And the rest of the Year Two Kickstarter bookplates!
– Las Vegas Aces on a BOAT – Jack and Bitty, a wee bit older – Dex had to let Nursey know that last shot? Clutch! – Nursey, the enlightener. And they didn’t even argue later. – Frozen lakes and kisses – Why Do Teenage Boys Do Dumb Stuff To Their Hair? – A kiss for good luck – The original OTP
A Complete List of Really Fun Cool Things to do with Your Completely Platonic Good Friend/Teammate
in honor of jack and bitty’s one-year anniversary
tease him. constantly. “eat more protein.” jfc. (x)
even though you’re apart for the summer, make sure to regularly text him asking how he’s doing (because you miss him and you’re worried about him). how does he feel? is he recovering from his concussion alright?
you’re worried.
probably you should text him at midnight just to tell him to go to sleep. he’s probably still awake and sleep is an important part of the recovery process.
(x, x, x)
(you probably have recurring flashbacks to this horrible moment ok you’re just WORRIED)
when you get back to school, hang out in the kitchen just so you can talk to him a lot. (x, x)
ask if he vlogs about you, because like, he seems to tweet about you? (does he talk about you? what does he say about you?) (x)
t e a s e him.
tell him you’ll never stop teasing him. seriously,
chirp him about everything. his accent, his tweeting, his baking. anything. whatever.
(remember: chirping and flirting are variants on the same idea.)
get up at 4am to slam your body against his. wait. this one is surprisingly kind of legitimate. (x)
write him a cute note in french teasing him about tweeting too much while you’re studying together. he’ll have to translate it and that will be funny. maybe he’ll laugh. you like it when he laughs. (x, x)
steal his phone so he pays attention to you. you could also
take his phone and try to post some quality chirps on his twitter. (that last idea is easier said than done, though. twitter’s difficult? oh well. you tried.)
so i’ve been stalking old Disqus comments on the main blog and i just thought the fandom needed to know about this little moment a.k.a. that time jack missed a step on the porch when he saw bitty in short shorts
I like the idea of Dex being totally oblivious and unaware of when people are flirting with him. Not because he would get too flustered or he’s bad at flirting (he’s actually pretty good when he wants to) but is like they have the worst timing ever whenever they try?
Like, he’s in the middle of working on this goddamn code or reviewing team plays or he’s trying, through text messages, to mediate between his siblings and his parents or something like that and obviously he’s not going to be to be too focused on when others are trying to get his attention.
But the rest of the team realize and they attempt to give a helping hand trying to get Dex to see but Bitty gets distracted by his phone (“Seriously, who are you texting to so much?” “N-no one!”) every 5 minutes, Ransom and Holster oversell it and Dex isn’t convinced at all on their matchmaking ways, Chowder sometimes rambles too much and misses the point and Nursey…
Nursey is jealous, okay? As much as he doesn’t want to admit it he is and a year or so ago he would have been happy helping Dex have a relationship but now he’s not happy about it and is actually terrified that someday someone will have the right timing and manage to get what he has been craving and aching for.
similar to how bitty has the tiny shorts that made jack miss a step on the porch, dex has a very well-fitting t-shirt that made nursey just fucking fall down the stairs
On April Fools Day the whole team dresses up as Dex.
Nursey waits until Dex is dressed and leaves the attic before texting everyone a description of what he’s wearing and imitating the outfit himself. As was the plan, Dex doesn’t notice at team breakfast that they’re all wearing red flannels over forest green t-shirts, despite the snickering coming from Chowder’s end of the table (Chowder, who is still wearing his Sharks hoodie under his Dex costume).
Over the course of the day, they add more and more “freckles” to their arms. Eventually the freckles start appearing on their faces. Nursey shows up to their biology gen ed COVERED in little Sharpie marks. Dex still doesn’t seem to notice.
They’re supposed to have a team dinner that night. There’s record attendance, and although he points this out, Dex still says nothing about his twenty-odd doppelgangers. Ransom, Holster, Lardo, Shitty, and Jack also show up wearing flannels and green t-shirts and covered in artificial freckles.
They’re all stuffed into the living room after dinner, and Dex goes to the bathroom. When he comes back, they’re all wearing truly ridiculous red wigs and staring at the doorway, waiting.
He’s looking at something on his phone when he walks in, and everybody just stares at him in silence as he makes his way over to his seat between Nursey and Tango.
He looks up. “Why is it so quiet in here all of a sudden?” he asks casually.
“Dex. Um. Babe.” Nursey gestures vaguely around the room.
Dex looks around at his teammates and his brows knit together. Nursey’s about to start laughing because /Oh, he finally got it!/ when Dex says, “What are you trying to tell me? I thought you were supposed to be good with words.”
Nursey sputters. “You don’t see…what we’re all wearing?”
Dex stares at him for a long time, a look of mild confusion on his face, until finally, he leans in close so that his lips are right by Nursey’s ear and says, completely deadpan, “April Fools.”
The Haus descends into chaos. Chowder starts babbling to himself. Ransom and Holster are jumping up and down, howling, “HOLY SHIT. BRO GOT US GOOD.” Jack and Bitty are looking at each other with eyebrows raised in surprise and amusement. Shitty has his face in his hands. Whiskey is laughing harder than anyone has ever seen him laugh. Tango looks confused. Lardo is the only one who claps. Nursey just blinks at Dex and the smirk on his lips.
Dex holds up his phone, open to the SMH group text. “You sent it to me, too, dumbass.”
Dex: Ugh, my hair color is so annoying, maybe I should dye it
Nursey, in the midst of his 39th Ode To Fall: You will NOT