thing came up in my mind so i have to write it.
charles snapped back to reality when he saw crystal’s manicured fingers waving in front of his face. “charles? what are you…” she began, turning around to follow his line of sight which extended just past her ear.
“ah,” she said, quirking an eyebrow when her eyes fell on edwin, nose deep in notes for the case he was working on, his eyes flitting back and forth on the parchment with fervor.
“hm,” charles mumbled noncommittally, now leaning on his palm while he stared intently at the fluidity of the fingers that traced the lettering on the page.
“alright, spit it out,” crystal say, an amused roll of her eyes following the words.
“it’s just- it’s so fun to watch him when he gets like this. all caught up in his work. he’s so smart and good at everything. so… mm.”
“charles?”
“hm?” he asked, still not tearing his eyes away.
“have you ever heard of a competency kink?” she asked, trying to suppress a laugh.
“wh- a kink??? why are we talking about that???” he asked, his eyes finally ripped away from the other man, but not for long as he caught edwin rolling his sleeves up and brushing his hair out of his eyes.
crystal snapped in front of his face.
“pay attention, charles. a competency kink. it’s when you’re really attracted to when someone’s good at something.”
“yeah, sounds interesting,” he muttered, eyes fixed on where the end of edwin’s ballpoint pen was pinned between his teeth as he clearly analyzed something. he made a weak noise when he saw it.
“charles, for fuck’s sake, i think you have one,” she says, the laugh finally erupting at the absurdity of his steely focus.
“what? no. isn’t that like… normal? it’s nice when someone’s good at something,” charles defended, a bit flushed.
“yeah, well, no one looks at someone like that unless they want to bone them while they talk about quantum physics or some shit,” she said plainly, the amused grin still prevalent.
charles made a noise like he had just been punched in the chest at the idea.
“and now you’re thinking about it, aren’t you? god dude, just go get your man. we’re never gonna finish this conversation until you can say what you need to.”
“he’s not my man-“ charles tried weakly.
“don’t care, go,” she said, pushing him forward.
“EDWIN!! what are you working on mate?” he called, grinning as he looked over his shoulder and discretely took his bottom lip into his mouth.
“god, i’m so good at this.”
sorry still thinking about Janet pyromania set to Ethel Cain 💔💔💔
My philosophy teacher is literally a genius. He studied at one of the most prestigious french university. He did a thesis in *both* philosophy and astronomy.
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friends. romans. countrymen. i am asking. i am begging. please use headphones when consuming audio content in a shared space.
Thinking about how if Jenny did come to London with the others, and if Monty does manage to turn back into a human and ends up joining the agency... there's seven members of the agency. Which means that there's one that matches up with each member of the Endless.
Edwin---well, that one's obvious, isn't it? He's come face to face with Despair, walked in her domain, stared her in the eyes as she quietly declared that they were friends now. He is, at his core, deeply and profoundly sad, and there's no denying that. Until Edwin allows himself to be happy, Despair will always have her hooks in his heart, and even when he's free of them, she will always linger in the faintest parts of his ghostly aura, will always be there whenever he travels through a mirror.
Charles... oh, Charles. We all know which of the Endless he would be the most affected by, don't we? He claims that he can't say he's in love with Edwin back, but the minute those words left his mouth, Desire was up there in their domain, cackling at how fucking idiotic this boy is. If we get a season 2, we will absolutely see them taunting Charles, purring into his ear that they know how much he's been ignoring his own desires and wouldn't it be nice to just acknowledge it, darling? Edwin was able to tell you, why can't you just say it back?
Crystal already feels as if she's losing her mind half the time, and doubly so now that she's fully warring with two very separate sides of herself. Would it really be a stretch for her to try to help a lonely-looking girl with wild red hair one night, only to touch her and immediately get pulled into a world that is a riot of color and confusion and things that don't and shouldn't exist? Delirium would probably be kind to her---her default state tends to be kind, even if not everyone sees it that way---but I doubt Crystal would have a good time there, even as Delirium compliments her on her name and proudly proclaims that she's a shiny rock and a pretty building and a football team and a flying machine all in one.
Niko's lost somewhere right now, and we all know she has a long journey home. I don't think it would be unlikely for her journey to eventually lead her to a palace with a roof made of stars, or a library full of every book that has ever been written---and every book that never has. And Dream might see this girl who doesn't belong in his world, but who can't take his sister's hand, and show her the way back to her friends. After all, she's lost so much and is still full of so much hope, and how could Dream not admire someone like that?
Monty... well, he spends all his time looking up at the stars, and not just because they sparkle and shine and all of his crow instincts say that they're treasures meant to be plucked from the sky. He wants to know the future, his future, to find out whether or not he can be something other than just a witch's pet. And maybe, some of his wanderings will one day lead him into a labyrinth, and he'll come out the other side in the garden of Destiny. Will Destiny let Monty read from his book? Probably not, but I think being there might be comfort enough.
There's a slim chance of Jenny ever meeting Destruction, but they are more similar than you may think. Jenny, like him, is a prodigal who left her post, whose life always seems to fall apart, who struggles with a whirlwind of emotions that she can barely comprehend. And while he's off in a secluded land, finding new ways to channel creation rather than the purpose he was made for, she's rebuilding her life, as crazy as it may be.
And, well... we all know who the Night Nurse works for.
Genuinely can't express how heartbroken I am over the cancellation of Dead Boy Detectives after just 1 season. It's become such a source of joy and inspiration in my life even though it's been released only a few months ago.
It's been a light during sad and bleak times, and I don't know how to deal with the news other than by saying - tweet at Netflix. They don't care about tumblr, use other platforms to bug the absolute hell out of them. Be polite and don't make multiple social media accounts since it can make you look like a bot.
@netflix everywhere you can, email them, make noise wherever you can. Make #RenewDeadBoyDetectives trend on Twitter!!!
And please, if the show meant something to you, don't stop engaging with the fandom!! I'm truly emotionally destroyed rn, but I don't want to give up what this community has given me so far 💔
Support each other and let netflix know they've made a mistake!!
Reblog to make him lose another 200 billion, like to make him lose 1 billion
i think ultimately you do really have to kill that part of your brain that vividly imagines how you would redo parts of your life.