#Niko Sasaki

[dany996]

Just realized Niko was the only one allowed to hug Edwin after Charles. I love their friendship sm

[dbdakindy]

oh also!!! who loves bugs, and who is terrified of them?

We loved this question! Bugs are so divisive among even our littlest friends.

Niko and Crystal actually love bugs! They're not scared. Niko loves ladybugs, especially.

Thomas really wants to be friends with butterflies. If only they would stop running away!

Charles and Edwin hate bugs—especially Edwin hates spiders so, so much. He has nightmares about them that cause him existential terror for weeks. Charles will try to protect Edwin from them, but he's really scared, too.

And Monty...?

Well, you guessed it...

Monty tries to eat the bugs.

[wetfloor-sign09]

AAWW

[shipspainfulships]

Edwin: I'm so happy, I could kiss you!

Charles: Um... Neat

*later*

Charles, lying face down on Crystal's bed: I said "neat" Crystal. Who the fuck says neat these days. It's not neat to say neat, but I said it anyways because I'm fucking stupid.

Crystal, scrolling on her phone: Don't beat yourself up too much Charles. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I said when Niko first confessed her love for me?

Charles: Didn't you thank her?

Crystal, putting the phone down, looking at the ceiling: I fucking thanked her.

[incorrect-deadboy-quotes]

Niko: Wow, you're so brave! You didn't even hesitate to throw yourself into danger! Charles: That's because I have no regard for my own personal safety. You can ask Edwin. Edwin: I have never been more stressed in my life.

[sylveaugust]

Is Charles PAVLOV-ING Edwin??

i didn't get to quite as many scribbles as i'd hoped bc of life stuff, BUT here's the first one, you can tell i'm a little rusty

(ko-fi)

[savethedeadboys]

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[fan-a-tink]

Just noticed that this shot of Niko in the dandelions is a kind of parallel to Crystal in the petals four episodes later...

[mellxncollie]

The Cat King, Crystal Palace & Niko Sasaki | Dead Boy Detectives 1.08

[mementomoriwithacherryontop]

This is a fabulous fic idea.

I have this Payneland fic idea: Niko is so furious when she learns that Edwin’s death was labeled an "act of God" that she demands the Lost and Found Department change it.

They do - and offer to give Edwin his life back. Of course he refuses. He doesn't want to be alive without Charles. So, after long debate they extend the offer to Charles. They get a genie or fae to give them their lives back. They get back to the state they were in before their deaths. RIGHT before their deaths. Edwin is fine. A few bruises, robe burns, nothing he can’t handle. But Charles is like Edwin found him in the attic.

So, they rush him to the ER, Edwin staying calm, speaking gently and holding his hand. But when Charles is out of his sight in the hospital he breaks down and Niko and Crystal hold his hand for hours while waiting for news.

[read-write-thrive]

Charles Rowland Week Day Two - Chorb/Comfort

After over three decades as ghosts, you would think that Charles and Edwin would have a good grasp on what ghosts can and can’t do, or even what ghosts could or couldn’t feel, so, etc. Like, ghosts can eat, but it tastes awful. Ghosts can’t sleep at all. That sort of thing. Edwin called them “ghost rules”. Charles also called them ghost rules, but he did his best not to talk about them at all unless directly asked. He’d opened up about missing being alive and all that baggage, yeah, but no need to poke at it, alright?

But lately they’d discovered a new ghost “rule” (ability? Function? Who knows) completely on accident. You see, after the entire fiasco with Esther (and the following quest to get Niko back) the boys had been, frankly, exhausted. They’d done a lot in their thirty years but never so much in so little time. It was weird, to say the least.

“Are you guys sure you’re okay? We can stick around—“ Crystal had tried as they all but herded the girls out of the office. It was past midnight and they should’ve left hours ago, but the boys must look especially bad if their looks were anything to go by.

However, this exhaustion was wearing on the boy’s patience (well, Edwin’s, but Charles had to mediate so it was getting to him too) and frankly, they needed a break. Charles was happy to say as much.

“Nope, all good here! In fact, I think we’ve all earned some time off, so maybe take the next few days to rest, yeah? You sure you don’t want us to walk with you to the tube?” Even his face hurt from smiling, which hasn’t happened since long before he died. There was an alarm bell in the back of his head, but he felt too exhausted to have a proper look at it. He just needed a break is all.

The girls shared a look again. Is this how people felt when he and Edwin did that? Charles didn’t realise it was so annoying.

“We���ll be fine. You have my number right? If anything happens?” Crystal pulled on her coat and helped Niko with her accidentally inside-out sleeve, “And you’re sure that ancient landline even works?”

“As I’ve said, the phone was enchanted to work even without electricity. Barring extremely dire circumstances, it works.” Edwin snapped, lighter than his proper angry tone but still on the edge.

“Do you want us to call you before coming back?” Niko asked towards Edwin, but with a significant, pointed glance at Charles. Charles knew there was something in that look, too, but thinking felt a little difficult at the minute. His head kinda felt like the jar of bees. Maybe he should fish it out of the backpack to compare.

Edwin replied to Niko kinder than he’d been with Crystal but not by much. Crystal snapped at him, probably about his tone with Niko, and then those two were arguing again. Charles really should break it up so the girls could get back to their flat.

God, was this a migraine? Could ghosts get migraines? It’d be just his luck, too. Was there ghost paracetamol he could take? He’d have to dry swallow it since the drink would taste like sand—

There was a hand waving in front of his face. Someone grabbed his arm and shook him. Suddenly Edwin grabbed him by the shoulders, staring him down intently. He was saying something, too. Charles moved to smile and nod, even as he had no idea what was going on, but that seemed to make the pain spike again. He flinched against it. He crossed his arms across himself, though he couldn’t say why. Comfort? Warmth? Guess it didn’t matter much, really.

Several sets of hands were pushing him somewhere—oh, the sofa, right. That seemed like a good idea. Weren’t the girls going somewhere? Or supposed to be, at least. He assumed they were some of the other hands pushing and pulling him along.

He landed on the sofa with little grace, the bouncing making something pulse in his brain is a not nice way. Edwin was there again, hands on Charles’s cheeks and forehead as if checking for fever. It was silly—surely ghosts couldn’t get fevers, if they didn’t have bodies. Edwin knows that.

They were talking to him again. It sounded like he was underwater, sound carrying but only barely. Oh, right. Ghosts weren’t supposed to have whatever was happening now, either. That would explain Edwin’s furious note taking and fussing. Niko was up and about helping him, which meant Crystal had to be the one next to him. Turning his head felt like a bad idea, so he was glad they only had so many people in the vicinity. Process of elimination and all that.

Pain struck at his abdomen next, dull ache turning stabbing in the matter of minutes. He curled in on himself, bringing his feet up onto the sofa and his knees to his face. Clutching at his stomach, Charles squeezed his eyes shut and pressed his forehead into his knees. Maybe if he just curled up tight enough—

It was like his ears popped and every joint cracked at the same time. Charles was pretty sure it was an audible pop! too. But suddenly everything was peaceful, like he was stretched out and condensed into the best full-body hug at the same time. The world was a warm yellow, bright but comfortable. Sure he couldn’t see his friends anymore, but it was blessed relief from whatever the bloody hell that pain was and Charles was absolutely going to bask in it.

After a minute or two of adjusting, Charles realised he could almost hear what was happening in the office. Crystal and Edwin were fighting again, though now Niko seemed to be— cooing over something? Muttering reassurances? He couldn’t catch all the words, but he was pretty sure that was her “finding a literal creature and/or inanimate object adorable” voice. Who/what was she talking to? Shouldn’t she be splitting up the other two? Actually, weren’t the girls supposed to be heading home?

He wanted to ask all of that, but this blissful state didn’t grant him the power of speech, apparently. Charles’s questions came out as a humming noise instead. Surely this should be worrying him—no sight, no speech, hell he’s pretty sure no body—but it was hard to feel worried, or frustrated, or sad here. He felt so good, why would he ruin it with all that? Besides, taking a step back and being relieved of his headache gave him the chance to carefully consider what had just happened.

And he would do that. Definitely. At some point. Look, this was probably the closest he’d gotten to sleep in over thirty years, you can’t blame him for wanting to bask in it for a while, alright? Just a little bit, so Edwin doesn’t kill Crystal (or Crystal somehow double kills Edwin). A bit of rest then he’d figure out how to go back.

~

When Charles “popped” again, returning to the mortal plane or whatever, it was to a pile of blankets and pillows in the middle of the office, wood burning stove lit and his three best friends circled around him. Thankfully they left him enough room to not pop on top of someone.

The girls were asleep, but Edwin was instantly focused on Charles. He went so far as to scurry forward, kneeling between Charles’s flailed legs to, again nonsensically, press at his face for a fever that wasn’t there.

“Charles, you’re back! Are you alright? Do you know what happened? Lord, I— we were worried.” Edwin admitted, dropping his hands and rocking back on his heals to create a smidge more distance.

Charles, genuinely smiling this time, decided he wasn’t a fan of this embarrassment or shame or whatever it was Edwin was dealing with. So, naturally, he leaned forward and threw his arms around his best mate.

“Oh, mate, it was brills…”

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Day two of @charles-rowland-week !! I am vvvvv sleepy rn so if there’s mistakes no there isn’t 😌 hope y’all enjoyed!

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[dbdakindy]

Omggg all the little ones are sooo cute!!! Tell me, are there any fights at snack time? Who is the most resistant to nap time?

Thank you for your question! We think these little cuties are pretty great, too.

Usually, snack time is quite peaceful! There are some students (Charles and Niko) who love getting to pass out snacks, but Miss Nurse makes everyone take turns. Some snacks are provided by the school, and sometimes parents donate snacks.

Snack time is a great place to practice manners.

Miss Nurse makes sure that each student follows this snack-time script to reinforce polite behaviour:

Today, it is Thomas's turn to hand out snacks.

Despite what he thinks, his Papu bought the animal biscuits at Fami-Mart. (In his defense, his Papu is always making him so many cool things, so we're not surprised he really believes Papu made the biscuits, too.)

Along with the biscuits, students can drink water or unsweetened tea from their water bottles they bring from home. No juice is allowed, as it is bad for dentition and has too much sugar.

Once each day, the children of Miss Nurses's class have a 45-minute nap time. Most of the children actually enjoy this time. Each child had their own bedding provided from home (don't worry, it goes home for washing every Friday!) and so their beds are familiar and comfortable.

Charles loves nap time at school. He snuggles Mr Kutta and is out like a light. Crystal brings her bonnet to protect her hair. Niko's mama sprays lavender on Niko's pillow each Monday, which Niko loves. Monty and Thomas play hard at school, so they sleep hard, too.

It's only Edwin who has a very difficult time falling to sleep at school. Most days, he stays awake just thinking about lots of things. He has a difficult time falling asleep at home, too.

Here is everyone during nap time. Shoes off, socks optional!

[mrnightingale]

Edwin and Niko. It's them.

I was scrolling and I really thought it was them for the first few seconds. (I follow this account, they're all so funny and really beautiful and strong and graceful I love them sm, y'all should take a look✨✨✨)

But yeah. Just. I think at this point we all agree that Ballet AU Edwin and Niko always dance theirs pas de deux together and I'm here for it.

[deadboydetectivesart]

Niko in a Pokémon AU!!