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shoutout to Monty stood behind Crystal during her rant and silently judging her
"oh wow!! this girl has ISSUES" sort of face
With the beginning of autumn and the approach of winter ⚠️
We need your help to save our lives from the danger of drowning and cold due to the approaching winter. The weather began to get cold and the rain began to fall. It was light, so it submerged our tent, our food, and our clothes. The tents became mere pieces of fabric that do not protect from rain and cold.💔
We have created a new tent made of wood and nylon to protect ourselves from winter and cold. This cost us a large amount of money due to high prices and the lack of nylon.⛺️
Every contribution, big or small, saves us and helps us before it is too late. Please donate and help my family find the peace and security we deserve, and protect ourselves from the cold of winter, rain and drowning.☔️
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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!
Keep streaming and tell everyone you know to stream. Views are our best weapon in this fight, so rewatch and promote like crazy!
Edwin taking Crystal's coffee away just to spite her was so funny... do we reckon he ended up pouring it out of the window??
My Heart Is a Haunted House
𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘈𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘗𝘢𝘺𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥 + 𝘗𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘪, 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘛
@dbdpromptober Day 3: Eternity (words: 1211)
Charles’ home was haunted.
The lights of his room would flicker at the strangest of times, he heard footsteps following him, shadows in the mirrors. When he’d left the gas stove on, the cabinet door above it slammed, getting his attention.
He’d asked Maa what she thought about it, receiving a puzzled look back. Maybe it was only Charles that was haunted.
He was more than excited about it. The empty rooms didn’t feel as desolate anymore when he had company. The ghosts hadn’t harmed him in any way, instead he’d been alerted to the unattended stove. It was like they were looking out for him.
Any time he was alone at home, he listened for the sound of the piano. So far that hadn’t happened again, so Charles opted on playing his few cassettes back to back, filling the silence.
By now he’d mastered both sliding down the handrail of the master staircase and playing hockey on the smooth marble floor with a cricket bat and a ball. But Charles’ favorite activity was exploring the house.
He felt himself a proper detective, inspecting floorboards and built-in bookshelves for hidden safes. It was a Victorian mansion, there had to be a few secrets buried inside the walls.
There were footsteps above him. Quiet, but intent. Charles knew for a fact that nobody was home except him. He sprinted towards the source of the sound, finding an attic ladder with a rope for pulling it down.
Someone was standing right above him. The small click of hard shoes sounded intentional, like someone was tapping his foot impatiently, saying come on now, don’t make me wait.
In the layer of dust that covered everything were footprints. Charles tried not to move too fast and kick up more dust than he wanted to breathe in when he followed them.
There was a desk with a chair by the window, bathed in the afternoon sun. Charles imagined the ghost had been sitting there, looking at the view towards the yard. Across it, a path went through the gate and over a river into the tall forest.
The footprints stopped in front of a wooden chest, which blue paint the years had almost completely washed out. Charles cranked it open to find a set of gentleman’s winter attire (a vest, a coat and a pair of gloves), and other clothes, all destroyed by moths.
The only thing left was a black-and white photograph of a wide-eyed boy in a dark suit. His lips were pursed tight, his eyes serious. Charles was drawn to him, tracing his pale cheekbones with his gaze, wondering why, despite his neutral face, his eyes betrayed a profound sadness.
At the back of the paper, only numbers were jotted down with a quivering handwriting.
1900-1918
“Is this what you wanted me to find?” Charles asked, flinching at his own voice echoing from bare walls.
Is this you?
Nobody answered. It was expected, but Charles was disappointed nevertheless. He kneeled on the dusty floor, leaning on the open chest, just staring at the photo.
Were you alone too? Were you lonely?
He slipped the photo in the inside pocket of his Harrington jacket, close to his heart.
Other days, he couldn’t muster up the curiosity anymore. Coming back to the dark house after visiting Niko’s grave pulled him down into a glum mood.
Their crammed London apartment had never let him relax, but the oppressive silence of spacious halls felt uncomfortable in a different way. Charles trudged the stairs up into his room and dropped his backpack to the floor before faceplanting onto the bed.
He wished he had somewhere to be or someone waiting for him. He wondered what “home” was supposed to feel like. Probably not like this.
He lay motionless for some time. Just when he groaned, attempting to pull himself together, the first notes of a melody floated down the hall.
Charles jumped up, holding his breath. The piano was playing again. A different tune, too.
He rushed out and to the stairs. The music had been slow and unsure at first, like the player was testing out the right keys, but it gained more confidence when it went on. Charles wondered why it sounded so familiar.
“No way, mate!” He grinned when he recognized the tune. He skipped down, two steps at a time. “No way! You liked it that much?”
The song the ghost was playing was unmistakably Under the Milky Way from the best The Church cassette Charles had played over and over again the last few weeks. It flowed from the piano with a slower tempo than the original, but Charles hummed along anyway.
He sat down on the duet bench, staring at the unmoving keys covered in dust. Then he turned around, gazing at the ceiling, just enjoying the music. He hoped he could tell what the ghost looked like. He wanted to know who was playing for him.
“I wish I knew what you were loo-king for… Might have known what you would find…”
The piano played for a few minutes, until both the verse and the chorus had been heard a couple of times, with Charles just sitting there, a content smile on his face. When the music finally faded, a slightly awkward silence fell in the foyer.
Charles was pulled out of his thoughts. He sprung to his feet, full of excitement again.
“Trust me mate, if you like that tape, I know one you’ll love!” He hyped. “Just a tick!”
He ran upstairs and grabbed his recorder, cradling it in his arms like his most precious treasure that it was, stuffed the tape in his pocket and jogged back.
He put the recorder on top of the piano and fiddled with it, his hands swift like every second without music was unbearable. He glanced around wanting to make sure his companion hadn’t left yet, which was useless as he couldn’t see him. With a clack he encased the B-side of Songs From the Big Chair and pressed record.
The sweet sound of synthesizer transformed the room instantly, flowing like waves over everything. It filled Charles’ chest with joy and the beat tugged his limbs into motion.
If he closed his eyes, he could see the bright colors and shapes the music took, pulling him from the bleak present into space without time, without worry or pain.
He opened his eyes, dancing in the middle of the empty house, but he wasn’t lonely. Maybe the ghost was the family’s son who’d died young. Young people liked good music, didn’t they? If he was here now, Charles was sure he could turn that sad frown into a smile.
He’d take his hand and pull him to dance with him. The heir had been a proper fit lad in the picture, handsome in that old-timey way, like he was a classical painting. Charles knew he could be wrong, but at that moment, it really felt like he was here, that they were dancing together.
As long as the music flowed, breathing was easy, movement was light, and nothing hurt. That moment only was worth all of eternity.
“Something happens and I’m head over heels
I never find out ‘till I’m head over heels…”
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Payneland being married is still such a funny concept to me because like physically, these two are still like sixteen, right? So maybe this wouldn't faze ghosts that have more experience being dead. But newly-deceased clients would come in and see two best friends or a two awkward teens in their first relationship, but then they'd see the rings and Charles would mention being married and they'd be like Hello??? You two are practically babies??? Edwin huffs. I am inclined to remind you that the two of us have been dead longer than we've been alive. Now, onto business- You two were in a heated discussion about the best Scooby Doo character just now??? I told you the only payment I could give was half a fidget spinner and you accepted it??? Immediately?? A relationship I understand, but are you two sure you're both emotionally ready for an entire marriage??? And Edwin looks confrontational, but Charles stops him from biting the client's head off with a casual shrug. Believe me, we've both been around a long time. We've had our fair share of life experiences. We're far more mature than we seem at first glance- Oh, hey!
The client watches as Charles' head snaps over to watch a frog leap along the windowsill. He leans in for a closer look before falling off the end of the table and through the floor.
The client gawks; Edwin seems entirely unfazed.
Sorry 'bout that, mate, Charles says, rubbing at his head as he floats back up. What was I saying again?
The client snaps their jaw shut. Don't worry about it. Silently, they pray that these two teenagers have enough emotional capacity to deal with a potential divorce.
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Dead Boy Detectives Fandom Fundraiser for Palestine 🇵🇸🍉
This fandom-run fundraiser will be supporting Care for Gaza and Direct Aid for Gaza, two organizations that are working to provide direct aid for Palestinians (money, food, other essentials). The first round of the fundraiser will run from September 30th to November 30th 2024.
You can find all the details on the DBDFundraiser twitter. This is organized by Nick, arcadiabaes on Twitter, so reach out to them with questions if you have them! If you have any questions but don't have a Twitter, let me know and I can talk to them on your behalf or help you find a way to reach out to them yourself if you'd prefer!
As a bonus incentive, all donators will be entered into a raffle depending on the amount donated. Yould could win:
$5 Donation: a poem of your choosing or a personalized letter from a character of your choosing
$10 Donation: a fic of your choosing
$15 Donation: a video edit of your choosing (incl. song)
$20+ Donation: a piece of fanart of your choosing
Multiple entries are allowed! Submit proof of your donation to the google form here in order to be entered into the raffle. Be sure to make a submission for each of your individual donations if you do make more than one donation! It does ask for your Twitter handle, but if you don't have a Twitter just indicate that and give an email address or other social media handle they can reach you at!
This is such an important cause. Any donation, no matter how big or small, could make a huge difference for the people of Palestine. Even if you can't donate at this time, please share this around so we can raise as much funds as a collective fandom as possible.
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Let's put some good into the world, detectives!! 💀🔍
Imagine waking up on a train with no memories and two ghost boys hovering over you. One of them offers you a place to stay (to the irritation of his partner) and flirts with you a shitton. Since one of them is flirting it's safe to assume they're not ghost married to each other but the irritated one is talking to you like you're the mistress he caught hiding in the closet. After some bitter back-and-forth the nice one pulls you aside and tells you the buttoned up jackass you've been clashing with fully spent almost a century in hell and has been the nice one's life(ha)line for decades.
Then when you get back and set your coffee down the prissy shit (who you were feeling more empathetic towards after being talked to) takes your fucking coffee. He can't even drink it he just doesn't want you to have it
So in a lot of fanfics I’ve read Edwin is touch averse to everyone, including Charles, and it’s like “touches like this are rare” blah blah blah (not hating bcs I love them all) but if we look at the show, they casually touch all the time, (they’re obsessed with each other). My absolute favourite scene is in episode one where Charles is trying to teach Edwin boxing and he’s all bouncing around and he does this thing where he mimes drilling into Edwin’s head with a hand drill and Edwin just looks like he’s trying not to smile and lightheartedly shoves him away. Trust me that is not something you do with someone you’re not comfortable touching. Give me Edwin seeking out touch from Charles and he’s so gentle even in his admonishments and it’s not the kind of touch either of them are used to. Give me Charles shying away from Edwin at first because he had to be such a typical boy when he was alive and the only touches with his friends were slaps on the back or punches on his arms, and he wouldn’t dare hurt Edwin because he’s the best person Charles has met. Give me them learning how to touch until it’s so casual they barely notice when Charles swings his legs over Edwin’s on their little sofa, or when Edwin uses a hand on Charles’ back when he’s going past, or when they fumble into each other (because come on they’re lanky teenage boys they don’t have control over their limbs, coming from a lanky teenager) smoothing over the nonexistent pain with their palms.
TLDR: I want more soft DBD fanfics with casual (platonic) touches until it’s not so platonic anymore.
What if we reached out to Film Theory to try and get them to do a video on Dead Boy Detectives. I don't know what they'd theorize about but it's worth a shot to get more people to watch the show.
Hey yall!
So I’ve been informed that one of the new goals for the month is reaching out to react channels to watch Dead Boy Detectives as a way to get the word out!
Right now, the two YouTubers we’re being directed to focus on are Alex Myers & Not So Average Fangirl
I haven’t seen any suggestions are where to direct your comments but I’d assume their recent community posts or most recent uploads!
Remember, we want to be polite and send good vibes with all our messages! The last thing we want is to discourage others from watching the show💜
Here are their links :
Help my son and wife for treatment in Egypt, she needs lifelong treatment due to blood clots, and my son suffers from rapid electrical activity in the brain.
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I’m going to ignore this show is cancelled fr so OMG GUYSS can’t wait till season two 🤭 (I’m in denial)
Edit: changed Charles his eyes a little 🏃🏃
Edit 2.0: changed them again 🧍♂️
(my apologies to everyone who reposted the old version, I didn’t expect it to be seen a lot because of the size of this fandom 😨 BUT THANK YOU ALL SM FOR THE REPOSTS AND LOVE AH <333 )
The metallic tapping sounds in the soundtrack during Charles' flashback to his father in ep 4 are such a horrible (amazing) touch. Even if you as the viewer don't have a familiarity with the sound of a belt buckle (let alone an ambient noise adjacent to a belt buckle), the rattle playing before you even see the belt tells you exactly what's about to happen. It showcases how far down into Charles' psyche it goes, too; that's some classic pavlovian sound association
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GUYS SOMEONE ACTUALLY EDITED CHARLES AND EDWIN TO MY #1 ULTIMATE PAYNELAND SONG
How did I JUST see this!?!?!?!