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When Charles was fourteen, his Dad smashed his cassette tape with a hammer.
He learns to navigate the backpack cause, like, he needs to be useful, yeah?
And this way Charles has everything Edwin needs, and if Edwin gets sick of him he’ll just.. he doesn’t know what he’ll do.
But then Edwin gets the record player.
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The Mystery of the Detectives' First Case by justafandomfollower
Fandoms: Dead Boy Detectives (TV)
21 Jun 2025
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Charles shakes his head, as if distressing over them disparaging the agency’s name, but Crystal can see him trying not to smile. She exchanges her own grin with Niko.
“How did you guys pick the name the first time?” she finds herself asking, and then: “Not even just the name, really. How’d you guys decide to be detectives in the first place?”
That does get Edwin to look up from his desk. He exchanges a long glance with Charles, that kind where they have a whole conversation in seconds. Crystal can’t read them nearly as well as they can each other, but she can see the amusement and fondness bouncing between them. Edwin rolls his eyes and concedes to Charles with a slight nod.
Charles, grinning gleefully, rubs his hands together. “Right. Get ready for the story of a lifetime, girls.”
Or: Charles and Edwin tell a few stories.
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18 Sep 2025
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Suo Gân
Welsh, meaning “lullaby”
suo = lull; cân = songBut this is not my mother.
This looks nothing like my mother.When asked where I am from,
what can I possibly say?
I am you, in part, I suppose
I want to say, but I don't.— Erika L. Sánchez, from Lessons on Expulsion: Poems; “Crossing”
“I have my father's nose and all his rage, but I have my mother's face and her grief. / Rage, I have learned to wear. My mother's grief, however, folds my spine and lives beneath my ribs. It gets heavier and heavier.”
— Fatima Aamer Bilal
Mary now speaks to Christ:
‘Are you my son?—or God?
You are nailed to the cross.
Where lies my homeward road?How can I close my eyes,
uncertain and afraid?
Are you dead?—or alive?
Are you my son?—or God?’Christ speaks to her in turn:
‘Whether dead or alive,
woman, it’s all the same—
son or God, I am thine.’— "Nature Morte.", Joseph Brodsky (tr George L. Kline)
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18 Sep 2025
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“Charles, are you afraid of thunder?”
Tears swell faintly in his eyes, biting his lower lip.
“I’m not… afraid, I- or I don’t know, I just… it brings back bad memories. Like, from the Devlin’s house? But also… bad ones... from my dad.”
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Or: Charles has thunder PTSD, and Edwin holds him through it.
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- Part 3 of The Broken & Proud Dead Boys
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17 Sep 2025
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In the weeks following being revived by the Cup of Life, strange circumstances have been following Leon. The fire in his chambers seems to light and douse itself, the wind dances across his face, and water seems to caress his hands. But nothing is stranger than the root that shoots straight up from the ground to save his life from an arrow aimed at his heart. And stranger still is the answering blossom of warmth in his chest when it does.
But what does it mean? Surely, it can't be magic. Magic corrupts. It's to be reviled. He can't have magic.
Can he?
And why is Merlin suddenly so interested in him?