#nurseydex

[omgpoindexter]

the chances of a nurseydex mention on ngozi’s twitter are low but never zero

#if i had a nickel etc etc #thank u tactical buttcheeks 🧎‍♀️‍➡️🙏🏻 #nurseydex #omgcp

[thefrizz13]

How do we get this campaign going I’m so serious

#canon nurseydex???? #SAY LESS #check please #omgcp #nurseydex #the frizz does something original

[randomnoteforfuturereference]

Guess who continues to be the number one shipper of our respective pretentious and illiterate sons.

#nurseydex #derek nurse #william poindexter #check please #omgcp

[mlmnurse]

im a special kind of delusional because check please ended four years ago and im still in the nurseydex trenches im committed. i think it can still happen you guys and im so serious about that.

#who cares if we havent been getting consistent content for years i think we can still win #nurseydex #omgcp #check please #dexnursey

[omgpostsplease]

aw, baby

#omgcp #nurseydex #check please #derek nurse #william poindexter #nursey #dex #insults as pet names #or pet names as insults #par moi

[beansprean]

frog tweet redraws!!!

(ID in alt and under cut, tweets under cut)

ID: 1. Nursey, wearing a gray peacoat, and Dex, wearing a brown canvas jacket and a backpack, are walking side by side when two samwell students, one a white girl with a brown ponytail and red sweater and the other a brown boy in a black hoodie, rush up to Nursey surrounded by hearts. The girl asks, "Is that you on the back of the fall schedule?" The boy adds, "We like, need to know!" Nursey grins at them, flattered, and presses a hand to his cheek as he replies "Oh? Yeah, that's me." Dex scowls and rolls his eyes so hard it looks painful, sighing, "Oh god."

2a. Nursey, wearing a yellow puff vest over a long sleeve purple shirt, sitting next to Dex, who is wearing a blue button down over a tee shirt. Nursey grins and nudged Dex with his elbow, asking, "Guess how many cards I got today, Poindexter." Dex, mouth full of pie and another bite poised on his fork, sighs heavily and glares away into the distance, replying after a long pause, "Like 20." 2b. Repeat. Nursey pulls up his hands, one holding out five fingers and the other holding up three, and looks down at them as if checking his count. He says, "Eight. One was from my mom." Dex startles and hunches up, trying to stifle a loud snort of laughter. A chunk of pie flies out of his mouth.

3a. Nursey and Chowder standing side by side in the kitchen, Nursey holding a bowl of filling and Chowder chopping something on the counter offscreen. He is not looking at his hands, but off to the right, where text indicates a Falconers game is playing. Dex is in the background, holding a fresh pie with oven mitts, and calls out, "Hey Chow, pay attention! 3b. Repeat. Chowder says "Huh?" and looks down to his hands just as the knife slips and sends a spurt of blood upward into frame. Dex and Nursey startle, eyes bugging out in shock. Nursey goes visibly gray and drops the bowl he was holding. 3c. Repeat. Nursey slips offscreen completely, fainting. Dex smirks at him and lets out a little "heh" laugh. Chowder looks down at him in concern, pressing a washcloth to his bloody finger. 3d. Later, Nursey sitting on the gross Haus couch with a glass of water, Dex standing next to him with his arms crossed. Dex smirks down at him and teases, "You fainted a little there, huh?" Nursey looks up at him, stern but clearly embarrassed, and says "Chill, that was a lot of blood." Dex pushes, "Boy, you were pale!" Nursey replies blankly, "...Poindexter."

4. Screenshot of a series of tweets by Eric Bittle. a. Nursey: Guess how many cards I got today, Poindexter? Dex: [a long sigh] Dex: like 20. Nursey: Eight. One was from my mom. b. Ah, Dex tried to hide that laugh but there's pie everywhere. c. 15 minutes ago. Chowder: I was paying attention to the Falconers game and I think I cut my finger? Dex: I think Nursey just fainted. Dex: Heh. d. Dex: You fainted a little there, huh? Nursey: Chill that was a lot of blood. Dex: Boy, you were pale! Nursey: ...Poindexter. e. -Nursey Fans- Girl: Is that you on the back of the fall schedule? Boy: We like NEED to know. Nursey: Oh? Yeah that's me. Dex: Oh GOD. /end ID

#omgcp #check please #dexnursey #nurseydex #polyfrogs #mlm #my art #fanart #image described #these are kinda old by now but i kept forgetting to write the ID dkjhkjd

[horribleprotagonist]

dex pining after openly out nursey, it's a classic we all love it okay BUT!!!!!!!! have we considered the far superior nursey pining after an openly queer dex??? will comes to Samwell after growing up in small town conservative Maine and dealing with homophobia on his Jr hockey teams and he decides he's not gonna hide at college he wants to be the role model he needed as a kid. and he absolutely Thrives!!! he's open and out and Radiant and he makes casual queer jokes with bitty and nursey (who is either closeted or hasn't realized his own identity yet) is just obsessed with him but doesn't understand Why so he just continues sulking and maybe staring a dex a bit too long during practice......

#LISTEN!!!! CONFIDENT QUEER DEX IS SO IMPORTANT TO ME!!!! #he's like: nursey wtf is wrong with u ur not a homophobe are u #and nursey is like: fuck no dude i have 2 moms!!! (nursey internally: wait what is wrong with me i keep thinking about him i hate him) #corley says stuff #omgcp #omgcheckplease #check please #nurseydex #derek nurse #william poindexter #tay dont look

[atlasthemayor]

(I may have to make a specific tag for these frogs comics later)

The dialogue is from a convo a friend's friend had with their bf

My friend told me it was peak nurseydex, and tbh she was RIGHT

#omgcp #fanart #atlas art #nurseydex #polyfrogs #(always assume there's background polyfrogs when I'M the one drawing) #will poindexter #derek nurse #omgcp dex #omgcp nursey #the frogs #meme #polyam #bisexual #check please #omgcp fanart #i should do more of these but I've got stuff to do for now 😭😭😭

[skinneybonboni]

Secret Santa gift for @atlasthemayor

#omgcp #omgcheckplease #omgcp fanart #nurseydex #frogs

[petedavidsonscock]

i will say this. i will say this. i miss nurseydex. i do miss them. i went thru the entire ao3 tag for that ship. twice. but i do miss them i miss them. dex pining depressive and nursey avoidant oblivious (inventing new personality designators). looking at each other. messing around physically. slowly getting closer but denying it the whole way down. probably yelling at each other moments before they confess slash during the confession because they are awful at this. then actually dating and being totally insufferable to everyone around them. i know this is every ship like i know this is so vague but i don’t miss a specific trope for them i just miss THEM. also chowder.

#nurseydex #omgcp

[omgpoindexter]

nursey: i heard a rumour dex is a virgin

dex:

dex: well. you know that isn’t true

chowder: how does he know

nursey:

dex:

chowder: GUYS HOW DOES HE KNOW

#laughing as i post this #frogs #nurseydex #kinda

[zzzbittle]

Please help me I think about them (and the frogs) every day of my life

#omg check please #check please #eric bitty bittle #jack zimmermann #samwell hockey #zimbits #nurseydex #samwell men's hockey #shitty b knight #larissa lardo duan

[elisela]

‘this is my husband/boyfriend/partner etc.’ + NurseyDex

that's mine nurseydex, alternating pov

.

Nursey goes flying. Headfirst into the goal, arms flailing, Will thinks he hears a yelp sort of flying. He only resists the urge to roll his eyes because Bitty’s looking right at him and he doesn’t want a lecture. 

Still—when one of the assholes on the other team barks out a laugh and says, “Who was that, Bambi?”, Will can’t help but sigh.

“That’s my teammate, asshole,” he says, and cuts over to check him against the boards. 

—

Derek misses the days that the frogs were wide-eyed and respectful in the Haus. These kids—he’s going to need some sense knocked into them soon. They’re loud, rowdy, and far too interested in integrating into the group by joining in on the teasing, which is a right they have not yet earned.

Like now, when they’re giggling to themselves and looking at him.

“So—” one of them starts, smirking, and never finishes.

“So,” Derek repeats, jerking his thumb at Dex, “that’s my roommate.”

The laughter grates on his nerves, but not as much as pretending he doesn’t care about sharing a room with Dex.

—

Nursey is … singing? Will thinks that’s what he’s trying to do at least, and he’s heard him sing almost every day in the shower so the warbling coming out of his mouth is surprising. He’s not saying Nursey is good by any means, but he can sound decent with the right song and this … this is not the right song.

He doubts the fact that all the words being slurred thanks to being absolutely trashed is helping.

Will stays at the bar until the song is done, resolutely facing away from the somewhat dimly-lit karaoke stage so he doesn’t get dragged into participating. Luckily—or not, considering Ransom and Holster seem to have disappeared so the drunken idiot is now his responsibility—Nursey doesn’t say anything when he comes crashing up to the bar except, “Tequila shots?”

Will can barely understand him, but the look on his face—the one that appears whenever Nursey thinks he’s had a particularly good idea—speaks volumes. “Water,” he says firmly, sliding a waiting pint glass over. 

He really doesn’t understand whatever Nursey mumbles then, but he has more pressing problems, because his lap—previously empty of everything except his coat—is now occupied. “Jesus,” he mutters, trying to wiggle away. “Dude—Nursey—”

“S’comfy,” Nursey says, and Will tries once more to get him to move to his own seat with no avail.

The bartender, when she returns, gives Will a raised eyebrow. “He bothering you? I can get him out.”

Will sighs. “He’s a friend,” he says, and adds, “so he pretty much bothers me all the time.”

“Ya love me, pretty boy,” Nursey says. He starts to laugh—at what, Will has no clue—but it makes him wiggle in a way that Will isn’t sure he’s entirely comfortable with, and Nursey goes sliding to his own seat after another shove.

“Shut up and drink your water,” Will says, and motions to close their tab.

—

“That’s Jack,” Derek says, nudging his grandmother and pointing at the television, where Jack is leaning on the boards and chatting with the coach. “He’s on the Falconers.”

“I’m rooting for them,” she says, and tuts when Derek makes an aborted noise. “Hush, you don’t get to choose who I like. Is he a defender?”

Derek’s been playing hockey most of his life and every time he watches a game with his grandma it’s like she’s never heard of the sport before. “No, he’s not a defenseman,” he says. God help him, he’s never going to get through this game alive. 

The shot switches to a close-up and she hums. “Handsome.”

Derek shrugs. Jack’s fine, he supposes. A bit too bland for him, nothing that really stands out, not like—”And that’s Dex—Will—over there, in the white. Will—he’s my—” he swallows a bit too hard.

“If you think I haven’t figured out you like men and women, Derek, we’re going to need to have a conversation regarding your assumptions about my intelligence.”

He wonders if God would actually strike him down if he prayed hard enough. “He’s my boyfriend, Gram,” he says, staring resolutely at the television.

She hums again. “That Jack is more handsome though, don’t you think?”

It’s going to be a long game.

—

Will’s trying to hide. Table at the back, hat still on and pulled down low, black hoodie and black jeans. Anything to make himself blend into the background, because he doesn’t want to be caught dead here.

He also doesn’t want to be involved in any conversations, not that the girls at the table next to him have picked up on that. He’d made two fatal errors: being cordial when one of them had said hello, and admitting he’s never been to an open-mic poetry night.

They haven’t stopped talking to him since. 

“Okay, this guy—I’m not sure he’s your type, you know? Not that you aren’t like, super intelligent—I mean you’re here, right, so obviously—but he has a lot of heavy themes in his work if you really dig in and you really need to hear them a few times to peel back the layers. I’m hoping he reads the tree above the grave again, it’s—”

She cuts off, finally, when a cough sounds from the front and Derek begins to speak. There’s utter silence while he recites words that Will’s heard a hundred times over in various iterations, tweaked and stressed and polished until he could probably say them in his sleep, then an excited outburst of conversation among applaus when it’s over.

“Amazing, right?” she says, and keeps talking while Will nods. “Have you heard of him before?”

Will looks at her. “He’s the one I came for,” he answers honestly, grinning for the first time all night when he sees Derek making his way over. “He’s my husband.”

#'this is the only fic i'll write' i said #ha #what an idiot i am #nurseydex #missanniewhimsy #eli writes #omgcp

[freebooter4ever]

nursey is no longer chill

#nurseydex #william pointdexter #derek malik nurse #doodles #omgcp

[beansprean]

From this post by @omgpoindexter

(ID in alt and under cut)

ID: 1. Dex and Nursey sitting at a table together, Dex idly typing on a laptop and Nursey digging his hand in a bag of veggie chips. He grins over at Dex and asks, “Would you slap your best friend for a million dollars?” Without looking up, brown creased in irritation, Dex replies “I would kick you in the face for free.”

2. Nursey pulls out a single chip and stares at Dex, eyes gone all big and shiny, cheeks flushed, and sparkles surrounding his head. He shakily asks, “I’m your best friend?” Dex jerks his head up to gaze into the middle distance, mouth pursed and cheeks flushed. /end ID

#omgcp #check please #dexnursey #nurseydex #mlm #my art #fanart #image described #i think i usually post these on my omgcp blog and then reblog them to my art blog but oh well #goin in reverse this time bc i already did all the ids

[horribleprotagonist]

everyone shhhh I'm thinking... walking human disaster nursey x former hockey player turned jr athletic trainer/kinesiology student dex au. coach hall makes nursey go see him after pulling his hamstring for the third time and nursey absolutely gay panics when they meet, and subsequently uses even the smallest bruise as an excuse to go see him. do you see my vision!!!

#coach is like 'if anyone can handle ur accident prone ass it's a former defenseman' #and nursey is like...huh ok fine #corley says stuff #check please #omgcp #nurseydex #derek nurse #william poindexter #dexnursey