#parsons: about

[whiskeyapologist]

need another omgcp hivemind resurgence simply so someone can make one of those fan edit video things of kent parson set to i can do it with a broken heart

[90kvp]

Girls, Gays and Theys, I introduce you to Jack “flirts with hockey” Zimmerman. I can’t believe this man 🤣 who told him that complimenting his bf’s hockey is good pillow talk 🤦🏻

[gothamite-rambler]

Stephanie and Jason were at Stephanie’s mother’s house. Crystal Brown, Stephanie’s Irish-born and raised mother, was celebrating Mother’s Day with her daughter. She did most of the cooking, and Jason was thoroughly enjoying the shepherd’s pie while Stephanie picked at her own plate.

Crystal looked at Jason, her eyes wide in surprise and appreciation at someone enjoying her food this much.

Crystal (slightly worried mom tone): My word, slow down, love! You’re eatin’ too fast.

Jason (shoveling more pie into his mouth): Sorry, ma’am, it’s just so delicious. You put your foot in this.

Stephanie (used to her mom's meals): Dude, chill. It’s just meat and potatoes.

Crystal: Stephie, don’t insult my cookin’. Not all of us can be like that Brit butler that works for the rat bastard.

Jason: Alfred? Yeah, he’s pretty good. You two should cook together.

Stephanie: Don’t start another war, Jason.

Crystal: Stephie, shush. I'd be glad to cook with him. Honestly, now that ya here, I’ve actually been meaning to ask about that clown you fight again. Not Bruce, Joker is his name. What can ya tell me about the Joker?

Stephanie (putting on a thick accent): He's sart ov'n evil parson.

Crystal (tilting her head): Oh?

Stephanie: Killed Jason Todd. Beat him with a crowbar.

Crystal (surprised, Irish accent, placing a hand under her chin): My word.

Jason: That felt like an underreaction.

Stephanie: People outside of America have a different way of reacting, to say the least. Trust me, that’s the equivalent of me screaming in horror.

Crystal (nodding): Aye, let me get you some peach cobbler. You’ve earned it after goin' through that.

Jason: Peach cobbler? Awesome! It's been years since I died, but I'll take anything as a consolation.

Stephanie: My ma likes to comfort people with food, so I knew bringing you here was a good idea for Mother’s Day.

Crystal (bringing over cobbler): What happened to his mum?

Stephanie (weary): She also has no filter when it comes to asking inappropriate questions.

Jason: You can tell her.

Stephanie: Aight. Ma, his birth mom tricked him into going to the warehouse where the Joker killed him. His other mom wasn’t that bad, right Jason?

Jason: Right. I leave a rose on Cathy’s grave every Mother’s Day and her birthday. She was an angel compared to my egg donor. May she rest in piss.

Crystal (Irish anger): Oh, what a couple of arseholes. Minus Cathy, she rests in the kingdom of God. The other two sound like cunts. Sorry.

Jason (pouring extra gravy on his pie): No apology needed, ma’am. I agree, honestly.

Jason chuckled at the woman’s insults, making Crystal smile.

Crystal: I like him.

Stephanie: Knew you would.

Jason: Crystal, you’re a good cook. I love this pie. You’re like Julia Child, but Irish.

Crystal: And for that, you’re takin’ home leftovers. Let me get my red Tupperware bin.

Jason: Why doesn’t Bruce like her again?

Stephanie: Because she takes no shizz from him or any man that isn’t God. She even made a sign for it. It's hanging in the hallway upstairs, I'll show it to you later.

Jason (giving a thumbs-up): Cool.

[pepperspalette]

[offhandpoppies]

happy birthday to the guy done dirtiest by the narrative, the one true rat of the league, and the captain of your las vegas aces: kent parson!

[kvp90]

I keep misremembering this line as the 'second best living hockey player' for some reason. Probably because of the sheer something it takes to say this in a world that still has Wayne Gretzky but.

I love that for him.

[mitchmarner-93]

accidentally got into the “check please” fandom and kent parson is so kevin day coded

[ronandhermy]

"My father is a sadist and I am my father's son...Someone put their hand in my heart and they didn't take it back out. If I died tonight, no one would notice for weeks. My father is a sadist and I am my father's son. I learned it well. Do I have the stomach for it? Do you really want to know?" -- Journal, Day Three by Richard Siken.

[winter-wise]

why was he posing like a renaissance saint here

[ohyoufool]

Come one, come all It's happening again The empathetic hunger descends We'll tell no one Except all of our friends But I still don't know How did it end?

How Did It End? - Taylor Swift x OMG Check Please

[papsiguesss]

OMG its BLORBO BLEEBUS

(Format gotten from this post)

[tomorrowusa]

I'm not sure if there is a cure for Trumpnesia, but there are treatments.

This is what Trump was saying at CNBC the day after the first case of COVID-19 appeared in the US.

Trump dawdled while the virus spread throughout the US. He continued to claim it wasn't a big deal.

The spectacle of the Dow Jones plummeting on March 12th could jar a memory or two. It signaled the start of the Trump recession.

On the following day, Friday the 13th, Trump belatedly declared a state of emergency.

In April he held daily media events where he gave out bad medical advice. If he had been a doctor, that would have gotten him charged with malpractice. He first told viewers to take malaria medicine for COVID. [Malaria is a parasitic disease while COVID is a virus.] He then suggested that people stick UV lights up their butts. And he famously told people to drink bleach. This t-shirt was a reaction to that...

All that year he downplayed COVID-19 as the US death toll and infection rate skyrocketed.

Timeline: How Trump Has Downplayed The Coronavirus Pandemic

It's true that the virus spread everywhere. But the United States had the highest death rate per million of any G7 country. Only Boris "Partygate" Johnson's UK came close.

Reminders of Trump's disastrous last year in office can temporarily keep Trumpnesia at bay. But frequent boosters are a necessity.

[aristocrating]

me @ kent

[tankgirlfan23]

[bisexualdinahlance]

Coping with the Marchand trade by contemplating exes to rivals to lovers Pimms again.

Jack does make it through draft day but still overdoses at the end of it, and so has a team to go to after taking a year or two off for therapy, but has shattered any trust his front office has in him forever. They don't even really help him find housing when he's called up from the A, he's living hotel life until his captain realizes they left this 20yo kid out to dry. The only upside to the front offices lack of trust and the shuffling between the A and the show is that he makes friends with a lot of other young guys who are fighting thru the system the same way. Maybe in another life they might've felt jealous at his skill and drive but here that doesn't do shit to guarantee him anything.

On the flip side you have Kent, who is his team's darling after two years, they'll probably win the cup in the next year or two. But the Aces weren't... Really supposed to get the 1OA pick. Sometimes a team fucked up one year and missed playoffs and wins the lottery. They don't really have players around his age. He has friends on the team sure, but it's a little isolating when before he was sharing that spotlight with his bf. And then they make him captain, and that's a little more isolating.

And then his ex boyfriend signs with his divisional rival. Like when they knew they were going first and second overall originally, it was exciting that they were going to not only be in the same conference but the same division. Just a short plane ride away from each other. Maybe the rivalry could even be fun, chirping his boyfriend from across the ice when they matched up, being able to go to dinner after (winner pays bc they're both such sore losers).

It's less fun when they aren't talking, even worse when they're fighting. Kent has always been good at running his mouth, and he knows exactly what buttons to press to get a reaction out of Jack. And Jack has never been one to pull his punches on the ice. (He is Bad Bob's son.) It gets nasty for a while, especially during playoffs.

Then one of them gets injured. It's probably an accident - the one who did the injuring will definitely say it's an accident. But their relationship has deteriorated so much they can't trust that it wasn't on purpose. That they weren't aiming to hurt (in some ways they are always aiming to hurt each other now).

Eventually, Jack gets traded. He may have been drafted to be a franchise savior, but the front office was never going to trust him. He didn't intentionally get traded across the country away from Kent - he was poached deliberately by the Falcs' AGM. But maybe the space was needed. Maybe only having two match ups a year is better for them in the end. That isn't to say Falcs/Aces matchups aren't still intense. There's not a lot of love lost between a lot of teams and Aces hockey, but it's not like it was when Jack was with the Schooners.

And with that distance, the fire cools between them. They stop saying shit about each other to the press (the press thankfully stops asking for it). They stop looking at their matchups with dread and excitement. Eventually they're able to see each other across the bar at the asg and stop feeling regret and start going "what if?"

[generalghosty]

omg, I just gotta say, your whiskey and kent drawing has me ALL in my feels. it's absolutely GORGEOUS and so full of energy and movement. I have been recaptured into thinking about those two. permanently. Literally made my day seeing that piece!!

...I may or may not also be writing a slow burn post-canon fic about them right now... 🫠

Here's what I like: you've got baby-gay Connor, still dealing with Catholic guilt and internalized homophobia, and then you've got jaded-gay Kent, who's stuck in a kind of arrested development because he's still infatuated with the first guy he dated. There's a lot of opportunity for shared character development here. You've also got a bit of a similar dynamic to Jack and Bitty going on, because Connor is stoic and introverted, while Kent is gregarious and emotional. Jack and Connor are explicitly compared to each other in canon, and I'm willing to bet that Connor is very much Kent's type, given that he's a tall, taciturn, dark-haired forward.

Also, it seems likely that Connor would sign with the Aces, not only because Las Vegas is close to Arizona, but also because he has connections on the team thanks to Tango and Scraps. The alternative is that he'd sign with the Coyotes, but that would just be depressing given what became of them.