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okay please don’t make me be the one to write an omgcp fic where it’s a dirty game and someone goes flying into the goalie net and pushes chowder into the back and nursey and dex just kind of “thats our fucking goalie” and start a fight and nursey is there first and the crease just dissolves into mayhem. nursey gets his time in the sin bin and when he gets out he plays hard af and they win, but the moment they get to the locker room chowder grabs nursey to make sure he’s okay bc he’s got a busted lip and his cheekbone looks pretty bruised already and nursey prides himself on being calm and collected, proving himself with his stick instead of his fists, and nursey just smiles and grabs chowder, says he’s fine and asks how chowder is and chowders fine and nursey just jostles him, promises the next time he’ll get the shutout and chowder just pushes him back and promises next time he can fight his own fights and they’re both smiling and laughing and like idk some good pure chowder/nursey interaction
Thanks to somehowunbroken and her headcannons for getting me into frog lovin’ :D And I’ve heard she’s having a hard time recently, so this is for her :)
Nursey’s a poet so sometimes he does ridiculous romantic stuff after a writing breakthrough
Nursey Week Day 6: Opportunity/Dreamer
Snuggle frogs!!!!! None of them fit in that bed smh
omgcp aesthetics // the frogs “why am I not paid for frog-sitting?”
‘Bro!’ ‘Broooo.’
Last stream, I asked the people in the chat what they wanted me to draw, they came to a conclusion that Ransom/Nursey would be it. I see them hooking up at parties, because they’re both Party Bros. Also I’m pretty sure Nursey has an unquenchable thirst for Ransom, because damn.
Jerry’s is a madhouse.
Normally, at this hour, the place is relatively quiet. But as soon as Ransom gave his orders to beat the LAX bros there and claim every single table before those douchenozzles could even get their names on the waitlist, the entire SMH team, along with every single one of their varied fans currently on hand, descended on the place en masse.
Unfortunately, the chaos of the situation didn’t leave much room for negotiation on seating arrangement. And of course Dex ends up squeezed into a tiny table for two with Nursey.
Dex scowls down at the bowl of creamers that a part of him wants to start stacking into pyramids like he used to do whenever he was dragged to diner breakfasts with the grandparents as a kid. Nursey just casually peruses the menu like he doesn’t have it memorized, and like he isn’t very obviously ignoring the D-man across from him.
Are they fighting? Okay, they’re always fighting, stupid question. But Dex is having a hard time remembering what this newest one is even about.
Their knees knock together under the table, seeing as it wasn’t designed to be shared by two long-limbed men over six foot. It’s not either of their faults, but Nursey huffs like it is and sets his menu back down onto the table roughly.
“I think your fanclub has a seat free at their table if you’d prefer it,” Dex mutters.
“You trying to get rid of me, Poindexter?”
“What gave me away?”
“Or,” Nursey smirks and raises an eyebrow the way he does whenever he thinks he’s found just the right William Poindexter button to push that will get a good reaction. “Are you just jealous?”
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A commission from Dexsnursey of a scene from this awesome fic!! Go read it!
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Soft nurseydex
omg nursey, dex’s trying to study