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!
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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.
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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 🥺❤️
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