Celebratory Dead Duck Detectives
don’t think i can call it a hyperfixation anymore fam im afraid im just long term insane about this piece of media
when Dead Boy Detectives gets a second season, i want the Night Nurse to be deeply unsettled by Charles -> like- i think she'd have a soft spot for him, absolutely
but also he beat her into the belly of a murderous fish and then completely 180'd on their next interaction
[Charles is sitting cross-legged against the couch in their office, with a new cricket bat on his lap and one of Edwin's books open next to him] [The Night Nurse materializes with a swish of fabric and looks around] Charles, glancing up and grinning: Charlie! What're you doing here? Night Nurse, sighing: I believe I have told you innumerous times by now not to call me that. What are you doing? Charles: Well, my last bat kind of got splintered fighting Esther's giant lass eating snake so- Night Nurse: -in five words or less? Charles, holding it up: Enchanting. A. New. Bat. [He looks at his fingers] Charles: ...Charlie. Night Nurse: I said or less! Oh, never mind, where's your other half? I was under the assumption you two were joined at the hip. . . . Charles, tilting his head: He's out. Night Nurse, taking a deep breath: Out where? Charles: Just out. Why're you asking? [The Night Nurse holds up a file with an incredulous flourish, a perfectly arched brow.] Charles, getting to his feet with a grin: New case then, is it? Brills, I'll take it to him Night Nurse: Now wait just a moment- [He's out through the mirror, file in hand, before she can voice a full protest] Charles: Cheers, Charlie! . . . Night Nurse, straightening out her attire: I am a trans-dimensional being with a lifetime that spans eons. And yet, that boy.. . . . [She clears her throat. Turns on her heel] Night Nurse: ..disturbs me.
Endless compliments to the 173 amazing artists who poured their hearts into this.💛
Here's what we made, with love:
Check out all the frames closely: https://sites.google.com/view/the-best-frames-we-know/home?authuser=1
Appreciation post for all the beginner artists who work hard despite the AI looming over us. You are fabulous. You are precious. Keep up the hard work, you are needed.
gun to my head i would rather die than read this fic. what the fuck are you even doing at this point. whats the fucking point?
I found a bunch of snippets I wrote that I'm unlikely to put into any actual fics so now I'm going to share them here out of context.
“I finished one you know. Took a while, but I did it.”
“What’s this now?”
“I finished reading one of your dusty, Greek books. It was in English, but I read the thing cover to cover. Honest. It was pretty good actually. It reminded me of us in the end.”
Edwin was almost afraid what Greek tragedy Charles was comparing them to now, but he looked so proud for having finished it, so Edwin couldn’t help but ask, “Which one was that then?”
“The Odyssey.”
Admittedly that wasn’t what Edwin had expected, and as far as Greek epics went it wasn’t the easiest to get through.
“I guess they made a musical of it? Crystal was playing it for me, and the songs sounded pretty cool, so I thought I’d give the book a go. Gotta admit the musical was easier to follow. Words I never thought I’d say.”
“You said it reminded you of us in the end? I can see you as Odysseus. Strong, brave, and using his wits to beat his opponents in clever, unexpected ways. Who would I be?”
“Penelope.”
Ghosts couldn’t technically choke, but that didn’t stop the shock from causing Edwin to cough. Of course Charles was at his side in a second, patting his back as if that could help. “Sorry, sorry. I guess I should say we’re both Odysseus and Penelope. It’s like you said, right? Odysseus’s super clever and using his brain to get out of all kinds of problems. So, he’s like you. And Penelope is also wicked brilliant, tricking the suitors to get off her back. Odysseus was all determined to make it back to her no matter what, and she was willing to wait for him, even though she actually had no way of knowing he was alive. I think that’s both of us, innit? If we ever got separated, we’d fight our way back to each other however we had to, no matter how long it took.”
Day 10: Lantern
(Haven’t been able to do anything new for @dbdpromptober yet, but todays prompt seemed like a good excuse to share these two side-by-side)
turns out this series still has a chockehold on me, so here's some old fanart of the gang (but mostly the boys) :)
I'll probably try to draw them again today to celebrate both the anniversary and the loss of my sanity, but who knows