YO nurseydex "nice. great. perfect. fuck this." or holsom "quit it or ill bite"
Yolio, my friend. I realized the other day that I am the shittiest in the world at writing ransom, so nurseydex it is.
Dex was not having a good day. At all.
In fact, it was decidedly bad.
worst part was that there wasn’t anything especially horrible that
happened. It was just a unch of small things, all at once. First he
forgot his bio lab in his dorm, after he spent all night working on
it, and the TA wouldn’t accept it late. The strap of his bag broke,
and yeah, he’d been using the same one since his junior year in high
school, but he had budgeted to buy a new one next month.
an effort to make his day a little brighter, Dex decided to stop at
Annie’s and splurge on himself. Bitty got him hooked on their stupid
hazelnut mochas, but he rarely spent the money on himself. He barely
got a sip before he spilled it all over shoes.
yeah, everything sucked. None of it was life-shattering bad, though,
which just pissed him off more.The only thing he had to look forward
to was the fresh lemon bars that he knew Bitty had set aside for him.
And maybe, just a little bit, he was looking forward to the Haus,
wasn’t sure when it happened, but sometime between his first semester
and his third, Dex started thinking about the Haus as home. It was
nothing like his actual home, back in Maine. His house was always
quiet and pristine.
Haus, though. It was always loud and messy, full of people and the
weird combination of fresh pie and microwave corndogs. Some part of
it reminded him of life before Michael signed his enlistment papers
(and his death warrant). A little bit of that tension he’d felt
building between her shoulder blades for years eased when he walked
into the Haus.
the day sucked, but he had that, at least. The only bad thing about
the Haus was the Nursey seemed to love being there just as much as
Dex, and what he could put his finger on exactly was when he fell
head over heels in love with Nursey. After a grueling practice one
morning, they changed, like usual, in the locker room. But for the
first time, Nursey noticed the small tattoo Dex had tucked under his
bicep. He got this overjoyed look on his face, more excited than Dex
had ever seen him look before, and that was it. That was the moment
when Dex realized he was in love.
hated it. He didn’t want to fall in love. He wanted to go to school,
graduate as soon as humanly possible, and make as much money as
humanly possible. No feelings, no drama. Hockey was his backup plan,
and that’s it. No time for love, or dating, or feelings of any kind.
other things, it messed with his game, which means messing with his
plan B. Every time he looked at Nursey, he got stupid fluttery
feeling, which made him angry, which made him lash out. Lashing out
ruined any sort of friendship they had, which made him even angrier.
And that, all of that, translated to how they played together on the
he could hide the stupid hurricane of emotions he felt whenever he
saw Nursey, but he was having a bad day. He wanted the weird peace
the Haus gave him and he wanted lemon bars, and nothing else.
especially didn’t want to watch Nursey flirting with his stupid peer
review partner. So, when he walked into the Haus and saw just that,
he couldn’t help his outburst.
Great. Perfect. Fuck this,” and walked out.
fucking lemon bars could wait. They could barely make up for his
already shitty day, let alone make up for all of the shitty things he
would feel having to sit through a forced conversation with Nursey.
barely made it four houses down frat row when he heard steps running
after him. Dex didnt have to look back to know that is was Nursey. He
didn’t bother to slow down.
hold up. Dex, wait.” A warm hand clapped on his shoulder, just this
side of too hard. “Dude, fucking stop.”
stopped with a sigh. He turned, and seeing Nursey’s stupid face
didn’t do anything to help. His stomach swooped and it made him a
whole new level of angry.
do you want, Nursey?”
want to know what the fuck your problem is.” There was a look in
those green eyes that Dex had never seen before.
in Dex broke. Any somewhat reasonable answer was a lie. It wasn’t
anything that contributed to his bad day that was the problem. It
wasn’t even the bad day. It was everything, all at once. It was all
his stupid feelings. That was the real answer, the answer he was sick
of not giving.
wrong with me is that my socks are sticking to my shoes, since I
spent money I don’t have on a coffee I spilled straight away. My
problem is that I needed my bag to last until next month and I broke
it today. My problem is that my dick lab TA refused to take my report
late, so the highest I can get in the class onw is an 89.
problem, Nursey, is that every time I walk into the Haus and see you
flirting with whatever his name is, I don’t know if I’m more mad at
him for being your type or at myself because I’m not. And my problem
is that more and more I don’t know if I want to punch your stupidly
beautiful face or kiss it.”
noticed that Nursey’s hand was still on his shoulder. Some time
during his incredibly ill-timed speech, he had taken several
half-steps forward and was now well into Nursey’s personal space. Dex
couldn’t help but look at Nursey’s face. He expected anger or maybe
that same odd expression from earlier, but the small smile was a
felt Nursey’s hand slide carefully down his arm, slipping solidly into
his own. “You think my face is beautiful?”
like that, the day was forgotten. All the crap fell away and it was
just stupid chirps and cute smiles and a warm hand. “Shut up, you
know you’re cute.”
no. You can’t downgrade me from beautiful to cute like that.”
took another small step forward, close enough that their shirts
brushed against each other. “Fine, you’re beautiful. Now, can I
kiss you while I still feel like it?”
got a small nod.
kiss wasn’t spectacular. It wasn’t fireworks. Dex’s shoes still
squelched and his shoulder was sore, but it was exactly what he
wanted. And it was perfectly them.
INFP: “i can see a turtle….overlooking a small, private valley, yet to be discovered by mankind……i like turtles….mankind is draining the environment of its natural resources by making fuel out of……turtles…….’’
INTP: “…..’clean ur room intp’…… mom no….. ‘clean ur room’ ……..mooom no ………..‘clean it’ nooooooooooooooo…………..” *awakes in a cold sweat*
ESFJ:*texting while asleep* *probably solves someone’s break-up drama while asleep* *talks shit about the couple to their best friend at the same time* *still asleep* ‘’:-) :-) :-)”
ESTJ:*the Beggin Bacon Dog Snacks commercial* ‘’I’d get it myself but i don’t have thumbs…………………thumbs…..”
ENFJ:*screaming* BARBARA DO //NOT// POST THAT
ENTJ: *Sleep walks back to their office* *sends an email* *sends two emails* *involves themselves in a pyramid scheme*
ISFJ: “Dog legs dog legs dog legs dog legs dog legs dog legs dog legs….”
INFJ: ‘’….Friedrich Nietzsche…..mermaids……Friedrich Nietzsche was a mermaid….mermaid Nietzsche…..no porpoise….Nietzsche mermaids…”
INTJ: ‘’Sleep is for the weak” *is sleeping soundly* ‘’some call me a true night owl” *snoring lightly* “gosh i can function off less than two minutes it’s literally just like blinking and bam i’m recharged’’ *rolls over*
ISTJ:*sleepwalks to their kitchen* *makes themselves coffee* *drinks coffee* *is still asleep????*
ESFP:*is awake and talking to ESFJ, completely unaware of the fact that ESFJ has entered the second stage of REM sleep*
ENFP: ‘’stayin…..alive……by the beegees…..stayin…..alive…..we all just want to…..stay alive in this….cruel….but fascinating world….dear god let us live”
ESTP:*also awake talking to ESFJ, but is aware they’re asleep and is screenshotting the entire convo because it’s actually nonsensical*
ENTP: “…….remember to run in a straight line, and run as long as possible………………. The second time you fail to complete a lap before the sound, your test is over. The test will begin on the word start……………On your mark, get ready……….”
ISTP: “Fuck you, Barbara…..stop posting pictures of me smiling it’s ruining my image……gotta stay tough……”
ISFP: ‘’no you’re cuter…….no…..you’re cuter…fucking listen to me…..you’re fucking oh my fucking god you’re cuter just listen. Listen……..oh my god”
Imagine if these were all Blackwatch agents. Like Overwatch wanted to boost public view of Blackwatch. So they got the biggest, most handsome beefcakes from Blackwatch to shoot this commercial just runnin’ around doing vigilante protection in these all black uniforms.
Jesse McCree was the first to volunteer. Gabriel Reyes also volunteered but pretended he’d been forced to do it. Genji took some persuasion, but eventually he agreed - and of course was the best at fulfilling this role.