just feeling very normal about these guys lately

The cutest dumomoto content you didn’t even know you needed in your life.🥹🥰

SeattleKraken: first practice of the new year 🥳

You Could be My Second-Best

I wrote this in 20 minutes while procrastinating working on my main WIP,,, Have some angsty Dumomoto with past McYam, as a treat!

Rated Mature for sexual content, no graphic depictions are included however.

Drabble begins below the cut!

He misses Connor.  Kailer chastizes himself for thinking about his past situationship while he’s actively riding Dumo, whose ridiculously large hands rest on his hips, his thumbs finding the edges of Kailer’s belly button, digging in gently on each downstroke. He’s done everything in his power to get over his two year ‘fling,’ if one might call it that, going so far as to ‘accidentally’ grab the wrong jersey for practice, to jokingly come up with a ship name between him and Brian. It had set the wheels in motion for whatever this is. The sex is great, Kailer has to admit. Brian definitely knows what he’s doing. He can also cook, like, really cook, and his vast knowledge of wine hasn’t failed Kailer yet. He’s a genuinely great guy, his eyes light up when discussing his interests, his quiet presence in the locker room is grounding and steady. And let’s not get Kailer started on those ridiculous cheekbones. But he’s no Connor, with his goofy little smile, his genuine modesty despite being the best player in the world, his stupid fucking yellow jock shorts which Kailer had affectionately called ‘dick curtains,’ his repulsive socks, and his occasionally awkward sense of style. In many ways, Brian is the polar opposite of Connor; smooth, sophisticated, laid-back, with a refined palette and a passion for wines, cheeses, and everything gourmet.  But there’s something in his heart that aches whenever he gets yet another notification from Bouch, with another link to an article about another milestone, another record from his old teammates. Most are Connor’s, as one might imagine.  If only Kailer had just pushed through his injuries a little better, scored a little more, gained a little more weight in the offseason; then maybe, maybe he could’ve stayed. He can feel the tears pricking at the corners of his eyes, silently begs them to go away, not right now, not when he’s so close- Kailer breaks.

I also posted it on Ao3 if you wanted to go give it some love <3

8” babe

As requested by Anon and as encouraged by you know who you are.

…. leon/yams winner’s room for @dwisp that is all

HELLO BABYGIRL NATION.

Please give me your primers and manifestos about Brian Dumoulin and Dumomoto. (Also feel free to talk about Kailer but I have been paying much more attention to him already 😅) Tell me why Dumo is a babygirl?! Tell me why they are babygirl4babygirl?!

In exchange, I live in the heart of wineries in the Seattle metro area and can offer you region-specific wine nerdery as well as restaurant suggestions and what it is really like to live in the wine suburbs. I DID know Dumo was a wine guy (I hope he likes French-style wines, and syrah, and he better be prepared to have his world rocked by the beauty that is Washington merlot), but no, I have not ever seen any of the Kraken in either of the winery districts (Hollywood or Warehouse). 🥺 Tragic!

Tagged by @dwisp!! 💓

RULES: In a new post, show the last line of something you wrote or drew and tag however many people you like.

“Stop it,” Kailer mumbles against him, making a displeased noise to accompany his demand. “Thinking too loud,” he clarifies after a beat, still disgruntled at his perceived offense. “Not allowed.” 

Brian clears his throat, swallowing the building resentment so that it doesn’t spill over onto Kailer now. “I’m not allowed to think?” he asks, voice tinged with amusement at Kailer's indignation of Brian's own internal narration. 

“Nuh uh,” Kailer confirms, more attitude behind it than he had any right to while this close to unconsciousness. “Not if you’re gonna be loud ‘bout it.” 

Tagging: @hiding-from-reality-56 @yamball @loulucifer

Okay so since we all love a man who has all the sass and vibes and stuff, Kailer Yamamoto is 5’8 and will death glare literally anyone and one of my favourite gifs of him is when he’s staring down (up? You get the point.) Jonathan Toews and honestly word. Everyone should glare at him the way Yamo did that one time!

Also he was the Oilers hype guy, now on the Kraken and vibing with his new teammates (looking at the Dumomoto tag) and honestly we love that for him!! His face also gets really scrunchy when he laughs and He’s so. Pocket-sized.

Sorry for rambling, I Just Think He’s Neat!

P.S. please enjoy the gifs!

we do indeed love a good death glare !! so in that vein, here's yamo staring down edm media.....

tyty for the req and the gifs!!

Alright, I've embraced the fact that a SITDW sequel idea will not leave me alone. I have some Thoughts on how it could go, but I would love to hear (from those of you who read/care about the fic) some headcanons/things you'd like to see happen. No guarantees you'll see your idea in the fic (and no guarantees you'll see the fic at all :'))))))) but I've gotten some asks/messages before that have jogged my muse into motion, so I'd like to hear some more if you have them!

how about a dumomoto kiss? since yamo is smaller it would be cute to see how they would make the height difference work 🩵

I imagine yamo would pull dumo down to kiss him in the middle of the locker room and dumo would be chirped for weeks for it (he is a malewife)

thank you for the req !!

Pls share a snippet from Fuck you, Olivia 🤭

Your wish is my command 😌 This WIP is based around Kailer's first time in a Winner's Room after a loss vs the Penguins on October 24, 2017 and he's chosen by Dumo who can't help but notice the pretty little rookie on the Oilers.

“The player selected for the room as decided by the Penguins’ first star has been selected. Whether willing or unwilling, the chosen forfeit is required to report to the Room, unless physically unable, or ineligible as set out by the Collective Bargaining Agreement. Tonight’s forfeit, as chosen, is Kailer Yamamoto.” Kailer stops what he’s doing, frozen in place, hoping he’d heard wrong. Nuge nudges him, jolting him back into reality.  “Kailer Yamamoto?” The staff member echoes, eyes sweeping the room and landing on a quivering Kailer. “You’ll need to come with me,” she adds slowly, as if he’s stupid.

since you absolutely nailed the last one, more dumomoto content? idk maybe them being cute and couple-y?

Okay anon, feeding you AGAIN 😘

hehe, new fic alert!!

okay, so listen: yamo got me. he was SO fine after that scrum, I could not contain myself. so in fact, here is a delightful lil dumomoto fic after that. enjoy it!

Sometimes I look at NHL players' indulgences and realize my own perception of them is a wee bit skewed.

Wine cellars, for instance.

This one is Nathan MacKinnon's. As we all know, he had his house built next to Sid's, and it has almost as little personality as Connor McDavid's, except for the gym. I'm pretty sure he just said "sure, fine, whatever" to everything the builders asked him. As such, this is his wine cellar:

Totally for show. Where do you put stuff you're storing? And he's just not using it. (They would not have made him clear out his wine cellar for real estate listings.)

On the other hand, Brian Dumoulin is really well-known for being a wine guy. I hope he's enjoying being in Seattle, because our wine in Washington is spectacular. Here's his extremely cute baby and a good view of his very respectable wine cellar:

Technically it looks smaller, but the wall racks on the left are three deep and this whole thing is full. Plus there's tons of great storage at the bottom, including for magnums (double-size bottles) and boxes from your wine clubs.

Now here's why I say my perspective is skewed. My husband and I do not have an NHL budget. What we do have is about 15 years of being into wine. (And we're about 10 years older than even the older Penguins.)

Here's our wine cellar:

The racks in the middle (and across the bottom) are two deep, the ones on the left are six deep, and the table is cutting off the view of the storage we have for wine club boxes.

Most of our collection is Washington, since we live within a 20-minute drive of over 110 tasting rooms (not exaggerating!). ("Have you been to all of them?" I ask my husband; "Um... at some point in the last 14 years? Probably?")

We remodeled our kitchen about five years back, and a wine cellar was a priority. The builders came up with this, and it's spectacular.

ANYWAY if you're ever writing a character who plays for Seattle and is seriously into wine, hit me up, I'm your girl. I am ignorant on Napa and Oregon and shit, but Washington wines (and for that matter, fancy Washington restaurants) are very much my jam.