Everybody, just STOP. Stop whatever you are doing and IMAGINE:
Alicia Zimmermann as the retired hockey legend married to Bob Zimmermann semi-famous actor/model.
First, Jack wouldn’t feel as overshadowed. Instead of being compared to his dad, a lot of the guys in the locker would have made fun of him or said crude things about his mom. Jack gets into a lot more fights in this universe, but he is just as talented.
Alicia knows how to nurture that without making him feel that’s the only thing he’s good for.
Alicia and Jack make fun of Bob’s terrible movies. He played a rookie in an 80’s classic cop TV show, and the two of them know the lines by heart. They spend holidays reenacting the worst scenes, and there’s a game where one of them yells strike a pose and do one of his ad campaigns. Alicia wins every time (she takes this very seriously and that’s how she got banned from two different supermarkets).
(Zimbits, slight AU, 2.8K, under a cut because it got long.)
They asked him every year. Sometimes, even more than once a year if he wanted to be on Samwell’s promotional material.
Jack said no every time because he really didn’t have any interest in having his face plastered on billboards and on every brochure and course calendar they handed out to students, both prospective and current. He’d had enough secondhand publicity from his parents’ careers and he wasn’t going to go seeking it out while he was at Samwell.
The only allowance he made was when he was photographed with the rest of the hockey team because he understood that hockey was a big selling point when it came to convincing people to attend their school. One of the team photos was enlarged and put up in the sports complex, right between the women’s volleyball team and Samwell’s dance team. It had already gotten vandalized this year by some drunk LAX bros and had to be replaced (which the university was not happy about and last Jack heard, the bros responsible were on suspension from the team).
The university couldn’t get Jack, but they got Ransom and Holster to agree to photos other than the team one. There were some of them pretending to study in the library, or looking happy and not-stressed as they socialized. These ended up on the cover of last year’s Campus Life magazine and both Holster and Ransom both joked that they were wasting their time at school when they should be modelling instead. It still didn’t stop the recruitment team from continually asking Jack who refused to change his mind.
Little did he know it was about to be changed for him.
So, TLC has various wedding based shows, and if I remember correctly they have a Say Yes to the Dress for Bridesmaids.
Bitty has always wanted to go to the Atlanta store, so when it comes time for him and Jack to get married, he begs Lardo, Cait, and one of his cousins he is close to to go there.
Since he is Eric Bittle, famous YouTuber, and he’s marrying Jack Zimmermann, hockey legend, it’s not hard for him to get onto the show.
Bitty has his wedding theme and all, but he knows each girl is so unique and wants them to have their own dresses, although he wants each to have some silver on it.
On the episode, they have the epic love story, some clips from Bitty’s channel and interviews with Jack. They also show Bitty trying on several different tuxes.
(I have strong feelings that the wedding will be soooo grand, but the guest list won’t be like super long cause Bitty does just want it to be people they love and care about and not like his third aunt twice removed)
(but also this does mean like all of the Falconers, people who have been traded, random hockey legends, a lot of smh team members from their combined time there, some of the volleyball team, some YouTubers Bitty is friends with, and they do have lots of relatives who love them so it’s not *small*)
There’s great banter and chatting between the girls and also the people who work there. Everyone loves Bitty and the girls all find amazing dresses that fit them well.
Bitty talks about the episode on his YouTube channel, the episode does have a small clip of their wedding included, and the episode also kinda advertises Bitty’s YouTube channel, where everyone can see more of the wedding, so both gain views from each other.
It’s just really good and Jack and Bitty just look so in love when they see each other.
(I image a place with three aisles or two and they each walk down at the same time ok)
70 - you're warm ---- jackshit (are you surprised.... :P)
This is a personal attack.
There are new shingles on the Haus roof.
Jack runs his fingers over them, hyperaware of the roughness
under his fingertips and the furrows on his forehead. His mother always told
him he’d have wrinkles by forty if he kept frowning so much. He’s on the wrong
side of thirty-five to start worrying about it now.
“Whatcha doing, Jackabelle?”
Jack doesn’t look up; he doesn’t need to, to recognize
Shitty’s voice. He presses the pads of his fingers harder against the grit. “I’m…ah.
I don’t know.”
Shitty sits down next to him, dangling his legs off the edge
of the roof. He’s still in his slacks and dress shirt, but his suit jacket’s
been lost since they left the reception. Most of the other alumni have gone
home. Jack thinks the current Haus residents would ask him to leave, if he were
“They painted over the bylaws,” Shitty says. “Ungrateful
Jack huffs out a laugh. He has a flash of half a memory—Shitty
in less clothes with more hair, blowing pot smoke out towards the stars.
“Do you think they remember us?” he asks, and then frowns
around the words. They aren’t right. He can’t remember the question he was trying to make.
“How could they forget you, bro?” Shitty retorts, and pulls
Jack into a headlock to fuck up his hair. “You’re Jack fucking Zimmermann,
Jack shoves Shitty away and then wishes he hadn’t. He
mumbles, “That’s not what I meant.”
Shitty pries at one of the shingles with his thumb and
forefinger. “What’s up, Jacko?”
“This school was—” Jack sighs, frustrated again. “No one
will know what it meant. To us. The team that lives here now, they don’t know.”
Shitty has long eyelashes. They flutter while he watches
Jack, blinking slowly. “But we will, brah. We’ll remember.”
Jack surges down and presses his face into Shitty’s neck,
arms wrapping around his torso, whole body shuddering. He thinks of fireworks,
Sunday mornings, coming down from panic attacks. Smoke dissolving into the air
before it reached the sky.
Shitty’s hand is already in his hair by the time he asks, “Jack?”
“You’re warm,” Jack murmurs. Shitty is always warm.
Kent had been running a solid forty-five minutes late to practice thanks to a car accident and resulting traffic jam between his house and the rink, which was oddly silent when he walked in. Yeah, all the guys were there, but no one was saying anything. There wasn’t even the sound of hockey, of pucks and sticks and skates. Everyone was just standing there and staring at him.
“Okay, what the fuck?” Kent asked, voice echoing in the quiet. At that, everyone jumped back into practice, just further confusing the hell out of Kent.
Whatever, he was late and needed to get geared up to practice, which he did quickly, getting himself on the ice in what he was pretty sure was record time.
Practice was one of the oddest things Kent had ever experienced. On the surface, to an outsider looking in (not that there were any observers; practice was closed), it was normal, but on the ice and to anyone who knew the Aces, something was off. Something was very off. It wasn’t like his team ever really respected him (except during games, but that was a different story), but this was a different level of fuckery. Even the rookies were acting weird, and the rookies hadn’t yet learned that everyone on the team treated the hockey legend, member of the NHL Top 100, with chirps and just general hell.
Kent ignored it as best as he could, throwing himself into practicing, pushing himself to his limits. He probably shouldn’t have done that, but it was whatever. He was used to working through pain and other physical limitations. He’d been doing it his entire life. Some old injuries were screaming at him, but he could handle it.
Practice was just wrapping up when things got even weirder. Kent was about to get off the ice, anxious to get out of his pads and take some painkillers, but the coach stopped him. Then there was a sound of one of the doors onto the ice, which in and of itself wasn’t the oddest thing, given that there were plenty of people who worked with the team, but everyone’s reaction to it was odd. Everyone, even the coaches, turned, looking between whoever was coming onto the ice and Kent.
Kent turned, determined to figure out what the fuck was going on. Once he did, he froze. Coming onto the ice was Alexei, wearing a nice pair of jeans and, of all things, the Parson jersey Kent had gotten him when they had been together six months. He also had one hand behind his back and an almost nervous expression on his face.
“What are you doing here?” Kent asked, confused. He knew that the Falcs had just started their bye week, but the Aces had a hectic schedule with five games during the week, so Alexei had taken Snowy up on his offer to go to Florida for a few days.
Alexei looked nervous. “I’m having something to say,” he said slowly. “Coaches, Aces team, they know.”
Kent was starting to panic a bit. Alexei wouldn’t break up with him in front of his entire team, right? And he wouldn’t do it wearing Kent’s jersey.
Kent glanced back at the team, skating slowly towards them. Swoops intercepted him, though, pushing him towards Alexei, who, oh god, was getting down on one knee and pulling a box from behind his back.
“I’m in love with you, Kent Parson,” Alexei said, and Kent handed Swoops his helmet and gloves so he could wipe his eyes. He was going to get chirped so badly later on for crying, but that was fine.
“I’m wanting to spend the rest of my life with you. Marry me?”
Kent was nodding furiously, full on crying now. “Of course I will.”
He skated over and pulled on Alexei’s hand, trying to get him to stand up. It wasn’t going well, but Alexei stood anyway, sliding the ring he held onto Kent’s finger and pulling Kent close. With Kent wearing skates and Alexei in regular shoes, their height was a bit closer than usual, so Kent only had to lean up a few inches to press his lips to Alexei’s.
The Aces burst into applause and chirping cheers and Kent flipped them off without turning around.
“You’re literally perfect,” he whispered against Alexei’s lips and felt rather than saw the grin he got in response. “I’m so excited to be marrying you.”
the friendship of jack zimmermann and shitty knight
I know we talk a lot about how much Shitty helps Jack (constantly defending him, encouraging him to be himself, showing him how to have fun) and believe me, I agree with all of it (I am currently working on a freshmen year jack and shitty friendship fic) BUT may I also present:
Headcanons on How Jack is Just What Shitty Needed:
So Shitty went to Andover, which context clues/google tells me is a fancy boarding school for fancy, rich people. And we also know Shitty is… Shitty. Of all the boys, I feel like he fits in with the Andover crowd the least.
And I’m sure some of that is rebellion against the school after the fact (I went to an all-girls catholic school so rebelling after the fact is in my lifeblood) but the signs must have been there while Shitty was still attending. He chose to go to Samwell for a reason so we can assume that even in high school, Shitty did not 100% fit with the Andover crowd.
He’s not unpopular, because Shitty is loud and friendly and plays hockey but I’m not sure Shitty had any super close friends. The smart kids are a little bit jealous that he never seems to do any work and most of the hockey team isn’t keeping up with his questioning musings on sexuality and gender and he is probably known as that kid who gets in fights with the teachers all the time and Shitty doesn’t go to Harvard for many reasons: because he doesn’t want to and because fuck his dad and his dad’s family, but also because… he wants to meet different types of people. Because he doesn’t really fit in at Andover. And he never really wanted to.
So he goes to Samwell and he doesn’t get a hockey scholarship but he is allowed to walk on the team and suddenly he finds himself living across the hall from Jack Zimmermann. Who Shitty of course knows about. Because he grew up in Boston. And he plays hockey. And he loves hockey.
But he does not imagine he will be that close with Jack Zimmermann. Because, honestly, at this point, Shitty can’t imagine being that close with anyone. His friends at Andover put up with him (or at least, they at least pretended to listen to him for part of the time before talking over him or telling him to cmon, man, shut the fuck up!) and Shitty could share a few laughs with them but in terms of connecting well…
(Just please, please imagine slightly insecure but has convinced himself he’s fine young baby 17 year old Shitty Knight. But like… not even insecure just he probably doesn’t even realize that real friendship is out there. maybe he has a small inkling that this isn’t how friends treat each other but not really and i am going to need to think about this more. baby shitty. who knew.)
ANYway, the one thing Shitty does know how to do well and does love doing is getting into fights (god, young shitty was probably almost like Dex in this regard). So it’s natural that when someone says a sly, stupid comment about overdosing to Jack, Shitty jumps on ‘em. Because fuck you, sir and he has been looking for a fight since he arrived and–
Okay, I promised myself I would keep this focused on how Shitty needs Jack so let’s skip forward to the moment when Shitty realizes that Jack listens to him. Like ever since the outstanding defense move, Jack has opted to sit near Shitty and Shitty feels a warm glow of something at that (and, later, he will recognize this as claiming his role as Defender of Jack Zimmermann against All Evil) and at first they work because Jack is pretty much silent and Shitty never really stops talking and Shitty figures that is his role. To talk while Jack Zimmermann thinks about hockey.
But then one day at breakfast, Shitty is talking about his Intro to Women’s Studies class and the studies about how the idea that “boys are better at science and math” is a learned behavior, and Jack is sitting next to him, as usual, and then– “Hold up,” Jack says. “I have to go get more eggs.” and for a moment, Shitty is completely confused as to why Jack told him that information because he is more than used to people walking away from him mid-ramble and so he sort of watches as Jack leaves and wonders what is wrong and then Jack returns and doesn’t look up from his food but says something like “Okay, sorry, so girls want to be doctors, eh?” and Shitty realizes that Jack has been listening this whole time.
I’ve been a part of hockey fandom for almost exactly a year, and since my hockey anniversary (lmao I’m a dork) + my birthday + hitting 1000 managed to coincide, I wanted to do a follow forever!
Hockey fandom has been so welcoming and lovely to me, and I’ve even?? made friends here?? which still sounds fake tbh. I’ve been more involved here than any fandom before and I’m so happy that I jumped in. Thank you all so much, I appreciate every one of you. I love all of you, from the people I’ve never talked to, to the people I’ve chatted with once or twice, to the people I talk to almost every day. You’ve all made the past year so much brighter for me.
So, I really only discovered ice hockey this season, and I FUCKIN LOVED IT, but I feel like I'm really missing out for not knowing who all the pens boys are, so if you have time/inclination to take pity on me and maybe give me a quick rundown on the who's who of the pens in terms of name, nickname, number and maybe fun facts? Also, the boys won and I'm so proud I can't even <3
alright i’m gonna try to keep this short but i love every single one of them with my whole entire heart so srry if it gets rambly
this could go one of two ways.
1. bitty went to samwell with Jack, they still got together, Bitty gets scouted and recruited to: not the Falconers.<
-imagine jack and bits playing against each other
-but jack never checks him, not even if theyre fighting, not even if he’s losing (bitty cant check him bc hes smol but whatever)
-they keep hockey and their relationship separate, and also secret, but think about the playful competition
-jack takes hockey super seriously ofc but bitty helps him realize that hockey is meant to be fun too gd jack u robot
-both of them work at not passing the puck to each other bc they arent on the same team
-but, about that secret relationship
-bitty isnt super closeted. he has a vlog, he has twitter, the only ppl that dont know he’s gay are his parents but lmao they def know bitty is terrible at hiding it, but thats another story
-so, the press, uh, addresses bittys sexuality by putting together a montage of the vlog and links to the vlog and if they werent basically outing him the video would be cute as shit bc its bitty
-but, really, bitty never wanted to be closeted, and he never really hid it anyway. he talks to his parents, he talks to jack, and heres the plan.
-bitty comes out, but he’s so southern about it. like the press says something to him and bitty’s just “oh, y'all didnt know that?”
-so, bittys the first gay NHL player
-but lets talk about jack
-lets say, falconers v bittys team (whatever team he’s on is in new england. wherever bits and jack live is between their home stadiums) and maybe theres a falconer thats kinda a dick and a homophobe. jack isnt out, and its never come up before, but this guy (lets call him Dick) is a DICK. and he says something to bitty, maybe after checking him really hard, and jack just loses it.
-maybe jack is close by and he heard what dick said, and hes livid okay. this guy was sort of his friend, his teammate, and then theres bitty who’s crumpled on the ice and jack and bits make eye contact and bitty looks so shaken and broken and jack. just. loses. it.
-jack fights his own teammate on the ice. he gets dick’s helmet off and his own gloves off and doesnt stop until he can barely recognize the other guys face, because of all the blood, this dick who he thought was his friend, and someone is pulling him away, maybe half the falconers are pulling him away
-maybe its tater thats pulling jack away, jack whos still struggling to get back out there not to keep wailing on dick but to see if bitty is okay because he’s honestly over the anger (okay, maybe not 100% but hes more concerned with bits atm)
-but tater drags him to the showers and forces him under cold water like they do in all the sports movies when shit gets real and athletes be crazy
-fun fact: tater is like jacks bff second to shitty. but he doesnt know about jack and bits.
-and jack is so quiet that tater barely hears him when he asks what the hell happened out there. jacks tells tater that Dick just assaulted jacks boyfriend.
-and tater says. “alright. we kill him. but not on ice, too many camera”
-and jack laughs. tater laughs. jack is still shaking and ofc hes cold but hes calm now.
-hes calm when georgia comes around and his managers come around and he says hes doing press. and they are like “no. not happening” until jack singles out george and is like “i have something to say.” (george knows abt jack and bits so she thinks hes going to come out, but hes not) so he and george have a quiet convo about what he wants to say and george approves it and the managers/coaches are like wtf why are u letting this happen.
-jack does press. his knuckles are shredded and hes got paper towels wrapped around them and theres a bit of blood still but hes smiling.
-jack says ‘bittle is my friend. even if he werent i would not tolerate homophobia on my team’ (jack could be cap or not but anyway)
-press wants to know why its such a strong reaction, dicks face is wrecked, yadda yadda.
-‘bittle is my best friend’ jack says. cue chuckles from the press. somewhere in harvard shitty clutches his chest and screams 'ET TU, JACK?’ (he gets looks but when does he not)
-bitty is being checked out by the docs (hes all good) and is asked what he thinks about jacks reaction. bits is like 'it was stupid of him but nonetheless, i will make him a pie’
-jack gets a fine and a suspension (and a pie) dick gets a bigger fine and a longer suspension and has to make an official apology and go to sensitivity training.
-bitty scolds jack for being wreckless, he could have gotten hurt, maybe outed. and jack is like “i dont care what happens to me i care about you” and they make sweet sweet love and maybe, jack is thinking about coming out
-followers of bittys vlog (which he still does!!) make gifs of dick getting beat up, photoshop pies splattering on his head.
-and then, well, suddenly people are more interested in the bittle/zimmerman 'friendship’
-bittys vlog gets hits. not the new videos when hes in the nhl. the old ones. the samwell ones. especially the outtakes bits posted where a certain canadian pops up here and there
-articles about the two year period where jack and bits were on the same line at samwell. next game bitty is in he gets put on press. 'so, jacks your best friend’ 'id say so’ 'and youre gay’ 'yes’ 'is jack?’ and bits is so clever, and this is the chirp that goes down in hockey legend “jack is hockeysexual”
-(somewhere in the world, the smh crew are d y i n g of laughter. jack gets a million chick emojis in texts.)
-ofc the press are kind of dumb. 'hockeysexual?’ 'yeah,’ says bits 'he likes hockey.’ (later on jack is going to make a show of writing hockey on a post it and sticking it to bitty right after they have sex. bitty snaps a photo and saves it to post on insta later on…. much later)
-in the meantime jack and george are talking about uh, things, and she says that now might be a good time with all the positive media attention (theres negative media too about how jack shouldnt kick the shit out of his own team but mostly the press is ecstatic about fighting homophobia and the 'incredible bromance between players on different teams’ 'bromeo and dudeliet’–ransom and holster INSIST on being called bromeo and dudeliet)
-but jack isnt ready. no, hes ready to come out. he just has to do something first.
-before jack plays again, he proposes. (dont ask me how bc im a SAP and if i get started on a proposal story i wont stop.) but anyway bits says yes. and then a little bit later jack says hes going to come out but he wont tell bitty how, he just tells him to be ready for it.
-and uh, bitty has an away game while jack has a home game. and jack does press. and bittys on the team bus on the way to the stadium when suddenly his team starts whispering and glancing at him until finally theyre at the stadium and off the bus and his team dog piles him and congratulates him and bittys like ??? and suddenly theres a phone in front of him with a video
-and its jack doing press.
-the press (as they have been doing) try and get jack to address the rumors that he and bits are more than bffs, to which jack says
-'im not going to tell yall that hes my boyfriend’ (those in the know notice the yall. it becomes half the smh’s text tones for jack)
-the press murmurs dissapointedly but jack smiles and says 'because he’s my fiance’
-and bitty calls jack immediately and scolds him a bit, and tells him he loves him but 'dangit jack im about to play’ and jack is just like 'sorry not sorry’
-and bittys team wins. do a lot of the stadium know hes engaged to jack? yes. is there a little hate speech thrown at him? yes, like usual. one drunk guy gets his attention and says something like 'im not a gay but zimmy has an ass you can bounce a quarter off congrats dude!’ (bitty will always be suspicious that it was actually shitty in disguise)
-and bits. he does press. one guess as to what the press asks him about. 'no we havent set a date. no, our relationship has never affected the game–okay maybe the once but thats dicks fault. we ve been together since i was 20. no, the only time i try to win games for jack is when im playing against jack" cue chuckles.
-shitty and tater fight for best-manship. lardo is uncontested for bittys best man. there are a lot of smh hockey players in the wedding party.
-there is a lot of talk about how ppl think jack or bitty are going to be compromised by each other, that they shouldnt get to play for the sake of the sport. its a cheap way to disguise homophobia, and jack calls them out on it. bitty is just… 'bless their heearts’ and pulls a knife
-jack is suddenly appearing on bittys vlog more.
-also people are kind of irked that they didnt realize jack and bits live in the smae house. because at some point pre-coming out there have been 'welcome to the team’ fluff pieces where rookies show people around their houses and talj about what they like. first jack had one and then bitty. in the same house. these fuckers. YALL ARE NOT SUBTLE. (this is also how bitty vlog gets popular while hes a nhl star. bc he talks about his vlog. a lot.)
-cut to married zimbits. jack and bits drive to a game together, where theyre going to play each other, and the press paps them sharing a goodbye kiss before going to separate locker rooms.
-theres talk of maybe it would be best if jack or bitty get traded so theyre on the same team? which, that doesnt seem too bad to bits and jack. but. they have contracts. and they kind of like playing against each other. and it takes more than one player for a team yadda yadda jack and bits arent winning/losing alone
-years down the road bitty is a free agent (or whatever i dont really know that much about sports okay) and theyre both falconers players. bc bittys other option was to move to frickin canada (or vegas lmao could u imagine. with parson. poor jack) and also bc jack and bitty play so well together.
-lets end this story with the managers of the falconers face palming SO HARD bc bits makes jack a better player, jack makes bits a better player. the falcs had a chance to get bitty and they didnt bc idk, they had jack from samwell or maybe they compared him to jack tok much or maybe they couldnt compete with whatever bittys team offered to pay. and now they see what they could have had for years now and oh my god. side note- bittys got a stanley cup, jacks got a stanely cup, and now that theyre on the same team theyre gonna get another stanley cup.
-fear the stanely cup winning gay hockey power couple
I’M GONNA WRITE A BOOKSTORE AU BECAUSE I CAN’T SLEEP AND I’M GONNA BE DEAD TOMORROW AT MY BOOKSTORE JOB
sO Y’ALL BETTER READ AND LIKE IT BECAUSE TOMORROW I’LL BE SUFFERING IT’S ALREADY 1H30 AM
Jack frowned at the crowded bookstore. He usually tried to go on week days, but the next three weekends would be spent on roadies and then, he wouldn’t have time to shop for his parent’s presents. It was getting closer and closer to Christmas, if one was to judge by the amount of shoppers on a Tuesday evening.
He waited in line for the information desk, watching the new releases displayed around him. The History display was further away, he was stuck reading the titles of romances and science-fictions, neither were very much his style.
‘Hi!’ said a cheery voice. ‘How may I help you, today?’
He was faced with a young blonde man wearing the company nametag, a manic smile and styrofoam pellets clinging to is clothes.
‘Huh… I- Is Shit- I mean, Mister Knight, here?’
‘I’m sorry, he’s unavailable today, caught a nasty bug, left us a little bit short-staffed!’ said the young man with a nervous laugh.
‘Huh- It’s okay, I can come back- ’
‘Oh, are you Mister Zimmermann? He said you came on Tuesdays, left this note for you…’ he grabbed a handwritten note taped to the computer screen. ‘Tell this - huh, I can’t say this word while I’m working - that I managed to find that out of print book he was asking about, I had to call the editor’s personal number, oh geez, he knows we’re not allowed to do that, and the book should be here in eight to fifteen weeks.’
so i’ve seen aus where bitty’s a football player but jack is still a hockey player, and where they’re both football players and jack’s backstory is the same but with football instead of hockey, but what about a football player au where their roles/stories are reversed?
eric bittle is a former football wunderkind, son of football legend richard bittle, who dropped put of the draft at the last moment and seemingly disappeared from the face of the earth, before resurfacing to play for samwell university’s football team. jack zimmermann is son of hockey coach bob zimmermann (or of hockey legend bad bob it doesn’t matter) but got into football himself, and joins the samwell men’s football team in eric’s junior year.