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@bitzimms
i get it
au in which wicky is traded to the falcs and naturally ollie moves to providence with him. do bitty opens them back into the area with open arms obviously, but to be honest, he is a little confused about why ollie is here as well. like he knows they're best friends, but it seems a little excessive to move across the country just for your best friend. so after 4 months of this confusion, bitty eventually plucks up the courage to ask and ollie just stops dead in his tracks. "what do you mean why did i move with him? i'm his husband?"
bitty: "his what?"
ollie: "jesus christ you were literally at our elopement after the frozen four"
bitty: i WAS?????
page from The Chirpbook
OKAY I HOPE THIS IS GOOD IT'S JUST ME READING WORDS HAPPY 10 YEAR OH BOY!!! 💀!!!!
tomorrow is the 10 year anniversary of (the beginning!!) of Check, Please!
Check, Please! Tumblr community—pick a favorite episode and I will do a reading of it and post it to my TikTok.
for the rest of their lives any person who has been a member of SMH has gotten the same confusion squinting thrown in their direction: "Wait. Justin. You baked these cookies?" "Who made this pie—Anthony?" "Will, these are the most perfect pancakes I've ever—" "Larissa, you could enter these into a contest. Holy shit." "Okay, Alexei, where did you buy these?" And everyone is like: "Oh, yeah, I had this friend in college—" "Yeah, I got really good at baking in college—" "A friend taught me how to make two dozen pancakes while hungover—" "Yeah. It's an award-winning recipe. I learned it from a friend—" "Not store bought; I made them!!"
anyway here's a "having a crush on jack is a requirement for being smh captain" moodboard
this one goes out to zimbits for reclaiming trucks from the straights on the fourth of july in madison
4th of July? Like that time they were in the pickup truck?
ok yes I would love an animated omgcp netflix show, obviously. but also the idea of the fandom growing giant again instead of being just a few dozen of us makes me lowkey sad
like I definitely DON'T want to be gatekeepy but if some 12-13 years olds roll up and start treating OMGCP like it's Voltron or Steven Universe or smth and start discourse and bullying and shit I might have to gaslight gatekeep girlboss
me: it’s canon that holster is UGLY fanon: no ❤️
have a bunch of tags that i need to preserve before this beaut is deleted LOOOOL
me: it’s canon that holster is UGLY fanon: no ❤️
jack zimmermann in high school was like “i am insane 🤪😡 ” and that made him self destructive and kind of an asshole because he was overwhelmed and didn’t know why his brain was doing the things it was doing to him. And so he drank and he partied and he let kent parson pierce his ears one night after a party neither of them really wanted to be at, and he talked back to coaches because obviously he knew better than everybody. And everyone knew who Jack Zimmermann was in an “oh yeah, that motherfucker’s crazy,” kind of way, in a, “he walked the mile even though he’s a semi-professional athlete because he didn’t want to and he thought it was a waste of time,” way, in a , “did you hear that zimmermann blacked out last night and then scored a hat trick during the game?” kind of way
jack zimmermann in college was like, “i am insane 😔😶” and that made him feel an overwhelming sense of responsibility. He had to be so regimented, so strict with himself to keep anyone from knowing that his brain was doing the things it was doing to him. And so he studied and he didn’t come out of his room all that much and he practiced and went to class and practiced and he went on a couple dates and hung out with a couple friends, but on the whole, he kept it inside. Everyone knew who Jack Zimmermann was because no one else showed up to every single 8am American History lecture for an entire year without even thinking about skipping, no one has such a reliably consistent schedule. When people say he’s insane, it’s with a sense of reverence, he’s insanely disciplined, insanely dedicated, insanely strong. No more impulse, only actions that have been completely and utterly thought through.
jack zimmermann in the NHL is like “i am insane 🤷♂️😌” and that makes him play pranks in the locker room and pick bitty up and toss him over his shoulder for no reason, it makes him say, “have you ever thought about how i’d look with frosted tips?” half to see what George would say and half because he’s considering it. It makes him get a dog with more energy than he has. It makes him just say, “I’m getting grumpy, I’m gonna go home now, but this was a fun party,” without feeling bad about it. It makes him a little gentler with himself, it makes him fucking hilarious. It makes him go to therapy pretty regularly. It makes him text Tater at 2 in the morning to tell him that he just bought a “happy birthday” cake even though it’s nobody’s birthday so they can leave it in the player’s lounge to make everybody nervous and think they forgot someone’s birthday. jack zimmermann in the NHL is like, “i am insane, we knew that, let’s move on,” and good for him
Holster, a broadway nerd: ppl surprised LMM wrote dos oruguitas from encanto as if homie didn’t write alabanza and dear theodosia
Bitty, who only knows country and Beyonce: none of those words are in the bible. what the fuck did you just say
Okay, this is how I see it
Alternate universe in which bitty is jacks upperclassmen
First week of freshman year jack tells a junior named bitty “you should eat more protein” and bitty thinks, “To Hell With This Kid,” conveniently ignoring that he and jack are the same age. Bitty then concludes that it is jacks personal mission to make him miserable for some reason and theres an awkward one-sided feud because jack, despite thinking that bitty SHOULD EAT MORE PROTEIN, admires how fast bitty can go and thinks hes a great captain but also lies on shitty’s lap a few nights and is like “why does he hate me :(“ and shitty is just kind of like “???? Bro he thinks that YOU hate HIM” and jack is just like “???? But i told him he has soft hands and that i like his jacket”—which coincidentally is an obnoxiously gay jacket but thats neither here not there—“why arent we friends yet” and shitty is just sitting there like “uhhhhh” because the other night bitty got drunk in shitty’s room and loudly complained about how the new teammate made fun of his jacket and hes pretty sure that jack is homophobic
And anyway bitty kind of resents jack bc he thinks jack got everything handed to him (rich boy with daddy’s money, yeah yeah yeah), and also because bitty is still somehow completely oblivious to hockey news despite having played it for two years. Ransom and holster make jokes abt bad bob and bitty is like “who?” And everyone thinks he’s joking except for jack who thinks bitty is patronizing him
Meanwhile other upperclassmen are picking on jack because he’s older and he overdosed and yet he is SO VERY GOOD AT WHAT HE DOES and they fucking HATE that. They make jokes about crack and try to pressure jack into drinking even tho he’s clearly uncomfortable and there’s a lot of passive aggressive comments that jack never really knows how to respond to so he just doesnt
THE WORST PART. THE WORST PART is that jack is starting to like bitty and there’s so much panic in his chest about it because he is still raw from everything that happened with Kent and also bitty thinks he’s homophobic still so every time jack awkwardly tries to flirt bitty thinks he’s making fun. And then parse visits and all the ugly, anxious parts of jack that he has been trying to shove away and forget emerge and bitty finds him in the hallway in the middle of a panic attack, unable to get up and leave, and bitty realizes, oh. Jack isn’t homophobic; he’s just so so so repressed and scared and he thinks the overdose is all his fault
If you say something to someone enough, sometimes they start to believe it’s true and that’s what everyone says to jack. It’s what he says to himself. And bitty realizes, hey, he and jack arent that different—theyre just different flavors of fucked up
And he starts to notice the little ways jack shows affection to people, how shitty is one of the only people he’s comfortable around and how one time when bitty ran out of butter jack drove to the store and came back, almost shyly giving it to bitty like he thinks bitty will turn it away
And jack is prickly and tight and anxious and mean but bitty can give just as good as he can take and sometimes they lie next to each other on the lawn and come up with pithy things to say about their teammates and each other and jack is always like “don’t you DARE tweet that” and bitty is like “too late. It’s tweeted.” And bitty finds out that jack doesnt have a nickname not because he didnt want one but because the other upperclassmen wouldnt give him one and he casually sharpens his knives and possibly checks one teammate a little bit too hard during practice and he calls jack “honey” and “sweetpea” and “sugar” except without the usual passive aggressive southern bite and jack decides that he doesnt mind that bitty is the only one who does and purposely doesnt think about the fond note in bitty’s voice when he calls him those things
One night while studying french because bitty is still absolutely hopeless at it, bitty’s hand finds jack’s and they somehow SOMEHOW end up curled up around each other because really, who needs to learn french anyway? Nothing is the same. Everything is the same. They’re jack and bitty—it doesn’t matter the universe; they always, always find each other