#i just want to see reckless edwin

[angelscometrue]

an AU when Edwin goes reckless after season 1. He lost Niko, Charles starts dating Crystal and he feels after escaping hell twice he has no motivation to keep working. He starts spiraling, like going to the cat king, being too risky with magic spells and just starting to get on the "bad side"

Charles and Crystal wont notice too taken on each other and Crystal living problems, until something really bad happens to Edwin and they realize too late what is going on...

[finleycannotdraw]

I am actually so emotionally destroyed by Crystal’s arc in this season. She comes in with no memories but she’s still angry, impatient, and rude sometimes—nothing like how she used to be, but her brain definitely remembers her habits even if she doesn’t remember the context.

And then Charles doesn’t get angry when she insults him, and Edwin matches her snappiness perfectly but still grows to value her. Her parents were so neglectful she probably became an asshole as part of a way to protect herself (causing an “any attention is good attention, including negative attention” mindset). So with the boys, she is faced with people who will actually engage with her when she intentionally challenges them, instead of just yelling at her or ignoring her. And it begins to change her immediately.

She goes from making someone walk into traffic to “I just want to help.” To “I have friends, I’m helping people, what more do I need?” She immediately volunteers to help Becky Aspen. She stops using her powers on random people. She takes Charles’ words to heart when he tells her she needs to let them in. She learns how to work with Edwin when Charles is in trouble.

And even though she has no memory of her parents, she still desperately wants to be reunited with them, even though if she had remembered them, she probably wouldn’t have bothered. “My parents won’t even care”, she says flippantly on the phone. And then when she does call them, they don’t care. But without her memory, at her core, Crystal wants her parents to care. She wanted them to care even when she would hide it behind recklessness and cruelty. This is common in kids with neglectful parents. She had so much hope when it was the anglerfish, and she had so much hope even after she began to remember her old life.

Old Crystal never would’ve tried to talk Esther Finch down by telling her about how toxic anger is and how important it is to choose to do good. And New Crystal wouldn’t have done that either if she didn’t truly believe it.

And at the end, when she gets her memories back, she is horrified by what she sees, by the kind of person she used to be.

Michael from The Good Place says: People improve when they get external love and support. How can we hold it against them when they don’t?

Crystal is a perfect representation of this statement and I will not sit here and let people talk bad about her.

[feelingthedisaster]

so, me and my mom's bonding activity is to watch shows together, so this means i get to hear her live commentary and opinions. i made a list of my favourites

(disclaimer: this doesnt mean i agree/support what she said)

she talked about jared padalacki and jensen ackles's hotness through supernatural, but not like who's hotter or aged like wine/aged badly, she talked about it in an analytical sense: how the producers used their physical attributes for views and how it changed their portrait as the fans reacted/the actores aged (she says sam started as the 'pretty boy' of the show but as it progressed it stopped)

she insists the actor of eddie was going through some health issues during the filming of season six of 911. her reasoning is that they didnt show his abs as much as they did in the previus seasons so they were covering something up (yep, she went "im not seeing my regular order of firefighter abs, something is wrong")

on the same lane, she also says he got better bc they did show his abs more in season 7

"is this by netflix, right? the intros are all the same"

she diagnosed castiel with autism (she is a psychologist btw)

intense staring at me when rosa diaz came out as bi (which i obviusly ignored)

*watching the harry styles fanfiction movie* me: "dont you ever do that to me" / her: "all your faves are dead"

a lot of complains about the recycling and predictability of the plot of supernatural

an incredible awkard car conversation about lockwood's survivor guilt (we googled his backstory) as the reason of his reckless/almost suicidal actions [she clearly did not want to add to the conversation but i guess the psychologist in her had to]

spn s8, aaron flirting with dean scene "they are making dean gay, arent they?" (didnt tell her anything, there some things you gotta let them figure out on their own)

*edwin payne exists* "well, that's a repressed gay"

[context: we watch shows in english with english subtitles but we are not from a english speaking country, she learned english when she was young and i currently go to classes] me: "i dont need to study for the english test i have tomorrow, i just need to watch one more episode. in fact, tv is actively studying for the listening comphrension part" / her: "right, then im not procrastinating work, im just helping my daughter study for her test then" / "right" / "right"

[pipwasreal]

Day 5: magic + marking

Characters: Charles Rowland, Edwin Payne

Content warnings: marking, knifeplay

Now with an illustration by jube-art!

Charles has been trying to untangle the string of this yo-yo for ages. It's a handy back-up weapon, with the string magically extending as long as needed to hit a target, but it's a pain in the arse to manually reset afterward. He wonders if it'd be possible to add a retract function, like a vacuum cleaner.

"I believe I have found a way," Edwin says slowly, stepping out from behind the desk, "of ensuring we can find each other, should we ever be separated."

Glad of the distraction, Charles abandons the tangled mess on the floor and springs to his feet.

"That's brills, mate!"

Charles grins and Edwin smiles in return, but he still seems tentative, his fingertips pressed together in front of him and his thumbs circling each other.

"What's it involve, then?"

"It works a little like the enchantment on the tracking stones, only more... permanent."

Edwin gestures to a book laying open on the desk and Charles dutifully glances down at it.

A load of text he can't read, some fancy runes... and a helpful little diagram of two Medieval-looking people, hearts visible through their chests and a dotted line picked out in gold ink connecting them.

Charles looks back up at Edwin expectantly.

"Essentially, each person is marked with a rune, the runes are magically linked, and they can activate the connection between them as needed, with just touch and intent."

"What d'you mean, marked?"

By way of answer, Charles can only assume, Edwin begins to unbutton his shirt. They've been alone in the office all day, so Edwin is dressed down to his rolled-up shirtsleeves, collar undone. It delights Charles that only he gets to see Edwin this relaxed.

"I took the liberty of marking myself first," Edwin says, "to test if I could faithfully replicate the rune on spectral flesh."

He leaves the lower half of his shirt buttons still done up, moving instead to unbutton his undershirt.

The skin revealed is smooth and pale, with a few freckles and a sparse dusting of hair. The rune, inch high and intricate, is scar-white on his breastbone.

"You did that to yourself?" Charles gapes, impressed and... a little bit uncomfortable, if he's honest. It seems oddly reckless, for the usually careful Edwin.

"I did not wish to mention it until I was quite sure there would be no ill effects. Are you... amenable?"

Edwin looks almost shy, which makes Charles want to be bold.

"Yeah, course. Don't want to lose you, do I?"

Edwin smiles properly at that, teeth and dimples and all.

"Nor I you," he says softly.

Then he clears his throat, all business.

"Right, well," he says, "according to several sources, the placement of the mark is important. If you wouldn't mind removing your undershirt?"

Charles immediately pushes his braces down and tugs his singlet off over his head, baring his chest.

"And the implement."

Edwin picks up a small knife from the desk and holds it up for Charles to inspect.

It has runes etched into the curved blade and tooled into the dark green leather wrapping the handle. There's a dainty silver chain attached, for hanging from a wrist or belt, Charles guesses. It's a pretty little thing, but the blade is a wicked sharp claw.

Edwin rests the tip on Charles' breastbone.

"Now Charles, I'm afraid this may sting a little."

Coming from Edwin, with his disturbingly high pain tolerance, that probably means it's going to smart like blazes, but that's alright. Charles swallows, stuffs his fists into his trouser pockets and nods.

Edwin places his other hand carefully on Charles' shoulder, squeezes gently, and begins.

The pain is bad, but Charles has had worse. And it's kind of nice, having Edwin so close, focused so intently on him.

After what can't be more than a minute, but which feels much longer, Edwin lets go of his arm and steps back to survey his work.

Charles cranes his neck to look down at his own chest. The mark looks more like a pale scar than a fresh wound, and already the pain is fading.

"Kinda looks like an E, doesn't it?" Charles says.

Edwin tilts his head. "I suppose... a little. Back-to-front."

"Right way round from here. Looks good."

Edwin's critical expression softens into a hopeful smile when he meets Charles' eye.

"Shall we link them?"

Charles nods.

Edwin presses his right palm to the mark on his own chest, Charles mirrors him, then Edwin takes Charles' free hand in his. He says a few brief words in an unfamiliar language.

Charles doesn't have to ask if it worked because he can feel it, pulsing between them. He laughs, delighted and oddly relieved. When he closes his eyes he can see it, a gold thread guiding him home.

[that-trans-autistic-guy]

why i love the edwin-crystal sibling like relationship from memory and why it makes me love crystal even more

there simply isn't enough online about 1. how awesome crystal is as a character and 2. how awesome her and edwin's relationship is. so imma dump all my thoughts here from pure memory.

ep1: so yeah, they start rough. but when jenny points out to crystal that she's so focused on her own problems that she's ignoring everyone else's, just like how she said the boys did, she resolves to change that. she realized she was being unfair because it was pointed out and she decided to try and be better. when edwin breaks down, she's listening. she's listening and understanding. she tells this boy, who has not been the nicest to her but she's beginning to understand, that she gets it. that she sees him, that his unnoticed death matters to her. she sees the sharp, jagged, raw and emotional parts of a boy that she'd only seen as cold and logical thus far. and when his unusually timid voice asks if they can focus on becky's case, she agrees. in the butcher shop, she offers to once again explain the internet to edwin. implying that she'd already done so. and she says it without any condescendence. when she's knocked to the ground, edwin helps her up and they sort of cling to each other as charles is reckless.

ep2: not as much here from what i remember but there's still some stuff. edwin does actually commend her actions in luring the sprites out, followed by telling her not to do it again. from an emotionally repressed boy from a time when fixing each other's clothes was the most intimate thing you could do in public, thats quite a big step.

ep3: one of my personal faves. crystal is quick to point out that edwin is jealous of her and charles. she does actually assure him that nothing would happen and its just a small show of her care for his feelings. now, in the house, do they bicker and argue? yes they do. but i would argue that most of that is fueled by their anxiety and fear for charles. when crystal points out that charles has issues, he ultimately listens. its shown immediately the next ep when he tries to be better and offer himself as a safe space, something he wouldn't have thought to do without crystal's guidance. when they actually work together, its incredible. crystal literally fights her own personal demon to get back to the boys. edwin is trusting her enough to openly admit that he has no idea how a vhs works and trusts her to put in the work to save his person. when she's in danger, he pulls her out because he cares and she's given him reason to. she doesn't question when she comes out from her own head and edwin immediately asks for help, something he almost never does. when she talks about how she's a bad person, edwin immediately tells her that she isn't. he wastes no time in assuring her that she couldn't be anything but the person she is now. she also points out the moment charles' mask goes right back up and offers a lot of insight to edwin. because edwin hasn't really had a friend before charles and charles was already doing this when they met. he had no reason to think that it wasn't a normal thing. but crystal points it out and he notices, he listens and he learns.

ep4: this is another one i dont particularly remember much of these two from. the ep starts with edwin asking if charles wanted to talk about his father, something he never would have done without crystal's guidance. when edwin tells crystal and charles to go off together, she asks him if he's ok, which in the moment, is said in a somewhat joking tone. but once he's gone, she asks charles about it because she's concerned about him and she knows him well enough to know something's wrong. when she's angry that the washer woman didn't give her an answer, he apologizes genuinely because he does want the best for her.

ep5: this ep starts off with a lot of emotional maturity from crystal. she admits that she isn't in the right space to start a relationship and i'll be honest, i hadn't seen that from a show before. made me love her even more. one of my favorite moments of the show is them haunting twitchy ritchy. when he makes deprecating and homophobic 'jokes', crystal is quick to shut him down. and i would argue that she knew edwin was gay, i'd argue for hours. she notices his distress and immediately shuts the dude down, and hard. in return, when ritchy tries to be intimidating, edwin is the first to step in. he extinguishes the flame with a satisfied lil smirk and crystal didn't even have to look over to know that he would step in. and we don't really see it, but i'd bet watching edwin do childish little haunting things probably made her smile. it's a scene i think about all the time. when edwin shoos them away from the summoning and charles questions his choice, crystal sticks up for the decision. its small and unintentional, but there is an aspect where she admits that he's right. something she wouldn't do if she didn't like him and respect him. and when edwin realizes that marin killed the jocks, he's rushing out behind charles. hell it looks like he's pushing him forward to get them downstairs. crystal emphasizes at the end that she sympathizes with the boys, that it was a shitty thing to have in common that they were all victims. yet she offers her sympathy nonetheless. and when edwin says he's had enough emotion for the day, she isn't offended that he wasn't receptive or anything like that. she just smiles, knowing that he really can't handle a lot of emotions and she knows that he doesn't mean anything negative by it. she shows that she understands him and that she doesn't judge who he is.

ep6: when crystal loses her powers, she's scared to tell edwin. she says that she's afraid that he would consider her useless and toss her aside. but that stems from the fact that she really values him as a friend and is scared of being abandoned by the only people she has. and when edwin finds out, he is shocked sure but he's also concerned. he insists that he wouldn't have left her behind and she tells him that he would. its an emotional moment for her and i wouldn't write off that she's just really defensive in the moment. when she sees the boys in trouble, about to be dead-dead, that's when she regains her abilities because she cares about both of the boys and gods be damned if she's gonna let a witch tear them from her. and as the walk back, she leans into charles because she knows edwin doesn't like touch. but he's still right behind her, still nearby and offering silent support. and he goes the step of naming one of their plans after her, plain and simple. she shows her appreciation in the same slightly sarcastic tone they use with each other all the time.

ep7: so many thoughts. the second she finds out that edwin is in hell, she's already resolved to go get him. she has known the boy for a few weeks at most and she cares so much and is so selfless that she doesn't hesitate to volunteer to go to actual fucking hell. when she's told she can't? she tracks down her abusive demon ex who has literally tormented and plagued her mind nonstop. she walks right into his domain and demands he open her a door to hell. literally demands the person who has ruined her life to let her into hell to rescue her friend. when he refuses? she's ready to throw hands and doesn't hesitate to do so. and when the boys come back? yes, she does hug charles and not edwin, but she knows that isn't his thing. but when it cuts back to the teens after the night nurse speaks, you see her arm falling from edwin's. even though he hates hugs and she knows it, she still reached out and held his arm to show how happy she was that he was there, that he was safe. because even though he doesn't hug, she still needed to show him she was happy he was back. she talks about how she fought david and edwin expresses surprise and concern. her retort? 'it was the funniest thing. my friend got dragged to hell and i just had to try and help him.' she doesn't even think about hiding how much she cares and edwin's little smile just confirms how much it means to him.

ep8: when she's recovering her memories, edwin is there. he's watching over her with charles and that just hits something in me. he must have spent so long in the dollhouse exhausted, hoping someone would watch over him so he could be safe and rest. and when crystal is vulnerable, he's doing it. he watches over her as she calls her parents and the second she says that they didn't care, he is insisting that there must be some kind of explanation. every time she wakes up after eating the memory orbs, he rushing to her right beside charles. and i'd bet my bottom dollar he was stressed the whole time she was out. when crystal leaves, edwin does offer her a handshake. she jokes about how he's changed, how he's gotten friendlier, and he jokes back, even throwing in a reference to hell. it's a sweet little interaction and it shows their friendship and familiarity. esther takes the boys and she doesn't hesitate to work a way to get them back. she goes right to the cat king and argues that edwin is her friend and tck should help them because he has personal interest. she charges right into esther's house and already has a plan in place. she spends a minute on charles because she knows edwin's in danger and his screams are fucking unbearable. she offers herself as a distraction so niko can free edwin. when she's pinned against the wall, she scream-pleads for edwin to hold on and it is full of desperation, because she needs her friend to be okay. that scream haunts my mind because she is scared and she knows he is too, and she needs him to hold on and be okay. and when niko 'dies', they are huddled over her body and mourning together. in the end, edwin gives her a professional offer for her to have a permanent place with the agency. and this girl, so naturally full of love and affection, hugs him with a massive smile on her face. because she's been looking for people to belong with and she's found em and they want her around. and she's gonna do anything she can to hold onto them, come hell, demons or high water.

basically, crystal is beyond amazing and her sibling relationship with edwin is my favorite. if you don't like her, argue with the goddamn wall.

[kaely1916]

Context: Charles and Edwin are reminiscing about the day they first met untill Charles attemps to make a comments because he had been flirting with Edwin since hell, but things go wrong, very wrong.

"The day I met you was the best day of my life."

"...It was also the last day of your life."

"Yeah... makes sense, doesn’t it? Meeting you was so miraculous that my life had to end as a sort of compensation."

*Edwin tenses up.*

"Don’t... don’t say that... please."

"Mate?"

"I already know how much you hate being dead. Implying that... that it was somehow my fault... I... please, I won’t be able to handle it."

"What? No, no, no, mate... That’s not what I meant. I—"

"Charles!... Please don’t. I don’t want to hear it."

"B-but Edwin, mate..."

"I know I could have done better, but you could already see me, and I thought... my medical knowledge was limited. The medicine of my era wasn’t the best, you can guess. Maybe if I had done something differently, maybe you..."

*Edwin breaks down, crying uncontrollably.*

"Hey, hey, Edwin, please don’t cry... Mate... I-I... Man, what a mess... Okay, okay. I need you to listen to me very carefully, okay?"

*Edwin nods.*

"There’s no way in hell that my death was your fault, do you hear me? There is. No. Way. If anything, you made everything better. You kept me safe, warm, and happy. I died happy, Edwin, and that’s all thanks to you. Do you understand?"

"Y-yes."

"Good, that’s settled. I’m so sorry for being such a reckless idiot."

"You’re not an idiot, Charles."

"Not saying anything about the reckless part? Hehe. What I mean is that I’m sorry for what I said. I was... actually trying to..."

"Trying to what?"

"Never mind, it doesn’t matter."

"I know you’ve been making comments like that recently. Charles, I... I don’t know if it’s some kind of tease or mocking of my feelings. I’ve been trying to ignore it, but it hurts."

"No, no, mate... I’m such an idiot. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I never meant to... oh God, I’ve hurt you."

*Charles says this through tears, his breathing becoming erratic.*

"Charles, no... it’s nothing like that. I know it was never your intention, okay? Come on, breathe with me. I’m fine, perfectly fine. It’s not your fault that I feel this way about silly comments."

"They weren’t silly comments..."

"What do you mean?"

"I was... trying to flirt with you."

"W-what?"

"Yeah... but I was doing a terrible job, if you think I was ridiculing you. Oh gosh, I’m so sorry, Edwin."

"Wait a minute, you were flirting? With me? Charles... why?"

"Because... I’ve been thinking about what you told me in hell, and damn, Edwin, I feel the same. I... I love you. I’m so in love with you too."

"W-what?"

"I’m just trying to let you know, I guess? Gosh, Edwin, no one has ever loved me like that, and I’ve never loved anyone either. So I kind of panicked... and did the only thing I knew, flirting like a total fool."

"..."

"I’m so sorry, Edwin, please, please I—"

*Charles’s apologies are silenced by Edwin kissing him desperately.*

"You, Charles Rowland, are such a ridiculous and silly boy."

"Y-you still love me, don’t you?"

"Of course I do, and I always will.

[aletterinthenameofsanity]

Ghostcrow & Palasaki (The Old Guard AU: Chapter 5)

There is something expanding in Charles’ chest. Something that threatens to wash warmth through his entire body, a sensation, a light, not helped when Monty continues: “They’re pretty fucking glorious, those banyan trees. I mean, I only saw pictures, not the real thing- this is the first time I’ve ever been outside of Washington- but god. They call them strangler figs, for the way that they grow, the way that they squeeze the life out of the trees they wrap themselves around, but all I could see when I saw them were palaces. The way that accessory trunks grow out from the roots, so that you could be walking through an entire forest and it only be one single organism-” Monty swallows and Charles forgets to breathe as Monty says, “All I could dream of for so long was getting to see all those trees in person. Getting to see them with Charles and Edwin. Getting to feel them beneath my finger tips. Getting to walk between all those extra trunks-”

“Getting to be kissed under them?” Niko asks, all reckless romanticism, conjuring up a story that Charles and Edwin have shared between them so many times, that Charles did not let himself dream of for fifty years, that Charles did dream of back in 1972, as Monty pressed him up against the bookshelf in the farm house, kissing his neck, the wood at Charles’ back, when Charles knew he was going to lose Monty, but before he did, he wanted to see Monty home, wanted to have Monty and Edwin together beneath that very tree.

“Yeah,” Monty admits, and the world shatters supernova, enough to send Charles’ hand to his chest, as Monty confesses, voice wistful, aching: “Still do.”

Charles shouldn’t be shocked. Monty did say that his time with them was heaven amongst hell. 

But Charles hadn’t dared dream that Monty still wants them. That he still cares. That he still dreams of the same things that Charles and Edwin do.

Monty wants them. God, more than that, he still wants them. He never stopped. Even through the ruin of their relationship and the wreckage of the years, love endured on both ends, strong as a banyan.

-aletterinthenameofsanity, no grave can hold my body down (crawl home to them)

Slip noose hanging in my darkest dreams

I'm strangled by your haunted social scene

Just a pawn outplayed by a dominating queen

It's four o'clock in the morning

Damn it listen to me good

Thank God my music is still alive

And someone saved my life tonight

-Elton John, Someone Saved My Life Tonight

@pappelsiin @itsbitmxdinhere @rexrevri @sweet-like-h0ney-lavender @saffirez

@the-ipre @sunnylemonss @days-light @agentearthling @helltechnicality

@sethlost @catboy-cabin @secretlyafiveheadeddragon @vyther15

@anything-thats-rock-and-roll @queen-of-hobgobblers @every-moment-a-different-sound

@nix-nihili @mellxncollie @tumblerislovetumblerislife @lemurafraidofthunder

@likemmmcookies @wr0temyway0ut @thelakeswillbreakourfall

@sapphic-corgi @occasionaloneshots @troublegoblin

@cairngorm-ard @petesdragon @alittleemo @charswithbatsmybeloved

@bigtirednoodle @the-moons-jade-rabbit

@wikipediagreen @wooooooaaahhhhh-oooooops

@spacegirlsgang @cc-tinslebee

[fellow-fandom-fruitifier]

I have so many ideas and no motivation to write so here goes another for the Tumblr void

Edwin and Crystal (and Charles ofc) have been trying their damnedest to remove David from her mind. They've tried trapping him in a jar sprite style, they've tried banishment, but whatever Crystal did has him stuck in there like a nasty tick under thick hide.

Edwin, both growing frustrated and seeing his (reluctant) friends distress, tries something reckless. Should it work, David will be gone for good. Charles protests but Crystal is so desperate at this point he can't find it in himself to crush her newly found determination.

What Edwin hasn't said is that, similar to a monkey's paw, he has no idea how David will be rid of, just that he'll be gone from Crystal. The fine print condition reads that the ailment or whatever will be sent back to whatever is closest from where it came. And Hell is too unique for him to wind up anywhere else, right? Right..?

WRONG!!!

Whether he wants to be or not, Edwin has written Hell aaalll over him, and David can live in any body or -- as it turns out -- soul.

So, yes. It worked! Crystal is free!! Woohoo!!!!! 🎉 🎉 But now they have a new problem. Knowing David, he'd instantly start laughing at them and gloating, so the terms and conditions for the spell are revealed nigh instantaneously. But here lies the question:

How do you exorcize a ghost from Hell without sending them back?

[makemeimmortalwithahug]

WIP Word Train (Again!! x4??)

Rules: Tagger gives a word, then for each letter of that word you share a sentence/excerpt from your WIPs that starts with that letter.

thank you @saltyseasideseashells for the tag with the word SERENDIPITY (appreciate the option SERENE, but I was too stubborn)

everything from my F1 AU!

S - Shoves him down, down, down. God, is there any space left?

E - Every step towards the crowd feels like walking on water.

R - Rowland drives with reckless abandon, his oversteer so aggressive you would think he is still driving a nimble F1 car of the 1990s instead of the heavy RB20 he is actually in.

E - Events like this one make Edwin seriously reconsider his career choice.

N - Nevertheless, just in this case, Charles doesn't doubt the truthfulness of the article.

D - "Don't make important decisions before eating something, kid. C'mon, I taught you better than that."

I - Italian wine tastes even sweeter on his lips.

P - "Provisional pole for Rowland! Let's see if he can keep it that way."

I - "Is that supposed to be a question?"

T - "That car isn't even competitive. Je sais pas why you keep obsessing over it."

Y - "You don't even realise how dangerous that was, do you?"

That was fun! :D

my new word shall be WHIMSICAL (and I suppose WHIMSY for a more normal length if y'all want!)

no pressure tags: @saltyseasideseashells (you can't escape me, Seb <3), @ahyperactivehero, @nix-nihili, @whatthehorsedoicallthisblog (apologies, we started following each other today and you're instantly roped into this lol)

[suzyblue0292]

Rewatch - Dead Boy Detectives S1E1 - The Case of Crystal Palace

We are introduced to Edwin guarding Charles or the boys guardian each other

The bickering

They are time cards not library cards.

Does the show often say one thing and show another? REVISIT

“Death will take us” v Death asking Wilfred if he is ready

The boxing scene is interesting given everything we learn about Edwin later - getting out of hell couldn’t have been easy he has to have more skill than Charles gives him credit for - or they want the audience to give him less credit

You are the brawn? - I feel like they want us to doubt the narrative. 

We are presented with Crystal as a good person. (Aside from being American apparently). Again we are being told one thing so we are blindsided by the other. 

The looks on the boys' faces when they observe Crystal. 

We never see them as relaxed looking as they are in the office again. 

Edwin knows how to knit.

Was there a debate over the disguises?

She has her purse and phone. Does the memory loss prevent her from reading her contacts/ID?? 

Charles does not hesitate to call Edwin on his BS - he also knows that Edwin is jealous (just not the exact nature of said jealousy) - but he said it himself during the boxing scene - he knows Edwin hates change - and the very first thing we see him doing in the next scene is defending Edwin to Crystal

This is also how we learn about the “Clerical error” - is this the extent of Charles’ knowledge or the best way he has to explain it?

We start to see the meaner side of Crystal but Charles' good nature still acts a deterrent from following that to a conclusion.

Charles’ admits that part of the reason its so good to talk to Crystal is because she’s living and his age - they probably don’t meet a huge amount of teenage ghosts - although I would guess they might have more unfinished business than most - I have a feeling its the living part that’s the biggest appeal

What is Edwin doing with the coffee??

Why are you warning Edwin about the cleaver, Charles? 

Crystal is carrying a considerable amount of cash - but no cards?

Edwin gets them a clue quickly through mirror travel. - The Cat King and his little bracelet are quite the plot devices. 

Why so rude to the cat Charles?

Also did the Crow not tip off the whole witch thing?

Crystal seems so young and vulnerable when she realizes the girls are staring.

Crystal’s mind is so desolate - all the broken picture frames - empty memories - the three eyeballs should have given it away though - “the third eye”

We know they can travel by mirror, and the normal way, but can ghosts travel through ether? How do they get in front of Crystal?

Poor Charles, no it’s not a competition but Crystal and Edwin are both terrified in their own right.

Every demonic case must be a nightmare for Edwin and now he realizes they didn’t get rid of the demon. He only knows how to express his fear in terms of case work though. 

The flashback: Simon is so clearly reaching out, but Edwin is so clearly expecting to be bullied. And the shot of him marching against the flow of other students, bless.

Its also so heartbreaking that Edwin is terrified BEFORE there is any sign the demon sacrifice will work. God only knows what he thought those boys would do. 

Five other boys died with Edwin and it seems like Sa ’al obliterates their bodies. Was there anything for the school to give the parents to bury? Just ashes? No wonder it was deemed an act of God. Six boys either vanished or reduced to ashes. 

And no wonder the memory drives Edwin to recklessness. 

Jenny laying down the hard truth. 

“I get angry. It's like knowing you have a home but being unable to get there.” Poster child speaks to poster child.

Yeah, I totally thought Niko was going to be the love interest.

Why never tell Edwin? Because he really can’t go home?

I try to be extra happy for all of us. - Oh Charles.

And now the boy who was dragged to hell learns that Crystal chose her demon. Ouch.

Edwin isn’t just yelling at Crystal. He’s reminding Charles too. “You are sharp and fun, but this isn’t a game.”

They are such vulnerable children, and then so cute as they plot.

Poor Jenny. She doesn’t doesn’t even get paid teacher’s wages for this shit.

Edwin does a good job of actually telling Crystal the stakes with the plastic girl bit. She  might be cottoning on. 

Charles is comforting Crystal, but holding Edwin.

Note that Charles doesn’t roll his eyes or dispute “and we’re punishing you.” After Edwin’s outburst and Crystal’s confession his loyalties seem to have tipped back a bit.

Why doesn’t it trip Edwin that Esther left her kettle on? It worried me from word go.

Again, Charles is the brawn but Edwin is the one checking out the weird witch’s lair.

So many fucking shoes.

I love Esther. I know I shouldn’t but….

Can Charles actually understand the Crow?

Edwin has such poor form, but he does as well as Charles when it comes down to it.

Round 1 of Esther underestimating Crystal

Edwin goes straight to help Crystal, despite his concern for Charles possessing Esther. 

Okay was anyone else expecting that kid to get mowed down crossing the street?

Oh Charles, counting your chickens to soon is a bad idea.

It’s interesting that Charles possessing someone sets off an alarm for them both - this must not be the first time they’ve tangled with the afterlife for them to have a joint file.

[astarmaux]

Character Profile

basics ––––

NAME: Saedre Astarmaux

AGE: 30

RACE: Half-hyur/elezen

GENDER: Female

SEXUALITY: Heterosexual

MARITAL STATUS: In a relationship w/ @voidtekarc

SERVER: Diabolos, Crystal Data Center

physical appearance ––––

HAIR: White with very, very faint light blue sheen under certain lighting.

EYES: Purple with golden flecks

HEIGHT: 5'9"

BUILD: Slender

DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Two small beauty marks. One just under the left of her bottom lip and the other just below her right eye.

COMMON ACCESSORIES: Usually wears large round spectacles, books, satchel of odds and ends, cloak (she loves her cloaks), and whatever else she may need at the time.

personal –––-

PROFESSION: Traveling scholar and educator specializing in aetherology and astromancy.

HOBBIES: Reading, seeing the world, unearthing hidden treasures, and consuming copious amounts of coffee.

LANGUAGES: Common

RESIDENCE: Old Sharlayan

relationships –––-

SPOUSE: Never married.

CHILDREN: None but may want to have children one day.

PARENTS: Iaerian Astarmaux (father; alive), and Edone Astarmaux (mother; alive)

SIBLINGS: Ithyae Astarmaux-Burnes (sister; alive)

OTHER RELATIVES: Edwin Burnes (brother in law; alive), Alphant Burnes (nephew; alive)

traits –––-

extroverted / introverted / in between

disorganized / organized / in between

close minded / open-minded / in between

calm / anxious / in between

disagreeable / agreeable/ in between

cautious / reckless/in between

patient / impatient / in between

outspoken / reserved / in between

leader / follower / in between

empathetic/ unemphatic / in between

optimistic/ pessimistic / in between

traditional / modern / in between

hard-working / lazy / in between

cultured / un-cultured/ in between

loyal / disloyal / in between

faithful / unfaithful / in between

additional information –––-

SMOKING HABIT: never / sometimes / frequently/ to excess.

ALCOHOL: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

possible hooks –––-

Aetherology and astromancy - Loves talking with others who have a passion for the subjects as well.

Fellow Sharlayan? Let's nerd out.

Traveler - Always eager to travel and for good adventure.

Her relationship with a Garlean may or may not be to everyone's liking. Idk.

Honestly, whatevers clever!

what I’m looking for ––––

Saedre could always use friends, enemies, colleagues, etc.

oocly, I am ––––

Not a new FFXIV player. I've been here awhile.

Semi-selective RPer. I've seen too much in RP communities that I am very cautious even though I tend to be pretty welcoming unless given reason otherwise. I am also just not someone who RPs every single day of the week nor wants to, so this doesn't always fit in well others who RP pretty consistently. Being selective saves myself and others time so I like to be upfront.

NOT interested in ERP ever.

you can contact me via ––

Tumblr DM @astarmaux

Discord - Ask me.

In-game on Diabolos - Saedre Astarmaux

Tumblr DM @astarmaux

Discord - Ask me.

In-game on Diabolos - Saedre Astarmaux

[felidacy]

Batfam meets dead boy detectives agency

Shenanigans of ghosts Dick, Jason, Tim and Damian set in an alternative universe where they never met as brothers, having died long before that, but become family all the same. While following around young, poor psychic Bruce Wayne and tormenting him into staying alive through finding purpose in solving cases and bringing justice.

Bruce Wayne nearly dies alongside his parents on that fateful day when they are shot when the Dead Boy Detectives were close by, solving the case of a victim from the Joker. Impulsively, because he saw himself in Bruce, Jason possessed the body of a young police detective by the name James Gordon and followed the instructions of Tim to save the boys life before the ambulance arrived. They were now at risk of being discovered for breaking a rule by the Lost & Found Departement, but none of the boys could find themselves to regret the decision to help Bruce.

Against their better judgement they stick around, using the excuse of solving cases to keep an eye on the boy. They see how he is consumed by grief and got into more and more reckless situations as if he was daring death to take him. Bruce was unable to live with the fact that he was spared and his parents weren't. Dick saved Bruce from falling to his death by appearing in front of the boy and screaming, neither prepared to the fact that Bruce can see ghosts. They think at first it has something to do with his near death experience, but Bruce then reveals that he is a psychic and because of that always seen as an outsider and bullied regardless of his wealthy status.

It was then decided by the Dead Boy Detectives that in order to remind Bruce that he still has purpose in living, they will show him how he can thrive through justice and that his gift isn't a curse. Some more reluctant than others bring him into the agency and together they go through many shenanigans and cases, all the while Bruce grows in age and talent alike under their tutelage. And before they know it they are a very unlikely and supernatural family.

And family always likes to help Bruce even when he becomes Batman and gets the title of greatest detective, takes in his own children and becomes a mentor. They love him forever, but that does not stop them from absolutely tormenting him as big brothers should.

In a bittersweet way it gets way less awkward to explain the strangeness of Bruce Wayne when his own wards go through near death experiences and finally meet their uncles.

~

~

What I think the boys would have died of and their circumstances as ghosts. While tempting to just give backstories from Edwin and Charles to two of them, I thought it would be more appropriate to give them their own version.

Dick was killed in 1936 at a concentration camp after having been separated from his family because of his Romani ancestry that made people (Nazis) believe him to be dirty. He died nameless, one of many, and with no grave for his body as he was left to carelessly rot away. His family lived, but they never knew what happened to him and were unable to follow through with their funeral rites to guide him to the afterlife. He found himself unable to move on however as he wished to bring justice to all those that were killed and merely labeled casualties in war like he had been.

It was Dick that started the Dead Boys Detectives Agency, hence the awful name as everyone proclaims with his terrible naming skills.

Damian was the youngest when killed and not too far back in time too, the 1970s. He had grown up under the restricting rules of his family back in Arabia Peninsula when he discovered plans of his grandfather that wanted to rip Damian of his own future plans. Still a young boy, he wanted none of that and after packing his things and stealing some money he ran away to the land of America where the TV always told him it was the land of the dreams. Anyone could become wealthy there. Damian wanted to show his grandfather that he knew better and would bring honour to their family, in his way. But Damian soon found himself without money, stranded and in a country where he barely understood the language. Then one day he was too desperate and despite his instincts telling him not to, he followed a man and trusted him. Later on he was killed by John Wayne Gacy. Damian only wished to stay around until the man was discovered and his family took his body back, but instead his family rejected him despite recognising the body.

Damian was a rage full and miserable ghost for a long time after his death and being discarded by his family as he couldn't understand why he was seen as dishonorable when he had been the victim, his family never once blaming the killer. As he wandered aimlessly and wished to bring misfortune on everyone, it was Jason that found him then when a witch wanted to use him for power and slowly got his trust after being rescued as the older boy taught him tricks to stay safe. Damian kind of just stuck around after that.

Tim despite not looking the part, is the oldest of the four, having been accused of witchcraft back in 1692 for simply wishing to heal people and yearning for more knowledge. His methods were unfit in their eyes and he was also seen as witch for looking too naturally feminine, blaming him to be putting up a false front and using bodyshifting to allure men. He was burned at the stake in Salem without ever having been listened to for once in his short life. This settled his resolve and he refused to move on, too stubborn to listen to death and instead find his own path.

In a strange way, Tim did not miss living as he soon realised. He had endless time now to learn whatever he desired. If it be science, languages, politics, autonomy or actually witchcraft now. Hah. He had so much to learn and he was delighted to just learn the laws and tricks in the world of the supernatural. This made him the expert in the Dead Boys Detectives Agency and he was called 'Old man' by the others for his behaviour and wisdom.

Jason just like all his brothers had been wronged. His death in 1950 was not out of the ordinary itself, a cop that shot him for the colour of his skin when he had done nothing wrong. It was an injustice and an action of racism, but in the grant scheme of things that just made him one of many and his family was able to mourn him for one thing. Unlike his brothers conflicted history. What truly wronged Jason however was when a careless necromancer came around and played with his body, just after he thought he was finally at peace and could move on. Instead he was yanked back into a body that was his but also not and he had no control over himself, left spiraling, as the body attacked others and gnawed at their skin. It sickened him and this time around he was glad when he was shot again. Murdered twice by the same man, one injustice one a saving grace. Jason from then on decided to never let others carelessly harm the innocent again.

Jason held some anger issues that he always attempted to hide away from others. Having grown up under heavy scrutiny of his father and the eyes of society that saw him as a dirty rat he had a lot of it bottled up inside. This makes him the most vicious ghost.

[mclanchclic]

INTRODUCING . . .

⧼   the smell of fresh parchment and charcoal-stained fingertips, the warmth radiating off the one strip of sunlight that reaches the kitchen floor, swallowing up big feelings behind a flash of teeth .   ⧽   ━━   hey, isn’t that DEAN THOMAS? i read a daily prophet article on them, once ; the TWENTY-EIGHT year old half blood WIZARD is a GRYFFINDOR alumnus who has gone on to be a PORTRAIT MAKER. i’ve heard they can be quite CHARMING & COURAGEOUS, but i don’t know… they came off very DISHONEST & OBSTINATE in that interview. it really is hard to know what to believe these days though, isn’t it? 

BASICS

name: dean edwin thomas

age: twenty-eight

birthday: may 19th

gender & pronouns: cis man, he/him

sexuality: heavily unlabeled ( bisexual biromantic )

zodiacs: taurus sun, sagittarius rising, taurus moon

traits: + charming, courageous, selfless, steadfast, kind / - dishonest, obstinate, critical, anxious, reckless.

​​​​​​​​​​​​​​theme song: the weight of living pt. i by bastille

character parallels: glenn rhee ( the walking dead ), randall pearson ( this is us ), will turner ( the pirates of the caribbean ), luka kovac ( er ), ben hargreeves ( the umbrella academy ), derek morgan ( criminal minds ).

faceclaim: lakeith standfield

LIVING

schooling: graduated hogwarts, gryffindor house / graduated a four-year portrait course in italy, after the war

occupation: magical portrait maker

the process of making magical portraits that encapsulate one's essence is even more complicated than it sounds. one has to study with the masters if they plan on creating painted duplicates that even resemble their living counterparts, and dean likes to think he has mastered the art. there are several incantations and binding spells that have to be performed onto the paint and onto the canvas continuously and repeatedly as the image is created and a single portrait may take months to be fully finished. it does not grant him any unthinkable amounts of money, but he can get by with the job and that's good enough for him. he takes great joy in overcharging the rich pureblood families for their preppy portrait needs.

housing: a one-bedroom flat in muggle london

pets: none

current affiliation: dumbledore's army.

family: in close contact with all of them; mother, stepfather (considered father), four younger half-sisters. deceased biological father.

AFTER THE BATTLE OF HOGWARTS

tw: parental illness.

he thinks the worst part of it is over. they all think that. it turns out it's not easy to get out of the hole war creates for them on the ground, fingernails stained with dirt as they crawl out of shallow graves. there are big feelings and even bigger sorrows he wishes he didn't have to face. when he looks back on it now, he sees the poor lanky kid who didn't have any proper tools to handle the turmoil of emotion and trauma that was thrown his way and he tries not to blame himself.

seamus leaves the wix world, so dean is alone. he tries to see it any other way, tries to tell himself his friend is still just one short travel away, that they can still talk, but the bitter ache in his chest insists differently. so dean makes it a point of leaving, too.

around a year after the battle of hogwarts, he packs his bags. there is a course on magical portrait making that lasts about four years, in italy. it's easy to delve head-first into work, into a career -- and no, he didn't even want to be an artist full-time, but he'll take any opportunity to not sit around and think about war, war, war, war all the time anymore. art is the easiest, most expected route for him, so he takes it. he's top of his class and he lingers in verona for another year, getting freelance jobs and soaking up the wixen culture there, blatantly ignoring every ghost that haunts him back home.

four years ago, he returns to the british wixen world. his mother is ill, and his sisters need him; they don't say that, but he knows it. his absence is felt like an open wound at the thomas' household, so for their sake, he packs his bags again, to return home this time. he swallows up any resentment he may be guarding and tells himself he's too old to be afraid of ghosts anymore.

[woahpip]

WIP FILES GAME

RULES: post the names of the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! tag as many people as you have WIPs. (there is no way im tagging that many bc i have a TON)

thank you for the tag @pfirsichspritzer!!

from the ritz to rubble (locklyle) from the ritz to rubble outtakes...just in case i can use them later locklyle sleeping together edwin week 2023 yours if you want me (edwin) bar cart pt 2 (locklyle) locklyle college au obsessive lockwood (IM SORRY ASIFHAS;DOFIJ) velcinta: The relief of fatalistic recklessness may the ocean take our brave (rebelcaptain) devour me (edwin) hotd (rhaecent) hoho/pinako alicent/layrs(THIS WAS PRE-FEET AND ALSO EXPLORING THE WEIRDNESS. not an endorsement LMAO) marked for death (lysiclaude) burn notice lol

I'm ending it here but i have sooo many drabbles and shit that i would love to see the time of day sometime...

I tag @dinluke, @chippingthegoalkeeper, @rebelandrichgirl, and @kestreldawn <3

[serenastark-official]

INTRODUCTION 

I'm Serena Edwin Stark. Yeah, that Stark. If you didn't put two and two together, congratulations, you're probably the reason why warning labels exist. Genius? Obviously. Billionaire? Technically. Philanthropist? Eh, depends on the day.

Yeah, yeah, I know. Another Stark? What’s next, a Stark reality show? (Actually… scratch that. That’s a terrible idea. We’d end up breaking half of New York and somehow get blamed for an alien invasion we didn’t even start.)

Yes, I build things. Yes, I’m an absolute genius (obviously). Yes, I’ve got the charm, the sarcasm, and the inability to keep my mouth shut at the worst possible times. But unlike a certain billionaire genius playboy philanthropist, I also have a tendency to punch first and apologize… never.

Magic? Nope, not my thing. That’s what my actual wizard friends are for. (cough Strange and Wong cough) But tech? Tech is my playground, and I will outbuild you. I’m a mechanical engineer, weapons specialist, and part-time headache for half the people I know (the other half just fear me)

If you try to lecture me, I will talk over you until you give up. I have a whole collection of people who drive me insane but who I’d probably die for. (Probably. Let’s not get emotional.)

I have PTSD and anxiety, but I deal with it the same way I deal with everything—reckless determination and bad coping mechanisms. Therapy? Sure. Blowing up things in the lab instead? Also sure.

When I’m not saving the world or annoying my dad, I’m probably:

Working on some insane tech project with Evelyn.

Bullying Peter Parker in a totally affectionate way.

Chilling with Laurya, my honorary frost sibling.

Terrorizing my AI, C.A.R.L.O.S., because British sass vs. Stark sass is a battle for the ages.

Rewatching F.R.I.E.N.D.S. because I am a woman of taste.

Journaling, reading, or drawing (yes, I have hobbies outside of explosions).

So, if you’re looking for someone to hold your hand and sing kumbaya—congrats, you took a wrong turn in Doubt Yourself Avenue. But if you want sarcasm, science, and someone who could build a better suit than you, welcome to the circus.

Try not to blow anything up.

P.S. If you see Jeff running around with one of my blueprints in his mouth, please let me know. It’s probably important.

Face claim: Danielle Rose Russell

Origin stories: The Stark Chronicles

🔧Family

⚙️Description

Mainblog: @thatone-midgardian

A huge shoutout to @thund3randrain-edits

[xxpobloxx]

Chapter 0 - A Bit of Backstory

Middle School is quite the awkward year, you arent a kid anymore, but you are not an adult just yet. which brings us a group of kids, Billie Joe Armstrong, and his friends, Frank Edwin Wright III, and Michael Pritchard, though those two instead called themselves Tre Cool and Mike Dirnt. This trio of kids were troublemakers to say the least, often pulling pranks on teachers and school faculty. They found it odd that the school would be funded not by a board, but by a pharmaceutical company of all things, so they chose to no longer give a shit.

One day, hanging out in the lunchroom, a few hours before school normally starts, Tre comes in with a large box full of stuff.

"This dude I know, his name's Spencer, he brought me this, a whole music kit!" he said, revealing a drum kit, some microphones, a guitar, a bass, and few amps, "I call dibs on the drums!" Tre said, getting them set up, Billie choosing the guitar, and Mike choosing the bass. They plugged in, and noticed the amps were full of stickers of all sorts, all of which were strange and different, but all of them were green.

"I'm gonna sing too, fuck it." Billie said, setting up a mic stand for himself. The trio would soon play, it started off sounding a bit reckless, but soon, transformed into something of value.

They called it, Welcome To Paradise

Though as they rehearsed the song one more time, faculty members came in, apprehending the three. Billie remembers being taken home and not going to school that day, he cant recall the rest of the day, though he came back the next day, and before class, he would come see Tre.

"Hey, Tre! What's up?"

"Uhm... I don't know you? And my name isn't Tre."

Billie frowned as his friend had forgotten him, he went to find Mike, though he too had forgotten him.

Billie would never see his once-friends again, and as he grew, he would unfortunately forget he had friends. As the medicine he had to take after the incident, unbeknownst to him at the time, would make him soon forget them too. Though years later, now older, would look out the window of his apartment, soon, he would see in the alleyway, a group of people in masks spray painting messages on walls, displaying messages about how Better Living Industries, the company who made Battery City, are controlling people, it made him realize, those pills he had to take since the incident were from BLI, and it made him think, he never really had a girlfriend before, and he was told he needed to prioritize that. But he didn't know if that was what he wanted.

But seeing this enlightened him, the message was clear, this life, in Battery City, was suppressing his full potential. He got a red t-shirt, a marker, wrote "FUCK YOU" on it, switched into it, ripped a jacket into a vest, put it on, put some tape on both for decorative purposes, and began his escape.

He didn't know where the exit to battery city was, so he went in with the masked people vandalizing the alleyway, one of them noticed he had no mask on.

"DUDE! PUT SOMETHING ON! THEY'LL FIND YOU!" she whisper-yelled, getting a helmet from her backpack and putting it over his head, she chucked, "Hehe, suits you well, I don't remember you, what do we call you again?"

"Uhhhh... Jim Dickman." Billie said, making the name up on the spot, before sighing, lifting the visor up, "Look, I saw your messages, so I came down and wanted to join you guys."

She smiled, "Hey, bud, y'know, I can set you guys up, I know a guy in the zones- er, the zones are sorta the outskirts of Battery City, anyway, so, I know a guy who can deck you up with a better look, you look like a fish learning target practice right now, they'll fix you up."

Once the group was ready to return to the zones, Billie went with them, the girl, calling herself Cassiette, brought him to a place where he would get a new outfit, to which he used a bit of what he got, and a bit of what he knows will shock any exterminators, this included wearing a skirt, leggings high enough to be presumed to be pants, and lots of funny penises, on his new ray gun, on his new mask, and as a patch on the back of his vest, once he was all ready, putting on some makeup just for fun. Billie Joe Armstrong was no more, now, he is Jim Dickman, and Cassiette loved him, she thought he looked super cute and sexy, so, she brought him into the restroom for some, private time together...

This would be a first, he was lead to believe he should be on the giving end of these kinds of things, but receiving it was way more fun, this would be a beginning for him. He would go on from there blasting Draculoids and flirting with fellow zone runners, he would not be able to be friends with Cassiette forever, as one time she was captured, and/or killed, he didn't want to figure out which. Despite this, Jim Dickman did meet some other friends in the zones, the Fab Four, the most well known, a mystery by the name of Psycho Beauty, and a trio of misfits named Fresh Salters, Jaxxy Jupiter, and Voxel Purple.