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I love silly ghost shows and murder mystery shows man!!
school spirits and dead boy detectives are perfect for me
love the way I clocked Charley as a gay dude IMMEDIATELY
no way that man was ever straight.
and holy shit I actually really liked the romance between maddie and wally it was actually good and not basic straight white people romance
No because I could go on for hours about how good the writing was for school spirits because
every suspect they have has motive and it makes sense, like its got you convinced, and even though they aren’t it still ties into the plot and the actual person so well??
they write mr. martins character so well because hes trying so hard to keep a control on the group but they are slipping away
the slow reveal that something happened to janet that wasn’t her crossing over?? fucking amazing because you could just slowly put the pieces together and realize
the foreshadowing of maddie in the first episode saying “but what if I’m not dead? what if i’m like- in a coma somewhere?”
and many other things
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school spirits spoiler !
pensando aq na segunda temporada quando eles descobrirem que a maddie não tá morta, acho q o q + vai sofrer e o wally ne o coitado se apaixonou por ela
plus ela tá lascada pq ngm vai acreditar q ela foi possuída 😻
por uma momento eu acreditei nessa possibilidade pela forma meio passiva agressiva dele em certos momentos, mas ficaria mto triste se o plot twist fosse ele como assassino, ia ser mto pobre pro roteiro, mas no final o fato dele ser o único q vê ela, por uma forte ligação com a maddie n sei..., é um ponto mto importante pro conflito da 2 temp
No cuz why did I think for a long time that Simon was the killer since he was the only who could see Maddie i had a theory that killers can see the ghosts of their victims
so I’m normally a very pastel-and-floral type girl, but for my schools pep rally today, my grade has to wear all black. I went full out; I’m even wearing fishnets!! And I’m ridiculously happy about it??
Hi guys if you're super duper ready for the next season of Dead Boy Detectives you should go watch school spirits on Netflix. i think i binged the whole show in a night and a half and it was soso good. it folllows the same font of dbd's with the whole ghost and being dead aspect and has quite a bit of mystery to it as well. i really want a season two from school spirits as well so go check it out :)))
Mr. Martin: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the things you lost throughout your life.
Maddie: It would be nice to have my sense of purpose back...
Charley: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this.
Rhonda: My will to live! I haven't seen this in years.
Wally: I knew I lost that potential somewhere.
Mr Martin: ...Could you guys lighten up a little?
Tbh I'm so disappointed in the lack of range for School Spirits fics on ao3 like
If "Wally Clark x reader" is your thing then that's great! But I want more platonic fics. More hurt/comfort. A wider range of relationships, both romantic and platonic!! Where are my AUs??? My rewrites???
I mean I'm writing a fic rn but it's not the same. I wanna get surprised, read someone else's style!!
If they make Simon and Maddie have romantic feelings for each other in season two I will scream
EXACTLY!! I found it, binged it in basically a day, and now I'm trying to absorb all of the fan content but it's all from 2023 or simping over Wally (which if it's your jam sure! but it's not for me),
I need to consume the things!!!!
Scrolling through the school spirits tag and most of the posts being from 2023 and just flat out wrong is so funny to me
I wish I had watched the show while it was being released episode by episode, I love theorizing
On a side note, why is everyone simping for Wally 💀 I can’t unsee him as zombie dude from Disney
!!!!!!! Exactly!!!
As far as I'm aware, Maddie is the first ghost since Charlie in the 90s, so it's been twenty years since the dynamic of the group shifted. On top of the fact that, when we look at our main ghost characters, they often end up going with the majority (Wally being popular and feeling those social pressures, Charlie being gay and making himself small to avoid being a target) or have anger and frustration but no way to channel it into change (Rhonda expressing her contempt for certain things, like field day, but participating anyways).
Maddie was the catalyst!!!! She caused these patterns to change!!!
school spirits spoilers
the main message of the show being that you can’t just ignore the past and move on, you have to address it.
the school doing it by changing the mascot from devils to bandits, turning the counselors office into classrooms, turning the chemistry lab into a bunker.
and the ghosts embody it through mr martin’s “guidance”. wally never told anyone he didn’t like football. rhonda never came to terms with her murder. charley never got over emilio. dawn never got reassured. mina never got appreciated. mr martin and janet never told anyone the truth about their deaths.
and mr martin wanted them to just move on. not try to come to terms with their life, just restart and ignore the past.
and maddie forced everything to change because she refused to just ignore her murder. she had to understand her past and her death before she would be okay moving on and starting her afterlife.
and she then caused everything else to do the same. simon and her uncovered mr anderson’s scam, and the mascot switch. simon and maddie realize the counselors office just got turned into classrooms. maddie’s prodding sent charley, rhonda, and wally straight into mr martin, and the schools attempts to ignore the past.
wally opened up to maddie. so did rhonda. charley got closure with emilio. dawn opened up and crossed over! mina was appreciated for the first time. maddie prompts everyone to go through newspapers until they found out the truth about the fire.
maddie is the catalyst for the entire school to address the things they tried to ignore, including her death.
THANK YOU TO "SCHOOL SPIRITS" FOR GIVING ME A NEW STIM SONG RAHHHH I FEEL AMAZING
So, I recently started watching School Spirits and I think I found something. I don’t know if anyone else noticed this, but it wasn’t on the fandom wiki page when I checked
I know this isn’t (supposed to be) a School Spirits blog, but I just had to share this.
I don’t trust Rhonda. Why does she keep coming to the group if she’s not going to participate? Dawn only comes to events that interest her like the movie night and everyone seems fine with that, so why doesn’t Rhonda do the same?
And where did she get those pants? Girls weren’t allowed to wear pants in most American schools in the ‘60s.
And why doesn’t she know how Janet died? The fire was in 1958 and Rhonda died in the early ‘60s. She should have known about something as dramatic as a fire that killed a teacher and a student. It would’ve been all over the local news.
At the homecoming game, she asks Mr. Martin to do for her what he did for Janet. She doesn’t ask for help crossing over, she asks for help leaving. She wants a body of her own.
My theory is that she’s been working for Mr. Martin the whole time. Her job is to bring in the people who don’t trust Mr. Martin and Janet (like Maddie.) This could also explain why he wanted her to watch Maddie.
Keep in mind, her first words to Maddie were “how’d you die?” She was double checking that she didn’t remember what happened
I have some questions about School Spirits
1. If Wally tries to jump the fence, does his outfit reset?
2. If ghosts can’t bleed, how can they swell?
3. Why can’t Rhonda Charley and Wally escape through the murder tunnel in the fallout shelter?
4. Who are those weird extras in the support group?
5. Why did nobody find it even a little suspicious that Maddie showed up at the exact same time that Janet “crossed over”?
Can never skip a wally fic love this
Born in the Wrong Era pt. 3
a/n: it's finally here! sorry it took so long and thank you to @iluveveryone for sending your ask. i hope all y'all enjoy it!
edit: I linked pt. 2 because I forgot to last night.
warnings: shouting/screaming, flirty best friends, mentions of death/trauma, mentions of mr. martin, hitting (not a person but inanimate object(s))
word count: 2k
pt. 2
Reader’s POV
A frustrated noise leaves your mouth. You really wish you hadn't let Wally get into your head about Bea. You knew he had a point but could Bea have really been that different? Insistent, maybe but not stubborn. And it was always for the other person's good because she knew their potential. Bea was the only person in your life that actually listened to you. But this was her son. He knew her first. And in some weird way you knew Wally. You knew that he loves Bea with everything he has and then some.
"Damn it. Hey Siri?"
Siri Dings.
"How do you apologize to a ghost?"
Tuesday-Wally’s POV
“Can we change? Or do we simply live in the heart of the mulberry bush destined to return where we once started?”
As Mr. Martin started on whatever pseudo-sophical rant he was going on Wally perked up. The dead have no choice to change do they? Wally remember’s Charley going on about this movie with Cybill Shepherd and Robert Downey Jr and how her dead husband was able to cross over after living as him. Wally knows he’s missing some details but that’s besides the point. Almost every ghost movie ever made has some plot-point that the dead have to cross over and they have to grow and all that other shit before they can cross over and start their afterlife.
Wally had been here for 40 years. That’s forty years longer than he ever wanted to be in high school. But how is he to change?
“Wally? Is there something you would like to share?”
“Huh?”
Wally didn’t even pay attention to the last five minutes of whatever Mr. Martin was spewing this morning. Now there are many pairs of expectant eyes on him.
“We’re debating whether or not people can change. Dead or Alive. I’d like to hear your thoughts Wally.”
Wally goes to open his mouth but his8 voice isn’t the one that’s heard.
“He’d have to have a brain for that.” Oh Rhonda, always quick with a jab to the ego.
“Well you should start with getting a new heart, Rhonda, because the one you have now is cold and shriveled.”
Rhonda breaks out one of her sarcastic grins. “Finally someone sees me.”
There are a couple of chuckles from the circle before Mr. Martin clears his throat.
“Wally, please continue”
Wally gets one more taunt in by squinting at Rhonda before he starts talking.
“I think when you die, you break the circle around the mudberry bush as you put it–
Wally catches Charley mouthing something out the corner of his eye but can’t make out what it was.
“And can give you the room you need to change.”
There are a couple of murmurs of agreement around the circle which made Wall feel proud of himself.
“That’s interesting Wally. But before we break the circle; why don’t we move to the center of it?”
This made Wally think. “Maybe. Thanks Mr. M.”
Mr. Martin gives Wally a tight-lipped smile that never seems to bring comfort to Wally but what’s new.
Soon the morning circle is dismissed but Wally lingers for a minute after everyone else left. Or so he thought.
“Hey Wally?”
It was Janet. Even after 40 years Wally still wasn’t used to her 60’s fashion. Her light pink gingham dress with matching ballet flats and white gloves on her hands. Compared to the others in the group it was a silent rebellion that was all Janet’s. Which is pretty rad if you ask Wally.
“Hey Janet what’s up?”
“I was wondering; what was on your mind earlier? You don’t really space out like that.”
Wally hesitated. “Uhh.. I was tired from… working out earlier.” Wally barely believed himself.
Janet’s furrowed brows had him coming up with another lie in seconds. Before he could though; Mr8. Martin called Janet away.
Before Janet left the gym she turned and waved goodbye. “We’ll talk later Wally!”
Wally returns the wave and once Janet and Mr. Martin are out of sight, Wally lets out a sigh of relief.
“Hey Wally you okay?”
It was Charley this time, luckily Wally is able to keep his shock to a minimum.
“Yeah, it’s just sometimes the morning circle makes me want to…”
Charley interjects. “Die all over again?”
Wally snaps his fingers and points. “Yeah! I mean I know he just wants to help but Jeez sometimes it’s agonizing.”
Charley laughs. “Well, Hippie dude has a sub and they’re watching a movie. Wanna come?”
Wally pretends to think about it. “Is it Rudy?”
Charley sighs in defeat. “I don’t know what movie it is but I’m almost 100% sure an AP Lit Class will not watch “Rudy”.”
“Where is there “enjambment” in “Finding Nemo”, Charley?”
“Where is the ‘allusion’ in ‘Rudy’, Wally?”
“What are you talking about, all Rudy does is dream!”
Charley pinches the bridge of his nose. “Allusion not ILLusion!”
“You’re literally saying the same word.”
“I- you know what? Sure. Anyway if you get tired of working out you know where I’ll be.”
Charley walks off, leaving Wally alone with his thoughts. He needs to find some answers. And there’s only one person who can give him that.
Reader’s POV
There’s a sense of comfort you feel when “Bad Reputation” flows through your ears. You wish you were more like her. Letting things roll off your back and not listening to what others say. You feel for Wally, you do. You’re not going to agree with your parents about everything but to insinuate that they don’t care? Ridiculous. Wally’s feelings are still valid though. Eye twitch inducing but valid nonetheless. You don’t know how to summon him (and you’re not sure you want to know?) but when you see him you’ll apologize for being impudent. You’re snapped out of your thoughts when “Fat Bottomed Girls” starts to play and your eyes widen. It’s not Queen that shocks you so much as this may 8be a clue as to what his type is. Not that it matters. Not that you care.
The next thing you know there’s a giant pair of hands waving in your face, luckily they’re attached to your good friend Jacques. You take off your headphones so you can hear him.
“Hey Jaques.”
“Hey dorkalicious!” You chuckle. “Where were you yesterday?”
“Just getting tickets to Horror Con.”
You stop in your tracks. “You’re joking.”
Jacque fights a smile as he shakes his head. “Waited in line all day for these. I can’t wait to go next week.”
“Wait tickets? As in, plural?”
“I’m pretty sure “tickets” means more than one ticket.”
You have to jump a little bit to properly hug him because he’s so damn tall but you can’t contain your happiness.
While horror isn’t your biggest interest you’re utterly obsessed with the cinematography of it all. Plus dressing up has always been a favorite pastime.
“Merci mon cher ami!”
Jacques blushes. “Alright, alright get down before you start licking my face dork. And stop speaking to me in french, it shifts my beret.”
You laugh as you pull away from him. “Oh shut up you’re like a quarter french.”
“My name makes it half.”
Before you can continue to call him on his bullshit, the bell for class rings and you have to go to third period which is Mr. Anderson’s class.
“Oh Jacq, do we have a sub in Anderson’s class?”
“How’d you know?”
“ I didn’t. I was hoping for it though. I had a weird interaction with Anderson outside of class.”
“Is it because you guys argued about which decade was best again?”
“It’s not my fault we had better movies! Plus peak television. I’m still looking for who shot JR. And there was history made when Alexis called Krystle a bitch. The first time it was ever said on primetime TV.”
Jacques sighs, filled with regret. “Why did I even ask? Look for whatever happened, I’m glad you can avoid addressing it for another 24 hours. Just like I will do to you if you don’t shut up.”
“Like you could go that long without talking to your personal musipedia.”
“They have this thing called shazam.”
“Yeah but I’m cuter.”
Jacques ruffles pats your head. “Yes you are. Now go make me proud okay?” You smile at him “C+ it is.”
Jacques dabs fake tears from his eyes. “I’ve never been more proud.”
“Do I want to know?” It’s Ms. Fields. You and Jacques' favorite teacher.
You answer. “It’s best if you don’t.”
She nods her head. “Good to know. C’mon Jacques, today we’re going over the war of 1812.”
“So nap time?”
You slightly shove him into the class which makes Ms. Fields chuckle.
“Be good.”
“Bite me.”
You roll your eyes. “I’m sorry about him. I’ll catch you later Ms. Fields.”
“I’ll see you in class, hon.”
You nod and keep making your way to class. You decide to switch out Wally’s tape with your own. You love Wally’s taste but the music definitely got better later in the decade. Which is why when you hear “Raspberry Beret” You smile.
You walk into mr. Anderson's class still smiling, causing everyone to look at you. Including the dead.
You quickly make your way to your seat. You wait a couple of moments and are shocked when you don’t see Wally at your desk. You turn your head and your brows can’t help but furrow when you don’t see him.
You’re slightly disappointed but you figure he’ll come around when he’s ready.
Wally’s POV
They still make walkmans? No, they still have cassette tapes? Wally only half circles Retro as to not draw attention. He sees the walkman hanging on the waist of their jeans, and gently pulls it up. As he inspects the walkman he can tell it looks a little worn; like they bought it from a secondhand store.
Then he sees It. “W.Clark” written in black sharpie.
He drops the walkman but catches it last minute, so as not to break it. There’s too much going on in Wally’s brain to process what any of this means.
Wally takes the walkman and storms out of the classroom. He puts the headphones on his head only to hear “Never Gonna Give You Up” which is the icing on the cake to his frustration.
He knows you and Bea are close but that close? Wally knows it’s been 40 years but it still feels like yesterday. That tackle. It was so fast Wally barely felt the weight of the Behemoth that ended his life. It doesn’t mean it stung any less. His moms last words to him.
“Make me proud”
It comes flooding back at the memory. That anger, the exhaustion and defeat.
Letting these emotions consume him, with a scream Wally’s fist connects with a locker. And again. And again. He eventually has enough and has his forearms resting on the lockers while he catches his breath. Somehow, while his head is hanging low, his headphones catch his ear just in time to hear the beginning of “Deacon Blues”.
He chuckles. “The kid’s got taste.”
“Of course I do. And who are you calling Kid?”
Wally’s head turns in Retro’s direction. “Shouldn’t you be in class?”
“I had to take a leak. The bigger question is, how the hell are you able to listen to my music?”
“I can interact with the physical world but I don’t make an impact on it. So I can listen to your surprisingly good mixtape but I can’t skip a song I don’t like.”
Retro’s eyebrows furrow. “That doesn’t make sense. I mean have you tried with the walkman? It is yours afterall.”
Wally shakes his head with a chuckle. “I don’t think it’s going to make a diff–
Wally is cut off by his own shock as deacon blues cuts to September.
“See I told you.”
If Wally could pass out he would.
“Walls, you okay? You look like you’re gonna be sick.”
“I knew it. You’re the answer.”
“To what?”
“You’re going to help me cross over.”
My head aches as I look around at all the surprised faces staring down at me. I laugh a little until I see tears fill my teammates eyes, confused I look around seeing the surprise turn into horror and a gut wrenching scream. I didn't think it was that bad of a fall, what the fuck is happening? That's when I notice, they're not looking at me they're looking through me. I turn around and that's when I see it, my cold lifeless body laying on the ground with blood gushing from my skull.
Might write a wally x reader fic with this prompt idk yet