, he’ll be butthurt.”

Everyone laughed with her.

"Well, it was lovely to meet you," the woman replied after a moment, smiling softly. "Please do make sure Auston doesn't beat himself up too much over this loss. He really was such a joy to watch and cheer for, for once."

"Yeah, I'm saving up to get his USA jersey!" The boy stated excitedly, making Carson's heart swell with pride.

"Is that so?" Carson asked, smiling again as the boy nodded. "I think that's a pretty great jersey to own. But, want to know what else I think would look cool with it?"

The boy nodded again.

"Yeah!"

"This."

Carson reached into her purse and grabbed the Team USA hockey puck that Auston signed residing inside of it, to show the boy. No, she didn't normally carry around things Auston signed. During one of the off days in Montreal a week prior, Auston spent some of the afternoon signing items for the NHLPA. When he met Carson, Mia and Carter afterwards, he tossed Carson a puck and teasingly told her it might be worth something one day. Rolling her eyes, Carson put the puck in her purse and didn't think anymore about it.

Each time she opened the purse, she was reminded it was there, but she kept forgetting to take it out. It wasn't until they were away from the hotel again that she realized it was still there. However, seeing how the boy's face lit up when he saw the puck made Carson very happy about not remembering to take it out of her purse earlier that evening.

“Woah,” the boy gasped, his eyes widening. “That’s Matthews’ autograph!”

“It is,” Carson confirmed with a nod, then handed him the puck. “And I think he’d want you to have it."

"Really!?"

"Of course. But it's the only one I've got on me, so you'll have to share it with your sisters."

"Thank you, Mrs! Guys, look."

The three kids huddled together as they observed the puck. Soon they began discussing who would have custody of the item to display in their room, but their mother added her two cents about that first.

"Brave for any of you to assume your father won't be finding a way to have that framed," the woman said, chuckling, then looked back to Carson. "Thank you so much. You didn't have to do that."

"I know," Carson responded. "But I wanted to.”

“You’re very kind, Carson. Kids, what do you say to her?”

“Thank you!” The two daughters said in unison.

“Thank you so much,” the boy exclaimed and before Carson knew it, he was rushing towards her to wrap his arms around her middle in a hug.

The boy's mom gasped and went to say something to him, but Carson mouthed that it was ok, grinning widely as she tried her best to return the gesture with her free arm that wasn't carrying Mia. After a quick embrace, the boy moved away before returning to his mother and sisters, still beaming.

"You're very welcome," Carson responded, then glanced at Mia who was looking up at her, blinking tiredly. "But, we better get going. Our family is probably wondering where we've gone off to."

"Of course," the woman replied. "Thank you again for being so sweet, it means a lot."

Before parting ways, the woman gave Carson the directions of where to find the area for families again, before she and Mia headed on their way.

It didn't take Carson much longer to find where they needed to go after that, and as she rounded one final corner and spotted some significant others and family members of Team USA, she knew she was in the right place.

"Mommy, I want Daddy," Mia pouted, then sighed.

Carson glanced around for any sign of Auston or his parents and also sighed when she couldn’t spot them.

“I know, baby,” Carson hummed in response. “He’s gotta be here somewhere.”

“Carson,” a female voice called, making Carson turn to see Odette, Zach Werenski’s fiancée, smiling as she walked toward her and Mia. "And Miss Mia. I was wondering where you girls went off to."

Carson grinned back and Mia greeted her excitedly.

Since Auston was the only Leafs player on Team USA, the wives and girlfriends of the other guys on the team were a group Carson wasn't familiar with. She'd met a couple of the girls a few times before but didn't know any of them very well. Being one of the first players announced to represent the USA on top of also being the Captain's wife, Carson knew she wouldn't be the only girl in that group who didn't really know anyone else and was set on ensuring none of them felt out of place.

Once the entire USA roster was finalized, Carson got to work on connecting with the girls who would also be cheering on their guys during the tournament. As a Canadian, Carson was the first to admit she had no idea where to start when it came to repping the USA. She was happy to listen to suggestions and ideas from the other girls regarding plans for things like where to go for a group dinner before one of the games and design ideas for their matching jackets. They all got along very well with each other and Carson was glad she was able to develop a relationship with other player's significant others from around the league.

Odette was one of the girls she really hit it off with. The two of them grew quite close over the two-week tournament to the point that even Mia grew a bit of an attachment to the Blue Jackets star defenseman's fiancée.

"Hey," Carson greeted. "Sorry, I know, we kinda disappeared. I got a little lost after going to see my family and some of the Canadian girls."

"Not surprising," Odette chuckled. "This place feels like a labyrinth. I would've been lost without Alessandra and Kiley."

"Honestly. They were godsends with their recommendations and help around Boston."

"I'm sure you two would've given us the same hospitality had we all been in Toronto or Columbus," another female voice chimed in. It was Alessandra, who was standing nearby with the Swayman family.

"Exactly," stated Kiley, as she walked by. Despite Charlie, her husband, being injured during an earlier game and the two of them welcoming their son just a couple of weeks before the tournament began, Kiley still was very involved and even made the time to watch the final game.

"Yeah, I can give real good tips on how not to be jump scared by the cannon in Columbus too, if you need it," Odette teased, making everyone who was nearby laugh, before she looked back at Carson and Mia. "I assume you're both looking for Auston."

"We are," Carson replied. "Have you seen him?"

"Not yet, but the guys should start coming out here any minute now. Come wait with me and Zach's family so you're not standing over here alone."

Carson smiled at Odette in thanks, then followed her to where the Werenski family was standing.

While they waited, Carson chatted with Zach's family about the game as well as their travel plans about flying back home since the regular NHL season would be resuming in the coming days. Odette wasted no time taking Mia from Carson, holding her as they stood there talking, which Mia sure wasn't opposed to.

After about five minutes, guys from the team began trickling into the area all of their families were waiting. When Zach approached them, Carson told him how great he played before giving Odette a quick hug and taking Mia back so they wouldn't interfere with their family regrouping.

A few more minutes passed, and Carson observed the girls she'd spent so much time planning and coordinating with over the past almost two months, who immediately became a rock for their guys. They were all there, ready and willing to pick up the pieces following such a devastating loss. It was a notion Carson was all too familiar with and she smiled fondly while watching the other girls, knowing they were all just one big support system.

"Mama," Mia said as she lifted her head from Carson's shoulder and patted her arm. "Look! It's Daddy."

Carson's gaze immediately followed where Mia was pointing further down the hallway and there was Auston, entering the area with his parents not far behind. His warm brown eyes met hers instantly and he smiled sadly. Compared to when he left the hotel earlier that day, his deep blue suit and hair sticking out from under his beanie were way more dishevelled. He looked utterly beat and Carson's feet began taking her towards him without a second thought.

"It sure is, baby," Carson told Mia as she stepped around the other families. "Do you want to go get him?"

"Yeah!"

Knowing exactly what that meant, Carson stopped briefly to set Mia down on the ground and watched as she sprinted towards her dad as fast as her little legs could take her. Auston's expression noticeably lit up as he watched Mia approach. Once she was close enough, he grinned widely and crouched down so that she could run into his arms. He wasted no time scooping her up and Carson continued toward them, feeling emotionally at the way Mia snuggled right into him.

"What are you still doing up, Mini?" Auston asked, looking at their toddler with a stern gaze. "It's way past your bedtime."

"She had her headphones on and everything, but was too focused on the game and forced herself to stay up," Carson explained as she approached them.

"I see," Auston replied, then he looked at Carson, and his gaze softened again. "Hey, you."

"Hey," she greeted, then, without another word, crashed into him and hugged him tightly. He held her just as tight with his arm that wasn't holding Mia. "I’m so proud of you, Auston, and I’m sorry it didn’t end the way you were hoping. How are you? Are you ok?"

After asking him if he was ok, Carson leaned back to look up at her husband with a serious expression. It was no secret that Auston had been dealing with an injury for most of the season. He missed quite a few games for the Leafs because of it and even received treatment overseas in hopes of making it more manageable. The details of the injury weren’t public knowledge but of course, Carson knew. She was very aware of how much he was pushing himself to be there for his team and take part in the 4 Nations Tournament, which had her constantly worried.

“Yes, Carse, I’m fine,” he replied, not expanding on any details. However, the look on his face said otherwise.

“Auston-.”

“I know, babe. I know. I’m not trying to stress you out, I promise. Let’s talk about it after we leave.”

“Ok, as long as you’re alright,” Carson responded, then squeezed him again. She knew he’d talk to her more about everything without so many people around.

Auston kissed the top of her head, then turned his attention to Mia.

"Did you have a fun night with Mommy?" He asked.

"Yeah," she nodded, then her expression turned serious. "Daddy, you didn't win."

Carson's mouth fell open in shock at her abruptness, then she looked at Brian and Ema, who also seemingly didn't know what to say regarding Mia's response.

Auston, naturally, handled it like a champ. He exhaled calmly and held their daughter's gaze.

"What was that, bub?"

"You didn't win."

Auston shook his head, the slightest smile tugging at his lips.

"I didn't?"

"No… My Mitchy winned."

"Mia, honey," Carson started because she didn't want Mia to make the loss more challenging, unintentionally, but stopped when Auston glanced at her again.

"It's ok," he assured before looking back at Mia. "You're right, your Mitchy did win."

"Is that who wanted to win, Mimi?" Carson asked.

Mia shook her head.

"I didn't want Mitchy to win," she answered.

"That's alright," Auston told her, smiling. "We can be happy for Mitchy."

The two of them looked at each other for a moment while Mia just blinked, then she wrapped her arms around her dad's neck in a hug.

"You want Whaley, Daddy?"

Auston chuckled and began rubbing her back.

"Would you like me to have Whaley?"

Mia nodded and stayed leaning against Auston.

"I've got him," Ema spoke, then pulled Mia's whale plushie out of her bag and handed it to Carson.

"Leave it to our kid to be the one humbling you after a game like that," Carson said as she passed Whaley to Auston.

"The only better than her at humbling me is her mother," Auston teased, making Carson roll her eyes.

"I don't think anyone would expect anything less from your two's child," Brian said, chuckling.

"Good thing she's cute," Carson stated then winked at Mia, who smiled cheekily before hiding against her dad's shoulder.

"Got that right," Auston agreed, noticeably in better spirits than when first reuniting with his girls in that hallway. "Well, I think we should head back to the hotel since a little guy is waiting there for us. What do you say, Mini?"

"Uncle Natey?" Mia asked, perking right up again.

"Not who I was thinking of. But, yeah, Uncle Nate is there too."

"One of these days she'll actually be excited about seeing her baby brother," Carson sighed. "Nate is tough competition, I suppose."

"That's alright, more loving on Carter for me," Ema said, smiling.

"Shall we?" Auston asked Carson while holding his arm out to loop hers through.

"Lead the way," she replied while looping her arm with his, then leaned against his shoulder as they began walking together.

As they headed toward a nearby exit, Carson glanced around at the other families still lingering nearby and waved goodbye to those she knew as they passed. Odette called out again, reminding Carson that just because the tournament was over didn't mean she could get rid of her that easily. Carson laughed in response and left TD Garden feeling extra grateful for her crazy hockey life.

[peppercornpress]

Fic Author Self Rec! When you get this reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, or some snippets from upcoming WIPS. Let’s spread the self-love! Love ya and thank you for all you do!! 💖

Ahhhh!! Days!! Love you too and love the idea of spreading self-love! It's so hard for me to do lately... I feel like everything I write is blah.

I've wanted to share WIPs because they're fun... but it goes against my desire to dump out completely finished work so I kept holding back... but a part of me thinks I need some feedback/advice for this specific WIP? Like... if people have opinions on how they'd like the fic to end, I'm all ears because I'm afraid my current direction doesn't have the oomph I'm after. (I know that's not the point of you asking me about WIPS... but I do love what I have so far)

Here's a snippet of my WIP 'A Thousand Papercuts' (Midway into chapter 1)

Hinata made sure to contact Akane’s desk before she swung by the office. Hinata knew she did everything right, and even got a text from her husband five minutes before she arrived on his floor that proved he wasn’t in a crucial meeting. She made sure to properly greet Akane at her desk to ‘check in’.

“Thank you for calling in advance!” Akane said, looking much more pleasant and not a hint of annoyance in her tone. “I know it’s a hassle just to see your own husband, but I really do appreciate when things are done in an orderly fashion. Shall we?” 

“Yes.” Hinata nodded, “Oh, and this is just a small offering for all the hard-workers here.” she passed over the large paper bag she filled with homemade cookies. She had done so every once in a while, and Naruto had always said how grateful the staff was. “As a token of the Uzumaki-family’s gratitude.”

Akane made a noise of pleasure, accepting the gift and peeking inside. “You shouldn’t have! Wow! I’ll be sure to pass them out.” but the way she tossed the bag a little roughly on her desk made Hinata finally pause and give her a long and scrutinizing look.

Akane must have noticed because she immediately back-tracked.

“Sorry, I’m a little heavy handed today–was it breakable?”

“N-no…”

“Please accept my apologies!”

Wordlessly, Hinata nodded. Akane shot her a shrug and a smile.

And that’s when Hinata’s dislike for the woman finally cemented in her heart. All of her previous interactions with the woman, to whom she gave generous excuses for her rudeness, suddenly made a lot more sense.

Akane was purposefully snubbing her. Hinata squared her shoulders, remembering the handful of times this had happened in the past with other bullies while she was still attending the Academy.

“This way.” Akane then flashed her a smug smile, a smile that expressed Akane’s mutual dislike of Hinata. 

“I don’t mean to take time out of your day.” Hinata said, cautiously. Once she realized what kind of person Akane was, she knew it made the most sense to distance herself from Akane as soon as possible. “I know the way to his office, thank you.” She didn’t wait for a reply this time and walked her way to Naruto’s door, but felt Akane’s quickened footsteps following after her.

When Hinata got to Naruto’s office, Naruto’s looked like he was trying to desperately fight sleep while holding a dry electric razor to his face. He quickly shoved the razor under his desk, before relaxing, and seeing it was Hinata. His sheepish, boyish grin made Hinata’s heart ache.

“Oh Hinata!” Naruto got up from his desk. As he cheerfully waved, Akane squeezed past Hinata and entered his office first. She waved as if he was waving to her this whole time. 

Hinata had just been pondering ‘why?’ the short time it took to walk over to Naruto’s office. Why was Akane being so rude? Why did Akane want to be openly rude to the Hokage’s wife? What benefits her for doing such a thing? 

But Akane happily presented Hinata with the obvious reason right away. 

Her voice turned to honey as she addressed Hinata’s husband, “Hokage-sama, I know it’s poor timing on my part, but I need you to stamp a few things?”

“Just put it on my desk,” Naruto said distractedly, waving her off. It didn’t surprise Hinata to see that Naruto didn’t even spare her a second glance. He was just as dense as she was to the come-ons of the opposite sex, or he had no interest in flirty coworkers. He comically craned his neck to keep his eye contact with Hinata even as Akane stood directly in front of him to try to block his view. “Hinata, you got a moment to chat?”

“Of course,” Hinata switched out the duffle bag she was carrying to one she spotted conveniently placed near the far left corner of the room. 

“Yeah, it’s about Boruto and this ‘rebellious’ stage of his–” Naruto said, rubbing the base of his neck and grumbling. That’s when he did a double-take, noticing Akane was still in the room, and frowned.

Hinata took this time to observe how her husband dealt with Akane. 

Naruto calmly waited for Akane to place some files on his desk. Akane was being deliberately slow, placing each piece of paper on the desk as if it was made of fine porcelain. Naruto lost his patience by the ten-second mark. 

Naruto cleared his throat. 

Akane looked up from her task as if snapped from a daze.

“I’d like to talk privately with my wife,” Naruto announced, pointing in the direction of the door. “Today. Now.”

“O-oh! Sorry Hokage-sama, after last night’s long meeting…” she placed a dainty wrist over her mouth to suppress a yawn. “I’m a little sleep-deprived.”

In any other circumstance, I’m sure this would be enough reason for a professional to let Akane linger and drag her feet out the door, but Naruto didn’t have the best manners himself.

“Well, why don’t you take the rest of the day off?” Naruto shrugged. “Shizune-nee-chan can take over from here. Go home.”

Akane looked flustered. “N-no! I’m really ok! I can still work!”

“It’s alright. We all see how hard you’ve been working. You deserve to catch up on some shut-eye.” Naruto assured her brusquely, practically pushing Akane out the door and shutting it without a second thought. “Ugh, surrounded by work-a-holics.” he joked right away as soon as he turned back toward Hinata. 

“Said one of the biggest work-a-holics I know.” Hinata teased. 

“Hey! It’s not just my fault! Nobody seems to want to stop and rest around here–I feel guilty every time I step out of the office!” Naruto whined. “Anyway, about Boruto…”

Naruto was back to rambling, and Hinata found herself not fully present. Much like Akane’s act to get herself to linger in Naruto’s presence, Hinata found her mind drifting on what a comical situation she was in.

She was now a wife worrying about her husband’s secretary. It was so cliche, and stupid. 

She hadn’t had to deal with a jealous fangirl in a while. Hinata wasn’t a fun opponent toward petty women; she had grown up around especially sharp-tongued female relatives at the Hyuuga compound. She knew vicious ladies usually got bored if their victims didn’t entertain them. So Hinata had learned the difficult task of growing a thicker skin and letting barbed words slide off her back.

This method thankfully helped her ward away most of Naruto’s fangirls. They’d move on to more exciting prey. Hinata knew Akane would realize this sooner or later and give up when she realized Naruto was too devoted to his Hokage title to think of much else. 

And Hinata would also have to limit the time she spent around Akane’s presence…

“Hinata..? You ok?”

Hinata blinked, realizing she was nodding when she was supposed to be saying something back.

“You want me to talk to Boruto about his behavior,” she asked, just picking up things from context. “I have your back. I’ll talk to him.”

“That’s the thing! Talking to him ain’t cutting it. And MY yelling isn’t getting through to him! Could you use one of the old ways to get Boruto to straighten up? Like…take one of his favorite toys away–or make him take a time out! He still gets time-outs, right?” Hinata gave him a scrutinizing look, wondering if he was serious, but Naruto snapped his fingers when the right word came to him, “Ground him! Can you ground him for me? I mean…” he then stomped over to the windows and pointed. “Look what he wrote on my face!!”

Hinata walked over to the window and peered up at the rock faces. She saw the awful words ‘shitty dad’ scrawled over Naruto’s stone face, and it only made her heartbreak. 

He misses you. Hinata wanted to say. He’s lashing out! Just like you did! Can’t you see that?

“I’ll handle Boruto.” Hinata heard herself say to her worked up husband. She smoothed a hand over the orange fabric covering his heart. “Don’t worry.”

(End for now)

Essentially, it's a fic that would be resolved very quickly if Hinata just went up to Naruto and told him to fire his pesky secretary...but see, I don't see Hinata really doing that? She'd want to be diplomatic and subtle. She wouldn't want to cause waves... until Akane goes after her kids. It needs a lot more work... But it's REALLY just a fun excuse writing an underhanded mean-girl (Akane) get her just-comeuppance.

And yes--there was an outline... but the more recent changes I made would go against that and I'm fine with it? Haven't re-written a new outline in months so this fic is FULLY in limbo right now. lol

[gs0nk]

please tell me more about fat elliott

AHHHH!!! I'm so sorry for the late reply, sorry, I'm having a huge pause from all my socials bc of mental issues!! Pls forgive me ;___;

About fat Elliott: It seems to me that when you are sincerely immersed in writing and all your resources are spent on it, it is very easy to forget about the needs of your body (to be honest, this applies not only to writing, for example, I forget to eat when I draw and am too carried away by this activity) So, when he finally left the big city, in which he was uncomfortable leading his lifestyle, for some time he did not change his habits and forgot about eating. I also have a personal headcanon that being in an urban secular society that was filled with toxic fatphobia, he could deliberately starve, plus what I already described above. That is, yes, with the move from the city to the valley, a huge layer of toxic relationships left his life.

And of course the new neighbors were a little worried about him! Therefore, the cordiality and hospitality of the inhabitants of the valley gradually allowed Elliott to open up and begin to enjoy food, and a variety of food - from pumpkin pies to seafood. After all, if you don't have a toxic environment around you telling you what you should look like, it's much easier to learn to accept yourself. For example, Elliott thus discovered a real and sincere love for food, and therefore began to allow himself more, which affected his waistline.

But now this didn’t bother him much anymore, because, firstly, no one behaved fatphobically towards his new figure, and secondly, Elliott is one of those people for whom being overweight frankly suits him and adds charm and charisma.

[dutifullylazybread]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Spread the self-love ❤️

Ahhhh!!! Thank you so much for this!! 😭 This is such a wonderful ask! 💕💕💕

Full disclosure, I only have seven fics posted to Ao3, so the list is a bit sparse. I'm hoping to change this soon with a few lil smut pieces and some stories that I have cooking!

Deeply and Immovably So - [WIP] My Rolan x Tav long-fic. Most definitely one of the projects that I am the most proud of working on. It is a slow(er) burn than I am used to writing, but it has been so much fun to work on. I've gotten to really discover my writing style with this fic. 😊

At the Tail End of Things - [COMP] A Rolan x Tav smut!fic. I wanted to write something cute and domestic. Deeply and Immovably So can get really heavy at times, so to take a step back and just write some smut for the sake of writing smut makes me happy (though I am very sorry to the first 100 or so views who read this while there were some glaring errors I caught when I went back to edit!)

With You. At The Start. - [COMP] A Rolan x Tav fluff!fic written as a (very late) Valentine's day treat. I loved this one because I got to dig into the description and play with how spells are described and feel to the caster. Definitely a nice little treat for me.

Volo's Erotic Library - [Contributed a chapter][COMP] See, I don't want to tell you all which chapter I wrote, because I want everyone to read the collection and see how utterly cringey we all got while working on this (my one hint is that I cracked open a new pairing tag on Ao3... as did plenty of the other fics in this collection!). I loved contributing to this because it was fun to see how hard everyone could go. I wrote my chapter with the intention of just having fun and being ridiculous, and I accomplished exactly that!

A Quiet Homecoming - [COMP] This is the only non-BG3 fic on this list. This is my Vilkas x Dovahkiin smut!fic. This was also my very first forray into smut. So it's not perfect, but it is something that still makes me smile when I look back on it. Further down the line, I might write a ten-ish chaptered fic with this pairing, but that's a while out yet!

Thank you so much for this ask!! I'm so sorry it took me so long to respond! This was so fun though!! I'm going to (no pressure) tag @underdark-dreams @kimberbohwrites @lemonsrosesandlavender and whoever else would like to jump in! I'm not sure who has and hasn't done this yet, so if you have, no worries!! 💕

[apparently-artless]

Hey Art😊 I just finished mo dao zu shi after you suggested it and it was AMAZING!!! 😍

AHHHH!!!! Sorry for the very very very delayed reply. A lot of changes happening in my life lately. Or nope. Not really. I'm finally working back to the office so I'm making some adjustments. I still prefer working from home but there's nothing I can do about it. I so badly want to spend more time here on Tumblr but life's getting in the way. LOL

Anyway, sooooo glad you love it, too! I am also reading the webtoon because the anime was trying to downplay the BL in it. What with China's level of censorship and all. 🤭🤭 But the anime was nonetheless a good watch too! My best friend introduced the series to me before. But since it was a first for me to watch Chinese anime back then, I wasn't able to appreciate it. I was too caught up with the new language I am hearing. Then I gave it a try with the Japanese dub. But at that time, the entire series was not yet fully dubbed and I wanted to continue watching so I watched the original dub and just got used to it. So sorry I was blabbering too much! 😆😆

While we're talking about Chinese anime, you can also check Link Click! I promise you it's a masterpiece too. 😎😎

[thefuzzyaya]

Hello!! I'm late to the party but is your spideypool comics complete already? I remember seeing it a year ago on my fyp and being so hyped at the possibility of reading it! It's such good quality ahhhh, but now I'm struck with inability to find full version of it :(

Hello! I am sorry for late reply!

It depends, if you are talking about the #69 issue, it's not completed...sort of. I released two other comics (they are nsfw though so please check if you are okay with that) after that and working on third and it's all part of this story including 69 one. All my comic are on patr*on now only though, sorry 😔😔

[musette22]

SACRIFICE!! Omg YES!! I feel so stupid because I forgot about it when I'm also so excited for that look!!! Ahhhh, CANT WAIIIIIT (but yes announce a new project please Christopher 😭😭)

Aahh sorry for the late reply, honey! But YES, we do have Sacrifice coming up too, thank god! So SO excited for that one!! All three of them, really, I can't wait either 😍🥰 And in the meantime, let's just manifest Chris announcing something new very soon!! 💖🙏🏻

[theshipshipper]

Sansa starting to interact on the official account! Things are really getting juicy. Also I did not get that the Robb lore account was bran until it was spelt out so that was a nice suprise. The story continue to be amazing. Im always checking if theres an update when I wake up.

Ahhhh sorry for the late reply but I'm so happy you've enjoyed the story's progression so far. Also glad you liked the maester reveal hehe, one of my faves to make tbh. (In my headcanon rickon made the header for that (and some of the other yt thumbnails here and there and they pay him for it lol).

Thank you so much for reading the story and for this lovely comment. 💕💕💕

[ticifics]

ahhh ikky ml hello again 😭 !! i'm so sorry for a late reply, idk if you rmbr my lil msg, but stop you're so kind, my heart is imploding ?? i will most definitely be taking you up on the dm offer, js as soon as my coursework stops kicking my ass 😭😭🙏 i adore your energy so so much and can't wait to catch up on your new fics too (like hello i js know i'm gonna be blown away) <33 !!

(also I see you're writing for carmy, ahhhh i'm so so excited !!)

sending sooo much love <333

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ohhh, don't worry about it. and like, oh my gosh, it's kind of impossible to forget your message (I was completely honest when I said it hit my heart). and I'm completely speechless, stop, it's too dangerous to keep spilling such beautiful words (know that I'm closer to getting diabetes)

if you want, I can kick your coursework's ass for you, lovie. please don't forget to drink lots of water and take a moment to rest, I'll be waiting for your message 🩷 (I might have screamed a little when I read this hehe)

(YES, I'm a little obsessed with Carmy, I hope you can like what I do <33)

sending double the love to you!! xoxo

[redrosydiaz]

I haven't read anything you've written in ages, so I don't remember any specific lines or such... but I DO remember this feeling of comfort, security, and utter joy every time I finish a fic of yours.

tricia!!! omg i am S O sorry that this answer is coming to you like. two months late. sfkjglfdsg. i'm terrible at replying to asks sometimes 😩

BUT AHHHH, this is so sweet ty tyyyy, it makes me very very happy to hear that, those are some of my fave things to make people feel with my writing so i'm so so glad that it can do that for you!!! tysm, ily 💕💕

[moo-kacelot]

I'm sorry for this sudden ask but I just wanna say that I LOVE YOUR ART!!! LIKE QUWVSOWN NO WORDS CAN EXPLAIN HOW MAJESTIC, BEAUTIFUL, AND JUST WOW CAMU IS IN YOUR STYLE AND ALL YOUR OTHER ART IN GENERAL! 🫶🫶

I follow you in twt, bluesky and I'm so happy you're here in Tumblr (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠). You're also one of my favorite Camu artist (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

😭😭 Sorry for the late reply..

I AM SCREAMING NOW AHHHH I AM SOOO HAPPY JSJSJDJSKSJ Thank you very much for your support and liking!!!!🥺🥺🥰🥰🥰I don't even know what to say to express my feelings. it's a great compliment to me (*crying loudly).

I'm glad to have found you here for the first time💜💜😭😭

love you too🫶🫶

[mengyan]

hiii!! what were your top 5 stories of 2024? anything you watched/read!

ahhhh oomfie sorry for the late reply!! you’ve unlocked a can of worms!!! this won’t be in any particular order, just what comes to mind first:

1. tai sui by priest

you know a novel is good when i’m only near the end of book 2/5 and i’m recommending it. just these first few arcs have taken my breath away— priest’s worldbuilding, her ability to write unique and visceral descriptions of body horror without being overly gory, how in a no-cp novel you can still feel the love, romantic or otherwise, shine through so clearly, how she takes the “chosen one” trope and carves her own path from it… i could go on and on. just such a beautifully crafted story and i cannot wait for it to continue destroying me.

2. erha by roubao bu chi rou

this one took my second attempt at reading to really enjoy! the first time i read half of it, it was admittedly through a tl found online and i couldn’t grasp the story and characters well enough. i then restarted from the beginning in 2024 by reading it through the official tl, and let me tell you, it did WONDERS. i was so invested and was often up until 8 AM still reading! i really love how meatbun slowly unravelled the mysteries of the plot and connected everything from past to present so well. in the end i came away from reading erha with a problematic fave and a nonexistent ship that i completely made up... and now i'm absolutely dying waiting for my trusted mutuals to read too so i can scream about them 😭

3. card room by die zhiling

the longest unlimited flow novel i've read thus far! 600 chapters and worth every one. i loved everything about this novel, whether it be the main cp's tacit understanding and unconditional trust and love for each other, the strength of the bonds between the main team, even the side cps shaoye and jiutang! the rooms and card types were all interesting and i never felt bored even from the length. the plot twists that kept twisting had me losing my MIND in oomf's DMs even though they had no idea what was going on 😭 honestly you could pitch this novel to me with just SHAO QINGGE and i'd read it. rich charismatic soft-hearted fiercely loyal gay CEO with maroon hair in a ponytail and a penchant for matchmaking? say less!!!

4. yufengxing (the legend of shen li) [drama]

one of my favourite dramas of 2024! perfect from start to finish whether it be the STUNNING directing and cgi, the costuming, the sets, the story, or the characters. such a breath of fresh air too among the recent xianxia market where we got not just ten minutes but a whole episode's worth of happy chill epilogue. i know i can always count on a jlfx novel adaptation to save me and yufengxing was no exception; in fact i think it's one of her best yet!

5. the letter from the cloud (2022) [drama]

cheating a little with this drama from 2022 but if you followed me on twitter you would see that i've been a different person since late feb 2024 when i first watched this. literally changed the trajectory of my life. is it a perfect drama? ehhhh i rated it 7.5/10. but that doesn't mean it was bad either- i would actually have rated this 8.5 or even 9 if the second ML was nonexistent. he literally was not needed and ruined so many things LOL.

in any case, the political plot is easy and interesting to follow, the main cast and side characters (sans 2ML) are all great, even the antagonists are fun to watch, i am so, so, SO obsessed with the relationship between gu yi (the FL) and zhou yue (the 2FL), who are married divorced zhiji best friends husband and wife, the comedy is so unserious but not over the top, the main ship is cute and i would definitely ship them more if i didn't ship gu yi and zhou yue but that doesn't mean they aren't good, the OST was sung by the two FLS!!!!!, and i am so crazy about this drama that i fixed the MTL youtube subs into something more watchable in this folder here.

i promise i am so normal about this drama haha <3 definitely not insane <3 definitely did not fully spiral into my obsession with fu jing because of it <3

thanks for asking!!! if you need more info on any of these i'm always down to answer!! :D

edit: Wait. WAIT I HAVE TO MENTION THE SPIREALM!!! THIS ONE IS UP THERE WITH YUFENGXING. i watched it without subs in a delirious 48 hour haze when it first dropped and it did not disappoint. one of the greatest novel to drama adaptations of all time; even with the changes made, it didn’t take away from its excellency. i love it so much and i need to do a proper rewatch in my free time!!!!! absolute cinema from beginning to end!!!!!!

[tarnished-butsogrand]

hiiiii it’s me ur cherry blossom snowflake holiday pal lol 🌸❄️ my new year’s eve was nicceee we went to the boardwalk and watched fireworks and my parents had a fancy dinner reservation so me and my siblings went to an arcade haha. and i’m still a bit sniffly but otherwise a-okay! no sorries for late replies i totally get it!

sometimes i fall asleep to music, sometimes just ambient like driving sounds or ocean or rain, i’ve even been known to fall asleep to rainforest sounds lol. anything but silence! i lovvveee going to the movies, we just went yesterday to see Red One! it was actually rly enjoyable and funny. i like watching them at home too, as long as the volume can be up rly loud haha. i just love how the huge screen and surround sound can completely transport u somewhere else. it’s actually one of my fav things to do ever.

i know it sounds a bit silly but i love thinking about the whole world as one big family bc it makes me feel less alone, and it’s easier to talk to new ppl when u remember how much u have in common. 💜

i lovveeee making birthday cakes it rly feels so special. even if they don’t turn out as perfect as i want. yeah sounds pretty similar to a pressure cooker cake! basically the same probably.

ahhhh that’s so interesting. it’s great ur so close tho! and cool to be so different but so close. makes it even better i think.

thaaaanks haha i’ll have to show u some! i do a bit of everything…. felting, knitting, jewelry making, weaving, carving, painting, pretty much anything that looks interesting to me i’ll try. my sister knows how to crochet and wants to teach me! i rly wanna learn embroidery too! i’m a writer first and foremost, like i do consider myself an artist but i think writing is the medium i’m best at.

yeah they definitely will :’)

oh yeah i’m all about scents, bc bad scents just ruin my day hahaha i need everything to smell good. candles and incense and nice soaps and flowers and hand cream everythinggggg. hmmm how would i describe these scents….. very like. feminine but musky? very elegant.

Her has notes of strawberry, black currant, sour cherry, lemon, jasmine, musk, vanilla, oak moss, patchouli, amber, and more…. Goddess has notes of 3 different types of vanilla, lavender, cacao, ginger, and some other like warm spicy layers. it’s sooooo delicious. i also use coconut mimosa flower shampoo, vanilla and lilac body spray, and cocoa butter hand cream. as well as a rly lovely men’s pine tree deodorant. i like smelling like a forest picnic haha. i keep lovely soaps in my drawers so my clothes smell like that too, my whole room has a very earthy sweet smell bc i literally cannot standddddd negative smells. (my dog sleeps in my bed with me and he doesn’t smell the besttt but that’s the one i have to combat lol)

yes my dad loves rock, and he’s always loved the drums. tbh, it’s a bit silly but i have a feeling i’d be rly good at playing the drums, but i’ve never tried in case i’m bad 😭😭 i know it’s terrible. i should just try it. i can play conga drums tho so i know i have rhythm haha. i can kiiiinda play piano and kinda ukulele and guitar….. i’m kinda just. okay at everything and not Rly Good at any of them.

happy new year!!!! u are so sweet omg 🩷🩷🩷 i’ve loved getting to know u and very excited to continue talking!! feel free to message on dms if u prefer 😽😽💜

Hiiiii! So we meet at last!

I'm still barely on here and I have a lot to say, so I'll take you up on that!

Your messages were truly the highlights of my days, thank you for them. I'll cherish them forever.

Hope you're having a great day! I'll get back to you as soon as I can. 💓

[slashingdisneypasta]

OK EVER SINCE YOU ANSWERED THE SAD SMARTY-POP EXCERPT, I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT DRAGON!TOON PATROL (and princess Poppy *cough*). Now that asks are open, I need to vent these thoughts.

I'm not entirely sure how they'd work in this AU. But all five of these dragons somehow found each other, and have decided its best to stay together. I can't decide if they hang around an abandoned, dilapidated castle or they've got a big cave in the mountains (maybe they could be the reason the castle was abandoned? 👀)

Smartass is the smallest dragon, but that only gives him more incentive to be as tough and viscious possible. It's how he can be the leader of these insane overgrown lizards.

Greasy is a sort of secondary leader, when for whatever reason Smartass isn't available to keep everyone in check. And even has been the mastermind behind some of their raids. One thing is for certain though; His tastes in the fairer sex go beyond scales (ladies? 👀)

Wheezy is the silent, scary one of the group with the best fire breather of them all. Dirty, kind of torn up, and smoke billowing from his mouth all times, this dragon's favorite places to terrorize/raid are tobacco farms (no cigarettes, but he can chew the stuff)

Psycho is the one who gets the most kicks out of striking fear in humans the most. While the others may be busy finding whatever goods that interest them in a village, Psycho can easily be found chasing the villagers.

Stupid, although the strongest and biggest, is the most easily swayed dragon out of them all. You could offer this big lug food, and he'll gladly take the bribe.

To keep with the gang theme, maybe these guys keep a few villages in line? If the people give them what they want, they'll be mostly left alone. (I'm not quite sure. I haven't though of much lore behind this AU 😅)

I'm not sure how Doom could come into play here. Maybe he could be a corrupt king that pays them to do his dirty work like in the Fairytale AU?

I don't have tid-bits for all the dragon boys, but here's one for Wheezy. I imagine that he can do some pretty neat tricks with his fire. Like blowing out certain shapes, or knowing how to control it where it won't burn you, but just leave a very hot tickle. Imagine him showing them off to you 👀

Alright, I wasn't sure if I should have included Poppy in this, but I feel obligated to share my thoughts XD Poppy is a princess who got married off to a prince who treats her coldly (Ben). When the dragons attacked her home, by some circumstance or another, she got taken (I'm not quite sure how yet. Maybe she was trying to be diplomatic and it all went wrong. Maybe it was Smartass just being cruel to the royals. Or maybe it was Greasy's idea because- you know why 🙄 or Psycho felt enamored with her). Either this can go in a classic Beauty and the Beast style, or a angsty/darker route.

Anyways, those are my thoughts! I hope dragon weasels bring you as much joy as they've been bringing me lately XD

DRAGONS!!

Sorry for the late reply, I am finished with Placement but I still have assignments to finish and get before... well, the end of today 😅 Its okay though, I only have 2 left. I am very very excited to hear about dragons!!

First of all- YES to the idea of them causing a castle to be abandoned!! I can only imagine the chaos, but its glorious. These 5 terrifying, mean dragons deciding this place is their new place, and they have some fun with the humans there for a while (By which i mean Psycho and Greasy had fun with them... ) ... but when they escaped, that was fine, now they have the place to themselves! XD

Ahhhh! I love them!! || Smartass being kind of feral?? Like, I bet he's bigger then a human but he's smaller then the other dragons so he's so vicious-- that would be terrifying. I love that! || Greasy... Greasy lemme just quickly remind you I am a Certified monster fucker- || WHEEZY! Okay he is definitely my favourite. I'm imagining gassy, fumy smoke just slipping and rolling uncontrollably outta the corners of his mouth at all times, so he looks monstrous and gross. And just, the fact that you mentioned he'll chew the tobacco!! (Cowboy!!) and also the tricks! XD Yesssss, that's so cool XDD || OF COURSE you are the gremlin dragon, Psycho, of course XD I love this, its so perfect for him. I kindof imagine him to be a more lithe, lizard-like dragon. Creepy to be around, freaky to look at. Genuinely makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up. || Awwww Stupid!! He is my next favourite after Wheezy XDD I wanna feed him so bad!! I wanna make him my huge terrifying dragon friend XD I will take a leaf out of Mrs Bickermans book XD Not Sadie's... though- maybe if I could get Ben- XD

And yes!! Always include Poppy! When in doubt, include her ^^ You knowwww she's canon to me XD And ahhhh! I love all those ideas, I honestly dunno which I like more <3