hi I was wondering if you had a shop for prints of your art or anything like that? there's a few pieces of yours I would LOVE to hang in my room (or a kofi I can pay you if I print them myself?) thank you for all the beautiful art!!
because i don’t really have concrete, consistent headcanons and my “headcanons” are mostly me seeing other people’s and deciding if i agree or not, im just gonna make shit up with minimal thought
bitty: can and will bedazzle denim clothing. has a jean jacket that has “heartbreaker” bedazzled across the back of the shoulders
jack: has memorized the entire list of notable cases of “death by laughter” from the wikipedia article
shitty: sometimes watches films in english with french subtitles. does not speak french. (he does it when he misses jack)
ransom: absolutely terrible at making grilled cheese. he always burns it past the point of enjoyability, despite multiple people trying to teach him how to do it. so far, he has no problems with any other sandwich
holster: can do a really good russian accent and will use it to chirp ransom about tater (joke’s on him, ransom is embarrassingly attracted to it)
lardo: incredible at charades. no matter what it is, whoever’s on her team is always able to guess what she’s miming. no one knows her secret
nursey: passionate about flower arranging and the language of flowers. still doesn’t understand why his declarations of love go right over dex’s head
dex: never gets red lights when he drives. is he magic? is there an unseen traffic god that loves him? all anyone knows is that they’ve never once been stopped at a red light when he’s driving
chowder: when he was a child, he wanted to be in a circus, specifically as a trapeze artist
24. “that was, by far, the stupidest thing you’ve ever done.”
from this list of prompts
It starts, as it always does, with a kegster.
And Derek Nurse at a kegster is the stuff of legends. So much so, that he is no longer trusted to look out for his own personal safety whenever he gets within fifty feet of a cup of tub juice. Now, more often than not, he flirts and dances and drinks his way through kegsters with a disapproving ginger glare coming from somewhere just behind him.
But it’s their senior year, and they just won the game that guaranteed their return to the Frozen Four as the reigning National Champions, and honestly it’s been so long since the incident his freshman year that had caused Nursey Patrol to be implemented that everyone’s pretty much forgotten precisely why it’s needed. He was three cups of tub juice in and the poor freshman who was saddled with patrol duty was nowhere to be found.
That’s when he sees Dex, his red hair poking out above the mass of bodies packed into the living room. A feeling of warmth spread in his chest, and he started to wind his way through the crowd. He stopped short when he got close enough to see Dex in the corner, with a beautiful girl pressed up against him, his entire face turning fire engine red. Suddenly, he felt ice cold. He turned, and tried to run through the crush of bodies.
“Nursey!” A shout came from behind him, but he didn’t stop. His heart was pounding, blood rushing through his head and he couldn’t think of anything but his need to get away. In the space of a breath, he manages to make it up the stairs and out on the reading room. But that was the first place they’d look for him so he put his foot back on the windowsill and used it to boost himself up onto the roof itself.
“Nursey,” Dex yelled, practically falling out of the window in his hurry. He could’ve sworn he saw Nursey duck out onto the reading room, but it was empty. He was about to go back inside when he heard a sudden, panicked shout from above him. Several shingles tumbled off the roof and then suddenly a terrified Nursey was dangling from the gutter.
“Fuck, Nursey, are you okay?!” Dex shouted, scrambling towards him.
“I’ve been better,” he managed to gasp out. He was clinging to the gutter for dear life, legs swinging wildly as he tried to pull himself back up. In his drunken state, his already stunning lack of coordination was even worse than normal and it soon became abundantly clear that he wasn’t going to be able to get back on the roof.
“Nursey, you need to try and be as still as possible.” Dex reached out and tried to grab his legs but he was just out of reach.
“Can you try and slide closer to me?” he asked.
“I don’t think I can without falling.”
“Then you need to swing your legs over to me. I’ll catch you, don’t worry,” he added, after Nursey let out a strangled sounding noise of panic. He was able to just grab him around the knees.
“You need to let go now, Nursey.”
“Can’t,” he gasped out.
“I won’t let you fall. But you have to trust me.” Dex felt Nursey tense up before he finally released his death grip on the gutter. He staggered back to keep them both from falling off, but their combined weight threw off his balance. They went down, hitting the roof hard. Fortunately, Dex was able to keep them from tumbling down to the ground below.
Somehow, they’d landed with Dex instinctively clutching Nursey to his chest. They stayed like that for a silent, unblinking, almost neverending moment, staring at each other in the starlight.
“That was, by far, the stupidest thing you’ve ever done,” Dex said, breaking the spell of the moment.
“Was it?” Nursey asked, suddenly looking almost as nervous as he had when he’d been hanging off the roof. “Or is it this?” And Dex didn’t have time to ask what the hell that was supposed to mean because before he could even open his mouth, Nursey’s lips were on his.
Dex’s brain nearly exploded. Nursey was kissing him. And he was kissing Nursey back. He almost forgot to breathe, he was so caught up in the moment. It felt like an eternity before they finally broke apart.
“That was, by far, the smartest thing you’ve ever done,” Dex gasped out, still breathless. Nursey grinned.
“Then maybe we should relocate to a less perilous location.”
asdjlksdfk i’m running out of coherent writing so have a sentence of a prompt ficlet i’m writing
And he thinks, maybe if he breathes, he'll give himself away and Nursey will look at him with poorly faked surprise like he hasn't known all along that Dex is in love with him.