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gang’s all here!!

It's ours now. Screw Netflix.

you either die a hero (dead boy detectives) or live long enough to see yourself become the villain (the umbrella academy). in this essay i will

Hell yeah let’s go

alrighty fags, pick up your cricket bats we’re storming Netflix HQ

reblog to send your mutuals a hug. maybe just the thought is enough to cheer them up 🥺

I fucking watched this show 35 times. Thoroughly. And marked it as loved. And recommend it to literally anyone and everyone I know. Hell I got my old therapist to watch it. I will be putting up such a fight it’s not even funny.

Netflix will wish they had been swallowed by Angie. /j

Honestly just the fact that ive seen tons of ppl say they watched dbda 5+ times both for enjoyment and to try and prevent cancelation and it GOT CANCELED ANYWAY. DUDE. Convinced Netflix will just cancel anything that doesn't pander to straight people

Op I hate to tell you this…

Why didn't you guys say there was any information confirming a s2?? I found an interview with Dead Boy Detectives Executive Producer Ian Weinreich from March and he says that Netflix liked Dead Boy Detectives so much that they ordered a s2 before s1 came out and the script for s2 was already written?? Does that literally mean we got a s2 before s1 even came out and before we even started fighting for s2?? We're just getting s2!!

(I'll leave a link in the comment if you need to)

Why no one talks about it?

HELL YEAH

Fuck you Netflix they are ours now.

well, the cancellation is definitely disappointing.

however, it means they can’t fuck up any of the characters in season two. we can continue to build our own damn canon, and they can’t stop us!

gonna keep making stuff out of spite. ✌️

HEY FERB I KNOW WHAT WERE GONNA DO TODAY!!!!

Suggest Dead Boy Detectives To Netflix

Netflix has a suggestion page where you can ask for movies or tv shows to be added to the catalogue. Fill in all three suggestion lines with "Renew Dead Boy Detectives" or just "Dead Boy Detectives".

That's not what the page is for, but they have to check that eventually, and if there's a fucking massive amount of people saying this, it will send a message!! It's literally super fucking easy, and there's no limit to how many times you can submit.

GO WILD!

rip jayden revri you would have loved getting to kiss george rexstrew on the mouth in dbda s2

amazon, HBO, disney, honestly idgaf just one of y’all better pick up dead boy detectives

If I owned the account I watch on, I would be 10000000000% doing the same.

“You cancelled Dead Boy Detectives”

And therefore you have no value to me

NOT THE CLASSIC

im sorry to deliver this news to you lovely people

Well chat.

We had a good run.

Maybe it’ll get picked up by a different company? (Highly unlikely)

Anywaysssss

So I’m gonna go kms (not actually…maybe)

Chat my friends are doing their missing work and one of them is talking about their setup (warm blanket, hot tea, and computer)

Naturally I respond with “Fuck you, you’re making me want to do my homework.”

Now one of my friends is a real stickler for cursing and was like “um dude? Language.”

So with zero hesitation I say “screw you buckaroo”

….i will never be more funny than i was in that moment…

They’re in Lorb (Orb Love)

“Crystal?” Niko’s voice over the phone is a shaky whisper.

Crystal immediately juggles her keys and groceries to grab her phone properly. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Niko says quietly. “But something weird is happening.”

Crystal shoves her front door open with her shoulder as the FaceTime request dings. She drops the groceries in the foyer and accepts it. Instead of Niko’s lovely face filling the screen, it’s a shaky shot of the doorway to the office. “What am I looking at?”

“I don’t know,” Niko whispers. “That’s why I called you.” She steps forward and the phone camera almost immediately gives up in the face of very bright light. “Aw, you can’t see it.” The camera flips back to reveal Niko’s face bathed in the radiance. Crystal notes with some relief that Niko looks more awed than hurt.

“Babe,” Crystal says patiently. “What’s going on?”

“There’s like a glowing orb. It’s all pretty colors. Like pink and blue. It’s sitting on Edwin’s desk and he’s not here. Neither of them are—“

“Yeah, no, they are,” Crystal sighs. “They’re Venn diagramming.”

Niko tilts her head in frame, puppyish confusion that makes Crystal just want to scoop her up and kiss her face all over. “What?”

“You know what a Venn diagram is.” Niko nods at her. Neither of them probably got enough school but they did go. “So the Venn diagram of ghosts who love each other is a circle,” Crystal explains, smirking a little. Edwin had been so mad the first time she said it, which only made it funnier.

"Ohhhhh," Niko says, eyes widening with understanding. "That's clever."

Crystal thinks she probably looks as smug as she feels. “They have a ghost form that doesn’t require them to exert as much energy. They’re just spirit orbs. Usually you only see spirit orbs floating faintly in the background, even if you have the Sight. They’re a low-energy form. Apparently, at some point, the boys figured out that if their orbs touch, they can meld together.”

“That sounds dirty,” Niko laughs.

“It probably is! Anyway, Charles and Edwin glow so fuckin’ brightly when they’re together. Sometimes it’s just a partial meld and sometimes they become one giant glowing orb. I usually like to check in with them, but don’t touch them. They can sense some things while in that form so I don’t want to bother them. I just don't like leaving them alone since it’s also a vulnerable time and I prefer to make sure no other ghosts intrude on them either. You know people show up at the office at all hours.”

“Soooooo…want to come over?” Niko asks, raising a perfect eyebrow. “Girls’ Night at the Ghost Orb?

“Sure,” Crystal laughs. “It’s a date. I’ll be right over. You want anything?”

“Bring some of the soda and the matcha we picked up last weekend. I was gonna stash some at the office anyway for when we have late nights.”

“Alright. Love you, babe. Don’t touch the orb and I’ll see you soon.” Crystal blows a little kiss to the camera and watches Niko’s face crease with delight. Niko blows her a kiss too and then signs off.

***

Crystal can see the bright light even through the door and contemplates whether a door shade might be helpful. She walks into the office humming.

For the second time today, she drops her grocery bag on the floor. She rips her headphones out and puts her hands on her hips. “What did I say about touching the orb, Niko?”

Niko looks up from where she is…well, spooning the ghost orb on the couch. She is so damn good at the puppy eyes that Crystal almost forgets that she asked a question. Almost.

“Babe, seriously!?”

“They almost fell off the desk!” Niko protests, pouting. “I had to catch them. And they glow more when I touch them.” She traces a gentle fingertip over the top curve of the orb nestled against her and it erupts in pink swirls over a dark blue background.

Crystal sighs. “Alright.” In fairness, the boys never specifically prohibited touching, it just seemed polite. And probably, they won’t mind because it’s Niko and both of them find her utterly charming; Crystal can’t even be offended by that because she also thinks her girlfriend is adorable. She rummages in the grocery bag for a soda and uses her keys to pry the lid off the bottle. She takes a sip and then motions at Niko. “Lift your head up.”

Niko moves obligingly, giving Crystal enough space to sit at the end of the couch before she drops her head into Crystal’s lap.

“See,” Niko says sweetly. “Now we’re all comfy.” She grabs the edge of her tunic top and uses it to scoop the orb up closer to her stomach. Helpfully, this also mutes the bright light, at least from Crystal’s point of view. She pulls her sunglasses out of her hair carefully and offers them to Niko, who grins up at her before sliding them on.

“You’re explaining this to Edwin when he stops being an orb.”

“Okay.” Niko nuzzles her cheek against Crystal’s thigh. “I have so many questions anyway. I want to know all about being a giant ball of light. Honestly, that sounds pretty cool. Do you think Edwin would let me take him around while he was an orb? What if his orb wants to go hang out at the beach or something? For like maximum ghost relaxation.”

Crystal can’t help the way she looks at Niko, her heart almost bursting with love. “Yeah, baby, I bet for you he’d go on some kind of ghost orb vacation. Charles would be thrilled if you got him to take a break occasionally.” She tucks Niko’s heavy silken hair behind her ear. “Want a sip?”

“Is it the tamarind one?”

“No, regular cola. There’s a tamarind one in the bag if you want.”

“No. I’m comfy. Gimme a sip.”

Crystal holds the bottle to her mouth carefully, tipping it up in little bursts until Niko gets her fill. She bends down to kiss her, both of their mouths sticky-sweet and slick.

They spend hours there, sharing a drink and taking turns playing music on Crystal’s phone. It’s fun, both spending time with Niko and watching the orb change colors. Crystal knows that the deep blue is Charles and the pink is Edwin, the two of them mixed together in this form. She knows because she once caught Charles with Edwin’s orb tucked under his elbows while he sorted some small silver charms on the floor. He’d been talking to it before she walked in and when he looked up his face was nearly as pink as the orb cuddled in his lap.

There’s a slight buzzing noise and then Charles falls out of Niko’s grasp rather spectacularly. He grins up at them from the floor though, entirely unhurt. “Heya.”

“Charles?” Niko says, leaning up on her elbow. “Are you okay?”

“Aces, Niko, don’t worry. Gimme Edwin?”

Niko sits up to hand the orb to Charles and Crystal doesn’t think that she imagines the way it glows brighter in Charles’s careful hands. Charles stands and sets the orb on the desk.

“You guys okay?” Crystal asks. “No supernatural exhaustion from working cases while we sleep or something, right?”

Silently and neatly, Edwin replaces the orb and says, “We’re perfectly fine.” He shoots his cuffs and then rests his hands in his lap; he looks tidy perched on the desk, like a little doll, while Charles is leaning against it like he’d like to dive right back into Edwin again.

“Does it feel like sleeping?” Niko asks, taking Crystal's sunglasses off and hanging them from the collar of her shirt. “It looked relaxing.”

“It is.” Edwin softens a little, looking at where Niko is resting her head against Crystal’s shoulder. Crystal stretches her legs out, thinking maybe she’d like a nap too, all warm and cozy with her girlfriend. “However,” Edwin continues, ever the proper tutor, “it does not resemble sleep. It is, at best, a facsimile of lying on a grassy hillock and watching the clouds drift by. That is to say, restful, but still aware.”

“What does Charles feel like?” Niko asks and Crystal snorts.

“Warm,” Edwin answers instinctively and then makes an odd little motion. It looks like the cousin of a flinch, a nervous tic he hasn’t quite killed. He clears his throat. “Notably, though most ghostly existences do not include registering sensations from food or touching others, we can be interacted with by other supernatural beings. We mostly encounter hostile creatures or other ghosts. Though I have found most ghosts are as cold as they are long dead, Charles is strangely warm to the touch.”

Charles grins like he did that on purpose, the idiot.

Niko sighs. “Awwwwww, that’s so sweet. Is Edwin warm?” She looks at Charles expectantly.

“I think he’s pretty hot,” Charles says with a wink and Crystal throws the nearest pillow at him. He catches it, the asshole, and lobs it back.

“Hey,” Crystal says, batting it away from Niko’s face. “Leave her out of it.”

“Indeed,” Edwin says dryly, “it’s bad form to drag civilians into your fight. Come on, Niko, I had something to show you.”

Crystal hugs Niko tighter to her, grinning when Niko giggles. “You can’t steal my girlfriend. She already spent all afternoon spooning you two.”

Charles laughs at that.

“Sorry, should I define spooning for you?” Crystal teases Edwin.

He rolls his eyes and then offers Charles his hand. “I can figure it out very well. How exactly do you think people kept warm during the winter in my time?” He spins Charles into his arms, the slight height advantage he gained from sitting on the desk allowing him to wrap himself entirely around Charles like a smug octopus.

Charles beams at them, thoroughly pleased to be tangled up in Edwin. Crystal can’t help smiling too. It took so long for them to admit their feelings, and then even longer to show even a hint of those feelings in front of her. This level of cuddling is only a few months old and it’s utterly adorable. She presses her cheek to Niko’s hair and inhales her sweet perfume.

“Why don’t you just bring the book here?” Niko asks Edwin. “Then we could all be warm and cozy.”

Edwin makes a considering face. “I could. Where will I keep Charles? You two are taking up two thirds of the couch.”

“Oh that’s easy,” Niko says, looping an arm around Crystal’s neck to pull herself into Crystal’s lap properly. Crystal wraps an arm around her waist instinctively, holding her steady as she wriggles herself into her best position.

“Very well,” Edwin says indulgently, as though this is a great favor and he won’t delight in cuddling Charles. “Shall I read out loud to you?”

“Yes,” Charles hums just as Niko echoes him.

Edwin’s mouth twitches into a smile. “Very well. Move over then.”

Edwin picks up the book from his desk, a small one with a green fabric cover and gold-edged pages; he settles on the other half of the sofa and waits expectantly for Charles to sit on his lap.

With their legs tangled together, he hands the book to Charles so he can wrap his arms around Charles and hook his chin over Charles’ bony shoulder. Niko tucks her feet under Edwin’s ghostly thigh and he smiles at her.

Crystal closes her eyes as Edwin begins to read; she won’t admit it, but his voice and Niko’s warm weight in her lap are more than enough to send her off to sleep in a heartbeat.

PLEASE stop using “dbd”, “dbd memes”, “dbd fanart”, or anything of the sort for Dead Boy Detectives because it’s still taken up a large part of the dbd tag, which has historically been used for Dead by Daylight

The dbd tag has been used for Dead By Daylight for 8 YEARS without issue until the Dead Boy Detectives SHOW came along in late April

It is now mid August and despite the Dead by Daylight fandom’s constant asking of the fans to stop using the dbd tag, I still see it as frequently as Dead by Daylight posts

Dead by Daylight fans had to spend their 8th Anniversary SWAMPED with Dead Boy Detectives posts in the tag, making it hard to find their own posts

Please, I am BEGGING YOU, please stop 😭

The amount of passive aggressiveness I’ve seen from certain fans of DBDA when people ask them to stop using the dbd tag is just insane.

“You want me to retag all my posts?” JUST STOP USING THE DBD TAG, PLEASE! YOU CAN RETAG IF YOU WANT, BUT AT THE VERY LEAST STOP TAGGING IT AS DBD IN THE FUTURE 😭

“You don’t own the tags” I didn’t say we do. I’m saying that the tag that hasn’t had any problems in the last DECADE and had only started having issues AFTER THE DBDA SHOW CAME OUT. It is a DIRECT result of the show. Please stop playing ignorant by misconstruing my words

Do you want to know where the source of the dbd tag becoming mixed with Dead by Daylight and Dead Boy Detectives came from? It was NETFLIX. Due to their marketing, they put their ads in the dbd tag, which (again) has been historically used by the Dead by Daylight fandom. It’s Netflix’s fault that this confusing and disorganized mess is happening

I have a lot of DBDA people blocked because I want to scroll the dbd tag without seeing DBDA posts (despite me having the Dead Boy Detectives tag blocked, I still see the “you have this tag blocked” notification), so if you could reblog this or give this situation more attention, I would be super grateful 🙏

Okay chat so I am just now listening to Conan Gray

(Yes actually. I have never listened to him until 5-ish minutes ago)

I want to start screaming and crying at the same time.

Also I now can confirm that Monty and Conan are the same person (or close enough)

BUT CHAT THEY ARE SO CUTE

LIKE SURE IM A HARDCORE PAYNELAND SHIPPER BUT I NEED THIS

I WOULD TOTALLY HELP OUT IF I COULD

I really enjoyed Payneland week and am looking forward to Palasaki week. I was thinking about creating a Cryland week, but I wanted to see if there would be enough interest for it.

I just wanna say that I have been read @petvampire ‘s glam rock au and holy shit. I am so invested lil it’s unreallllllll

I can no longer listen to this song without thinking of Edwin on the piano/keyboard for it. It’s an actual issue man.

PLEASE GO READ IT‼️‼️‼️

IT IS LITERALLY TO DIE FOR CHAT‼️‼️‼️‼️

my friends r so talented. rb if ur friends are talented

Yeah he did.

I just love how protective Charles is.

When they meet Crystal (Crystal, very much disoriented after David escaped under the sheet) and she isn't entirely sure where she is, Charles is smiling, holding his hands out as if to convince her it's going to be okay, they're not going to hurt her. "You're ours for now..."

When the Night Nurse appears and is about to stir up all that painful stuff in his past, he immediately places himself between her and Edwin. "If you want him, you're going to have to go through me."

When Twitchy Ritchie decides he can threaten Crystal, Charles (despite the fact that the jerk can't see him) immediately leans forward, almost putting himself between the two of them and hisses, "Go on, try it, mate."

Of course he's the brawn of the operation.

But he loves his friends, okay? He's going to protect them or die trying.

Tell me you’re the parent friend without telling me.

I’ll go first; I have a bag stocked full of literally anything you might need throughout the day.