#i love and miss detective noel

[rosesofenvy]

Ever wanted to just listen to the Detective Noel (Charlie Dowd) Moments in Malevolent Podcast? Well boy do I have a video for you! I carefully compiled all of Noel's voice clips (with a few additional voices for context of course). 41 minutes of Noel content, just for you!

[eat-eggs-whole124]

Guys it’s actually insane how much of a BADDIE Noel is in my head. He’s fine shyt don’t even talk to me when you bring him up. I miss my husband so bad bring him back

[eucharist-eulogy]

Who are your favourite of your friends ocs?

Me? The humble fifi? I like all the ocs I think all of em are lil cute goobers

Mitzu. Mitzu. You have too many that I like how dare you make me pick. IiiiIiIIiiiIi think I’m inclined to say Lyra too. Lyra is such a girlboss she could fight anything but her own trauma /j. Maybe Hitomi too? I like the women who could explode me basically

Fooooouuuuuuurrrrrrr… Ellen is so silly. i need her to slap Shiloh. I think she’s very neat. Thomas is also a silly goober, but I’m leaning to Ellen a lil more. Ellen feels like someone who I could put my life in her hands. I hear you have twst ocs. how dare you gatekeep /j

Tae? Do sonas count? Uhm. Of the Taesonas I think my favourite overall is still Miss Detective, she’s too classic. Channels all the chaos even without looking like it /j. Every time a new Tae sona appears somehow they’re more crazy than the last and good for her. I’m very curious about Rue but don’t tell anyone that /j

Cal… he has so many it’s hard to pick… I love ellie, I love eros, i love… yk what call me insanity the way i like pink haired girls /j but i also like edith, i saw this one art of her about to chop someone’s hand off and she’s pretty. Saae also made me sad (/lh) and was really well writted (IM SORRY FOR MISPRONOUNCING YOUR NAME). Is this deflection that i havent chosen anyone? Yes. I love them all. I love all of Cal’s ocs.

Yuu… can i say everyone? No? Why?? I love them all… I think Jetsum is a classic. I would kill for Evelyn… i cant pick nooooooo… There’s also aAAAAAAAAAmedeus. I need to turn them into a baked potato again. They have a nice colour pallet. But. points. BAKE. Bet and Risk are also fun… Obligatory Love Language mention

Rina. I love all their appearances. Ocean is so pretty. Astra. Is divine (pun intended). Arella has me dead by cannonball. I want to hold Shamia and give her a hot chocy. I love them all.

Navi… of course imma say Adalyn. I have tortured that gal enough. Next /j. But also Eros (two eroses! This one’s a guy tho. Cal’s is a gal) and Angelica. I feel like if i was the y/n in the story with them they’d be pulling me away from doing pr-horrible acts /j. There’s also Aurelie but she and rizeol haven’t seen grass or the sky for. Forever.

Vel. You know it’s of COURSE Noel. Noel world domination.

Beth I love beth’s little ocs because they feel as likeable and nice as her :3 Starlight is really cool even tho i know jack shit about sonic. We of course stan beth as well.

PINS HAS TOO MANY TOO uhhhhhh i wanna say rosalyn? Laurence is also pretty nice but i think i would trust rosalyn with my life

Klai… im honestly a phineas enjoyer sowwy. Guyfailures up my alley. Flynn is so silly too and im crying at the fact that u wanted to make him a fan of liam like awwwww

joe. Im so sorry i cannt remember any ocs except angel and zoe. I love your omori designs tho. Zoe looks very silly. Angel is also a vibe even if i dont know the aesthetic that well

Honorary mentions

lupi. Where wre your ocs. Can i say emma? Close enough :3

toko’s bitch edgelord. I think he’s allowed one (1) day to go stupid

Ish. Glenn. Point. I like pathetic men. Also the bloodborne azzy design was super banger

if i missed anyone pls ask me my brain smol my tummy hurt and my throat explode

[saturnniines]

as much as I love fv!faroe interacting with noel, oscar etc in s4 I love the idea of her having her own supporting cast even more, with parker filling noel’s role and alexander filling oscar’s

alexander is also a priest but he’s closer to faroe’s age here (don’t ask how this works in the timeline lol) and I think faroe and him connect on account of their respective religious trauma, faroe’s stemming from her upbringing with daniel. they came to different conclusions regarding it though; faroe got as far away from the church/religion as possible as soon as she had the chance where alexander felt that he needed to be a positive figure within the institution (what he had needed growing up, what he got from oscar) for orphans who are struggling. in my mind oscar either died or went missing in a similar way to canon!alexander here after mckenna, and alex feels guilt over it being the cost of saving him. this parallels with faroe’s own guilt over arthur sacrificing his life to save her own.

and parker finding faroe again in s4 would be SO devastating. when he hugs her she’s still wearing one of his old trenchcoats, still huge on her. he fills noel’s role in terms of tracking the cult/apprehending the butcher but he’s also a lot more protective of faroe obviously, and there’s years of context to their relationship (the backstory we gave them in my discord server involved faroe being raised by daniel for a while after arthur’s death then reconnecting with parker and joining the detective business after she leaves Boston.) the main pressure here comes from faroe having to keep jane and her blindness a secret from someone she knows like family. I also think alexander views parker as a father figure and keeps trying to impress him lol

[theivorybilledwoodpecker]

What if the Manager means well, but he doesn't quite get humans? Like Kayne, for all his evilness, fully understands how to manipulate people. But the Manager (maybe because he lacks Kayne's malevolence?) understands some things but not others, so his gestures always are just slightly...off.

....

"It was you!?!"

The Manager winced at the harsh edge to then Detective's voice. Not quite angry, but definitely not as pleased as the Manager had thought he would be. But then there were many things that perplexed him about Charlie's reaction. "Of course! It...it was meant to be a gift..."

"A gift..." Charlie echoed with less bite but something in his voice the Manager couldn't place.

The Charlie Dowd from the Manager's universe had been so good to the Manager's Arthur. So kind and caring...it was a trait all the Charlies shared. But the Manager hadn't been able to save his Arthur's Charlie. Oh, he was still alive...the Manager would have known if he'd died, but where he was and what Kayne had done with him...that the Manager didn't know.

Many of the other Charlies had died. Just as many survived. But most were beyond the Manager's reach. But with Kayne so distracted with the last Arthur and John, the Manager had been able to make some small changes.

The Butcher, for one. The Manager disliked the man; he wasn't always an ally of the Arthurs. But he'd served many of them well, so the Manager had manipulated a few things and sent him off to Spain, knowing that the man would be able to help Charlie get home and would find the detective interesting enough not to kill.

That Charlie and the Butcher had fallen into bed together the Manager found distasteful but unsurprising. Many of the Charlies and Butchers had flings. But the Manager wanted someone better for Charlie. So...he'd manipulated time and snatched the real Noel from the jaws of death. All of the Charlies who had lost their Noels had never gotten over their lost love. So if this Charlie's Noel returned, surely Charlie would realize this Noel was a more suitable lover.

Except, as the Manager watched over events, Charlie did not seem as overjoyed as the Manager had expected. The detective saw Noel almost every day. He seemed happy to have him back...but also inexplicably troubled. The frequency of Charlie's nightmares increased. The detective seemed unable to truly open up to Noel, leaving several gaps in his stories when telling Noel about the king. And if anything, Charlie seemed to seek out the Butcher's company more often.

The Manager hadn't planned to reveal himself, but...well, he wanted at least one Charlie to be happy. It couldn't hurt to pull him into the Waylay for a quick chat.

"A gift..." Charlie repeated again. His face and his voice were now flat.

"Aren't...aren't you...happy to have Noel back?" The Manager asked nervously, getting the feeling he'd missed something.

"I..." Charlie looked away. "I think I want to go home now."

[grayscale-sparks]

Hi it's me the moot who listens to songs and thinks of the characters wondering if there are any songs you associate with Charlie Dowd?

(I'm almost satisfied with my Chalie Dowd playlist but I almost feel like it's missing something and figured I should ask another person who thinks he's cool. I might just need to let it marinade another minute.)

hi! As always I will direct people to @lordofthesoups lovely playlist from the detective noel community:

I apologize if you’ve already seen this I don’t remember if I’ve recced it to you yet

ANYWAY I took a look at the early TMITM playlist where I listed So Many Songs in the middle of writing the fic and here are some that. Actually make sense. Cuz most of them don’t lol

My heart is buried in Venice- Ricky Montgomery

get used to it- Ricky montgomery

To: myself in Colorado- everybody’s worried about Owen

(that one is my fav out of these three, it’s like older Charlie looking back in regards to Harper’s hill/og Noel)

and then my second mandatory recommendation I don’t remember if I’ve given you:

American in Paris by George Gershwin

[lostonehero]

Au from the end of season 4

Warning body horror (obviously, if anyone knows my favorite tropes)

Instead of being cast by Kayne into the past, Arthur is plopped back with Oscar, and Noel got to a hospital in time. The Butcher wasn't killed. Kayne took him as a pet.

Jon is now basically the basically the whole of Kiy, which will take a toll on Arthur's body

Arthur and John already hashed out their arguement and Arthur is staying with Noel, since he still hasn't told Oscar about John... Arthur doesn't know that Noel already told Oscar since he assumed he knew.

K? K. That's the context

Maybe demon Oscar because fuck you love that concept

"Arthur." John's voice was a new constant he has grown used to. It hasn't even been a year yet, and there are already so many lies and truths between them. Yet Arthur didn't hate him, hard to when they share a body, and now he was realizing slowly sharing a few more things.

Arthur sighs. "What is it, John?"

"Noel is staring at us." John huffs. "He looks like he wants to ask you a question."

Arthur turns his head in the wrong direction before John corrects him, and his gaze is looking past the detective, he knew he is focused. "Yes?"

"Well, um..." Noel crossed his arms. "You're eyes. They seem to be glowing."

"My eyes?" Arthur frowns. "John?"

"Just because I see through your eyes does not mean I have the power to change them." John huffs. "Besides." He throws up Arthur's left hand, the one he controls. "How can I change something of your biology?"

Arthur grabs his left hand. "I didn't expect you to get all defensive. I merely asked a question." He sighs. "They glow? How?"

"Your eyes went from blue yesterday to yellow and glowing." Noel shrugs and gets up. "However it could be that Kayne fellow fucking with you."

"That is unfortunately a possibility." John seemed to agree.

"Would rather not come to that conclusion." Arthur swallows. "However off topic, are you sure you want me...us to work with you?"

"You're as sharp as a whip kid, and I could use you both on some tricky cases." Noel stretches. "So that's a yes to Monday?"

"Yes." Arthur agrees quickly.

"Good rest up. You've got tomorrow to prepare." Noel chuckles and is heard walking to the stairs. "Oscar wishes to speak to you tomorrow."

John huffs.

"Ah, right, thank you." Arthur smiles.

.. ...

Arthur thinks he's staring in the mirror, but John is being quiet. "So? What do you see?"

John was quiet for a moment longer. "The room is dark. You haven't turned the light on yet. I can see us. Our eyes no longer blue now glow a yellow, seemingly illuminating a small part of the room." He pauses again. "I believe this is my fault. I don't think I've completely returned my projection.... I don't believe I know how to."

Arthur swallows. "Is there anything else you're not telling me?"

"You've missed a spot shaving." John huffs.

"Very funny, but I'm serious it's bad enough that we are now sharing feelings for my body, but no more lies." Arthur frowns.

"There's an odd feeling in your... our stomach it doesn't hurt, but it's odd. I don't understand what that means."

"John, it's hunger." Arthur rubs his face, feeling the spot John mentioned. "We're hungry."

"Hungry? Why do I feel that? It's bad enough that we both can feel the distraction between our legs." John sounded annoyed. "Projecting myself doesn't... it shouldn't mean we should be sharing these feelings. I've never felt hunger before."

"Right, well, let me know what other senses we share besides the one you've mentioned." Arthur sighs. "We should prepare for bed."

"You should prepare." John corrects. "I still don't sleep."

Arthur sighs

....

"Arthur!" John shouted in Arthur's mind. "Arthur, wake up!"

Arthur screwed his eyes shut until he felt ethereal hands on his ankles and dragged him out of bed with a loud crash to the floor.

"We are hungry! I do not like the feeling." John huffs as he sinks back into Arthur.

Arthur groans and gets to his feet he can hear a soft snickering behind him he knew wasn't John.

The voice was accented and soft. He knew it belonged to Oscar. "I apologize, Noel had let me in. When he spoke of this, John, I didn't think he meant it in a literal sense."

"Noel told you?" Arthur turned to the sound of the voice ignoring John's protests of getting food and not talking.

"He assumed I knew." Oscar shrugs. "I'll keep your secret it's the least I can do for both of you."

"I still don't like him." John huffs.

"Noted." Arthur rubs his face and cracks his back. "Did I over sleep? I apologize for keeping you waiting."

"N-no." Oscar smiles. "Noel asked me last night to come earlier than planned." He pauses.

"Oscsr is staring at you. His eyes are looking over your bare chest, seemingly tracing his gaze over your scars." John tisks. "I don't understand why he looks upset. He is missing his arm."

"Let me get dressed, and we can continue this elsewhere." Arthur sighs. "We've both been through a lot, Oscar. Although I can not see it, we both hold our scars."

"R-right, yes, of course. Are you up for the diner just down the road?" Oscar's voice gets distant as he moves to hold the door.

"Yes!" John basically shouts in Arthur's head. "Food Arthur to fix this feeling I don't enjoy."

Arthur smiles softly. "That sounds great. Thank you, Oscar."

Oscar nodded and shut the door.

......

"How are you doing?" Arthur pulled his coat against him as the wind blew past them.

"I feel the chill." John grumbles the fact.

Oscar smiles softly. "I thought I would struggle more with the missing arm. However, I am filled with a new sense of purpose, and it's a reminder of a new start."

Arthur followed closely behind Oscar as they entered the quiet chatter of the diner. "I still apologize for causing it."

"Oh, the Lord put me in your path for a reason, and if it only cost me an arm, then I am thankful." Oscar sounded cheerful even against everything.

Arthur couldn't dwell on that fact as the smell of food hit him, and he realized how hungry he actually was. It wasn't a wonder why John was getting annoyed at the feeling it was nearing painful. Which is odd he hasn't been skipping meals, and things have calmed down since Kayne stepped in. He feels ravenous in such a way as he was a teen again trying to grab whatever scraps he could find to make the growing hunger fade.

"Arthur?" Oscar used his remaining arm to gently tug the other man to a chair. "Arthur, are you alright?"

Arthur rubbed his face and sighed. "I'm fine. I'm fine. I just didn't realize how hungry I actually am this morning." He could feel John grab his right hand, and he gave a heavy sigh. "I understand why John was annoyed this morning."

"He can feel when you're hungry?" Oscar pauses. "I mean, if it's not too much trouble to ask about the both of ya."

John remains silent as if he was pouting that Oscar knew about him and wanted to talk.

"Well, that's a new development, we really had a time to truly settle and take inventory of who controls what or what we share." Arthur rubs John's hand with his thumb. "He's starting to feel things I can as if we share and not take from each other. It's odd that I still can't feel my left hand and arm, but we now share certain other feelings, physical feelings."

"Oscar doesn't need to know any of this." John huffs grumpily as the waitress takes their order.

"John, how do you feel about this?" Oscar had a soft smile on his face and had a cheerier demeanor than expected of a man who has faced horrors and didn't come out unscathed.

John huffs.

Arthur rolls his eyes. "He's annoyed."

John grumbles. "I like talking to Noel better."

Oscar hums. "I can imagine, a being like him now faced with our kind of troubles. I hope I can help you both with any new obstacles."

"That is very kind of you Oscar." Arthur smiles.

"He's smiling too much." John huffs, and even his voice gave away that he was slightly grateful Oscar knew about him.

The food was gone as quickly as it came. Arthur didn't feel entirely full, but it was enough to stop that ache. He was glad he was blind he couldn't see the gazes of the people watching him eat as if he was starved. He sighs and taps his fingers against the table.

"Are you sure you both are alright?" Oscar sounded concerned.

"Was just hungry." Arthur mumbles into the quiet hum of the diner."

"Arthur, Oscar doesn't look convinced. He seems concerned." John didn't sound hostile, just stating a fact.

Arthur sighs. "I may be perhaps a bit tired, but that's probably from the large meal."

"Liar." John huffs. "Oscar is paying for our meal and his, he's offering a hand to us."

"Well, we can head to the church and discuss things there." Oscar smiles as Arthur takes his hand.

"I would suppose that would be fine. However, why there?" Arthur raised his brow.

"Ah, well, it's a nice church, and well always have work to do." Oscar was lying it was painfully obvious.

"Oscar." Arthur pulls his hand away but follows him with John's direction.

"I have a couch in my office, and I think that would be great for you to rest on as we talk." Oscar rushes out. "Friend, you've been through so much. Surely a bit more rest can't hurt."

Arthur rolls his eyes. "We are fine."

"You're lying now, Arthur. I can feel a weakness spreading in our body."

"My body." Arthur hisses.

"Fine your body, but it's true." John huffs. "You insist on spending time with Oscar, why not-"

"Fine.... Fine." Arthur sighs. "Oscar, what do you want to discuss when we arrive."

"Oh right, I wanted to discuss how I can help you, John and Noel, out. I've memorized that bestiary of yours so it can come in handy." Oscar sounds genuinely excited to be a part of the mess he's been dragged in.

"He's way too happy and kind. I don't trust him." John growls.

"We don't want you to get hurt again." Arthur knew that argument died on his tongue as he felt a hand grab him.

"We can save people Arthur. I can help people with this stop monsters and such. We all can, and I've already made up my mind up." Oscar nods. "Don't you agree, John?"

"It's your fragile morality." John sounded slightly annoyed and maybe a bit upset.

"I can't stop you." Arthur pulls his coat around him again as a strong gust blows past them.

"Good, and may the Lord bless us on our mission." Oscar hums softly tugging Arthur along.

......

John groans, Arthur falls asleep almost as soon as he lays on the couch, and he can't do anything but watch Oscar at his desk. He could feel Arthur's back it was incredibly sore, but besides that, nothing else was new. Actually Oscar was talking and he wasn't listening... wait, he was talking to him?

"... Noel actually told me about you, John. Then I saw you pushing Arthur out of bed of all things... er pulling." Oscar chuckles. "Noel vouched for you, and I forgive you for misguided Arthur when it came to my arm. I apologize for any trouble I caused you two."

Guilt was a new feeling John hated. "You shouldn't forgive me."

"Ah, right. I'm sorry I can't hear you." Oscar pauses, messing with the cross around his neck. "I just wanted to talk to you and tell you I'm not upset. You saved my life. Both of you did. I understand why you just left me at the hospital trying to protect me, but I'm my own man, and I want to help with anything in the future. Just because I have now one arm doesn't mean I can't help. Noel agreed that I could help... well with research and with the people, which is still something. I hope you both will accept me and be glad to call me a friend."

John hums softly. "I've misjudged you, and for that, I apologize even if you can't hear me." Arthur would say he sounds genuine. He stops as a feeling fills him like a limb. It was wet and odd. He could slowly move it, but it was small and still growing, he thinks. That was weird.

Arthur groans and curls to his side.

"Oh, mercy!" Oscar shouts, seeing a bloodstain grow on Arthur's back. "J-john?"

John didn't trust that tone, and a shadow rose from Arthur's feet. A low dark voice comes from the yellow tendril like cloak around a black ethereal being. "Oscar, you will wake him."

Oscar points at Arthur's back. "Did you guys get hurt? I can get bandages."

John finally notices and looms over Arthur. "The wound on his back is a scar. He... he... oh..." He hovers to Oscar. "This is wrong."

Arthur furrowed his brows, but his breathing was slow and calm. He looked uncomfortable but not enough to wake up from his deep sleep.

Oscar nods. "What do you need me to do?"

"I-i don't know." John sounded lost. "Help him, just help him please."

Oscar nods, rushing out of the room to get fresh water and fresh bandages.

.......

Oscar cut off Arthur's ruined shirt and opened it to wash the blood from his back, surprised the man hadn't woken up but grateful for that all the same. He knew John was hovering above them his worry was evident, but he was quiet as he washed the last of the blood off, and then they both gasped.

Arthur's back in random places like a splattering of freckles grew tendrils most yellow, but others black painted like the night sky that seemed to have a swaying pattern of stars as they move. They were tiny wriggling things that seemed almost curious as Oscar used his wooden arm he rarely ever used to touch one that gently wraps around a wooden finger, but that awe turns to horror as the tendril seems to snap the finger off and chew on the wooden finger till it was consumed entirely as if to reflect that Arthur was also hungry.

"Oh lord in heaven." Oscar pulls away the wooden arm. "This thing is finally useful." He takes a breath as Arthur stirs slightly, shivering from the cold from his back being exposed. He places a blanket over him, which seems to please Arthur no longer looking uncomfortable or in pain.

John was quiet for a moment before he spoke. "I believe those are mine." He tilts his mask covered head. "I can feel them, and I don't think they meant to damage your wooden arm. I believe they are even as small as they are looking to feed Arthur to feed us. I don't understand how this has happened."

Oscar had mixed emotions swirling on his features before he settled on calm. "That explains the hunger. I believe I can get some soup from the kitchen." He also may be curious enough that he wants to watch them eat. "I don't think wood is a good diet."

"So you would have my er our tendrils eat as not to wake Arthur?" John seems to pause mulling over that idea. "Humans get tired after growth, right?" He watches Oscar nod. "Then yes, that is a good plan. Our body needs rest and fuel if we can manage both at once, and then that would be best."

Oscar nods again and smiles. "I shall get what I can carry."

.....

Arthur woke up to a sore back, unable to move, which he could gather meant John was projecting himself. He doesn't blame him, but that also meant he was hopefully discussing peacefully with Oscar. He huffs alerting to the others he was awake.

"Arthur!" John shouts, and Arthur can feel ghosts of touches along his skin.

A soft ah, then the sound of something being placed down is heard before shuffling getting closer. "Arthur, are you alright?"

Arthur groans as the ghostly grip rolls him over and sits him up. "John, I would much rather move myself."

"Arthur... are you alright?" John repeats Oscar question he hesitates before he speaks again. "You fell asleep quite fast."

Arthur raised a brow and let out a startled yelp as his body leaned back and something new brushed against his skin or was that something else. "Jesus what the fuck was that."

"Ah well, we've figured out John seems to be manifesting on your body." Oscar sounded like a forced calm like he was trying to keep Arthur from panicking. "There appears to be tendril like appendages growing from your back, mostly yellow in color, but the few black ones remind me of the night sky."

Arthur regained his bodily movement, and he knew John went back inside as he reached back, and his hand grazed the smooth, soft..furry? Tendrils. It was a foreign feeling almost familiar to touching his own arm, but they seemed to move unnaturally twisting and reaching out to grip his own hand. It didn't hurt. It just felt strange. He took a breath, not removing his hand. "Did i... uh, did I hurt you?"

"No... no... you broke the wooden hand, but eh, I never liked it. We only noticed because you were bleeding. It has stopped, but they don't seem to be finished growing." Oscar watches Arthur place his hand back in his lap. "They can eat when you are unconscious, but I don't believe they can differentiate between food and objects they can grip. However, John was trying to teach them, but i don't think that's how it works."

"My methods were perfectly sound." John huffs. "You have control over them, Arthur. I do not. Which is unfair they are obviously from myself. I was merely talking to them to coax them to not eat the bowl after they finished the soup Oscar gave them."

"O-oh!" Oscar watched amazed as the tendrils seem to be sucked back in looking like odd freckles all around Arthur's back. "How did you do that?"

Arthur shudders. "That was an odd sensation." He rubs his face. "It seems as if you're correct. I do have control over them." He pulls himself off the couch and stands slightly off balance. "It feels as if my weight has changed like I'm wearing a bag on my back."

"We've grown new limbs on your back, so that would be expected." John hums. "Are you alright?"

Arthur huffs. "Am I ok with the fact you're changing me without my permission? No, John, I'm not. I will, however, live through this and move past it."

John growls. "How the fuck was I suppose to know this would happen? After Larson and yellow, how was I supposed to know I could physically alter your body. Larson wasn't different."

Arthur sighs. "Stop just stop, John. Arguing won't change this." He pinches his brow. "Tell me before the next one emerges."

"Yes."

Oscar clears his throat. "Are you in pain?"

"Pain?" Arthur furrows his brows, taking a mental catalog of his body. "No? No, I actually feel better than I had in months."

"Small mercies then." Oscar smiles.

Arthur smiles softly. "Small mercies."

.....

Oscar was pouring tea while Noel was helping Arthur put on fresh bandages after their latest adventure. "Would you like any sugar?" He softly batted away Arthur's tendrils. "This isn't for you."

Arthur raised his brow. "They don't have ears Oscar you don't have to talk to them."

"They listen to Oscar, but not me." John huffs slightly sulking.

Arthur has a small smile on his lips. "Black is fine for me, Oscar."

"Milk and sugar, please." Noel hums. "You've gotten quite handy with just one arm."

Oscar chuckles. "Oh, I do my best." He pauses and smiles. "I don't need your help, little creatures." He places a mug down close to Arthur than to Noel, then pats a few of the tendrils. "They do have little minds of their own."

"Curious things like children." Arthur grabs his cup and takes a small sip and sighs. "John has been no help with them and how to make them more adjusted to myself."

"They are supposed to be mine." John growls. "They should not be so calm and friendly."

Arthur quirks his smile wider. "He's still upset. They seem to like you, Oscar."

"I am not!"

Noel chuckles. "From the way your shadow flickered, you've hit a nerve, Arthur. John, you should be grateful. Since Oscar has joined us, Arthur hasn't been getting hurt as often."

John huffs.

Arthur chuckles softly. "John is still getting used to being heard by others, it seems." He places his mug down. "You can defend yourself now."

John huffs again. "I have no reason to. I am perfectly capable of keeping you alive and safe myself. It's been you causing us trouble."

"Whatever you say, John." Arthur leans back in his chair.

Oscar smiles and pours himself a mug and takes some small sips. He gives a small sigh. "Arthur, they are trying to undo the knot on my right sleeve again."

Noel smirks, watching Arthur grab them and pull them back, thankfully this time not tearing his shirt. "Wiley things."

Oscar fixes the knot the best he can and hums softly. "I say they are merely curious. I can't fault them for wanting to learn."

"They are troublesome." Arthur huffs.

"They merely want to familiarize themselves with Oscar." John pauses and makes a disgusted noise. "I do not approve of that reason."

Arthur raised a brow. "John, what do you mean by that? Can you actually talk to them?" He stiffens like a statue as his shadow materializes behind him to form an ethereal form of John.

John leans over and is close to Oscar. "They have emotions, Arthur. I can sort through them as I please."

"Juat not control them." Arthur retorts.

John huffs. "They like Oscar and I cannot fathom why."

"Thank you?" Oscar sounded unsure.

"I was not complimenting you!" John crosses his arms.

Arthur laughs softly.

Noel snickers to himself.

John huffs and sinks back into Arthur.

......

"So?" Arthur stood in the bathroom in front if a mirror.

"Your face remains the same." John raised his hand with Arthur's help to move his growing hair out of his forehead and feel along his scalp. "There seems to be buds of horns along your hairline evenly spread out, and I can feel them through your hair. There seem to be two larger ones on the top of your forehead growing differently than the buds. If my assumption is correct, you are growing my horns and crown."

Arthur groans. "Why couldn't it be a normal migraine? Of course, the tendrils aren't enough." He huffs.

"Arthur, keep your anger out of this!" John hissed back.

"Why? You've permanently changed my body that separation won't even be possible it probably would just kill me. Don't tell me to fucking calm down! Because of you, I'm los-" Arthur clicks his mouth shut, feeling a nee weight on his head and a warm liquid drip down his cheeks and neck. He catiously reaches out to feel a crown of thorns made of bone, then slowly moves to the pair of horns. His breath caught in his throat stealing his voice.

"Your blood remains red as it drips down your face. Your eyes glow softly as you've shattered the light above us." John seemed to pause as Arthur grips the edge of the counter. "Someone is coming."

Arthur doesn't move even as the door opens, spilling light into the room. One arm grabs him, and he can't move.

A wet cloth is cleaning the blood on his face slowly and carefully. "Arthur?"

"It's Oscar he's been cleaning the blood off of us as he laid us down in his lap. He's been praying over us since he started. It's been 20 minutes Arthur please say something." John pleaded.

"I know you can't see what has happened, and I'm sure John has already described what you look like now, but..." Oscar dries off Arthur's face and hair the best he could. "I don't think you're a monster. You are still my friend."

Arthur pushed himself up, and before either man realized their lips were locked together.

......

"Don't... don't touch that, John." Oscar voice was soft. He was naked under the covers, completely relaxed.

"How did you know that was John reaching out?" Arthur's voice was full of relaxion as he lazily sat up to trace fingers on Oscar's cheat.

"His hand is sharper than yours, and it's your left hand." Oscar hums, staring up at Arthur. "Just don't touch the cross, please."

"Why are you protective of a metal cross?" John was curious.

"John wanted to know why you are protective of your cross if that's not too much to ask." Arthur hums softly he can feel his tendrils curl around Oscar's stump of what is left of his right arm.

Oscar hums back. "We've already been personal. I've had it as long as I can recall. I know better than to remove it." He sighs and sits up as well. "Are you fine with this? If you never wish to do this again, I would understand."

"No! Arthur, why did he ask that?" John sounded alarm at the idea that this would never happen again.

"Frankly, Oscar, I'm already a monster. I don't think ideal social norms apply to myself anymore after the horrors I've faced." Arthur raised his brow. "Why are you not conflicted?"

"I've seen too many men and women ashamed of this, to throw out what they are due to the assumption it's wrong or dirty. There are too many last confessions of begging for forgiveness before they end up with the Lord." Oscar stares down at his cross. "I wouldn't consider myself a good priest, but I want to do my best to help others from the lowest. The bedroom is a sanctuary no matter who you lay with, and I am not a man to judge."

"I have absolutely no idea what he is talking about." John just sounded lost now.

Arthur smiles softly. "I think you are one of the better priests I've ever met." He leans forward to kiss Oscar's cheek. "And that's not because we've shared a bed now." He pauses. "I wouldn't mind if this continues."

"Neither would I." Oscar hums softly. "Although is John opposed? I would like the consent from both of you."

"Yes, Arthur! Sex is fun!" John shouts eagerly.

Arthur snickers. "John is enthusiastic about this."

"I am glad." Oscar smiles wider. "The crown suits you, suits both of you."

"Of course it is my crown." John huffs.

"Thank you for making me feel human." Arthur cups Oscar's cheek.

"I can say the same about you." Oscar smiles, getting out of bed, not elaborating. "I shall run a bath for you."

Arthur waits till the door shuts. "What did he mean by that?"

"He is human." John states as a fact.

"Right, but he said that." Arthur shakes his head. "I'm over thinking this."

"I can agree with that."

"Of course you would."

.......

It was raining when they buried him. Daniel was in his 80s, which was impressive in itself but still bittersweet as the coffin was put in the ground. He was still as sharp as he was in his youth, even in the end.

"The rain has hidden the mourners' faces around you, Oscar is giving the final rites. It's a beautiful service even with the rain. Noel is to your left and has not left your side. He has a blank stone cold expression on his face." John sighs. "I'm sorry, Arthur."

Arthur swallows. "Humans don't live forever, John."

"You haven't changed in 30 years." John says quietly.

"We have John." Arthur rubs his eyes.

"I suppose we have." John pauses. "Oscar has finished and is walking towards us."

Arthur turns his head in the direction of the sound. "Thank you."

Oscar hums softly. "Of course, Daniel was a good man it's the least I could do."

Arthur reached out and grabbed Oscar's arm. "Thank you, Oscar. Thank you for everything."

Oscar swallows. "Arthur?"

"We're going to outlive you. We... we haven't aged." Arthur sounded pained as he admitted what he was trying to deny.

Noel reached out and patted Arthur's back. "So? That just means you'll be the one to bury us, and I wouldn't have it any other way."

Arthur was crying now.

Oscar smiles softly. "I am going to be with you till the end. You are my purpose, and I mean that honestly with my whole heart."

Arthur only cried harder, and he pulled Oscar into a tight hug.

John's voice was quiet. "I will be by your side Arthur no matter what, we will not be separated."

.......

"Arthur." John's voice startled Arthur, for he has been quiet for a bit.

"John." Arthur sighs, putting his paper down. The city was alive with activity, new technologies, and advancements only added to the noises outside.

"Oscar is very fit for his age." John sounded slightly confused but hopeful. "His hair hasn't grayed."

Arthur hums, sipping his tea. "What are you asking?"

John pauses for a moment, mulling his thoughts. "Noel has lost his hair and grown weak from his age. He is not much older than Oscar. Why hasn't Oscar changed? Why does he stay the same?"

Arthur places his mug down and furrows his brows. "Medicine has advanced, but your points do make sense. Oscar is getting close to his 70s he should have gray hair at least... do you think the thing that made us cut his arm off stunted his aging?"

"No." John answered was too fast for Arthur to assume that was a lie. "That creature was cut off, and Oscar had no lingering effects."

"John, what are you suggesting?" Arthur pursed his lips to a frown. "That Oscar has been replaced? We know why Dennis hasn't aged, Kayne won't allow that. Did we.. did we do that to Oscar?"

"I don't have that power on this plane. In the Dream world, yes, here we would have to focus and be able to control my powers in order to do that. It would be noticeable, which is what I'm getting at. I still can't manifest without paralyzing you." John sighs. "Our first time with Oscar, he said that we made him feel human."

Arthur taps his fingers against the table, his frown even deeper. "Are you suggesting he's one of the elder gods?"

"No, I would be able to feel that... we would be able to feel that." John gave a frustrated huff. "He doesn't want to hurt us. Oscar cares for us. I don't... I don't want him to leave us. I don't want him to die, Arthur. But I don't understand why he hasn't changed."

Arthur sighs. "Now, let's not jump to conclusions. We can ask him. We've been together a long time, we know when he lies."

"He is a terrible liar."

"He is." Arthur smiles softly. "Couldn't even surprise us for our anniversary." He shakes his head. "If he isn't human, which again is a big if, but if he isn't human, would it change this?"

"I don't know." John huffs. "It won't. I won't let it."

"Neither will I." Arthur hums softly. "He has helped me with my loss of humanity. We can help him with whatever he is."

......

Oscar was sweeping the halls of the church humming an old tune. He stopped when he heard footsteps approach. He turned to face the man approaching. "Ah, Arthur, I was going to be home soon. What brings you out here?" He never did use a prosthetic arm to replace his missing one. He claimed they never fit right.

"We wanted to talk." Arthur did his best to sound nonconfrontional.

Oscar raised his brow. "Talk? What is on your mind? Oh, good heavens, is there a new case? Did Kayne visit again? Did Dennis come by?"

"No, nothing like that." Arthur sighs, getting closer. "John and I were talking about us, about the future."

Oscar frowns and swallows he tried not to sound upset. "Yes?" He expected the worse.

"Oscar looks upset. Get to the point I do not wish to hurt him!" John growled.

"Yes, yes... Oscar, you haven't changed.... physically uh physically you haven't changed, I mean." Arthur crosses his arms. "John brought it up, and now we're worried. We don't want to lose you, but please be honest with us."

"His face has changed to a pensive look as if he is weighing his options. Arthur, he seems very conflicted."

Oscar let out a breath he clutched the cross he always wore and never seemed to take off in his hand. The cross was unnaturally discolored, seemingly burned in odd places. He shut his eyes and let go reveling burns on his palm in the shape of the cross he gripped. "As I've told you before, this was placed on me as I was left on the doors of the church along with a note I've never read. It is slowly being greater away, I guess, and I've been trying to find another to replace it, but none has been able to help." The burns heal as fast as they appear on his palm. "I can never be a good priest for the sole reason that I am not human, for the reason I was born a demon."

"A demon?" Arthur raised his brow.

"Do demons exist?" John sounded confused, but he explained the proof, and he could not argue with what he witnessed.

"Y-yes." Oscar looked nervous, afraid even. "I thought if I decated myself to the church to my faith, I could make it stop. Undo what I was born as, maybe even find salvation. I broke my vow of celibacy... I don't regret it, to be honest. I love you, Arthur and John. And I thought love just makes me more human, right? Yet I don't understand why my power grows, my cross only gets weaker and weaker, and I'm terrified one day I'll hurt you." He wipes the tears welling in his eyes. "Arthur, John, I love you, and I understand if you no longer can continue to love m-"

Arthur cuts Oscar off, pulling him into a long, heavy kiss, leaving them both gasping for air. He pulls away and smiles. "You are still Oscar, and I'm still me no matter the color of my blood or what parts I get. Why would you be any different?"

"Oscar is crying. Arthur, you made him upset!"

Oscar hugs Arthur the best he could with one arm. "You are a good man, Arthur Lester."

"A good man? Then you must be the best." Arthur hums.

"Oscar's face has grown red, and he is trying to cover it with his left arm. You did it, Arthur!"

.......

Ethereal hands reach out and grab the heavy metal cross.

"John, please don't touch it." Oscar sighs.

"You will remove it. You told us you would. I do not like seeing you in pain." John didn't let go of the cross.

"It's a pain I've carried my entire life, I said I would remove it if it got worse." Oscar swallows as he feels the tug from John.

"John's right." Arthur sighs from the couch. "I can hear that it's gotten worse."

Oscar frowns. "I am able to handle this." He gasps as John rips it from his neck it met no resistance as he pulled it away. "John!" The effect was almost immediate. He never knew a life without pain, and that familair feeling was gone completely. Ever so brief, the pain was replaced with pressure, and he didn't understand.

"Oscar?" Arthur's voice seemed so far away.

Oscar swayed as he reached up to feel his nose bleeding, and he noticed that before he hit the ground, he used his right hand.

.......

"He's not breathing Arthur. His chest stopped moving. I killed him. I killed Oscar, Arthur. I killed him, and I didn't mean to. I didn't want to... I just wanted him to stop being in pain. There's blood where the wings erupt from his lower back and his tail, even his horns piercing the skin left blood on his face. I'm a monster." John sounded panicked.

Oscar screwed his eyes shut.

"John, he can't be dead." Arthur sounded hopeless.

Oscar let out a groan, alerting both men to his presence. The pain was nothing more than a sore ache that he knew would fade. He sat up, and he could feel his wings slide back into his back, and he shuddered. He rubbed his eyes and froze because he had two hands.

"Your arm grew back!" John shouts.

Oscar opened his eyes and stared at his two hands, his nails were sharper and looked to be painted black, but they still looked human. He flexed them and knew he could change it, but he didn't want to test it. He swallows and stares up at Arthur. "Are you ok?"

Arthur tackled him back to laying down as he laughed. "I am now."

Oscar smiles. "Then I suppose I am as well."

[brieflykay]

OKAY ONTO EP39

ITS NOEL TIME BABY. I may miss Oscar but at least the OTHER boyfriend is still around. The episode being titled The Detective has me hopeful I'll get to learn Noel backstory.

"Keep him at arms length, for my sake" JOHN LET ARTHUR HAVE A BOYFRIEND, HE STILL LOVES YOU REGARDLESS.

oh my god holy shit what. why did Arthur just tell him about John so matter of factly out of nowhere. (why am I suspicious of Noel suddenly.... this is reminding me of TMA with the whole forcibly compelling people to tell their stories thing. is that a reach?)

OHHHH MY GOD

WAIITTTT

DID HE TELL NOEL BECAUSE HE DIDNT WANT JOHN TO BE LEFT OUT?

NOEL IS TALKING TO JOHN DIRECTLY WAIT IM GOING TO CRY. WAIT.

wait i cant do this oh my god. Noel. Noel pleaseee dont be evil ever NOEL PLEASE YOU NEED TO BE GOOD. YOU NEED TO BE GOOD. JOHN AND ARTHUR NEED THIS PLEASE.

raises hand meekly. so, I cried actual tears over Noel talking to John directly

THIS CONVERSATION IN THE ELEVATOR IS SOOOO FUNNYYYYYYY. JOHN REALLY SAID "YOU WEAK AS HELL WITHOUT ME". ARTHURS SO BAFFLED IM CRYINGGGG.

Arthur threatening people. Thumbs up. Thats all im gonna say.

John. Forgetting Noel. WHAT is going on with JOHNNN. YOU CAN'T FORGET NOEL HE WAS SO NICE TO YOUUUU.

I am actually speechless getting Noel's backstory. Oh my god. I need to sit with all of this what an episode.

[askourthur]

I have exciting news and i have no better place to share it.

So i had a hoodie back when I was in my last year of highschool, I remember exactly where i got it and the exact month and year. It was a Christmas one. I loved it but it either got Iost when I moved cities or fell victim to one of my cats having an accident at the time. Anyways I had a dream about it recently, and I could never find it in trying to search a description bc Christmas and flannel are two words that bring up just about everything no matter how many other words like reindeer in green glasses you add to narrow the search down. And so i started wondering. I would've posted something like that somewhere to share with friends wouldn't I?

And so I found a piece of it in the bg of a photo from an app I remember being more active on at the time. I plug it into reverse image search and find a similar hoodie that's not the exact one but it has what i think is a brand name and same stitching and material. And I'm already this far along so I plug the name of that hoodie into Google and start deleting anything that doesn't appear to be the name of it and as luck would have it I FIND IT. I really like animals so of course, the thing I remembered flawlessy was a reindeer with green glasses being part of the pattern on it. And it was in my size!!! Anyways it arrived the other day and Im still ecstatic bc i had been thinking abt that hoodie every winter for the last 7 years and happened to find one listing for it that was in my size. All bc i had a dream about it and it made me miss it enough to go looking again. Um...rate my detective skills I guess? -🐆

“WOW, Darling that is absolutely amazing! Arthur and I are very impressed by that! Enjoy your sweater, you earned it!” -Noel

[digitalgate02]

No one asked but here's some trivia about those misfits:

Soleil and Lune have no official family names/surnames, but they do have families/relatives.

Soleil’s family is rich, but he doesn’t like to shot it down everyone’s throats (he would rather prefer to not be associated with his family – OG reason is they’re shitty; the Young Prince Detective version is that they’re a bunch of airheads);

Lune’s family is not that big, but she’s an only child with at least three cousins (she’s the baby cousin)

Étoile’s name being Noel is a reference to a LupPat character, Takao Noel.

The Space Trio has French space names BECAUSE I was in love with Cure Étoile and Cure Soleil’s names. In-universe they just grabbed it from google.

The trio are counterparts of the 02 kids in YPD. Soleil rivals with the boys’ traits, Lune with the girls. Étoile is an odd case in which he might be just a “Bridge” connecting both sides.

If you call Soleil by “Octo-head” he might snap and it won’t be good :V

Lune hates resorting to violence, but her only “violent” method to intimidate others is just giving them a deadly deep stare into your soul with the ire of 10 gods.

Their DigiTimeLines versions are actually 15 (Soleil), 14 (Lune) and 10 (Étoile) year olds. The YPD version has them as 17 (Soleil & Lune) and 16 (Étoile) year olds instead.

In DigiTimeLines, Étoile’s digimon partner is a purple Pokomon/Viximon named Renard. In the YPD version he’s acquainted with Miss Espimon.

Ah… I must say… Since some stuff came later while i watched Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne with a friend… Noel’s hair showing his eyes when he’s doing a 180º personality flip is based on Minazuki Yamato :V

That said, Noel is based on Beyblade’s Kenny. Soleil and Lune are based on Kamen Rider Fourze’s characters (Ryuusei and Nadeshiko).

Soleil likes action movies/TV shows with cool fights (possibly Shounen anime genre); Lune likes mystery and drama (possibly because she’s very psychic and emotional); Étoile is… fascinated with everything though. But he likes Mystery shows with magic and romance involved.

Noel’s surname being Leblanc was a recent “change”, because he was like Soleil and Lune, without one in mind. Also this is a plot point. That said, I still refer to him as either Noel and Étoile only.

[culttvblog]

The Avengers: Dance with Death

This blog post is about a first series episode of The Avengers which no longer exists. It has been recorded as audio by Big Finish but this post is based on the original script here: https://www.dissolute.com.au/the-avengers-tv-series/series-1/112-dance-with-death.html where there is also an episode synopsis.

Back to April 15th, 1961, when this episode was first broadcast. It feels like it's a long time ago in all sorts of ways - the episode refers to old money and old phone numbers which are long gone, and of course is from the early days of the show before it became the wild thing it did towards the end of the decade. I think you could probably also say that the plot reaches back in time even before the 1960s in some ways - it is essentially a straightforward detective story about a murderer who is working his way through the staff of a dancing academy. On the face of it this is therefore a rather pedestrian story.

Except it isn't. How it isn't. I hadn't read this one before and I loved it as soon as I started reading.

The original blurb in the TV Times summarised it as 'A corpse in a bath and Keel and Steed go ballroom dancing in an attempt to save the next victim'. Apart from the suggestion that Keel and Steed were dancing with each other (they weren't), if you replace the name Keel with the name Peel, this immediately sounds exactly like a later episode and you would just know some crazy stuff would be going on. This summary was actually the first thing that attracted my attention to this episode, because it makes it sound so much like Quick, Quick, Slow Death from series 4: 'A corpse in a pram and Peel and Steed go ballroom dancing in an attempt to save the next victim', type thing.

Of course being an early episode it's not quite as wild as the later ones, but we do have all the hallmarks. One of the striking things is how Steed really doesn't treat Keel very well, which is indeed how he treats all his opposites in the early shows. He is particularly delighted after Keel loses his scarf at the dance school and as a result is one of the suspects for murder. He treats it as if it's hilarious. Let me tell you that in those scenes if the dialogue was much more brittle it would be by EF Benson or Noel Coward, and in fact they do feel very much like Mapp and Lucia sparking off against each other. This dialogue is an aspect of the show which I hadn't even thought of before.

Elsewhere Steed is recognisably the Steed we know and love, joking away as he pretends to sign on to learn to dance at the school. There is also a magnificent scene where he bores holes through a bathroom door to see if the woman inside is ok, with the porter protesting all the time and obviously thinking he was spying on her. As I suppose in one way he was.

In the trivia on the Dissolute site linked above there is the magnificent detail that Steed comments on how Keel's surgery has been redecorated, and this was actually because they'd had a new set to go with the new ABC franchise - a detail which would be completely missed by the people who'd never seen the show before!

This is not a criticism because this show is a delight from start to finish but it can be slightly difficult to follow both the original script and the synopsis purely because the plot is obviously intended to set up different suspects for who the murderer is, and of course we are not seeing the characters. I haven't heard the Big Finish reconstruction.

An excellent first series Avengers, with some hints as to what was going to come later in the show.

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[dollarsigns-angels]

It depends on who made the AU, there is no one specific universally recognized one. The one that I follow was made by a server I'm in, back in april 2023 so I'll talk about that one:

Arthur and Parker met way earlier, and Parker wound up moving in with Arthur and Faroe after she almost drowned in order to help Arthur get his shit together. There were a few really peaceful years, before Arthur died in a car accident.

Parker tried to keep custody of Faroe as he had definitely become a second parent to her, but that didn't work out and she wound up with Daniel instead. I know in some AUs, Daniel and Faroe are very close, but not this one. Daniel saw Faroe as an extension of Bella and tried to force her into that role. He... was not a good parental figure. She grew up with a very restrictive idea of girlhood--an important theme that will come back later on--all while missing Parker and grieving her father.

She winds up befriending a boy named Teddy, and around that time the both of them realize that they're gay. When they turn 18, Daniel essentially arranges for them to get married. Faroe thinks she's fine with this, it would be a lavender marriage, but it still tortures her being bound as a wife. A few nights later, she accidentally leaves the stove on while out for a walk. A lot of people don't think it's an accident. She runs away and lives on her own for about a year, homeless, before reuniting with Parker.

He takes her in and they work together for about 7-8 years before she opens The Book, and from there it mostly follows canon, with a few notable exceptions.

The biggest difference is that in season 3, instead of getting Yellow, our canon John and fv!Jane swap places, and Faroe learns about multiverse shenanigans way earlier than Arthur does on account of this. There IS still a Yellow-adjacent character named Jupiter who hangs out with Larson, but that happens because Kayne likes narrative parallels.

This version of Faroeverse focuses on bringing back characters that were fridged--instead of Kellin, it's Samantha, instead of Oscar it's Alexander, instead of Larson, it's Addison Larson etc. The only real gender-bend is The Butcher, although mild discussions of her possibly being Mary Laval from GRIMM were discussed. There are also two different timelines, one where Parker lives and one where he doesn't, though the one where he lives is the one generally discussed more. He reappears in s4, taking the narrative role of Detective Noel. He was properly tortured by the KIY for a shorter period of time (though it felt like years because of eldritch time dilation etc) and escaped on his own.

Also: There are huge themes of queerness, womanhood and identity in this version of FV, which means Jane Doe's transgenderisms are even more prominent. In s4, Faroe has a butch awakening while disguising herself as a man. Jane and Faroe's relationship is a lot more overtly romantic in this version of the story as well. The nature of their relationship is less "deeply loving friendship/qpr" and more Actual Girlfriends. When Jane meets Parker, paralleling that scene with Noel in the cafe, it feels a lot more like introducing your girlfriend to your scary dad.

Though this AU was heavily collaborated on and has no true owner, I'd give most of its credit to @saturnniines for designing Faroe and Jane, as well as writing a lot for this timeline specifically. I highly recommend checking out their fv fics:

https://archiveofourown.org/series/3575392

Okay someone PLEASE explain to me in as much detail as you are able what the Faroeverse is, I'm genuinely asking

.

[raindrvq]

what mobile games would the RTC kids like ! bc,,,, bc yea,

ok so yknow how in what the worlds needs in the proshot ocean sings "angry birds, candy crush, hes a real sweet kid but his brains are mush" for rickys part. that got me thinking abt what other mobile games she and the choir would play bc i love playing games on my phone so boom headcanon time

ok so ofc all the choir would have one of those apps that allows u to play with your friends, like gamepidgeon but i dont have an iphone so im saying plato + on plato u can play w 2+ ppl 👍

ocean- she claims to be better than ppl who get sucked into their phones and all that but plays like sudoku and those brain teaser games but rage quits when she can't figure it out and won't use hints bc she "doesn't want to cheat"

constance- she likes all those simulation games w the cute animals, yknow the ones. restaurant sims and house decorating games, just cute calming little games. probs also played a bit of episode, and definitely got into mystic messenger. she'd stay up late just so she wouldn't miss a chat. also likes adorable home and any of those games where u have like a pet to take care of. she makes sure to log on everyday so that her pets survive

noel- ok i had a bit of a hard w him but im feeling like,, creepy puzzle games? like those mystery games where u play as like a detective or smth along those lines. also mayb design games

mischa- projecting here but solitaire. not just normal solitaire but all the different versions too (is this bc i have uhm, 189 hours on Solitaire Grand Harvest alone, yea yea it is). also like, pool and games like that. likes action games and shooter games too yknow.

jane/penny- has all of the papas to go games (definitely paid for them all yup mhm /s). i feel like she'd like idv bc the aesthetic seems fitting for her but the creators n most players suck so like, if she didnt have to deal w all that she'd love it (i used to play and lemme say the chat was,,,,,,,) i like to imagine her n the rest of the choir playing n shes the hunter and just sneaks up on everyone and scares the shit outta them. also would probably download the games from weird ads for shits n giggles

ricky/savannah- so obviously she plays the classics like mentioned before yknow geometry dash, subway surfers, pokemon go, all those. but also rhythm game player, like it just makes sense. likes those cat merge games, or rly like, any cute cat sim. would probs like uh crk or smth that game was fun. also rpg fan

[aliceyabusamesoneball]

i think there should be an au of witch’s heart where instead of being a game it’s a show like my little pony or sofia the first or something where stupid shit happens, mistakes are made, they learn their lesson, and then claire writes to zizel at the end about it or something like in mlp where twilight is like “dear princess celestia...........blablabla” and zizel is like haha humans are so funny

here are my really good episode ideas if this ever happens:

- somehow through magic ashe and sirius switch bodies. they are really mad about it and they keep fighting each other but then they learn that maybe the other one isnt so bad after all and they become friends (maybe) 

- i already did this one on my ask claire blog thing but one where noel and claire go on a date and every other character is spying on them all for different reasons and they all play pranks on noel and claire whether by accident or on purpose until its revealed at the end that everyone was there and noel and claire are like “come on guys really” and they all say sorry

- that one mlp episode where they all get cursed by that poison joke flower happens to all of the humans except wilardo because he already has a flower curse so he has to go find the cure while the other characters are just cursed around him

- the sleepover episode in mlp where applejack and rarity have a sleepover with twilight but theyre being passive aggressive to each other while twilight is unaware until they eventually are forced to work together when that tree falls through the window except with ashe sirius and claire

- claire goes dress shopping with all of the demons and they all yell and argue at each other and claire has to solve their fight because theyre all telling different stories about what happened.. investigation

- THERE SHOULD BE A CHRISTMAS EPISODE and noel gets to be the main character and theres a part where claire and sirius go shopping for a present for noel together and talk about how much they love him and they all throw him a surprise party and they are happy I JJST WANT THEM TO BE HPAPY PLEASE

- that one sofia the first episode where james breaks one of the castle rules and makes a crack in the window and then eventually makes it worse and shatters the window entirely while amber is distracting their parents but then sofia takes the blame for him and she misses the circus or whatever it was except its claire being stupid in the mansion while wilardo distracts sirius and noel takes the blame for her and ashe lectures them all in the end 

- there should be one where its like a fancy ball or dance or something and they all get dressed up and have a good time but maybe something will go wrong.. maybe not who knows

- ashe makes a claire for cake, but they have to leave and then someone takes a bite and then ashe and claire have to become detectives and figure out who took a bite (ashe is the lead detective and claire is his assistant) using their amazing detective skills (in an unexpected plot twist it turns out to be wilardo when they suspected sirius the whole time)

- claire and sirius do an annual brother sister race held in their town or something and they ALMOST get first place but they are beaten and sirius is a sore loser and claire has to teach him to not be

- a hide and seek paintball gun game thing where claire is the spectator/narrator person who calls out whats happening and all of the men get paired with their demon counterpart. there is brutal murder and violence(/j). sirius and lime lose immediately because they keep yelling at each other which gives away their location. at the end its a close battle between wilardo/zizel and ashe/charlotte and ashe and charlotte end up winning. all of this happens while claire is shouting out everything

- zizel hears about weddings and thinks it is a funny human tradition. she asks claire about weddings and claire excitedly tells her all about wedding traditions and proceeds to investigate everyone else about weddings and makes a huge list of everything about weddings ever to zizel. zizel then proceeds to ask rouge to marry her and have a wedding including EVERY SINGLE THING that claire wrote on the list. it is extremely long and tedious and eventually everyone begs zizel to discontinue the wedding and just to leave for the honeymoon, and then she does. in this one zizel writes to claire like “my dearest claire..... weddings are so funny” or something and it is like a reverse episode

- that one mlp episode where pinkie pie clones herself a bunch of times and then twilight has to kill all of her clones until she finally finds the real pinkie pie except its claire accidentally cloning herself a bunch of times and sirius and noel must discover the real one since they know their childhood friend best and after they do they all hug each other and go get ice cream 😊

i cant think of anymore but if you have ideas please tell me because this is very fun to think about

[dollarsigns-angels]

OH MYGOD OKAY OKAY OKAY OKAY. OKAY . HOLD ON YES I CAN HELP WITH THIS

The most important thing to know about faroeverse is the fact that it tackles the narrative topic of fridging, specifically the fridging of female characters. Faroe's story is about surviving in a world that, metatextuality, did not want her to survive.

FIRSTLY: follow @saturnniines on twitter and tumblr! i believe moth is more active on twitter and is kind of The faroeverse guy. also the writer of the fics i'm about to send you!

SECONDLY: a collection of some of the faroeverse works! there's another one out there but i don't remember who wrote it which is sad because it's really good it takes place in the dreamlands :((

fic one, "godhood and girlhood," separates faroe's kiy fragment, jane, as her own person through her explorations of gender.

fic two, "fresh static snow," is this au's version of the yellow arc and it's actually so much sadder imo because it swaps fv!jane and canon!john. faroe gets her dead dad's fragment, arthur gets his dead daughter's fragment. very sad. there's a comic i made for it linked at the bottom of

Some other AU world stuff beneath the cut that's not necessary to know but Is very fun:

Some important other characters:

-Jane Doe. A fragment of the King in Yellow who has chosen her own identity. She's a lot more reserved than John is, her fights with Faroe are ice-cold rather than loud and aggressive, and she has a tendency towards anxiety. She's an absolute sweetheart a lot of the time. She's a transfem lesbian and her relationship with Faroe is definitely romantic, both of these facts are important to the themes of the story.

-Parker Yang (also known as Uncle Park!) Her dad's best friend, and another father figure to her when she's little. Parker shows up far earlier in the story and helps raise Faroe after the bathtub incident. He loses custody of her when Arthur dies, but they reunite when Faroe is a teenager, having run away, and pick up the old family business (aka detective agency.) He later shows up again in the story after being presumed dead, and fills the narrative role of Detective Noel.

-Daniel Saltzman. He really sucks in this timeline, he projects his loss for Bella onto Faroe and has really high pressure and expectations of her to be a "perfect woman." The narrative with him focuses less on reconciliation and forgiveness and more on how your childhood doesn't need to shape you.

-Teddy Hart. The first entirely fanmade character! He's essentially what Bella is to canon Arthur, with the added caveat of the fact that they were in a very forced marriage (see: Daniel Saltzman). He dies when Faroe, fleeing in a panic, accidentally left the stove on. The house burned down with him inside of it. There are whispers that Faroe did it on purpose. She didn't. She misses him, even if she never loved him the way she was "supposed" to.

-Alexander. Remember that kid Oscar talked about in his backstory? This is him. He's in this.

-Addison "Addy" Larson. Wally couldn't do it in this world, he couldn't sacrifice her, so she got the chance to grow up and be just as vicious and power-hungry as him. When she learned of his plans for her when she was little, she decided to complete them--by sacrificing him instead.

-Jupiter. Kayne thought it would be really really funny if this timeline had a character like Yellow too, the other half of the king imprisoned in a mortal body. They skip Faroe and goes straight to Addy.

-Denise "The Butcher" Collins. Pretty much a genderbent regular Butcher except she has some other stuff going on. She's Faroe's butch awakening (no pun intended--Faroe gets the idea to disguise herself as a man in s4 because Denise does it first). Somehow also gayer than the canon Butcher.

And now for some fun facts!

-It takes place in the early 1950s; Faroe is 29. She has access to a lighter and an aerosol can. She uses this power well.

-Faroe plays the violin, not the piano!

-Jane's voice is exactly the same as John's, just with a different cadence and speaking pattern.

-Instead of Owlexander in season 5, Faroe and Jane get a skrungly black kitten they name Bowl. Faroe carries her around in her bag or hood. It's exactly as adorable as you're imagining.

Faroeverse?

Ok SO

I've arrived to the point when I want to get into the Faroeverse.

Tell me where to start and whom to follow pls!

Are there fics? I'm aware of the surrogate series only and that's not it is all I know 😅

[santaverse]

We Are Santa (Drabble) (1 of 3)

[ LOCATION ] : THE PLEDGE DIMENSION; SANTA’S WORKSHOP, THE NORTH POLE

After suddenly being abducted from his home, Songwriter; Noel Royce awoke in a mysterious snowy tundra. This ended up being none other than the North Pole! After a bit of a misunderstanding, Noel met with Scott Calvin; the Santa Claus of this Dimension. The two spoke privately, but their conversation was interrupted by a shriek from within the Workshop. What was the cause of such a commotion, and who was the little toy man that infiltrated the Workshop? 

“ AAAH- OOMPH!! “ A man dressed as Santa fell from out of nowhere. He landed onto a moving conveyor belt.

“ Ngh… “ Once he came to, his eyes widened. There were tons of terrified little elves surrounding him! “ AH! What in da lil’ house of h- “ Before he could finish, a mechanical hand came down and spun the detective around.

“ WOOOOAAH! GET ME OUTTA DIS TIIIIING!! “

Nearby, another man dressed in a Santa Suit came falling from the sky. But he was much larger than the other stranger. Luckily for him, he landed in a pile of stuffed animal stuffing.

“ AH!! “ Emerging from the fluff, he coughed a few times. “ Wh-What is this..? “ He tried to move, but sank further into the stuffing. Guess he wasn’t so lucky, after all. “ Oh no… “

The Elves witnessed these strangers literally appear out of thin air, and they were TERRIFIED. Immediately they stepped away from their stations and stared at the strangers in awe and terror. Luckily for them, Scott and Noel quickly arrived on the scene.

Once the two ran in the room, the Elves stepped out of their way.

“ What’s going on out h- “ Scott interrupted himself once he saw the two red-suited men. His eyebrows slowly raised.

“ More Santas… “ he mumbled to himself.

While Scott stared at the visitors in awe, Noel raced to Tohru’s aid.

“ Hey! Grab my hand! “ He held an arm out… but swiftly regretted doing so once Tohru grabbed hold of it. “ HRK- “  Noel’s eyes widened and his face turned red, but he clasped the large hand with both of his hands. Slowly, he helped Tohru out of the fluff.

“ Thank you. “ Tohru said with a small, unsure smile.

“ H-Hey… Don’t mention it. “ Noel replied before flopping to the floor to gasp for air. 

Back with Harvey, the machine was still spinning him around! While he was being spun, another mechanical arm began wrapping him in festive wrapping paper! Scott finally snapped out of his awestruck state and ran to the machine. With the press of a button, the arms stopped and released Harvey from their clutches. The detective was seeing stars, but he still found room to shout.

“ ALRIGHT… SOMEONE BETTA START TALKIN- OOMPH!! “ He tried to move, but simply flopped forwards due to his whole lower body being covered in wrapping paper. “ AND GET ME OUTTA DIS!!! “

Scott turned to his Elves, who each gave confused looks back at him. He met them all with an awkward smile, followed by a nervous chuckle.

“ I’ve uh… got some explaining to do, don’t I? “

-

While everyone within the Workshop was distracted, Toy Santa was able to make his way to the room where he was created, completely undetected. The first thing Toy Santa did was marvel at the machine that had brought him to life.

“ YES… YES!! OH I MISSED YA, BABY!! “ Luckily, he was the size of an Action Figure, so no one heard his loud voice. “ LET’S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!! I’VE GOT COAL TO DELIVER!! “ 

He ran towards the machine’s controls, hopped onto the panel, then jumped on the buttons to turn the machine on. Once the machine began to power up, Toy Santa leapt up to the lever and held onto it so it could land on the ENGLARGE option. After a few moments of warming up, the machine began to rumble and whir to life! Toy Santa finally landed on the ground then rubbed his plastic hands together.

“ OOH I LOVE IT WHEN A PLAN COMES TOGETHER!! “