jack likes to feel huge and just be all over bitty. some ways this happens:
bitty is standing there mid-conversation w someone and jack comes up behind him and drapes himself over bitty’s shoulders and settles all his body weight on bitty’s back
bitty’s knees buckle
“jack whY”
“increase your weight class bittle”
must be big spoon (”jack let me breathe” “no”)
bitty sitting on the couch and jack just throws himself across bitty’s lap #highdrama
sitting on bitty’s lap at parties (”you’re crushing me” “stop skipping leg day”)
bending down in exaggerated ways to kiss bitty and leaning down over him and wrapping his arms around him
bitty is asleep in bed and jack comes home late (roadie? game? who knows rly) and just flops on top of bitty
first time it happens bitty thinks he’s being smothered
he wakes up and screams
jack is like “shut up i’m trying to sleep”
any time bitty is lying down anywhere. reading on the couch? studying on the floor? sunbathing outside? must lie on top of him.
Must Pick Bittle Up™
fireman lifts
bridal style
just throw him over your shoulder it’s fine
i see you’re sitting on that bench bittle. well NOW you have to wrap your legs around my waist haha.
i can’t be bothered bending down so i’m just going to lift you up to kiss you okay
oh you’re sitting over there. well if i pull you across the couch, you’ll be sitting in my lap. imagine that.
(”jaCK ZIMMERMAnn let me live”)
“here sit between my legs and lean back against my chest”
making out? cool cool cool. would be better if i were lying on top of you though.
lying with his face mashed into bitty’s chest, bitty playing with his hair
“you’re drooling on my shirt, honey”
“shh no i’m not”
“ew”
folding bitty into a little ball and curling around him entirely (”jack my knees hurt” “let me love you”)
bitty pancaked across jack’s chest this time
“are you lying on top of me? i can’t actually tell because it’s like someone laid a tiny cat on my chest. or like a feather or something.”
AU where Jack’s mom is a terrible baker and finds Bitty’s blog, who explains things very easily, is incredibly charming and doesn’t make her feel like an idiot when she gets things wrong, so she slowly starts gaining confidence and improving a lot.
She becomes a true, 100% fan, when her simple totally on point brownie recipe, kicks the ass of Sharon’s from down the street at the next neighbor party. That horrid woman who was convinced she married Bob for money and tells everybody about it.
As if there was enough money in the world that could make someone put up with Bob’s snoring, that she hasn’t smothered him with a pillow yet is true love.
She finds his other blog, the one where he talks about himself and Alicia loves hearing about Bitty’s life. He does hockey and while she cannot picture this tiny adorable boy slamming himself against guys like her husband and son do, is just another thing that makes her feel a connection.
About what I see as the biggest moment for Jack and Bitty as individuals as well as a couple?
The newest comic definitely hearkens back to the biggest tension so far this year– Bitty’s breakdown in the previous update over the stress of keeping it secret from everyone– and his doubts over how serious Jack is about this relationship.
But as we saw in that rainy entryway, Jack’s not just thinking about his career. And “team” means something more than just “the people you play ice sport with”.
This isn’t just personal growth for Jack 110% Zimmermann, this whole arc has shown Bitty coming to understand that they’re both in this relationship together, and it’s the motherfuckin’ culmination of communication.
After all of this, Bitty’s coming to accept that he matters to Jack, but it’s also okay to matter to himself. He doesn’t want to meet Jack’s teammates as anything other than his boyfriend, and he says so. And that is what leads to my number one moment that puts a fuckin’ BOW on this whole fear of Bitty’s:
At the end of the day, Jack loves two things.
Hockey: cons include Expectations, Spotlight, Anxiety
Bitty: “a few risks” “it’s scary, but”
Just, the way Jack’s little speech here is weighted is amazing. Their relationship has a few risks, but it’s worth it. Those risks are nothing to him compared to the shit he faces for his other love.
★ Inchell’s illustration for the Year Two Kickstarter print set! It gets the award for Most Adorable And Accurate Portrayal of the OMGCP Cast ever. Go check out her stuff!
AU WHERE EVERYTHING IS BASICALLY THE SAME EXCEPT EVERYONE IS A MONSTER.
Eric Richard Bittle is a small town witch from Georgia.
He’s not a very powerful witch, and is actually terrible at most spells. He can’t cast a charm to save his life and he almost blew up his house trying to cast a tiny pimple hex on a bully at school. His mother was a champion on a broom, but Eric can’t stay on for more than a minute or two without falling off. For a while he thinks he might have gotten too much of his human father in him, and magic isn’t made for him.
And then his mother teaches him how to bake.
Eric is a demon in the kitchen. It’s where all of his magic comes out.
He always knew his mother was a kitchen witch, but no one really ever knew how that would translate to him. Kitchen witches are typically female, but Suzanne Bittle was thrilled when she realized her son had inherited her knack for magical baked good.
Eric can bake good luck, misfortune, love spells, hexes, confidence, you name it and he can bake it, into a pie. Cookies and brownies can work as well, but they tend to have a smaller effect.
His father is a human with no magic, and head football coach for the local high school. Coach is aware that his wife is a witch, though the extent of her powers are a little nebulous to him. Eric tends not to share his own magical abilities with him.
Doesn’t matter though, because he’s headed off to college at Samwell University to play hockey with the Big Monsters Boys.
Eric comes from a pretty small community of mainly witches and humans. There was a werewolf pack that had some kids in his high school, and the odd phantom or two, but he knows Samwell is going to be a whole different ball game. There were at least five species he didn’t even recognize on the brochure alone.
“Are you sure about this?” His mom asks for the 50th time. “I read online they allow demons to attend. Demons, Dicky!”“Mom, stop.” “Okay, but make sure you have your garlic. And your silver. And the gold. And iron. And-” “MOM.” “Okay, okay!”
Samwell is an even bigger mess than Eric or his worried mother could have ever imagined. He is absolutely terrified excited.
During athletic orientation Eric ends up between two of his fellow hockey players (Ollie and Pacer, he thinks their names are), both of whom are a foot taller than him. They are both also very excitable werewolves who seem to be forming a pack right in front of him. Or around him, as he is still stuck between them.
Those two, however, are absolutely nothing compared to the rest of his team.
I JUST HAD A THOUGHT well technically I had this thought hours ago when I wasn’t computer-accessible but anyways IMAGINE IF Bad Bob Zimmermann was a raging bisexual (like, technically never came out of the closet, but everyone who knows him knows) and he came down for that second family weekend that we never actually heard about supposedly because of “how embarrassing” it was, and he sees Bitty and Mama Bittle again and he’s just like “Oh! Hey there, son, you’ve gotten a lot cuter since I last saw you, well done!”
and Bitty’s just like “WHA? UM? THANKS, SIR??? UH” and then Bad Bob turns to Mama Bittle and is like “clearly he gets his looks from you, Suzanne” and it’s like an instant KO to poor Bitty’s mom, she’s out cold, she’s gone
meanwhile Jack’s completely mortified in the corner like PAPA, N O N and he turns to his mom and whispers “MAMA DO SOMETHING, STOP HIM”
and Alicia’s just like “what? He’s right, Eric’s definitely gotten cuter since last time, no wonder you like him” and Jack’s just “ET TU, MAMAN?” and everybody is blushing except for Jack’s parents who literally have no shits to give, they are there to make their own son become a hockey-playing tomato for the WHOLE weekend and to continue fostering the Bittlemann Alliance of Glory.
There’s a space of two inches on Bitty’s neck that is the most sensitive part of his body. Jack has catalogued the second most sensitive (earlobe) and third (the inside of his wrist), but pressing mouth to neck pulls Bitty’s bones right out of him, turns him all melted in Jack’s arms. Bitty is–surprisingly–quiet when they’re alone and together like this, his hands and body eager but his throat filled with little whimpers and sighs instead of what Jack expected, which was…words.
It makes him wonder why Bitty is so quiet in this when he’s never quiet in anything. What’s made him so silent in intimate moments like this, the few minutes they have in his room while pretending to wash up for dinner? Through the half-open window in Bitty’s room, Jack can smell the barbecue Coach has on the grill, and he thinks, Oh. That’s probably why.
“You feel good,” Jack tries, his hand on Bitty’s hip, fingers slipped just under his tank to find his sweat-damp skin. Georgia is hot, but Bitty’s skin is even hotter.
Bitty makes another soft noise at that, and when Jack pulls back just enough to look at him, his eyes are glazed, his mouth pink and slack. Jack kisses him. How can he not.
Suzanne Bittle’s voice carries sweetly up the stairs, calling them boys and asking them down for dinner. Bitty goes still in Jack’s arms. Jack can tell by the way Bitty’s chest heaves that his heart is fluttering behind his ribcage.
These stolen moments aren’t enough, and Jack wants nothing more than to explore the summer stretch of Bitty’s body where he can take his time and learn and appreciate. He doesn’t want to be rushed. Doesn’t want to stop.
“Come with me to Providence,” he says, mouth falling into those two inches of his neck. Bitty clutches at him. Jack exhales.
"When?“
“When I leave. Let me get your ticket. Come with me.”
“Jack…"
"Come with me."
Bitty’s fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck feels like he’s had them there for a long time, the movement so easy and practiced. Bitty shakes out a breath. "Yes. Okay. I will.”
just moving along like everyone else 