Yes! Please

finally one of them plucks up the courage to ask him and is like “um, Bitty? is it true you’re dating Jack Zimmermann?”

I love this fandom dearly, and I’m not saying we don’t have brilliant stuff on offer, but it’s seriously the most collectively timid fandom I’ve ever been in. It’s odd.

However, I also think the nature of the characters themselves plays a part. Like, when I initially started trying to think of stuff last night, the first big decision was obviously - who has tentacles? And, given my own preferences, I went immediately to half-octopus and honestly? I just. couldn’t. see. it. When I imagined Bitty, when I imagined Jack, neither seemed easily…changeable?…to fit a half-human, half-octopus model. I think it’s that they’re both so human that converting either to non-human feels immediately OOC.

So then I started thinking about other forms of tentacles, and I ended up with something I love and that I think will work excellently. But the most “obvious” forms of tentacle fic just didn’t jibe well for me, given how their characters are presented. And that’s not at all to say it couldn’t be done, and done well - I’m *positive* it could be - but it’s not as obvious a fit as in some other fandoms - like, take Supernatural, Cas is an angel and there’s always something other-worldly about him so it’s never hard to imagine him as some other form of non-human, whatever form is desired…

…does that make sense?

On the other hand, in my head CP lends itself awesomely to all kinds of fluffy AUs, and also to A/B/O and the like.

(though now I’m thinking about werewolf!Jack and I think I’m in love).

Let’s do someting fun to add to more Lardo content to the fandom. reblog this post with your own hc’s about her. they can build off other people’s ideas, or be completely new! Whatever you want. 

ground rules: 

you totally can have hc’s about her dynamic with SMH, but I encourage you to think out side the box (even think outside of her major). 

be respectful of other people’s hc’s! you don’t have to agree with them, but don’t spread hate

Lardo’s family is from Boston, but for a while they lived in St. Louis. Which is where she went to high school. 

Her favorite NHL team is the Blues.

Her best friend from high school is Dalja. She’s a five foot six Bosnian Muslim with a penchant for skate boarding. 

The major TV commercial has Kent saying, “Nobody needs to know where I was last night,” with a flash of images to give an impression: hockey, suits, drinks, girls, “What I was drinking,” leaning over a bathroom sink bleary-eyed, splashing water in his face, “Who I was with,” and there’s a hickey and a bitemark on his neck and shoulder, “Or what happened,” as he puts concealer over a bruise on his arm.  And then you see, really fast, the rest of the makeup go on, so Tired Washed-Out Beat-Up Kent gets stop-motion made-up and into his hockey gear with smooth, unmarked skin, looking fresh and devil-may care.  “All they need to know is that I’m ready to do it all again tonight.”

When the pop star whose music he always listens to before a game walks into team breakfast one morning, everyone’s grins get a little awkward because Kent loses his cool.  One minute he’s smirking and snarking and shit-talking with the rest of them, and then she walks up to him and he’s totally beet red, blinking and stammering and looks like he’s almost about to cry, and nobody needs to be reminded right now that their brightest star is an eighteen-year-old boy.

But she just looks at him, this woman who’s been a child star and a superstar and knows what it’s like at the top, who’s still fighting lawsuits to get control of her assets and her children back, and slips her hand around Kent’s elbow.  “Won’t you gentlemen excuse us,” she says, and Kent slides his sunglasses on as she walks him out of team breakfast.

She’s the only person that entire year who looked at him and knew she was seeing someone not okay, who’d rather die than admit it.  When they parted she gave him a very tight hug and a list of phone numbers, hers and people she’s trusted and relied on.