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@babyseraphim / babyseraphim.tumblr.com

Nimm
they/them - 26 yr old nonbinary aroace lesbian
fanfic writer, vocal/piano teacher, and prolific yapper
current obsession: dead boy detectives

BABYSERAPHIM’S DBDA MASTERPOST

so, the show's been cancelled, i know. but if they're not gonna make any more content, then by god, i'm gonna fucking do it myself.

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Music Analyses

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Fanfics

Chapters: 14/? Word count: 92.2k

After tangling with the spirit of a mad scientist, Edwin is left with a seven-year-old Charles that has no memory of him or their afterlife together. Edwin learns about Charles’s childhood in steps, as Charles finds his way back to the family he’s built by working through the trauma of his past.

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dye it all, rosary beautiful fanart: ch. 1

Chapters: 2/2 Word count: 9.2k

Edwin doesn't understand how trauma works. He and Charles learn the hard way. (A fic based on the long-lasting consequences of the Lust circles of Hell on Edwin's psyche)

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when you get an idea for a fic but you know you’re going to have to really take your time with it in order to properly capture all the little details and plot points and themes you want to convey, but also you’re an impatient bitch who wants to write out and read that fun story in your head right fuckin’ now

Very abbreviated concept, but please consider the classic “Charles gets dosed with a love potion” - but the person the potion latches onto isn’t Edwin, it’s an amateur potioneer with a crush on him and no respect for consent. And it works, fully, Charles is madly in love, sobbing and composing sonnets and proclaiming everlasting devotion and all the rest. He tries to stay with Edwin, but the draw gets too strong as the potion takes hold, and he runs off into the night to meet her.

And then, a few days later, Edwin gets to them, and tries to rescue Charles starting with taking down the potioneer, and the potioneer commands Charles to protect her from Edwin. And Charles freezes, and stares at them both. And then, face covered in tears, slurring apologies, he knocks the potioneer out from behind.

Edwin gives him the antidote, and his eyes slowly clear, coming into sharp focus on Edwin.

“Charles? Are you alright? How do you feel?”

Charles keeps staring, for a bit, eyes fully focused now but brow furrowed, and Edwin gets more concerned, if possible.

“I… I think I feel… I think. No. I don’t think, I’m quite sure. I love you, Edwin. Like, the way you love me. I’m in love with you.”

Edwin lets out a breath like he’s been hit. “Oh.”

He looks back at Charles, hands moving spasmodically through the air, reaching towards Charles and then back again. “I’m so sorry, Charles. I must have failed with the antidote, it must have altered the parameters of the potion instead of ending the effects, I - just give me an hour, I’ll find out went wrong and remedy it, I promise. Don’t worry, I’ll fix it, just - “

Charles surges forward and grabs Edwin’s erratic hands from the air. “No, that’s not what I’m saying! I’m saying - I’m saying that even when the potion was working, and I was madly in love with that bint, I still loved you more. I had to go with her, I couldn’t stop myself, but I still loved you more. And I always have, Edwin, the whole - the whole drunken giddiness or whatever that it did to me, the obsession, it’s nothing to what I’ve always felt for you, I love you so much - so much bigger - than that potion. I love you, Edwin.”

And Edwin looks at him, again, still, eyes wide, hands held clutched in Charles’s, and speaks again, and this time it sounds like a breath let out after having been held for decades. “Oh.”

Hey whatever you do don't think about how Charles runs around in light colored short sleeved shirts, or his white undershirt as often as he can now that he's dead, because in life he spent most of his time in dark colors and long sleeves to hide injuries.

Don't think about baby Charles in polos and hoodies even when he's too warm.

Don't think about how, in death, he doesn't hurt, except in extremely rare circumstances.

Don't think about how he doesn't bleed through his clothing anymore.

Don't think about how he didn't find safety and peace until he found the end of his life.

Don't cry.

He doesn't.

ao3 icon gifs: edwin and charles

About a month ago I discovered that you can have gifs as your Ao3 icon and so obviously I’ve had one since then. It’s a bit of an acquired look but I’ve come to enjoy it and have been wanting to make a collection of icons for anyone to use.

I went through my most popular posts, as well as some of my favorite gifsets and spent some time resizing, optimizing, and for some, adjusting the colors a bit, to make sure they fit in the super small file limits for Ao3 icons (under 500kb), and still look okay.

There’s about 50, and most of these are 120px squares, which is a bit bigger than the 100px square that Ao3 recommends. I mostly did this because Ao3 makes your icon bigger in the comment section and on your profile, so it's nice if it’s a bit larger than 100px. That being said, they will not look very good in this post. They are itty, bitty gifs and as such, they are really pixelated.

To download, I recommend using tumblr desktop, opening the gif in a new tab, and then in the url where it says “.gifv” delete the ‘v’ so that it says “.gif” at the end. Only then can you download the gif properly.

If you’re on the mobile app, tumblr will often compress the gif. I recommend opening the post in your phone browser instead of the app, and then following the same instructions for desktop. This way, you’ll get the best looking file for your icon :)

row 1: charles cricket bat ep 1 | charles "yes i can crow, you'll see" | charles "i left it back at the office"

row 2: charles "i'll make you my friend eventually" | charles "an evil seagull" | charles imitating edwin ep 4

row 3: charles "is that right?" | charles cricket bat ep 6 | edwin indignant ep 2

row 4: edwin "do not get used to it" | edwin "what is a handjob?" | edwin crying in hell

row 5: charles "i'm here to rescue you" | ep 8 hug pt 1 | ep 8 hug pt 2

row 6: charles post-hug hand on heart | ep 5 hug | edwin post-hug hand on heart

row 7: (potential couples icons) charles on tube | edwin on tube | edwin "perhaps we should follow up with this molly character"

row 8: (potential couples icons) edwin smiling at charles ep 1 | charles smiling at edwin ep 1 | charles "molly character" reaction

row 9: edwin staring wistfully ep 4 | charles talking to crystal ep 4 | charles "right edwin?" ep 4

row 10: edwin gasp ep 4 | edwin violet gif ep 1 | edwin violet gif ep 1 (pink edition - inspired by @idliketobeatree)

For the last time dude, my leitmotif sounds exactly like it always has. There is no symbolism for creeping corruption in there

But you said, you said that your leitmotif was gonna. Incorporate. Was gonna incorporate elements... of my leitmotif. You said last night about the leitmotifs 🥺👉👈

I know most people don't care about anything unless it has to do with the U.S. but can we please start talking about the Canadian election.

Please don't vote for Poilievre. He's basically the Canadian Trump and plans to put in place laws that harm trans youth, and lots of other shit.

Please vote istg this is the only way anything will get better. Poilievre has been kissing millionaires and billionaires asses. He'll make life even harder, and he loves Trump.

Reblogs are appreciated, especially if you aren't Canadian.

a talking point i often see when defending the consumption of dark content is that it’s a coping mechanism for those with trauma which is very valid and true but i also want to make this abundantly clear: you can like dark content for no reason. you can enjoy fucked up shit in fiction because it’s enjoyable and entertaining. trauma is not required as a ticket for entry. enjoy your dark content bc it’s fun and sexy and don’t let anyone take that away from you

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