so i get the first jack

anonymous asked:

So far, Cas is going to be on 6 episodes (7 including ScoobyNatural) and we're only on the first half of the season... I hope this doesn't mean we're going to see him less after the midseason finale. I want Team Free Will (plus Destiel's son, Jack) going on random hunts and shit like that.

We’ll see! Hope we get lots and lots of him!

It d͘o͟e͠s͠n’t ҉ḩurt ~ Antisepticeye

Here’s my poor attempt at writing my first fan fic. Be prepared for shit loads of grammar errors(sorry. English isn’t my native language) and my absolutely horrible writing “skills”.

I’ll link all the possible future chapters at the beginning of the post! I’ll edit them as “read more” on my computer when I get the chance so you dudes don’t have to stand my long posts!

Possible trigger warnings will be in the tags! Ȩ̴n̴j̵͜òy̡ ͡th͟͠e͏ ̴̡s̡̢͡ho̡w̧̨͢

Chapter 1: D́i̧d҉ ̛yo̷u ͜mi͠ss͏ m̸e̡? 30th of October

This horrible headache has kept Jack awake for hours. He is restless. It’s currently 3 am. and it’s getting worse. The pain forces him to get up. He slowly gets up from the bed waking up Signe by accident.

“Oh. Sorry Signe. Didn’t mean to wake ya up. Sorry.”

“ It’s okay. Don’t worry.”

“Good.” Jack said mournfully.

“Seán. Is everything okay? ”

“Yeah babe. I’m fine…Well actually no. It’s getting worse. I͏'̴̡̕m ̧҉n͟e͡ar.҉”

“What are you talking about?”

“Nothing. I’m just tired. I’m gonna take a medicine and come back.”

“Okay. Better get some sleep or you won’t have energy to do anything tomorrow.”

“Sure.” Jack chuckles back as an answer.

He leaves the bedroom and walks towards the dark bathroom at the end of the aisle. His footsteps echo in the empty aisle. Every step feels so heavy. His legs are tired. His body feels drained. It’s a weird feeling as he’s usually full of energy. “The green lightning” as Signe jokingly calls him. Small whispers fill up the aisle.

De͡at҉h ̧c̕ǫm̸e̕s.͡ Di͘e̢,̨ ̀die̷,͝ ̛D̀I͘E͏!҉

Luckily the bathroom isn’t far away. He runs inside and locks the door. He reaches towards the switch. The lights won’t turn on.

“Fookin’ storm.” he curses under his breath.

Y̵o͟u҉ foo̷l҉i͏s͜h͏ boy!

“Get out of here! You can’t get here. Hehe. YOU can’t get here! Did you hear me! ”

Jack opens the faucet. He lets the cold water flow and fill up the sink. He sinks his head into the cold water. The voices faint underwater. He holds his breath as long as he can before getting up.

W̴o҉r̕t̨h҉lesś f̶ųck҉ińg̕f͢a̷i̧l͝u̡r̷e҉

Suddenly a wave of pain hits him. Jack crumbles down to the cold bathroom floor. He violently presses his hands on his temples. It feels like someone is trying to drill through his head.

D̵i̷d͏ ̡yo̸͏u̵ ̧m͝҉i̵̵s̶s̸͠ ̵m͢͠é?̶

That haunting voice ringing in his head again and again. Jack remains silent.

St̛u͠pi҉ḑ ͟b͠oý ̢is̶ ̡pl̵a̴y҉i̶n҉g g̕a͏me̶s. ̵Ba͝d ̢idea.̕ I̴t̡ ͢w͟ould͞ bè ̛s͏ad ̢įf̧ somet҉hi̴ng ̵h̨a̛pṕe͘n͟e͏d ̡t̛o ̨he̢r͜, ̢w͏o̧u͞l̨d͢n͏'t͢ i̸t?͜

“NO! Leave her alone! You sick fuck!”

Nó.̨ ̧Wro͠ng ̸c̨h͞oice ̡Seá́n. Ýou'l̡l͜ ̢s̛o̶o̴n ͡un҉d̷erst͝a̕n̶d.͞ T̸ḩa̡t ͏w̕as a ̢hug̢e̕ ̨mìst͢ak̀e̸.͡

Cold sweat mixed up with salty tears escaping Jack’s dull eyes. They once were so bright and sparkly full of happiness and joy. Now fear is all that is left. That playfulness and energy has been absorbed. Somewhere deep inside of him pure love was fighting. Darkness and fear is wrapping their dark suffocating strings around it. It’s suffering, it feels pain. It’s dying. Someone has the power to keep it alive. The love of Jack’s life, Signe. His last hope.

Signe bangs on the bathroom door.

“Seán. What’s going on? Who are you talking with? Please open the door.”

“No. I’m sorry. Just go. It isn’t safe. He’s near.” Jack answers sobbing.

“Who’s near? I don’t understand Seán.”

Y͞ou͝ fo̕o̷l҉ìs̵h̕ li҉t̶ţle͜ ̡g̕i̢rl͏.҉.. ̨I'̸m̴ ne͡a̴r͡.̨

“Seán. Who’s that? Seán please. I’m afraid.

I’m so sorry. Just go, Signe. You have to go. NOW!“

Jack can hear Signe’s quick footsteps fading away.

(This series in based on what I think Jack is like and would be like so far. I had already completed this series based on what I’ve seen so far from the first episode of Supernatural Season 13, therefore please forgive me if he turns out to be out of character.)


Part 4 – Lunch Time

Characters: Jack, Reader, and Dean

Word Count: 221

Warning: None.

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“Jack, what are you doing?” You asked as you approached him.

“I’m making lunch,” he grinned over at you.

Your face contorted in disgust at the combination of food items he was mixing.

“What exactly are you making?”

“It’s a cheeseburger. I watched Dean make one before. He said that you take two buns, a patty, cheese, and add what ever else you like,” he explained.

“Jack you have to cook the patty!” You exclaimed. “And I don’t think a cold pizza, chocolate syrup, a cookie, what ever that is, and all that other stuff, is what Dean meant about putting whatever else you like on there. Wait, is that an eggshell?” You deadpanned.

“Yeah, it cracked but I think it’s still okay.”

You leaned over and smelled it, gagging as you pulled away. “Okay, buddy. This right here, it’s not lunch or a cheeseburger. This is called diarrhea for days.” You elucidated. “Jack what was this supposed to be?” You pointed to what looked like a cherry filling.

“That’s pie.” He was smiling so carefree, but if only he knew.

“Oh no-” you were cut off.

“Hey, what are you two ding dongs doing in here?” Dean walked in.

“NOTHING!” You shouted, blocking Jack’s cheeseburger from view.

“Making diarrhea for days!” Jack chirped. (Oh, but the look on Dean’s face.)


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Honestly…It makes me really uncomfortable when people draw Leia’s Episode 4 Dress as being really tight with a big slit up the leg, because that’s not how it was at all??

It doesn’t even cling to her breasts or anything?? There’s like…a Small knee length slit, I guess, if you look hard enough. But this, and most other outfits of Leia’s, strike me as incredibly modest and professional. In fact, Lets take a look at that for a second. 

Look at what she chooses to wear on Cloud City in Episode 5.


Like…It’s a dress with pants? And I think this was probably an outfit she either A.) Packed for the trip on the falcon or B.) Was provided to her by Lando, And I find it hard to believe that Lando would force an outfit on her, considering he was very nice to her in previous scenes. She would have chosen it out of several different options.

I won’t add pictures, but her White Hoth outfit also consists of a jacket and pants. It’s sensible. They’re in the freezing cold. Why would she wear something sexy. She Wouldn’t.

There are honestly only two instances over the course of three movies where she /kind/ of shows skin. Instance 1 is at the end of Episode 1 where she…Kind of, I guess, Has some cleavage showing?

Like Barely. Keep in mind as well that this dress is floor length and has long sleeves. The second instance is at the end of Episode 6 on Endor

This slit is definitely more revealing, but to be honest, I can’t remember a single time in Episode 6 where it was apparent? They Honestly may have just done this for promotional material? Other pictures of the dress come off as much more modest

I’ve worn dresses shorter than this, so, I wouldn’t exactly consider this revealing by any means.

So when does Leia put on something a little sexier? There’s gotta be one instance right?

Yeah, Against her fucking will.

What I’m getting at here is that I hate the weird sexualization of Leia in Nerd Culture. It’s literally so rampant. It’s not surprising to me whatsoever, but it still makes me mad.

Leia Organa, a 19 year old Freedom Fighter personally fucking chose to dress modestly and people still depict her as this oversexualized Male Gaze Fantasy Being and it’s really disappointing tbfh.

i know it’s kind of a meme in the fandom that viktor thought making A SCENE and greeting yuuri naked in japan but i think that was completely unintentional? which makes it even funnier imo?

allow me to explain

i don’t know exactly how long after yuuri’s video went viral that this scene happens, but it’s safe to say that at least a couple of days passed? perhaps a week or a bit more, even though the anime makes it look like it’s on the next day?

so he’s been avoiding the media for days, keeping his phone off so absolutely nobody’s going to be able to reach him until people forget about this madness 

which means he’s also entirely clueless about the rumors of viktor being his coach

and it makes it so much funnier because we know yuuri’s dad doesn’t know jack shit about figure skating, and viktor doesn’t know how to speak japanese AND IT WAS PROBABLY TOSHIYA WHO FIRST TALKED TO VIKTOR WHEN HE ARRIVED AT YU-TOPIA?

TOSHIYA IF YOU’D ONLY GET INTO YOUR SON’S ROOM, LOOKED AROUND AND DID THE MATH YOU WOULD KNOW

so what has happened was probably something like “i have no idea what you’re saying mr. foreign-dude but you’re probably here for our famous onsen so yes make yourself comfortable” which viktor, tired as fuck from his travel (a long ass flight from st. petersburg to tokyo, probably? plus the train from tokyo to hasetsu?) GLADLY ACCEPTS

hell yeah i’m going to enjoy the fuck out of his hot spring

since yuuri is nowhere to be seen why not take some time to relax after a long travel, am i right

it’s not like viktor would understand if yuuri’s parents were to say “oh yes yuuri is holed up in his bedroom but he’ll come out eventually” so as viktor is pretty sure he found the right place and that yuuri is there he’ll just wait and have a nice soak meanwhile

AND THEN YUURI JUST BARGES INTO THE ROOM WHERE VIKTOR IS BATHING

well, this was not how i had planned this to go but here you are?

AND OF COURSE, STANDING UP WAS COMPLETELY UNNECESSARY BUT VIKTOR BASICALLY INVENTED BEING EXTRA AND… LET ME SHOW YOU MY HOT BOD BECAUSE I GOT TO SEE YOUR ALMOST-EVERYTHING AT THE BANQUET SO I THINK IT’S FAIR YOU GET TO SEE ME NOW AM I RIGHT??? 

in viktor’s mind, yuuri is this extroverted, outgoing party animal he got to know at the banquet and was absolutely mesmerized by, so he probably thinks yuuri’s going to be alright with this extra introduction? also knowing yuuri lives and probably worked at the onsen for a while viktor maybe just assumes he’s probably unfazed by nudity?

oh viktor, little did you know

it just gets funnier the more you look into it

The Reason I Don’t Do Cold Readings Anymore…

by reddit user Skarjo

I don’t do ‘Cold Readings’ anymore. I don’t tell fortunes. I don’t read tea leaves.

And I do not do contact ‘the other side’.

Look, don’t judge me alright? It was an easy gig. I mean, the first time I did it, it was a joke. I did it just to impress a girl. You’ve been there right? It was something I’d read about online and I thought I’d give it a go.

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Public School Is A Goddamn Disater, Part 2: The Lovecraftian Madness of Machismo

Part 1 here, AKA: the Mantisocalypse (you don;t have to read it to understand this one, but you should anyway)

Content Warnings: Mental Illness, Attempted Murder, Sexual Content, Stalking, Abuse, Animal Abuse Mention, Emetophobia, US Public Education, Military Industrial Complex.  I’ve been told this is my most disturbing story, even if it’s hilarious, so mind your health.  All the names in this story have been changed to protect the innocent and Not-So-Innocent.

This is the story of Recruiting Sergeant Scott VS. The Lacrosse Jocks VS. Yours truly.

To understand this story, you must understand the dystopian hellscape that is US Public High School- I went to the NICE high school in town, with the AP curriculum and new building, where the the kids were generally too obsessed with getting into the ivy league to do anything worse than occasionally smoke on the roof.  Not even weed, just regular cigs.  During their off-periods, so they’d have time to febreeze their clothes and arrive to their next class early.  You know, the most boring fucking kids ever.

AND STILL, we were subjected to the various scourges of US public ed, namely-

-on-campus police officers and regular “what to do in case of a columbine event” drill.  We had Officer Munoz, who was a wonderful Latina Woman with the good sense to focus her efforts on getting kids away from abusive parents rather than persecuting brown kids, but we were VERY lucky on that front.  Still, having someone walking around with a gun and technically the authority to kill you, and having to hide in the science cabinets three times a year fucks you up.  Remember Officer Munoz though, She is Important.

- A weird, cult-like, frankly masturbatory attitude regarding athletic achievement.  The arts and sciences were stuck doing bake sales for supplies while the gym got re-done two years after the school opened.  This was tempered in an odd way at my school in that literally all the sports teams unequivocally sucked, with the exception of 

1.Marching Band, which went to nationals twice in the first two years the school was open 

2.Knowledge Bowl, where kevin and I took the team to 3rd in state in our first year, and only lost because Kevin had an asthma attack so we decided to let the other teams fight over the ‘lesser’ medals 

3.Lacrosse, which didn’t actually didn’t GO anywhere, but was a “real” sport and beat our ‘rival’ school, so the team got to be Big Men On Campus, and get away with all kinds of nonsense like eating in class when everyone else was forbidden or skipping tests for ‘practice’.  The three worst offenders were Dustin, Jack and “Rattlesnake Pete”, all of whom were budding neo-nazis and thus signed up for German.  With our Jewish teacher.  Remember them too.

-On-campus military recruiters.  As in, people who are legally allowed to exaggerate, manipulate and actually lie to minors to convince them to join the armed forces.  Ours was Sergeant Scott, and as much of a skeevy rat as he was I honestly felt bad for him, because remember, academic magnet high school so he had three kinds of kids to work with:

  • Kids who made the physical standards for the armed forces and were all about honoring their country via physical labor, but were dumb as shit and couldn’t pass the written exam.
  • Kids who could pass the written exam and were totally ready to bully some people in the third world, but couldn’t do a pull up if you covered the gym floor in cobras.
  • Kids who passed the physical and mental portions but were uniformly rabidly anti-military industrial complex, to the point where 35 of them crammed into his cubicle in the office he shared with Officer Munoz and Janitor Wendy, so they could hold a sit-in protest of the Iraq war and chant “Impeach Bush” and “War is Murder” at him  Someone chucked red paint on him, because they’re furious immature teenagers.  It was his first day.

Poor bastard.  Remember Him as well.

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How Did We Get Here?

(Don’t worry, no spoilers; and sorry, no pictures except the one here)

We were incredibly lucky to have Jack doing a show that was basically “in our backyard” (less than one mile from our campus), and to also have the privilege of attending his second show of his first tour. It was so surreal; I’m not even sure how to articulate just how amazing it was.

The messages throughout the show were beautifully integrated, and to say the energy was incredible would be a complete understatement. My friend and I wholeheartedly laughed and cheered from start to finish (on the exception of some emotional moments).

To any future show-goers: you are in for a real treat!

Jack, you wonderful human-being, were fantastic. We had an absolute blast this evening, and hopefully you did too. I sincerely hope you enjoyed your stay in Minneapolis and that the rest of your tour endeavors go well!

Everybody loves a mute Vagabond so here’s something I was thinking about.

The Vagabond, mercenary for hire is called in by the Fakes. Does some jobs and gets invited to join them.

It’s when they’re hanging out at the pent house after a heist does it actually come up. Jeremy asks him why he never talks. They’ve heard him hiss on the rare occasion, but never a single word despite knowing them for a while. Ryan- they learn his name first- just shakes his head and texts Jeremy why.

Then they think of ways for him to better communicate. Jack likes his texting, Jeremy suggests pen and paper, Michael talks about a computer programmed to talk, and Geoff finally comes up with a reasonable answer. Asking if Ryan knows sign language. Ryan does.

So they look at each other. Out of them, one has to know sign language. Right? They spend the next ten minutes angry at everyone else for not knowing and arguing about who would learn it. Gavin walks in from his room, asking what they’re talking about.

Jeremy asks if Gavin knows someone who knows sign language. Gavin nods.

“Yeah I know sign language.”

The skepticism is evident among the group, but Gavin insists he does and asks Ryan to sign something. Ryan does and Gavin looks at him with confusion.

“My hair is pouring babies.”

Everyone laughs except for Michael who says, “Well no one here knows sign language then.”

Gavin huffs and swears that’s what Ryan is saying. So they humor the lad and ask for him to translate. Of course, Ryan really is just messing with the poor boy. Sometimes saying really sentences and sometimes not even signing anything and doing more of an organized flail.

They never truly believe he’s fluent as he says until he gets into a heated argument with Ryan. The words stop flowing and their hands are moving far too quickly. It doesn’t stop until Gavin is signing at the speed of light for a good five minutes, ending with a smooth hand glide up his neck and a hip swaying exit.

The crew asks what it was about and Ryan shrugs, texting them.

“He said I was wrong. Insulted me, my family, my cow, called me a bitch and left.”

2

I just realized another reason why I love this so much. This is how Ashi wants to look. This is the hairstyle and outfit she chose and made herself, unlike her charred skin that she was forced to have throughout her entire childhood. So this is the first moment in her entire life that she gets to express herself freely, and to have Jack immediately compliment her instead of an confused “what … are you wearing?” makes me so happy becuase it gives her that acceptance of being herself that she never would have gotten back with the other Daughters of Aku.

star-anise  asked:

PLEASE talk about the kind of shit Bitty and Tater would get up to without Jack or someone more level-headed there to restrain them.

lisTEN Tater and Bitty have like, not a single impulse control between the two. Oftentimes people get fooled by Bitty’s politeness, need for a clean kitchen, and preference for people not to spit on the ground (LOOKING AT YOU, NURSEY, YOU GROSS COLLEGE BOY) and think, this is a reasonable and level headed young man! they are wrong. 

Tater: B! What if I get huge soda bottles, big ones, and shake them. 

Bitty: D: that makes it go flat though, do you not like the fizz?

Tater: *shakes his head* No, no. I strap them onto me and shake them and then BOOM! I fly. 

Bitty: Hmm, I don’t think so…

Tater: :((((((

Bitty: You’re too gosh darn heavy! Strap it on me! 

Tater: :DDDDDDDD


Tater: B! B! Guess what!

Bitty: I don’t know, why don’t you tell me?

Tater: *shows a picture* new motorcycle! I see it, I like it, now it’s mine!

Bitty: *fans himself really hard because he LOVES those bikes* oh dear

Tater: You one of my best friend. First person I ask to ride with me. 

Bitty: Mister Tater! I am delighted and honored! 

And then they proceed to ride the motorcycle WITHOUT A HELMET until they get pulled over by a cop, and tater’s telling the story to the team later and jack hyperventilates because HIS BOYFRIEND WAS ON A MOTORCYCLE WITHOUT A HELMET.


One day jack walks into the kitchen to find Tater with tears streaming down his very red face as Bitty feeds him pieces of what looks like mini pie and asking “how about this? is this spicy enough?” 

“I’m feel dying and my soul return to heaven. Not enough. Do more.” 


Tater: What I’m be for Halloween? Has to be sexy. 

Bitty: Haha what about a stripper

They look at each other and an electrical moment passes between them

Tater: I’m go shave my legs now!!! 

Bitty: Yes you do that and I’m going online right NOW to find the perfect costume!!! 

Tater: WHY THIS RAZOR SO SHARP??

Bitty: here let me shave you! 

And then when Tater’s practicing his routine, he routinely asks Bitty whether it’s sexy enough. He’s not doing it very close to Bitty (bc Bitty’s personal space expands when there’s stripping involved by ppl other than jack)

Tater: Weird to ask Jack, you know. He my teammate.

Bitty: I completely understand, and oh dear this is making me blush! *giggles* 

Tater: *performs another body roll*

Bitty: *giggles* 


That one time Bitty went to the hospital because Tater thought it would be a funny prank to empty out a windex bottle and pour blue gatorade in it so Bitty can shock everyone, but someone accidentally switched the bottle so Bitty drank a mouthful of actual windex. 


I feel like Tater’s like the one person who finally convinced Bitty to try weed? Like in the sense that Tater’s never tried it because the fear of his parents is strong, and Bitty’s only had contact high before and never bothered with actually trying it himself. And Tater is curious bc it seems like a lot of the college athletes are high and he wants to try! And Bitty because oh well, if you want to try it I’ll do it too! 

They chose a time during the off season, so that Tater won’t get in trouble. And Bitty makes the most delicious weed brownies in existence. And then Tater promptly forgets that they’re weed brownies and eat wayyyy too much and Bitty’s too high to deal with him and Jack comes home to two grown men giggling over his couch. (Tater’s okay, bitty made sure not to bake too much.) 


That one time Tater wrenched his shoulder dabbing with Bitty on the ice. 


When Bitty was super drunk and Tater handed him a banana and Bitty deepthroated it in front of everyone and then promptly choked and almost died. 


That time they were lighting fireworks with their bare hands and didn’t get injured at ALL. 


Georgia had to give a little talk to Jack about how tater and bitty should never be left alone, and maybe Jack can thirdwheel some of their hangouts a little bit more?

Jack: I’m the one dating Bitty, you know. 

Georgia: He’s an amazing person, but I also need his friendship with Tater to change into something less life threatening. 

Let’s start it off with the one and only, the canon pairing of a sad sk8er boi and his tiny baker: Jack Zimmerman/Eric “Bitty” Bittle!

Ice Crew Please!

THE FIC THAT CHANGED E V E R Y T H I N G u don’t even KNOW oh my god

u read this and u r like: “ice crew au…?? wut” but U GUYS. READ IT.

I AM. BEGGING U. its so fucking funny but also so fucking meaningful and abt CREATING A Fa mILY !!!! and LoVe!!!! and frieNDShIP!!!

p.s i don’t want to spoil it but if u read it message me and ill talk to u abt the part that made me cry like actual tears bc thank god for friendships and acknowledging that shit is hard

the messes of men

this was… in it’s own way.. a hard fic to read (which makes it the best fic to read! pain! i love it! help me!) it’s very very very beautifully written and i hold it very close to my heart….how it portrays jack by himself and how hard it must’ve been…it also manages to weave in how mental illness plays its own role, even once you get together with the person you’re pretty sure is it for you. somewhat painful but cathartic and achingly tender.

until it got the best of you

umm bitty has a big dick. that’s it.

BUT then there’s feelings! and angst! and misunderstanding! (the best type too! u know when one is like so crazily in love with the other and thinks its shockingly obvious but surprise, it’s not!) it’s just fantastic!

i never saw the signs

imagine a world where jack jumping over the snowbank, bringing bitty coffee, going on long walks classifies (in jack’s mind) as dating. so when bitty gets asked out, jack cannot believe the b e t r ay a l! we’re dating bitty! just read this and be happy :)

left the city, my family, my precinct

oh my goodness this fic.

jack accidentally sends bittle a dick pick.

:0  ;)  <3 ___ <3 = summary of the fic

mixing it up

this is just….so cute?!??!?! and funny?!??! and 1!!!!!

bitty is contestant at a baking tournament for the falconers where jack and tater are the judges. at least, thats where it starts off.

tater is fucking hILARIOUS this fic in general made me laugh a lot.

strawberry

if u about that dom/sub life well…….just know that eric pins jacks hands to the bed and there’s v intense blushing that boi turns red like a tomato and i live 4 it.

eric is a tad too southern for me but it’s the only thing this fic doesn’t do perfectly :))))

something like this

considering how popular this fic is it actually sat open in a tab for a looong loooooong time just bc…well… it’s 285,748 words. im an all or nothing girl as in i once read the entire maze runner trilogy in one night so i had to find the right time

first of all: angst. second of all: angst. third of all: ….. u guessed it… angst. BUT don’t worry, for every drop of angst there’s a metro-fucking-ton of smut and sweetness :)))) ;))) what this fic does brilliantly is create an OMC that is at the forefront of the story and do it seamlessly. this is a pretty iconic fic and tbh im definitely not one for fics longer than 100k but this was a fuckin’ beaut man

rake the springtime across your sheets

oh god this was P A I N F U L but in a very beautiful way??? (that’s how u know the writing was siCK) ambiguously happy ending but tbh in the end this fic is really just abt the unspoken quiet truth of being in love, of loving, of being human just lke Fffffffuck me up

Phone, Please!

listen. i’m not a fluff person. idk i get bored. BUT. BUUUUUT. BUT. this fic.

AMAZING. this fic is all about the details and the little moments that make Bitty and Jack  ~*BittyandJack*~

Bonus favorite line: “Thank god there are pancakes to serve. Pancakes are also very nice, and something he can actually have.”

Winter Clothes

Chowder POV so this is both hiLARIOUS and surprisingly touching. Jack and Bitty help Chowder buy clothes for New England winter. As a person living in New England, I approve this message.

WIPS: *Hate That I Love You plays in the background*

medic, please!

so if u ever played world of warcraft u r gonna love it and if you’ve never played world of warcraft u r gonna love it

this fic is just SO CREATIVE?!?!! like the format of it is B O M B. its just. so good. oh ym god.

(also the name is “medic please!” get it? cuz eric’s a medic in the game.? and check..PLEASE! ugh I’m a nerd 4 this pic

Fainting Psychics and Pessimistic Demonologists

ghostbusters au except not bc copyright

at first i was like…ghost hunters au?? rlly? but now I’m like GHOST HUNTERS AU? B R I L L I A N T.

characters are on point, its funny (an actual line of the fic “Jack sat down at his computer, pulled open a tab, and googled “How to encourage a teammate”. lmao what a mess)

but also theres some mystery and intrigue and suspense and in general this is a Good.

baking is punk as fuck

this is another AU that i was like…punk band u ….rlly? but then i was like PUNK BAND AU FUCK YEAH im a sucker for asshole Jack. i’m not even into punk?? but im into this fic U ___ U

This Don’t Even Feel Like Falling

filed under “praise kink mmmm”

honestly? porn..? “Bitty is the one to tie Jack’s hands for Hazeapalooza; afterward, he ties Jack’s hands for their own private enjoyment. “ like?? I’m not sorry.

but also not established relationship more like fwb but u know and i know and ngozi knows that ain’t the game we’re playing here

around the green and blue

not usually a big fan of soulmate aus but what i love about this fic is the pacing and even tho soulmate aus where seeing your soulmate = seeing color for the first time isn’t totally new this felt super fresh and original!

shine for you

aw MAN this gave me the feeeeeels. established relationship but jack is not out, it’s a bit angsty but the jack perspective is just so gooood

EXTRA: It all started with a big Russian hockey player calling a small cat-loving hockey player a rat. You either h8 it or u luv it. In my case, I Love it, capital L, so enjoy: Alexei “Tater” Mashkov/Kent Parson

careful the tale you tell

Kent has been telling himself a story, ever since the Q. It’s the epic story of Parse and Zimms, and he’s in love with it. // this fic is specifically meant for patater newbies and this fic does an amazing job of showing why kent and alexei just make sense. its honestly a Blessing.

kick on the starter

lmao im gonna be 90 years old and still reccing Febricant’s fics…for real when i saw they wrote patater i was like…no..im dreaMing…or im dead? is . is heaven?? rlly unique approach to how she gets them together and gr8 build up :)))) Bless Febricant

i need to wake up, i need me some love…

honestly? shameless fluff. established relationship (they’re ENGAGED FOR GOD’S SAKE) short but Good

imagine jack and bitty come out by simply not hiding their relationship!!

  • the Samwell team being super protective of their bros
  • the Providence team being super cool with it (and in some cases being lowkey passive agressively protective)
  • but also the tabloids being so straight

“nhl superstar Jack Zimmermann was seen yesterday leaving his penthouse apartment with best friend and roommate Eric “Bitty” Bittle. They were later seen at lunch with a young woman with whom jack seemed very close to. A simple lunch with an old friend or the best friend meeting the girlfriend lunch? Who knows, but one thing’s for sure, Zimmermann seems happy and ready to give his all for the season’s first game this Saturday. #LetsGoFalcs”

  • also, the Falcs winning the Stanley Cup, Bitty runs over to Jack on the ice and they stand there hugging, exchanging i love yous and “im so proud of you, honey!”
  • jack getting married to bitty
  • the media still hasnt caught on that they’re together
  • it’s only been 4 years you know
  • it’s not as if they’re hiding it
  • the media’s just dense af

“Jack Zimmermann spotted with best friend and roommate Eric Bittle and their 3 children. It appears that the pair has decided to add another kid to their little family as they were headed back to their car after meeting with a foster child. These two are absolute #bromance goals and we wish them luck!”

  • the Samwell team and the Falcs mocking news media outlets!!!

“Zimmermann and husband spotted with their children, bro goals!!”

“HAH! Good one, Ransom!!”

“Thanks, Tater!”

it’s 1:34 in the morning someone stop me

I don’t say it enough but I am so proud of the unholy trinity.

 
Like, I remember my first Felix video at like, 400.000 subs and I remember watching Mark’s 10.000 sub video and I remember the first time I saw Jack and the whole shoutout winner video.

I remember the first time Mark cried on camera.

I remember how heated Felix used to get.

I remember Sean hiding his loudness and his accent.

Now, my boys, my boys are standing up on their own. 


Mark is a beacon of strength, proving that emotion is strength; and emotion is beautiful. Mark is speaking out about love and respect and spreading messages that will impact this community for the rest of our lives.

Felix is a symbol of resilience, keeping cool through one of the angriest, most hurtful media attacks I’ve ever seen. Felix is proof that we can learn and grow from our mistakes; that no matter what we’ve come from we can change the world.

Sean is the human embodiment of learning to love yourself. Who he is now is completely different from those first few videos. He has shown us self-doubt and weakness being turned into something incredible; beautiful. He has embraced every part of himself and showed millions of other people how to do the same.

I’m proud of a lot of YouTubers, I’m proud of a lot of people, but these three have overcome so much hardship and brought so much light into my life.


These three have shown a generation that it is beautiful to be emotional, it is beautiful to not lash out, to mess up, to apologize. It is beautiful to feel, to be angry, it is beautiful to be yourself, to love yourself.

These three have taught me the meaning of beautiful.

NHL!Bitty - Origin: From Samwell to Seattle

(I haven’t posted any of my background stuff on how Bitty gets from Samwell to the Schooners, so here’s my bullet point breakdown of how/when/why)

Part I - Hug Check | Part II - Chirping | Part III - Post-Season


- Senior year, Bitty is the first openly gay NCAA captain of any men’s sport. When Samwell wins the Frozen Four, commentators start speculating on him being a draft prospect. Jack isn’t out yet.

- ‘Get Bittle in the NHL’ goes viral as an equality issue and the NHL is under pressure to recruit him, which creates this divisive ‘is he really good enough to play’/’the league is homophobic’ situation among fans and within the NHL.

- Bitty gets a lot of heat from all sides and Jack is really worried about his bf, who is living every coming-out fear Jack’s ever had. The Falcs can’t recruit Bitty because Jack has already disclosed their relationship to management, so Jack can’t protect Bitty.

- Things go downhill quickly after a hacker leaks a series of emails between the Commissioner and several owners, wherein he says an AHL franchise needs to ‘take one for the team’ and recruit Bittle so the NHL won’t have to deal with the ‘problem’ anymore. 

- The league course-corrects hard and is bending over backward to get Bitty to sign off on their official apology, but Bitty is disgusted by the whole process and doesn’t want to participate in the draft just to make the league look better. He isn’t planning to go pro at all, and now he’s hesitant to move to Providence with Jack, concerned that he might accidentally out Jack and land him with the same PR problems. 

- Bitty goes back to Georgia the summer after he graduates. 

- After things calm down a bit, Bitty gets a call from the new Schooners owner, a progressive tech billionaire who hates the NHL commissioner and genuinely wants to sell Bitty on Seattle. Unsure of himself and his relationship, Bitty agrees to the meeting… 

- And surprise! Bitty loves Seattle, the team, the ownership group, the food, everything. Even less of a surprise, the team loves Bitty and offers him a two-year contract with an option for renewal.

- The distance hurts, but it actually makes things easier because the risk of Jack being outed is much less if he’s not sharing an apartment with Bitty.  

- Bitty understands now why Jack needs to prove himself before he comes out, the same way Bitty needs to prove himself now. Jack deserves that buffer, and Bitty can help in his own small way.

- At the same time, after seeing how Bitty was treated Jack doesn’t want to come out until his boyfriend is established enough that he won’t be remembered as ‘that gay hockey player’ or ‘Jack Zimmermann’s boyfriend’. They’re just two dumb boys looking out for each other. They agree to revisit coming out together after Bitty’s two-year contract ends.

- Bitty’s rookie year is a hell of an adjustment, he billets with d-man called Carter Morin who is a year younger than Bitty but still has three pro seasons under his belt. Carter is convinced Bitty will be a target because of his size and sexuality, so he becomes obsessed with teaching Bitty how to ‘defend’ himself. This basically boils down to lessons in ‘how to play dirty and not get caught’.

- During these lessons, Bitty realizes he has a lot of anger he’s not dealing with. He’s pissed about being marginalized by the league, the press that won’t stay out of his and Jack’s business, he’s pissed he can’t publicly be with his boyfriend, he’s furious WBC are planning to picket his first home game. He has years of repressed southern rage and he doesn’t have to play nice to make bad people feel good. Not anymore.

- Off the ice Bitty is a perfect gentleman, does tons of outreach, fundraising, he visits hospitals and coaches day-camps, after that first season he’s a fan favorite, but on the ice Bitty slowly becomes a living embodiment of ‘float like a butterfly, sting like a bee’; he’s a good player, everyone knows it, but now he’s absolutely ruthless and spends his fair share of time in the penalty box, initially for defending himself, later for defending others. 

- During a particularly aggressive Schooners game, a commentator jokingly describes a post-fight Bitty as Bob’s spiritual successor, coining the term ‘Bad Bittle’. Bob is elated, Jack is horrified.

- Bitty ultimately makes friends on the team, builds a following, and becomes an integral part in building Seattle’s fledgling franchise into a championship team.

- Schooners take the cup in Bitty’s second year and Jack is surprisingly okay with his boyfriend getting a ring before him, it means they’re one step closer to being untouchable

- The Falconers dethrone the Schooners the following season and win the championship. Jack and Bitty come out/marry on Jack’s cup day. They don’t wear wedding bands, they wear their cup rings.