#crystals rambles

[the-official-legacies-blog]

Random-ass ramble

Istg when Legacies finally comes out people better not erase Berat's Demiromantism and Demisexuality- 😭

P l e a s e I made Berat Demisexual and Demiromantic for a reason (The reason being that I couldn't find any forms of media with Demisexual and Demiromantic representation *Sob*)

This also applies to the other sex-repulsed and/or romance-repulsed AroAce spec characters in Legacies-

[crystalsandbubbletea]

Watching Restoration and NINER? MY WIFE!?

EAJEJWJJWHEBE LOSING MY MIND-

[eclipsedcrystalstar]

Can you tell me about Draconis he seems silly

Draconis is a CV Solar variant that met a SAMS universe after his own brothers were made. He was entrusted with the star and kept the universe safe, after the main conflicts the show’s cast mostly went on with their lives regularly, but Draconis kept the star and while he didn’t make himself a Lord, he still has the immense power of one. He used it to make himself, along with his brothers, immortal and invulnerable

Draconis traveled to other dimensions, ones with evil Lords that he had seen while protecting this world. He overthrew the lords, stealing their stars for himself. He ended up initially with 5 stars including his original. His universe’s Sun and Moon, now named Asuia and Alwaid, a star each and kept the other three for himself. He found a Lady Lunar universe, where my CV Lunar became a ruler with a star. He took the star and adopted the version of himself from that universe, Servant Solar, now named Tyl. He would later get two more stars, they serve as his pupils in his design.

All his star activities had attracted the attention of a lot of the astrals, especially his main universe ones. Most of them decided to not make themselves significantly known to him with how dangerous he could be, but Aries and Leo both decided to interact anyways. Aries ended up getting really close with Draconis and after a lot of discussion of what was most comfortable with them they got into a queerplatonic relationship

[dcxdpdabbles]

I am feral for fake dating au and alley boyfriends goes so hard, I am on my hands and knees begging for a part 3

Tim's afternoon meeting gets canceled due to three of the members coming down with the flu. Usually, he would have just sent them a recording of what they missed, but since the three were presenting and the meeting was meant to be with the five department heads, he feels it would be best to reschedule.

There was only so much HR could report to him, after all. This meant he had the entire afternoon off.

Tim usually uses the free time he finds himself with to get a head start on other work. Maybe even some crake some cases. But today, he knew Danny was off from his job. His roommate was likely at home watching that new show he really got into.

Last night, he explained the entire plot over their dinner- Danny came from one of those families that always ate dinner at the same time- and went as far as to reveal fun facts he learned about the production team in charge of his show.

Tim didn't understand why Danny was so excited to know the lighting effects used only for a particular character. Nor did he find it as fascinating.

However, watching him get excitable was endearing enough that he listened to the whole thing. Then, he sat down to watch the show, finding it adorable that Danny couldn't stop speaking to the screen as if the characters could hear him.

Tim stares at his computer screen, trying his best to get himself to focus. The data sheets needed some work, but he had two weeks to complete it, and he really wasn't in the mood to verify so much work if he wasn't completely focused.

He glances at the clock, watching the little red hand tick. He insisted on having a face clock in his office instead of just having an electrical one because he found the ticking sound comforting.

Now, it merely annoyed him. That only happens when he's been trapped inside the office for too long or gone out as Red Robin so much he neglected his Tim Drake side. He could take the afternoon off, but what fun would that be?

He had also been trapped at home for a long time, working remotely whenever he could. Tim wanted to go out, but he didn't want to do that alone.

It would be so dull to just go to the same places on his lonesome as it would be sitting in his office or in his room. He could play video games or watch a movie with his roommate, but it wasn't the same of getting outside for a little while

His eyes landed on his cell phone. He could call Danny and ask if he wanted to go out today, but he had no idea what to do. He could take Danny shopping again- apparently, his roommate had no actual use for suits at his barista job, so the two had gone to the mall and gotten him some jeans and t-shirts, but the other seemed tired of that the last time.

Tim didn't want to spend money at the movies either because he wanted to do something active. The problem was that Danny hated spots with a passion and wasn't one for hiking or walking. They could go to a place to eat, but going out just for food wasn't something they could fill a whole afternoon with, not to mention Gotham's cold wave had most of the hang-out places closed until summer.

How hard was it to think of something to do in a city this big?

His eyes shift over to his computer before he caves. He quickly changes the docking station on his work computer to his personal laptop, eyes dancing between his two monitors.

He types into the search engine Where to take your roommate in Gotham City.. The first result is a list of locations, but Tim finds that they are all well-known tourist places, which is something he would rather avoid. He's just not up for a big crowd.

The following result is restaurants to try, which again isn't enough to fill the entire afternoon with- he notes to visit the ramen place because Danny mentioned he wanted to have some three days ago. He grows irritated with the similar lists he clicks until he stumbles across a new store that opened only a week ago.

It's new enough that most people don't know about it, which means they could enjoy a fun new activity since it is a random Tuesday.

Tim checks the store times, confirms that they could be there for a few hours and then reaches for his phone. Three taps later, a dull ringing sounds in his ear as he waits for Danny to answer.

Initially, he didn't want to go shopping, but he thought Danny would enjoy this shop more than any clothes store.

"Yellow?" Danny chirps in his ear, warm and bright. His voice reminds him of the comfortable nights when he's brewing Tim a lovely London Fog Late.

At once, Tim feels himself relaxed. "Hey, Danny. I have the afternoon off. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out?"

"Oh, sure! What do you want to do?"

Tim looks up at the screen. "How would you like to go to a place that lets you design your own succulent and offers an entire room filled with decorations to personalize it?

"I'll be ready in fifteen minutes!" Danny shouts the sound of crashes accompanying his voice as he likely leaps from the couch. "How expensive is it?"

"Oh, don't worry about that. I'll pay for everything." Tim tells Danny just as Tam and three interns wander into his office. He holds up a finger at them, listening to Danny loudly proclaim he wants to be the one to treat Tim.

It's sweet, but Tim had so much money he didn't know what to do. Danny was saving up to buy his own car- and the last time Tim offered to buy him one, his roommate had refused to make him the Red Robin Rush for a week.

"Don't worry about money, Danny. Just get dressed, and tonight, you can make it up to me the usual way." He says, feeling a slow, smug smile spread across his face as Danny rushes to the coffee station to check through the tea they had.

"I'll do something even better. It's a new trick I picked up, but it's guaranteed to keep you up all night." Danny tells him as he fumbles with his clothes- likely changing- which is loud enough to echo from his phone speakers. An intern shifts, uncomfortable on his feet.

Tam raises an impressed eyebrow, which, for some reason, makes Tim slightly embarrassed. His face turns a bit red as he hastily tells his roommate. "I should be picking you up in an hour."

"Wait, what do I wear for this? I will not repeat O'malley's."

Tim's face turns redder at the reminder of last week's blunder. It wasn't his fault that what he considered casual clothes were what Danny thought were formal. He told the man to meet him at the restaurant after work, not considering it upscale since it was only served dinner, and once again, Danny's outfit had him stopped at the door by a worker who didn't think he was dressed the part.

"Just wear that outfit I like. The blue one." He tells him about the black sweatshirt with blue stripes and a fluffy black and blue sweater. It was the warmest, most stylish thing Danny women meant for streetwear, and he knew it would be a bit chilly in the evening.

"Alright. See you soon. Text me when you are outside. Byeeeee"

"Bye," Tim hangs up and offers the three interns and impressed secretary a sheepish look. "Sorry about that. How can I help you?"

Tam steps forward, waving a hand at the two young men and single women older than him by a few years. They straighten up as his PA speaks. "I just wanted to introduce the interns that start tomorrow; it won't take more than five minutes if you have to be somewhere soon."

"It's lovely to meet you all. " Tim smiles, ignoring the wide-eyed stare the one on the left is giving him. The introductions don't take long at all, but Tim still feels restless when he grabs his coat and rushes past Tam's empty desk. He leaves a note on her desk telling her he took the afternoon off and practically skips down to the parking garage.

He is unaware of the rumors circulating among his employees after a particular intern on the left let it slip he overheard Mr. Drake talking to his lover like their relationship was....like that. He is even more unaware that the second he picks up Danny from the front of their building, five shadows break into his penthouse and search the place for any drugs.

He is too busy picking out crystals with his roommate, who babbles about their effects on ghosts, memorized by his silly random knowledge again.

Meanwhile, Bruce is horrified to find some green liquid in the second bedroom. He's not sure why Tim or Danny have to separate rooms if they truly are lovers, but the fact this was hidden in the room by the other boy gives Jason's idea of Tim living with his dealer aan uncomfortable amount of credit.

He returned a sample to the Cave when his other children reported nothing. They refrained from planting any bugs just because Tim would find them, and it would stop him from trusting them should they have to give him a proper introduction.

Upon conducting some tests, despite the similar appearance to the Lazarus pits, results showed it's closer to the formula of Mr. Freeze's ice ray but in liquid form.

Why would Fenton hide this? What was he up to? Did Tim know that Fenton had cut an entire part of the wall to hide jars and jars of this goo?

[resourcds]

can't get over how every person in dead boy detectives is lonely. charles and edwin, obviously, but also crystal, niko, jenny, monty, cat king, and even esther, kingham & litty honestly. like they've all had some part of their life centered around this loneliness and for the most part look towards each other to cure it (not all, obviously, cough esther cough). something something the feeling of growing up queer and finding your people once you're able to leave the home you were brought up in and beginning to heal that lonely kid in you that always felt like an outsider growing up

[geode-crystal]

That moment when Caretaker calls Whumpee's name... and gets cut off.

Maybe it's an attack, an ambush, Whumper sneaking up on Caretaker in the middle of their desperate search.

Maybe Whumpee was just bait, and Caretaker didn't see the trap until it was too late.

Maybe Caretaker has been calling for hours, and their voice simply gives out on them.

Maybe Caretaker cuts themself off. Maybe the shock of seeing Whumpee in the horrible state they were left in is just too much for them.

[pippin-katz]

Every time I read a fic where Charles has some serious self-worth issues, I think, “Man, this is kind of overdoing it.”

Then I remember that this is an actual scene from the show:

He pauses for so long before he just says “No”. The fact that Charles has nothing to say in response to that question is so telling. I can feel the way he wants to say, “That doesn’t matter.” or something similar, but he doesn’t because he knows that will upset Crystal.

Charles does not give a fuck if anything happens to him. He would rather be trapped in Hell with Edwin forever than exist anywhere else without him. When you stop to think about that, it's actually a little insane.

[falling-star-cygnus]

Edwin might have Scary Dog Privileges but i think Charles would genuinely be crushed if he found out he was the scary dog -> it's also kinda funny that this dynamic switches once you get to know the two

[the four of them are chilling in the office, because Niko is alive and im not open to criticisms actually, thank you] [Charles had just shooed off a particularly nasty client- a nasty nasty client that resulted in the agency closing early. Or least going on break] [Edwin is on the couch, reading, while the other three are sitting on the floor playing cards] Crystal, tossing a blue 3 into a steadily growing pile: You know, it's so nice not having to deal with people like that anymore Charles, taking his turn: People like what? Crystal: You know- assholes like that guy. Who think they can be rude to service workers just because they're 'paying' [Niko nods emphatically as she debates on the best card, while Edwin doesn't even look away from his book] Edwin, briefly reaching down to squeeze his partner's shoulder: I can tell you Charles has never once let that kind of abhorrent behavior slide, especially not in this office. You needn't worry Niko, finally laying down a yellow three: That true, it's like having our own scary dog.. but instead of robbers, he scares off rude people. And spirits [Crystal snickers, her fingers primed to set down a yellow skip] Crystal: And Night Nurses. Charles, with the face of a people pleaser obviously about to crack: ...you guys think I'm scary? [Everybody freezes- Edwin on the couch, Crystal with her skip, and Niko with remaining two cards] [Edwin finally looks up from his book to glare incredulously at Crystal from over Charles' head. Crystal quickly chooses a new card] Crystal, shaking her head: ...no- No no, no no no.. it's a- it's a joke! [The game is quickly abandoned in favor of Niko and Crystal scooting closer on opposite sides of Charles- the latter holding her phone out with one of those 'reasons i feel safe walking alone' videos open and playing] [Edwin leans over Charles' head to watch too, his hand laying almost protectively on the other boy's shoulder]

[petvampire]

… I’m just saying that Crystal Palace deserves to have big, fuck-off, enchanted crystal-studded brass knuckles for fighting supernatural things. Girl is clearly not afraid to throw hands, she deserves it.

[etirabys]

a frustrating thing about battle royale stories is that they take place in a world where there's a massive popular appetite to see torture and death, the existence of this appetite is the main moral evil of the story (so far so fine), and the author tends to pretend this is also a huge problem in our world so that their work can stand as a Commentary On Real Evil. when the world their actual readership lives in has the opposite problem – too squeamish about seeing torture and death and coercion and collectively agrees to sequester it out of view so that nice things can keep being available for under five dollars at the grocery store

[stars-on-my-bedroom-ceiling]

it's me and my gay fanfiction against the world

[crystalsandbubbletea]

Alright fellas I caved-

So a while ago I said because Red vs Blue is over I might make my own machinima series...

And well... That is something that I will actually do

Unfortunately it's gonna have to wait for a while because my mom doesn't like the idea of me doing videos and uploading them online, she prefers for me to wait for when I'm an adult (Note: I'm 17 so idk if she means until I'm 18-19 or until I'm 20+)-

That ain't gonna stop me from planning things though, in fact I'm gonna work on the ideas right now

... Okay, maybe not now, brain is currently exhausted from school 🤧

[eclipsedcrystalstar]

hiii @sunandmoonshow-unofficial you got me thinking about the shared silly once again and his anger

You mentioned how making his anger part of his identity can lead to him hurting others, and it's just bouncing around my brain how much he makes it part of his identity even though it's something that harms all his relationships with the others and himself eventually. That how after hurting others instead of addressing it as an issue he just turns his anger on himself because it's so entwined with his identity to him that he sees it as a fundamental problem with him as a person rather than an issue with how he handles his emotions.

[emi-the-gremlin]

Ok but why is this literally Crystal, Charles and Edwin?

[travelers-ward]

I wish... I wish we could get the chance to tell G'raha how loved he is.

Romantic headcanons of each player (which are valid) notwithstanding, he is loved so deeply by so many people in canon, yet he is so singularly-focused on his mission that he doesn't seem to notice. This man, who sought to sacrifice himself for the sake of the world and us and intended for neither us nor the world to ever find out. This man, who asked if he would merit a footnote in our story someday. I just wish we could make him see.

How Rammbroes talked about him after he shut himself in the Crystal Tower. The final letter from the Ironworks crew in the alternate timeline, locked away in the depths of the Tower, addressed to him, entrusting him with all their hopes. How contrary to his expectations, WoL remembered him, and cried out his name desperately when he was about to sacrifice himself. The city that he watched over for a century, generations of people who loved him so very, very dearly. Does he know how they cried when he left? How Lyna cried? How she worries about him still? (that part, at least, we did tell him). They way Alisaie teases him like he's family, her absolutely devastated scream when he sacrificed himself at Ultima Thule.

This man who constantly devotes his all to helping others, because he can't help but love the whole world, yet thinks his efforts are insignificant in comparison to everyone else, thinks he won't be remembered by others even as he gives all he has to save them, never seems to notice that his kindness has mattered to so many people, who care so deeply for him.

I just wish we could tell him, you know?

[arkacarian]

Saw a post for the briefest moment and then immediately went digging through Kirby 64 concept art and

RIBBON EATS BUGS. SHE EATS BUGS. FAIRIES ARE WEIRD AND STRANGE CREATURES!!!!!!!!!