#Chowder & Nursey & Dex

[aristocrating]

me clocking into work every morning in the hopes of one day getting rich to be able to fund a Check Please! animated series

[virgoscringe]

certified loverboy christopher chow 🥰 largely dedicated to @atlasthemayor bc every time atlas shows up on my dash i think of polyfrogs hehe

my comms are opennnn <3

[atlasthemayor]

I JUST realized I never posted my full piece for @omgzineplease Issue #2!!!!

Alright here y'all go

At first I wanted something christmas related, but then I had this idea and I COULDN'T not go along with it

[billypoindexter]

“Frog Study Time” rarely included any actual studying. Chowder would suggest that the three of them get together to work on homework, and it wouldn’t take long for the books and computers to be abandoned in favor of the stupidest conversation topics known to man (their conversation about Barbie movie lore had gotten so out of hand that they were unofficially banned from all going to the library together). But even though they all realized that these study sessions were literally a waste of time at this poitn, Nursey and Dex never turned down Chowder’s offer.

This particular Wednesday night Dex was doing his best to fight the urge to yap, as he needed to make headway on his comp sci midterm before their roadie this weekend. Nursey hadn’t even grabbed any of his books before pulling Chowder onto Dex’s (“the top bunk won’t hold us both!”), and Dex was doing his best to tune them out while he coded. But even with good intentions, Dex knew there was no way he wouldn’t inevitably be drawn into the chitchat.

“Nineteen is not old, Nursey!”

“Dude, you’re literally a D1 athlete, you can’t tell me that no one was interested before Caitlin.”

“Just because girls were interested doesn’t mean I had to oblige. I wanted to wait for someone I actually liked.”

Dex must have been focusing in way more than he thought, because he had no idea how Chowder and Nursey started talking about their first hookups. It wasn’t unusual for the team as a whole to discuss their sex lives, but with the frogs they usually geared their conversations towards more sophisticated subjects, such as Barbie movies

Nursey turned toward Dex at his desk, and Dex could hear the annoying grin on his face as he said, “Bet you waited for someone special, Pointdexter. You seem the sentimental type.”

Dex just continued to type and squint at his computer screen. “Actually, I’ve never had sex.”

Chowder slammed closed his psych textbook—there’s a chance he had opened it at that moment just so he could slam it closed for dramatic effect—and shouted, “HOW DID WE NOT KNOW THAT????” He let out a moan of despair. “We’re supposed to tell each other everything!”

“Yeah, what happened to the sacred frog bond?” Nursey added.

Dex shrugged, doing his best to not get drawn in. Realistically, he knew that he wasn’t going to get anymore work done, but he continued to stare at his computer in the hopes that he could refocus.

“Dude, we can totally find a chick to hook you up with. Unless I was right about you being a romantic,” ribbed Nursey. “Also, we can see you’re not working on your midterm anymore, so you can give up the act.”

Huffing, Dex swiveled around in his desk chair and crossed his arms. Chowder was leaning forward, elbows on his knees and chin in his hands as he stared at Dex. Nursey, ever chill, was leaning on his side, messing up Dex’s pillows as he propped his head on the back of his hand.

“I never said anything because it never came up,” said Dex flatly. “And I’m not a romantic, I’m just not interested.”

“C’mon,” whined Chowder, “give us the chance to find you someone!”

Dex shook his head as he clarified, “No, I mean I’m not interested in sex.”

A pause. Two blank faces looking at him. As much as Dex wanted to play it cool, he could feel his heart beating a bit faster and a blush creep up his neck; he’d never admit that to anyone before, even though he’d known it himself for a while.

Nursey was the first to break the silence: “Huh.” (This guy really knows how to make use of all those English classes.)

“Wow, really?” asked Chowder, clearly curious, sitting up straighter. “You’ve never seen a girl and wanted to…ya know…” He made some weird hand gestures that Dex very much did not know, but he got the idea.

“Nope.” He took a breath and added more quietly, “It’s not really girls that I look at, anyway.”

Again a pause. Again two blank faces. Again a quickening heartbeat and a spreading blush, as Dex voiced another thought that wasn’t new to him. But this time Chowder was the one who reacted first.

“Oh! Oh, ok!” He clapped his hands together. “We’re learning so much tonight! This has got to be one of our more productive study sessions.”

He grinned brightly at Dex. He gave him a smile back, not as big but just as genuine. He then flicked his eyes to Nursey, who also had a small smile as he slowly nodded his head. “Right on, Pointdexter.”

Nursey and Dex held each other’s gazes for a moment longer, then Dex cleared his throat and announced that that was enough emotion for one night and turned back to his computer. He worked a bit longer, letting Nursey and Chowder get back to their conversation (“You were seventeen and you’re giving me grief for being nineteen? Oh fuck off!”).

Chowder gave Dex a hug before heading back to his room for the night, which wasn’t unusual, even if this one was tighter and longer lasting than most. Nursey let Dex use the bathroom first while he worked on extricating himself from the bottom bunk and smoothing out the bedding. After brushing his teeth, Dex headed back to the room and passed Nursey, who grabbed his arm and stopped him.

“Hey,” he said softly, seriously. Once Dex turned his head to him, he continued. “Do you want to talk more about it?”

Nursey had come out as pan to the team last year. Dex knew him and Bitty had talked about being queer and playing collegiate hockey, and the difficulties that could sometimes came with that. He tensed up for a second, thinking that Nursey was upset that he hadn’t said anything about his sexuality before, but there was nothing but concern in his face.

Dex shook off Nursey’s hand. “No, I’m alright,” he said, making his way to his bunk.

Later, as they both were laying in their beds, Dex spoke again. “Thank you, though. For, um…for offering. I appreciate it.”

“See, I knew that you’re secretly a softy.”

Dex rolled his eyes at that and reached with the palm of his hand out to punch the bedframe above him. Then he turned and nestled into his pillows, breathing deeply of the scent the lingered there and trying not to think about why he liked it so much.

[zimmerdouche]

sometimes to practice your comic skills you spend too much time imagining a random conversation that could happen in omgcp year 5.

in which nursey needs sleep, dex should relax, whiskey reconsiders his choices and chowder gets his lick in.

(images have alt text!)

[zimbits-my-love]

made a cute drawing for @atlasthemayor

🤌🤌✨✨

[parvuls]

ocean's 11 au where jack is danny and shitty is rusty and bitty is linus; shitty finds out their mark is dating jack's ex-wife camilla and is unhappy with jack for putting the job at risk to get her back (and for not telling him that he's still in love with her). he's reasonably doubtful when jack claims the job has nothing to do with that.

except jack is telling the truth, and when the team finds out it really complicates his truly inept attempts to flirt with their newest recruit.

[madisonandmore]

Works for Madison & More are due in 7 weeks!!!

If you're still looking for inspiration, maybe one of these prompts about our beloved Frogs will help:

Nursey and Dex go on a road trip after graduation. Up to you whether it’s established relationship or getting together!

Chowder teaches the gang surfing. Shenanigans ensue. Could contain lots of grumbling and quips about the dissimilar nature of water and ice. Could contain whole gang shenanigans, could be shippy, go wild in the water basically.

The Frogs’ group chat from the summers in between (and beyond?) their Samwell years!

The unfairly hot lifeguard at the beach (Chris) has been driving Dex, Nursey, and Cait INSANE every day they've been going there. So Nursey decides they could make a little competition to see who gets to date him first (spoiler alert, it's all of them)

Dex takes Nursey on a romantic picnic. Up to you whether it’s a first date or an established relationship. Also up to you whether or not the picnic goes smoothly! (Maybe the wind blows the food away or some of it gets stolen by an extremely confident squirrel)

Sailor Will Poindexter survives a summer storm while at sea and ends up stranded on a desert island. He fares pretty well for himself - especially after accidentally catching a mermaid in his makeshift fishing net and falling in love.

Did one of these prompts catch your eye? Want to read through the 165 prompts submitted to the fest? Head over to AO3!!

Works are due Friday, August 18th at 11:59pm EDT. All types of fanworks are welcome - fic, podfic, art, etc!

[applesfromthetrees]

@omgpoindexter I need you understand how important these tags are to me

[aristocrating]

The Only Thing That’s Separating You and Me Tonight

m/multi | 10k words | polyfrogs (chowder/dex/nursey) | humor and some angst, polyamory | teen & up

It starts when Chowder accidentally walks in on Nursey and Dex. In his defense, they were making out in HIS and Lardo’s bathroom, with the door wide unlocked. The look of fear and sheer panic on Dex's face will haunt Chowder in his dreams for weeks to come. Nursey, who was pressed up against the sink, looked up lazily, barely cocking an eyebrow at Chowder. “For the record, we’re both sober.” --- It's a tale as old as time: Chowder realizes he's in love with his two best friends and tries to figure out how to get together with them, as well as getting them together with each other.

check it out on AO3

[virgoscringe]

My birthday's this monday

If you could draw some polyfrogs, I'd die a HAPPY man ❤️❤️❤️❤️

atlas ily ur the best thank u for always being the first to request smth whenever they’re open 💝💝 happy early birthday!! polyfrogs upon thee!!

pick up ur local goalie! give him some kisses! be his best friends! GRAAAAAH!!

(comm info <3)

[atlasthemayor]

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH FELLOW CHECK PLEASETOIDS

[vitaliskravtsov]

HI hello I would like a lil moment of Frog friendship since i guessed all the goalies <3

HI HELLO IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG BUT HERE YOU ARE!!!!!!! FROG FRIENDSHIP, FT RANDOM EARLY MODERN POETRY AND ICE CREAM RUNS AND CUDDLES

under the cut to not clog folks's dashes!

i hope you enjoy!!!

Chowder doesn't make a habit of getting home late, exactly, because he knows that he'll never hear the end of it.

He's making an exception for Dex, because Dex is pretty much always his exception.

They're getting ice cream together at a place about 15 minutes out of town that Dex loves and refuses to admit he loves, Chowder's treat. Superficially, it's because the Bruins beat the Sharks. Practically, it's because Dex's Chem 102 class has been eating his brain alive, and the aggression he hasn't spent on hockey is being poured into fixing every single inch of wiring in the basement of the Haus.

Dex gets some kind of a concoction of a nut mix-in and then a chocolate base with a fruit topping that Chowder doesn't actually understand the flavor profile of, but dutifully dips his spoon into when Dex offers. It actually tastes pretty good even if Chowder can't get why it does. He offers his in kind to Dex, who takes a taste and promptly declares that it's okay, but his is better.

They get a basket of cheese fries, too, because stopping a 'grocery run' to get ice cream means that, actually, they should've probably gotten groceries anyway, even if it was a made up excuse to get ice cream without being subject to Jack's interrogation. Cheese fries is probably a fine dinner, after the day Dex has had.

On the way out, Dex stops and orders a bright pink monstrosity with rainbow sprinkles and Twix on top of it, all in a cup with a lid.

"Nursey," he mumbles at Chowder's questioning look.

"That's-"

"I know," Dex sighs.

They make it back to the Haus mostly on time, and Chowder breathes a sigh of relief. No 'sleep payback' shots tomorrow at practice.

Slowly, Dex trudges up the stairs to his and Nursey's room, and Chowder follows. Dex knocks gently, and then pushes the door open.

Nursey is laying on the floor, mostly hidden under a quilt.

"I've got ice cream," Dex says, "but you can't have it under that quilt because you'll get it dirty."

"You're a dream," Nursey slurs. "Yet I thought thee an angel..."

"Donne?" posits Chowder.

"Mhm," Nursey says. "Does it have the Chiclets in it?"

"Eat your poison dessert," Dex tells him, which is as good as a yes.

"Not poison," Nursey mumbles back, but springs up from the floor a second later. He takes the proffered spoon and bowl, and bites in. "I love you, Dexy."

"Don't talk with your mouth full," Dex and Chowder chime.

"Et tu, Chris?"

"Early modern that bad?"

"I'd rather be in chem."

"No," Dex says, "you wouldn't."

"You can cheat in chem," Nursey answers, and Chowder can see the moment that Dex goes absolutely incandescent.

Chowder also sees the moment he takes a deep breath.

"Do your own damn work, Nurse."

Nursey hums non-committally, and then dives back into his ice cream.

"Chowder," he announces suddenly through a mouthful of Chiclets. "Stay. We have a shark."

"Sure," Chowder tells him, watching Dex fold himself onto his bed in a kind of pretzel shape, tucked in beside the chem book.

"Cuddle pile," Nursey adds, and Chowder nods. Cuddle piles are exactly what he expected, and kind of what he needs tonight, too.

Dex presses a shark-shaped plushie to Chowder's chest and forcibly folds his arms around it while holding his book open with his leg pressed against the pages. Nursey sets his empty ice cream cup (Chowder tries not to think about how much sugar that was in such a short time) and hauls Chowder into his side.

"Ditch the book, Dexy-Sexy," Nursey mumbles around Chowder's shoulder. "Cuddle."

"Fuck you," Dex says. "That doesn't even work."

A second later, the book snaps closed and his arms come up around Chowder's shoulders, sandwiching Chowder between Nursey's chest and Dex's.

"Frogpile," Chowder says after a moment, and he feels more than hears the laughter of his best friends.

"Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss," Nursey whispers into Chowder's ear, air brushing right over the shell of it. He tucks his face into Chowder's neck, lips pressed soft against Chowder's skin, nothing to it more than Nursey's need to hold and be held.

"Marlowe?" Dex prompts from Chowder's other side, but Nursey is breathing like he does as he's just fallen into the edge of sleep, where nothing but yelling and chaos will wake him because Nursey sleeps like a log.

"Nah," Chowder answers. "Lavoisier, for sure."

"Shut up, man," Dex says, jostling Chowder's shoulder gently.

"Love you too."

"Mhm."

Dex starts drawing slow patterns on Chowder's arm, hexagon on hexagon, tied together with single and double and triple lines, and it lulls Chowder into something shallowly between 'sleepy' and 'just super relaxed'. He lets himself fall into it, floating off into sleep to the sound of Nursey's snuffles and the feeling of Dex's study formulae.

Dex falls asleep last, watching the last of the tension drain out of Chowder's arms, wrapped around the hammerhead plushie he'd sewn last week. He matches Nursey's breathing, rests his chin on Chowder's head, lets his best friends take his weight, rests what he's been holding alone on them, lets down some of the load, and sleeps.

[slapshotsandscones]

polyfrogs is just. like.

Dex and Nursey: *glaring each other down as if they're not sure if they want to throw a punch or make out*

A Concerned™️ Chowder: *steps between them because punching is seeming more likely and he wants to avoid that*

Dex and Nursey: *stop fighting with each other and instead fight over who gets to make out with Chowder. Nursey's kissing him and Dex is mouthing at his neck. Neither quite remembers why they were angry in the first place.*

and i love that for them!!

[lutzgocelly]

Hello! I was in the middle of writing up my own daemon AU and I couldn't believe how similar of a wavelength we were on when I saw your art! I'm very curious to know what the frogs & others daemons are since you teased it in the ao3 art fic :)

Hi! Yess more daemon stuff 🤲 now I'm very curious to see what you'll do, please tag me if/when you post it!!

So, I didn't chose one for all of them but here's what I have:

Ford: A pine marten named Espen, simply because they seem very smart and quick animals and Ford is always so full of energy! Espen could help Ford by gathering people, maybe she screams too? 😂

Dex: A hedgehog named Delanira. It's that good old "seem spiky on the outside but has a soft center" heh it fits him well and it helps that hedgehogs are so cute 🥺 I can see clearly them both trying to fix something together (or more like, Delanira telling Dex why X isn't working and them having a Big Brain talk about it all).

Nursey: An European robin named Ismene. I wanted straight away to choose a bird for him for its link with poetry and the arts. I can easily imagine him walking around with Ismene on his shoulder, both wearing autumn clothes and I was SOLD. I love Robin's colors as well so it was an easy choice ❤️

Chowder: A little mouse named Diantha. I gotta admit, I chose the mouse because they're adorable but also I'm always reminded of Redwall and how being small doesn't stop you from achieving great things? (Big LOTR theme there too) I think Chowder often stays in the background being happy for everybody but also has this huge inner strength. And it's cute :)

Thank you for this ask! I love to talk about this daemon au so 🥺❤️

[omgpoindexter]

i just think what if nursey had a childhood broadway actor phase where he was in a bunch of shows as a kid but then decided to go the academic route when he was older. but he can still sing and dance and act. just thinking