im fucking crying please just imagine cass walking through the desert and she looks up and sees the silhouette of that giant goddamn dinosaur and she turns right the fuck around like “there’s a list of things i am willing to deal with today and that’s not on there”
i’m honestly so fucking stupid but i didn’t realize that the kings were elvis wannabes for the longest of time. i just thought the king was super gay and liked to watch men sway their hips on a stage all day long. idk i just thought they were some kind of gay gang or something.
shows up to this prompt weeks late with a starbucks and ignores the magic part of a magic au. i really tried going more magical but could not make anything work. ahem.
Zimbits Magician AU
Okay, Bitty and Jack are magicians, and meet on a T.V. show competition
Magicians from all over come and showcase their talents in front of live audiences, on stage and in the street. They’re judged by a panel of famous magicians and viewers can vote too on their favourites and the winner will get a year long contract, and opportunities for touring and whatnot
I’m pretty sure this is already a show tbh
The setting is Las Vegas.
Enter one Jack Zimmermann, who picks up a pack of cards after rehab and never really lets it go. Card games are a way to pass the time when he was on suicide watch and learning card tricks quickly becomes a way to keep his mind and hands busy after.
Instead of coaching peewee, he takes to wandering the streets of Montreal with his pack of cards, looking for people to try his tricks on
He gets good off showing the random people, gets great though when he finds someone willing to teach him how much further simple misdirection in his body language can take him (he’s still working on using his voice and words to do the same)
There’s a rush in convincing your audience of the magic, even if they just believe in it for a split second, and it’s similar to the rush of being on the ice so Jack keeps doing it.
Jack spends the time he would’ve on the ice finding places where he can perform. He starts at bars, works his way up to clubs, and soon a producer of the show finds him and offers him an audition. He only hesitates because it’s in Vegas, but the opportunity of working with other magicians is enough to convince him that Vegas is a big enough city and his chances of running into hockey are slim. It’s really not a hockey town, despite having a hockey team
(Jack never lets himself think of how it could’ve been his hockey team)
Bitty’s speciality is illusions
He gets interested in magic as a kid, watching how his grandfather liked to keep the younger cousins entertained, but doesn’t do more than beg his mom to take him to the library so he could pick up more books about magic until he comes out from school with scrapes and bruises on his knees and palms.
Pops is the one to pick Bitty up, and doesn’t say a word on the drive home beyond giving Bitty a handkerchief to press to his still bleeding knee. Once they’re in the house, he lifts Bitty up onto the kitchen counter and cleans the scraps. He’s gentle when he presses band-aids onto Bitty’s knees, smoothing down the edges.
“What happened junior?” Pops asks.
“Nothing,” Bitty mumbles into his knees.
“Them bigger boys?” Pops continues. Bitty shrugs and continues to not look at Pops, startling slightly when Pops lifts him down from the counter.
“Lemme show you something.” Pops leads Bitty into the living room and shows him a trick to make himself seem heavier than he is so the older boys can’t push him around as easily.