#kpgg

You are not so broken that everyone will see you as a failure and Boone to be around.

You are not so attractive that everyone will want to see you in your skimpiest fits.

You are not so low in self-esteem that you hang onto every praise comment like it's validation of your worth.

You are worthy of care, of love, and of platonic friendship that borders on the romantic but doesn't cross the line to it.

You are worthy of going out in feminine clothing and looking pretty and covered.

You are worthy of being drooled over in your skimpiest fits.

You will come across many, many beautiful and pretty people, alluring in various ways. And will find those worthy of your honest company.

It fucks, heavily, to be lonely and wishing when you see everyone else having fun with people.

You will try again. Because even when the shit hurts, even when arguments start coming and it feels worse, you will do the thing you rarely did before.

You will be you.

Speaking, talking, crying, throwing tantrums, planning moves/hangouts/dates, showing up with the truth radiating out of your body.

You will be you. I promise you it matters. With all your honesty, with your more open vulnerability, with your amassed empathy and crafted discernment, Crafted and Refined ™️ the Discernment, you will be you.

Bombs Away- B.o.B.

Really, Kent should have known better. The first time he’d shown up at that ramshackle hockey house had been bad enough, the feeling of Jack still being a galaxy away had been more savage than any check Kent had ever taken. Really, the whole situation had gone to shit well before that but Kent didn’t get to his point in his life knowing when to give up. The second visit… That had been worse. He just couldn’t take it anymore, his fingers hooked in the loops of Jack’s pants trying to seek out one last kiss…

Well, he’d fucked that up too. Jack didn’t need him anymore, he’d made that more than clear. He had his shitty team and his cute blondie who he could take fucking selfies with if he wanted. Kent could be just as good as not needing him as he had been for the last few years. That’s why it was a surprise when he walked into a Boston bar during a hell of a roadie and saw Jack’s blondie sitting on a stool and kicking his legs while he nursed a beer. Kent adjusted his cap a little, raising an eyebrow at the empty seat to his right and plastering on the cockiest smile in his repertoire. Jack Zimmermann may have been a war that Kent couldn’t win, but he wasn’t above a little snooping when the opportunity presented itself.

“Spring C,” Jack says, “is full of mystery.”

for reserve, 3.1k of Jack and Bitty being ridiculous, inspired by all of Bitty’s tweets today. refer to archive tags etc.

Eric loses a shoe, but that isn’t how it starts. Saturday morning starts with Shitty at his window and a mimosa being thrust into his hand. Saturday night ends with--- Well.

There are articles upon articles about their on-ice chemistry, the way they move around each other like the well-oiled grooves of an impeccable machine.

2.1k, unbeta’d 

Kent Parson/Jack Zimmermann

tags: dysfunctional relationship, drug use, boom heartbreaker

PART I - JACK & KENT

1. you're trying to tell me something important in a crowded room. i keep walking away from you. you keep walking out of yourself.

2. we made a deal: i won't apologize for being a lit match if you don't apologize for catching fire.

3. it wasn't just one month. it was years and it's been years. we should remember more than your before and my after.

4. synesthesia is a misalignment of triggers and receptors. you taste blue. you smell like 18.

5. we talked to stop ourselves from saying anything. if you were lonely, it's because i wasn't listening, but neither were you.

PART II - ERIC, JACK, & KENT

1. your body split evenly between right and wrong, left and right, him and i equally greedy like dogs at your sides, guarding you.

2. you see, i couldn't let you go. i asked you to leave me to my blades and ashes, to my amends. you asked me to keep going.

3. look at me. i want one more night of not touching you. i am a liar and you are a body spinning away from me.

4. give me something angry and true like the storm we're brewing from need and twisted tenderness going nowhere.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Check Please! (Webcomic) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Kent Parson/Jack Zimmermann Characters: Kent "Parse" Parson, Jack Zimmermann Additional Tags: Codependency, Anxiety Disorder, Unhealthy Relationships, Emotional Manipulation, Internalized Homophobia, Dysfunctional Family, Self-Medication, References to Addiction, Underage Drinking, Underage Sex Summary: