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Dex, to the new frogs: This is my ex boyfriend, Nursey.

Nursey, to Dex: I told you to stop calling me that.

Nursey: I’m his husband.

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girl your new job is hockey related???? you're living the life

YES, i couldn’t be happier with it tbh

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I fixed it.

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Did you end up having fun at Lolla who was your favorite act

yes, best place in the WORLD. my faves were blink (mostly because i was just having a really good time), chance, banks, and barns courtney.

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i have one prompt sitting in my askbox that I'm gonna write but send me some of these and I'll try and work on them this week

nearly 200 writing prompts // feel free to reblog

Angst:

1: “ Give me a chance. ” 2: “ Not you again.. ” 3: “ Leave me alone. ” 4: “ I don’t love you anymore. ” 5: “ Why do you hate me? ” 6: “ I lost the baby. ” 7: “ I thought you loved me. ” 8: “ I don’t need you anymore. ” 9:“ I can’t believe you! ” 10: “ We cant keep this up forever. ” 11: “ You’re a monster. ” 12: “ I hate you. ” 13: “ Don’t leave me… ” 14: “ You’re a disappointment. ” 15: “ Don’t die on me– Please. ” 16: “ I never meant to hurt you. ” 17: “ Are you upset with me? ” 18: “ I wish i’d never met you. ” 19: “ I’m going to kill you! ” 20: “ Please don’t hurt me like this. ” 21: “ Thanks for nothing. ” 22: “ Dont call this number again. “ 23: “ Why did you spare me? ” 24: “ You need to leave. ” 25: “ I’m sick. ” 26: “ I’m dying. ” 27: “ I wish i’d never met you. ” 28: “ I thought we were family!” 29: “ There was never an us. ” 30: “ So that’s it? It’s over? ” 31: “ I fucked up. ” 32: “ I came to say goodbye. ” 33:“ He’s dead because of you. ” 34: “ I don’t deserve to be loved. ” 35: “ About the baby… Its yours. ”

Love:

36: “ I’m so in love with you. ” 37: “ Dance with me! ” 38: “ Isn’t this amazing? ” 39: “ I wish we could stay like this forever. ” 40: “ Will you marry me? ” 41: “ I’m pregnant. ” 42: “ I need a hug. ” 43: “ You’re special to me. ” 44: “ I’m going to keep you safe. ” 45: “ Do you trust me? ” 46: “ Can I kiss you right now? ” 47: “ You’re cute when you’re angry. ” 48: “ I’ve liked you for awhile now. ” 49: “ Lets have a baby. ” 50: “ We’d make such a cute couple. ” 51: “ I want to take care of you. ” 52: “ Can we cuddle? ” 53: “ It’s lonely here without you. ” 54: “ I can’t stand the thought of loosing you. ” 55: “ Shut up and kiss me already. ” 56: “ Are you flirting with me? ” 57: “ Is that my shirt? ” 58: “ How did we get here? ” 59: “ You own my heart. ” 60: “ You’d be a great dad. ” 61: “ You’d be a great mom. ” 62: “ I want to protect you. ” 63: “ Whats the matter? ” 64: “ You’re so beautiful. ” 65: “ Did you do something different with your hair? ” 66: “ Is that a new perfume? ” 67: “ Stop being so cute. ” 68: “ You’re making me blush! ” 69: “ You’re teasing me again… ” 70: “ This is why I fell in love with you. ” 71: “ You’re the best! ” 72: “ They’re going to love you, don’t worry! ” 73: “ Oh, Are you ticklish? ” 74: “ Of course I remembered! ” 75: “ You’re one hell of a girl. ” 76: “ You’re one hell of a guy. ” 77: “ Are you jealous? ” 78: “ Hold me and never let me go. ” 79: “ Stop hogging all the blankets! ” 80: “ Lets run away together. ”

General:

90: “ Catch me if you can! ” 91: “ I’m fine. ” 92: “ Are you drunk? ” 93: “ Are you high? ” 94: “ We cant go in there… ” 95: “ Give it back! ” 96: “ Well this is just great. ” 97: “ Don’t touch me. ” 98: “ Not sure if you could tell, but I’m not exactly a people person. ” 99: “ This was fun— Lets do it again sometime!” 100: “ I didn’t do it! ” 101: “ I did it… ” 102: “ I don’t remember that! ” 103: “ Well that’s pretty rude of you to say. ” 104: “ Get that thing away from me! ” 105: “ You owe me. ” 106: “ Do you believe in aliens? ” 107: “ Do you believe in ghosts? ” 108: “ Are you hitting on me? ” 109: “ Why are you naked? ” 110: “ You did what?! ” 111: “ You have… Superpowers? ” 112: “ Why are you bleeding? ” 113: “ Where did all these puppies come from?” 114: “ Don’t make me come over there myself! ” 115: “ That wasn’t funny. ” 116: “ This tastes horrible. ” 117: “ This is delicious! ” 118: “ Are you mad at me? ” 119: “ Stop ignoring me… ” 120: “ I love that show too! ” 121: “ Can I borrow that book of yours?” 122: “ Lets blow this joint. ” 123: “ Let me help you with that. ” 124: “ Take that back! ” 125: “ Wanna go see a movie with me? ” 126: “ No way, that’s so lame. ” 127: “ What are you listening to? ” 128: “ I brought you your coffee. ” 129: “ Don’t fuck this up. ” 130: “ Run! ” 131: “ Lets run away together. ” 132: “ I haven’t slept in four days… ” 133: “ Your turn to do the dishes. ” 134: “ Was I really that drunk? ” 135: “ Was I really that stoned? ” 136: “Give me back my phone! ” 137: “ You’re an asshole. ” 138: “ Are you cold? ” 139: “ This place gives me the creeps. ” 140: “ I swear my house is haunted. ” 141: “ Did you hear that? ” 142: “ It’s just your imagination. ” 143: “ Just how stupid do you think I am? ” 144: “ Stop being such a baby. ” 145: “ Go back to bed. ” 146: “ Are you okay? ” 147: “ I can take care of myself just fine.” 148: “ Thanks for helping me back there. ” 149: “ Since when have we ever been friends? ” 150: “ What on earth are you wearing? ” 151: “ I can’t feel my legs! ” 152: “ Stop texting me weird stuff so late at night. ” 153: “ Put me down! ” 154: “ There’s only one bed… ” 155: “ It isn’t what it looks like! Okay.. Maybe it is… ” 156: “ How did I loose it? ” 157: “ I read your diary. ” 158: “ This is awkward. ” 159: “ Didn’t you read the sign? ” 160: “ Do you think you can teach me that? ”

Below is NSFW prompts. Please if you’re rebloggling tell your followers if you’re interested or not in taking these sorts of requests.

Sexual: 161: “ Bite me. ” 162: “ Make me. ” 163: “ Fuck me. ” 164: “ Stop teasing me so much… ” 165: “ Do you like it when I touch you like that?” 166: “ Okay.. This is new. ” 167: “ Want to head back to my place and have a little fun? ” 168: “ You’re in trouble now. ” 169: “ What a pretty sight. ” 170: “ Bend over. ” 171: “ On your knees. ” 172: “ The food looks great but.. There’s something much more delicious i’d like to eat right now. ” 173: “ Lay back. ” 174: “ Take off your clothes. ” 175: “ Well, fine; just this once. ” 176: “ I’m waiting. ” 177: “ You’re so beautiful. ” 178:“ As you wish. ” 179: “ First one to make a noise looses.” 180: “ You have no idea what you do to me. ” 181: “ If you’re bored; Wanna have sex? ” 182: “ Ive wanted this for so long. ” 183: “ Car sex looks so much more easier in the movies. ” 184: “ Can I touch you? ” 185: “ Open up. ” 186: “ No strings attached. ” 187: “ Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you? ” 188: “ Mine. ” 189: “ The nights still young. ” 190: “ We cant do that here! ” 191: “ Behave. ” 192:“ What did you just say? ” 193: “ Good girl. ” 194: “ Good boy. ” 195: “ Come here. ”

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everyday life

August 27th

I haven’t had a journal since sophomore year of high school, so this might be a bit rough. Professor Mattingly’s assignment is to ‘find the poetry in everyday life.’ Here goes nothing.

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Nurseydex maybe w hurt comfort maybe smth w dex needing comfort??? Thanks

I don’t think this is really what you asked for/what you necessarily wanted but this is what happened when my fingers hit the keyboard and I hope you like it anyway. :) 

(brief alcohol/drug mention, but otherwise very PG)

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“You ever been in love, Nurse?”

The question caught him totally off guard, hand pausing from where he had been snuffing out the end of their joint on the tiles of the rooftop. He took a second to process what Dex had just asked him, staring at the remnants of ashes by his feet before the wind blew them away and his gaze shifted to the boy sitting next to him.

Nursey probably stared at Dex longer than he should have. Maybe it was the haziness from the weed or the slight buzz from the alcohol they had had earlier, but Dex looked different to him for some reason. He looked vulnerable, almost.

Dex, who was always so hot-headed and determined and intense. Dex, whose shoulders would always stiffen whenever someone asked him if something was wrong—who, every time, would look him dead in the eye and insist that it was nothing. That same Dex was now fiddling with a hole in his jeans, looking out across the street in a way that felt almost distant.

The two of them had never been close. Not by any definition that would make sense to anyone else but themselves. But maybe this is what it meant to be close after all—with the moonlight reflecting off of Dex’s hair, the freckles on his forehead wrinkled as he lost himself to his thoughts, and Nursey’s lips curling up into a slow, soft smile as he watched the boy sitting beside him.

“I think so,” Nursey finally answered, his voice quieter than he had meant it to be—more unsure—before he added, with more determination, “Yeah, I have.”

Dex’s gaze shifted to meet his faster than Nursey had expected it to, amber eyes delving into green in a way that felt so familiar but also so very new.

The moment lasted only for a second before it was broken when Dex let out a huff of breath and a short laugh before looking away, “Of course you have,” he said.

Derek didn’t have it in him to be offended at that. Instead, he just asked, “You haven’t?”

Dex pulled both of his knees up to his chest, wrapping one arm around them while letting the other comb a hand through his hair. Derek’s fingers itched to do the same.

“I don’t know,” Dex eventually answered, voice softer than it had been before, “Maybe.”

��Tell me about it.”

Dex’s eyes met his again, but this time it was to give him an incredulous look.

“C’mon,” Nursey coaxed, lightly bumping their shoulders together, “I never get to hear what’s going on in that head of yours. Tell me what it’s like to ‘maybe be in love’.”

Dex gave him a hard look. It was that same look he would have before his jaw set and he determinedly gave some sort of dismissal, but this time was different—this time he was honest.

“It’s scary,” Dex admitted.

That wasn’t the answer Nursey had been expecting and he felt a frown pull at the corner of his lips. For him, love had been a lot of things but he had never thought of it as something to be afraid of.

For Nursey love was seeing the first rays of sunlight peeking out over the horizon after an entire night spent writing. Love was getting off an airplane to see the smiling faces of his moms after a semester of being far from home. Love was when the leaves changed color or when the sun was out, but it was still raining. Love was the sound of skates gliding on ice, of a pen scratching on paper, the puck hitting the back of the net.

And Nursey was pretty damn sure it was love whenever he and Dex seamlessly connected a pass on the ice, accompanied by that sly smile he would find on Dex’s face—the one that Nursey would swear Dex reserved only for him. Love had to be the way his skin buzzed whenever their arms would rest comfortably together on a bus ride home. He knew love was the genuine surprise he felt every time Dex said something unexpectedly funny, the sick feeling he got in his stomach when he saw a guy flirting with Dex at a kegster only an hour before, and it was definitely the way his heart softened when he realized that Dex was totally oblivious to the fact that someone was hitting on him.

For Derek, love had been a lot of things—both good and bad—and this moment was neither, but it was definitely love.

“Scary?”

“Yeah,” Dex said, breaking his gaze away from Nursey’s to stare up at the night sky, “It’s like—I have no control over my head. Or my heart. Or anything else. I do shit without thinking and that’s—that’s not like me. I always think shit through but lately…” he paused, “I don’t know, man. It’s just, scary.”

The silence stretched longer than it should have. For once in his life, Nursey couldn’t find the words he wanted to say. He just watched the way Dex’s eyes stared up at the stars, the way they became more distant as he got more lost in his thoughts, and the only thing that felt like the right thing to do was to reach out and comb his fingers through Dex’s hair.

He didn’t know what he had expected Dex’s reaction to be, but he didn’t respond so Derek didn’t stop. They sat like that for a long time—Dex staring up at the stars and Nursey running his fingers through his hair.

“I’m not even sure when it happened,” Dex’s voice was quiet, as if it was a part of the air and the energy surrounding them as opposed to actually coming out of Dex’s mouth, “All I know is that suddenly there wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t think about you.”

Nursey’s hand stilled in Dex’s hair, freezing as he let those words wash over him.

There wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t think about you.

He felt Dex tense up beside him and when he looked down he saw the fear in Dex’s eyes that his own admission had caused. And for what felt like the first time, Nursey understood how love could be scary. Because love could be misunderstandings and uncertainties. Love could be unreciprocated feelings or come in disproportionate amounts. Love, inevitably, would always lead to loss.

But it didn’t have to be that way. Not in this moment anyway—because Nursey’s hand was still in Dex’s hair and he let it fall to his cheek, moving his thumb against the freckles that rested there. His eyes felt heavy and his brain felt foggy but his heart was swelling in his chest because the words ‘there wasn’t a day that went by that I didn’t think about you’ were on repeat inside of his head.

Nursey let his eyes fall down to Dex’s lips and he felt the heat spreading across the other boy’s cheeks when he closed his eyes and pressed their lips together.

When he pulled away, he was met with amber eyes that were much brighter and he couldn’t help the smirk that spread across his face as he said, “Yeah, I wish you would get out of my damn head too, Poindexter.”

Before Dex even had time to respond, Nursey was already covering those lips again with his own.

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trying to get some creativity flowing and i'm in a ~mood, so send some prompts (a specific idea, a song, a lyric, a quote, a word, whatever!!) if you feel so inclined to help me out

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you belong among the wildflowers

Dex is at least 93% sure Nursey has a little bit of magic in him.

It has to be magic, the way everything looks a little brighter when Nursey’s around. The way leaves follow him wherever he goes. The way the flowers on Nursey’s windowsill bloom and grow despite the crappy weather. The way the wind always catches him just right. The way the sun finds him wherever they go. He suspects Nursey’s descended from some kind of forest fairy or something.

No one believes him, is the thing.

Nursey laughs and kisses him on the cheek whenever Dex says anything about it. Chowder calls him a lovesick goober. Bitty giggles and calls him a sweetheart.

“Honey, that’s just love,” his mom says on the phone one day.

“No - I mean, obviously I’m in love with him, but this is something else!”

“You always were a romantic,” she sighs.

He stops bringing it up to other people, because no one’s going to believe him anyway. He still asks Nursey about it, though. Half because he believes one day Nursey will break and tell him he’s part-nymph and half because Nursey always smiles so bright when Dex calls him magic.

“If I find some sort of witch in my ancestry, you’ll be the first to know, Dexy,” Nursey laughs, leaning down to pick up a flower that definitely wasn’t blooming that full before Nursey touched it.

“I don’t think you’re a witch,” Dex sighs, “I think you’re… I dunno, some forest spirit or something.”

“I don’t think forest spirits live in New York,” Nursey grins.

“Well I don’t think humans are this pretty,” Dex counters, reaching out to cup Nursey’s cheek.

“Flatterer,” Nursey says, shaking his head as he leans in for a kiss.

The kiss is short and sweet. It sends shivers up Dex’s spine and makes his blood sing.

“Yep,” he concludes when Nursey pulls back, “Definitely magic.”

Nursey’s pretty green eyes absolutely sparkle when he smiles at that.

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why does jeff do weird things during warmups? my column:

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ilu, thank you for doing this

@xshadesofpurple just a few bullet points, because I’m on mobile and short on time/brains:

•Dex’s high school girlfriend got pregnant at junior prom, like a total cliché. To make it worse, it was the first time they’d had sex, in the backseat of the station wagon his cousin had given him when she got a newer car (it had been his aunt’s car originally, it’s practically an heirloom but Dex loves working on it)

•Leanne had been pushing Dex a little about sex, and leading up to prom she was talking a lot about how it would be special to do it after dancing all night in fancy clothes (he didn’t see the romance in fumbling in a dark parking lot, worrying about seat belts in uncomfortable places and too many elbows in a confined space, but he didn’t want to be the guy that turned down sex with a pretty girl; he couldn’t handle the rumors that’d spark, so he bought condoms at the store where he got her flowers)

•Leanne cried when she told him. Dex cried, too.

•Their parents weren’t pleased, but tried to support Leanne’s decision to keep the baby

•Dex went to every prenatal appointment, he kept copies of the sonogram pictures in his wallet and fell in love with the sound of the baby’s heartbeat

•When they find out it’s going to be a girl, Dex starts making her a crib, he paints it a pale pink

•He and Leanne are good friends, but they’re not in love. They’re okay with it

•He’s there when Annabelle is born, he cries when he gets to hold her the first time. She’s so small and perfect, and he knows that he’ll never stop wanting to protect her

•Leanne and his parents both insisted he take his scholarship to Samwell. He’s not sure he can bear to be away from Annie that long, it’s hard enough only seeing her a couple days a week and every other weekend. Sometimes less if hockey demands it. He thinks about quiting

•He relents and goes to Samwell. He talks to Lea and Annie on Skype almost everyday, he sees her every break and it’s always excruciating leaving her again

•He doesn’t tell the team. He knows they’d support him, but he can’t make the words come out

•After throwing himself into course work with all the focus he can muster, determined to get through school and get a good enough job to support Leanne and Annabelle (this is why Nursey’s chill infuriates him, he can’t afford to let up or relax)

•Eventually, after some not so gentle nudges from Leanne, he starts to let himself enjoy the college experience. He still plays hard, still studies diligently, but he makes friends on the team, settles in and goes to parties. It’s nice.

•He keeps pictures of Annabelle in his wallet, updating it every month or so. She’s growing so fast it gives him whiplash

Now the NurseyDex stuff:

•When he starts to have feelings for Nursey, he’s suddenly mildly terrified Nursey will find out, couldn’t deal with his judgement, or worse, his rejection

•When Nursey finds a picture of Dex with Annie that’d fallen from his wallet, Dex panics, but all Nursey says is, “She’s beautiful, she’s got your eyes, Will” (he blushes and then proudly tells Nursey all about her)

•Dex let’s Nursey be in his room for one of his Skype calls. Annie babbles happily and Dex talks back, and when he glances at Nursey, he’s looking back at Dex with a soft smile that makes Dex feel warm all over

•Nursey reads Annabelle poetry over Skype and Dex falls in love a little (more)

•Nursey falls in love a little more every time he sees Dex talk with –or about– Annie

•The first time Nursey joins Dex in Maine for break, Nursey falls in love with Annabelle too. The feeling is mutual.

•Leanne tells Dex he should keep Nursey around and Dex agrees.

•Nursey does too.

I have a lot of feelings about this, apparently. Maybe there’ll be more?

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The fucking nerve…

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i need a complement to the 'nursey has a baby' fics and that is a 'dex has a baby' fic. like, can you IMAGINE

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patrick sharp was dead, came back to life, and died again how tragic

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But where is the lie…

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bored in the outfield