After she graduates from Samwell, Alicia moves to New York.
She’s got a modelling contract, she’s going to be in Vogue, she’s going to be
on Broadway – she’s going to be all these huge things according to her agent.
It’s not that she doesn’t want them, necessarily, it’s that…it’s that she’s
twenty-three and she’s from Chatham, Massachusetts and she somehow thought she
was going to be married well before she had a career. But, it’s fine. She’s got
an apartment in Manhattan and
everything is exciting and gorgeous and all the people she meets are dull and
gorgeous and after only a month, she’s tired of it.
She’s theoretically dating a Broadway producer at that
point. He has a higher opinion of himself and his tastes than anyone she’s ever
in her life met, but she doesn’t really want to turn him down because this is
how people get parts in things. But when he shows up with some tickets for a
new experimental performance of Swan Lake set to the Beatles, she draws the
“What if we did something a little more…fun,” she suggests.
“Like what?” the producer asks, clearly bewildered.
“Well I think the Pens are going to be in town playing the
Rangers on Saturday,” she says. “Can you get tickets to that?”
He clearly doesn’t know what the Pens or the Rangers are, but
he goes away and comes back with tickets. Alicia’s just so damn relieved to be
going to a perfectly normal hockey game that she can’t contain her excitement.
The seats the producer got them are good. They’re just
behind the boards, liable to get sprayed with ice if anyone makes a serious
turn too close by.
“Does – does the guy in jersey 11 have the same name as
you?” the producer asks, glowering at the ice while the players skate by.
Alicia doesn’t have to look to know who he’s talking about.
“That’s Bad Bob Zimmermann,” she says. She’s having fun
explaining hockey to him in a condescending tone, since it was how all of their
previous dates had been, just in reverse. “His name’s got two Ns at the end of
She doesn’t mention that part of the reason she’s laughing
is because back in Samwell, she and her roommates had gotten silly drunk one
night and started evaluating the prospects of each of the hockey players Alicia
had taped to her walls, and they’d decided that it was Bad Bob who she ought to
marry because then she wouldn’t have to change her last name.
“No, but I would,” she insisted at the time. “I’d have to
add an N.”
“And forever make copy editors cry,” her friend had replied.
The producer shakes his head in confusion at this whole
sport, when suddenly three hockey players slam into the boards right in front
of them. Alicia finds herself face to face with Bob Zimmermann himself and for
some reason he’s looking at her, his brow furrowed just slightly in confusion.
“I’m telling you, it was Alicia Zimmerman,” Bob says,
smacking away the towel someone’s trying to snap him with.
“I don’t know, man, that’s the most starry eyed I’ve ever
seen you over a girl,” the goalie says.
“Of course I was starry eyed, she’s the new face of
Valentino,” Bob says. This is going to be a problem. That’s not something he’s
supposed to know off the top of his head. He has to cover. His team can’t know
he’s been more or less fanboying over this girl for the better part of three
months. “And she was in that play we saw the last time we were in New York.”
The goalie considers. “Who was she?”
“She was the girl,” Bob says. “You know, the really good one
who could act.”
“Blonde?” the goalie asks. Bob nods. “Those blue eyes you
could see even across the theatre?”
“Yeah,” Bob agrees.
“Why are you still in here then?” the goalie demands. “She’s
probably still out there. Go ask her on a date.”
Bob shakes his head, but the goalie, Johnson, grabs him by
“Bob,” he says. “This is crucial. Go ask Alicia Zimmerman
out on a date.”
“Merde, okay,” Bob
says, recoiling from Johnson’s intensity. It’s not actually that bad an idea,
he thinks, as he walks back towards the stands. Alicia hadn’t looked overly
enthusiastic about the man she was sitting next to, so maybe he’s got a chance.
He happens to catch her and the guy in the suit just before
they leave the rink.
“Sorry, you’re Alicia Zimmerman right?” Bob asks.
Her smile could power all of New York it’s so bright.
“You’re Bad Bob,” she says, completely ignoring the man next
to her. He looks miffed, Bob thinks, but he’s also about half the size Bob is
so he’s not worried. “I mean, you’re Bob Zimmermann. With two Ns.”
Bob laughs and Alicia keeps smiling, and the Broadway
producer disappears in a snit.
Alicia never does get around to changing her last name.
Okay, but imagine a Magic/Mermaid au where Merman!Lance has a sort of bioluminescent sort of thing going on.
The glow just sort of mystifies Warlock!Keith whenever Lance does the thing, and compliments Lance for it. Telling him that it’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen and Lance just sort of light’s up and Keith compliments him even more. To the point where Lance dives back under the water to try not only to stop glowing, but to also slow down his rapidly beating heart.
Because oh no he really, really likes the cute warlock that saved his life.
Me: well that sucks, I hope he has a good recovery, I really hope he doesn’t blame himself for this, ARMY care so much about him we really all wish for his rest and hope he gets well soon and we’ll all welcome him back with the biggest open arms…..
JJ cries on every single emotional scene. It doesn’t matter if it’s for a back ground character, or if it was something stupid or something not really sad in the first place. JJ can bawl over Hachiko then cry over Olaf from Frozen.
Yurio thinks he is stupid.
But when JJ is sobbing over nothing and everything, his head on Yurio’s lap, he can’t help but run his fingers through his hair and play with them, telling him that he is an idiot with the most calm and sweet voice.
JJ loves it so much he sometimes fakes his tears.
Obsessed Potterhead!JJ and a very proud Gryffindor on top of that, pleading his boyfriend to take the Harry Potter sorting hat test. Yurio doesn’t want to, but he ends up doing it anyway. From the little knowledge he has, he thinks he’ll end up on Slytherin.
Surprise, he gets in Hufflepuff.
Once JJ explains the basics to him (while barely managing to hold his giggles back), Yurio doesn’t talk to him for the rest of the day cause “It's his fault for making him take that damn test in the first place!”.
They are both FIRMLY TERRIFIED by horror movies but they watch them either way in a desperate attempt to play it cool in front of the other. After the movie ends though, they can’t move around the house unless they are glued to each other.
For example -JJ…….wait for me out of the bathroom. -You are on your own babe, remember that I love you. -Fuck you, you asshat, the fuck am I keeping you around if you can’t protect me from psychotic demonized little girls? -Sorry sweetie, I’ll never forget you, bye.
or something more domestic if you’d like… -But babe, you promised you’d be with me through good and bad! -Yeah, but did I fucking promise to save you from a zombie apocalypse?
While JJ loves reading books, he can’t concentrate at them for more than one hour so he ends up bothering Yurio who’s reading some deep, philosophical book….or comics.
JJ loves Disney. His favorite character is Hercules and his favorite song is “I’ll Make A Man Out Of You” from Mulan.
Yurio on the other hand, doesn’t really care about the studio as long as he enjoys the movie. His favorite character is Merida and his favorite song is “Hallelujah” from Shrek.
The amount of times JJ sang ‘‘Can You Feel The Love Tonight’‘ for Yurio is way too damn high. The amount of times Yurio punched him for this is, is even higher.
Yurio has the most mainstream crush on Legolas from Lord Of The Rings and JJ is so done with that fact.
Yurio secretelly loves Anastasia and mumbles the lyrics of every song while he thinks JJ isn’t watching.
Surprisingly, Yurio is the one that insists they should watch The Nightmare Before Christmas on both Halloween and Christmas.
The character JJ thinks Yurio resembles the most is Tinker Bell so he gets him a costume and he gets a Peter Pan one.
Yurio looks so good on his costume though with the little wings and his hair up and the green dress is so short it makes him a mess.
(think of them as aged up if you don’t agree with their canon ages) They ended up having hot steamy sex in that Halloween party on Christophe’s house, with Yurio still on that tight, short dress.