Charles: Hello Friends!The Squad:Charles: You Might Be Wondering Why Im Taped To The Ceiling.

Charles: Hello friends! The Squad: Charles: You might be wondering why I’m taped to the ceiling.

I'm really optimistic about our chances of saving Dead Boy Detectives and I just want to put that positivity out into the tag today.

Keep fighting. The only people who benefit from us giving up are the asshole execs at Netflix who want to crush successful queer stories without any repercussions. Do not give them that satisfaction.

Here's the petition - sign if you haven't already and be sure to share it with others! Have your friends and family sign it in solidarity, too!

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Can you spare a minute to help this campaign?

Renew Dead Boy Detectives on Netflix

Keep streaming and tell everyone you know to stream. Views are our best weapon in this fight, so rewatch and promote like crazy!

EXACTLY. NETFLIX ILL HATE YOU FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE

I miss dbd every single day. Everything about the show was so perfect like pieces of a puzzle fitting into place

SAMEEE

rewatching ep3 of dbd today for Research Purposes (a charles introspection fic I'm v excited abt) and god I love this show so much. jayden's expressions are absolutely incredible, charles' emotions are so clear on his face. that's not an actor playing a character, that is genuinely charles reliving trauma. it's absolutely insane how jayden embodies him so well. I want to give charles a hug.

Shit now I need a fanart about it (Charles is completely fascinated by Percy’s sword and Leo tries to find something in Charles bag but ends up with a hand on fire, what’s concerns Charles and that’s how them find out Leo’s powers and the 2 of ‘em are completely amazed, so they start a competition of powers and there it goes a whole day)

Teenage boy team-up: Peter Parker, Percy Jackson, Charles Rowland, and Leo Valdez.

(I mean they’re not all chaotic good ADHD bisexuals with superpowers (or are they) but I would love to see what they could do together.)

What if I was a repressed gay ghost from 1916 and I confessed my love for you on the Stairway To Hell™️ and you made an Orpheus and Eurydice reference and you admitted you're not in love with me back but a secret third thing (so devoted the lines blur) and told me we had an eternity to figure out what that means for us and that we're still best mates just like we've been for the last 30+ years. What if I was Edwin Payne and you were Charles Rowland. What then.