in jack's defense

We must risk delight. We can do without pleasure,
but not delight. Not enjoyment. We must have
the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless
furnace of this world. To make injustice the only
measure of our attention is to praise the Devil.
If the locomotive of the Lord runs us down,
we should give thanks that the end had magnitude.
We must admit that there will be music despite everything.

—Jack Gilbert, from “A Brief for the Defense,” Refusing Heaven

names of the smh group chat at various points

•oreo knife game boyz
•betsy defense league
•jack zimmermann’s ass research council
•homoerotic tension™
•T H E V O I D
•shitty’s intervention group
•samwell PTA moms
•the meme team
•Save Derek Nurse 2k16
•dex’s cheeto dust beard
•pie addicts anonymous
•make holster stop singing 2kforever
•29 geese
•bilk mag
•justin trudeau fan club
•alternate universe lax bros
•fuck roaches
•fight me, susan
•bad bob’s mullet appreciation team

sherlock rebuilt his life after being a junkie and being in rehab and set up his modest little website and said “i can help you probably, email me, be interesting please” hes so small and tries so hard and just wants to help ))):

Jack learning Russian

Look no matter what you say I will always 100% believe that Jack would learn Russian for Tater. Not even once they’re (inevitably) besties, but like, a month into knowing one another, Jack “110%” Zimmermann decides that since Alexei had to learn English for the NHL, it’s only fair that he learns Russian for Alexei. And so he tells him this and Tater’s just? So blown away? Because in all his years of living here, not ONE PERSON has done that for him, and here’s this new, awkward, kinda shy guy who just out of the blue goes out of his way to accommodate him and Tater decides right then and there to join Shitty, Bitty, Bob Zimmermann, and the entire rest of the Samwell Men’s Hockey team in joining the Jack Zimmermann Defense Squad™. Jack is just such a supportive little slice of Canadian bacon and Tater loves that.

Also of course I am 6492719% here for the headcanon that Bitty learned at least some Russian from Katya, so when Jack’s finally out to his teammates (or at least Tater) and Bitty gets to meet Alexei, they instantly click and have cute gossip sessions about Jack and Jack’s butt while he’s right there. And then when Jack kind of catches up to Bitty, they all just speak Russian! To one another! And they become unstoppable, happy, common-language gays and it’s wonderful.

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“- And then there are other moments… when I wonder if it would actually please him to see her dead. Or if despite all they had been through, despite the anger and the blood and the betrayal, and all he’d done to her and she to him, despite what I or you or what anybody else might think of it, if wherever he was… he still didn’t just a little bit love her.” ~~~ Jack Rackham, 4x02.

“You are such a tight-assed, cock-blocking, prick tease, you know, Ana,” he whispers through clenched teeth. What? Prick tease… Me? “Jack, I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I whisper, as I feel the adrenaline surge through my body. He’s closer now. I am waiting to make my move. Ray will be proud. Ray taught me what to do. Ray knows his self-defense. If Jack touches me—if he even breathes too close to me—I will take him down. My breath is shallow. I must not faint, I must not faint. “Look at you.” He gives me a leering look. “You’re so turned on, I can tell. You’ve really led me on. Deep down you want it. I know.” Holy fuck. The man is completely delusional. My fear rises to defcon one, threatening to overwhelm me. “No, Jack. I have never led you on.”

Imagine: It’s the start of D.va’s first match as an overwatch member, and Mercy and Reinhardt are discussing her. “Hard to believe she’s only 19 years old!” Reinhardt says with a hearty chuckle.

Mercy gasps. 19? She can’t be 19. Why, if she’s 19, then that would mean Mercy was old…. old enough to be her mother! She spends the whole match staring at D.va in disbelief. She starts thinking.

The next oldest lady in Overwatch is Pharah, and she’s still 5 years younger than her! Why, with a lot of the overwatch members, besides Reinhardt, Jack, and Torbjorn, she has at least 10 years on them! She’s… she’s nearly 40! And there’s an overwatch member who isn’t even 20 yet!

After the match, Soldier 76 is doing his usual rounds, coaching the newbies, telling everyone good work.

He turns a corner in the locker room to see Mercy sitting at a bench. She looks up at him and sniffles, her eyes bloodshot.

“Jack… I’m not… OLD, am I?” She says, tears welling up in her eyes.

He takes too long to respond, and she bursts into tears before he can reassure her.

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you know Bitty constantly uses the Jack not immediately liking him thing to his advantage in chirping Jack. Like when Jack is teasing him telling him how great he is “Bits you’re just so perfect, nobody can ever dislike you, you are actual sunshine” and bitty just gets so flustered so to take the heat off him he just likes to remind Jack, “are you sure??? cause i strictly remember /SOMEONE/ who didn’t like me” and Jack gets defensive for a second “who is it?? i want to have a stern taking to them” and bitty just gives jack this /look/ and jack just kinda realizes, “oh”

A Brief for the Defense

by Jack Gilbert

Sorrow everywhere. Slaughter everywhere. If babies
are not starving someplace, they are starving
somewhere else. With flies in their nostrils.
But we enjoy our lives because that’s what God wants.
Otherwise the mornings before summer dawn would not
be made so fine. The Bengal tiger would not
be fashioned so miraculously well. The poor women
at the fountain are laughing together between
the suffering they have known and the awfulness
in their future, smiling and laughing while somebody
in the village is very sick. There is laughter
every day in the terrible streets of Calcutta,
and the women laugh in the cages of Bombay.
If we deny our happiness, resist our satisfaction,
we lessen the importance of their deprivation.
We must risk delight. We can do without pleasure,
but not delight. Not enjoyment. We must have
the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless
furnace of this world. To make injustice the only
measure of our attention is to praise the Devil.
If the locomotive of the Lord runs us down,
we should give thanks that the end had magnitude.
We must admit there will be music despite everything.
We stand at the prow again of a small ship
anchored late at night in the tiny port
looking over to the sleeping island: the waterfront
is three shuttered cafés and one naked light burning.
To hear the faint sound of oars in the silence as a rowboat
comes slowly out and then goes back is truly worth
all the years of sorrow that are to come.

[Hologram!Jack:] “Activate defense array!”
[Visitor:] “Impressive.”
[Hologram!Jack (chuckling, clearly pleased):] “Nothing but the best. Talking of impressive weapons-”
[Hologram!Ianto (appearing out of nowhere (literally)):] “Pay no attention to him. The library’s this way.”
[Hologram!Jack:] “Oh Ianto, you traitor!”
[Hologram!Ianto:] “You’re the one flirting with him-”
[Visitor:] “Where’s the library??”
[Hologram!Ianto:] “I’ll show you. Ignore him.”
[Visitor:] “I am.”
[Hologram!Ianto:] “Even artifical, he’s completely….”
[Visitor:] “Impossible?”
[Hologram!Ianto:] “Unique.”
[Hologram!Jack:] “I’ll take both of those! And both of you…”
[Hologram!Ianto:] *sighs*
— 

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[I’m loving this already XD]