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Master List Post for The Billy Kid Angst Chronicles >:3 -> hopefully, this will keep me a wee bit more organized with what I have or have not posted. feel free to leave requests on this too, or just feedback about any fic you particularly liked or disliked!!

Computer Virus Dismemberment [Caesar and Lighter's reaction] Matpat Corrupted or Crushed [pt.2] Puppet Taking the Hit Sick Demara's Silly Sister Caesar Hare Headcanons [pt.2, pt.3 pt.4, pt.5] Bunny Ear Billy Shut Down Memory Loss Badass Billy Too Late Unlikely Friends? Reunion! Same soul, Different font

and more to come :D so check back from time to time!!

i need to stop thinking about DBD because i just keep getting more ideas for fanfics and animatics

"Everyone likes me eventually" yeah, Charles, they sure as FUCK do 😭 ao3 fic: here

it really speaks volumes to Charles’ character that he didn’t want to name the Night Nurse ‘Charlie’ because it’s a nickname of his own name but because she reminded him of a film

like i don’t think it even occurred to this sweet boy

explaining my thought process for this section a little more ↑ from ch 2 of my Chorbwin fic 'like a wishbone'

'split like ripples in a puddle' was originally supposed to be worded more like 'rain on a lake' or 'shots through a target' to reference the rocks that were thrown at him, but they felt too on the nose -w-" -> but you know what rocks make? ripples! so compromise

AND IT'S HERE❗

writing for the DBD fandom has gotta be one of my favorite things rn, y'all write... so many comments and worded reblogs... i love it so much -> and rest assured, i've finished the show before writing this TTwTT

post: here ao3 fic: here @mountainsoftreatos >W•

Summary: Given the dead boy's chronically horrifying existences, it makes sense that they would space out from time to time. Mentally check out to recoup.

Luckily, they never let the other stray too far alternatively: i wanted to write them holding hands

I love that Crystal like- actually has a vendetta against british people but also SPECIFICALLY against Edwin "Charles, be less british. Edwin... be less Edwin."

me when i realize getting comments on my fics means i have to actually WRITE my fics: ... *sobs* -> nah, i love writing, really- even when my head tells me i suck at it

AHHH- AH WHAT THE FUCK!?

WHAT THE FUCK??? [post in question]

literally screaming rn oml- i LOVE aashidoodles art sm, this is literally insane what the fuck -> i'm freaking out, oh my gosh

anyway this is a character study for early Charles and Edwin, because i have literally never written british ghost boys and i want more content of their orb forms [also y'all were so sweet on my last dbd posts, so i wanna make sure i get the fic just right <3] ↑ basically, think the first scene where Pearl gets poofed in SU -> ao3 fic: here <-

you just simply cannot convince me otherwise that Charles “…why’d you say it like that ☹️” Rowland isn’t a sensitive bab

poor boy runs on positive feedback and adrenaline and i don’t think he knows the difference

i firmly believe Edwin can throw Charles over his shoulder when he needs to, he’s just horrifically bad at attempting to hurt his best friend

[the four of them are chilling in the office, because Niko is alive and im not open to criticisms actually, thank you] [Charles had just shooed off a particularly nasty client- a nasty nasty client that resulted in the agency closing early. Or least going on break] [Edwin is on the couch, reading, while the other three are sitting on the floor playing cards] Crystal, tossing a blue 3 into a steadily growing pile: You know, it's so nice not having to deal with people like that anymore Charles, taking his turn: People like what? Crystal: You know- assholes like that guy. Who think they can be rude to service workers just because they're 'paying' [Niko nods emphatically as she debates on the best card, while Edwin doesn't even look away from his book] Edwin, briefly reaching down to squeeze his partner's shoulder: I can tell you Charles has never once let that kind of abhorrent behavior slide, especially not in this office. You needn't worry Niko, finally laying down a yellow three: That true, it's like having our own scary dog.. but instead of robbers, he scares off rude people. And spirits [Crystal snickers, her fingers primed to set down a yellow skip] Crystal: And Night Nurses. Charles, with the face of a people pleaser obviously about to crack: ...you guys think I'm scary? [Everybody freezes- Edwin on the couch, Crystal with her skip, and Niko with remaining two cards] [Edwin finally looks up from his book to glare incredulously at Crystal from over Charles' head. Crystal quickly chooses a new card] Crystal, shaking her head: ...no- No no, no no no.. it's a- it's a joke! [The game is quickly abandoned in favor of Niko and Crystal scooting closer on opposite sides of Charles- the latter holding her phone out with one of those 'reasons i feel safe walking alone' videos open and playing] [Edwin leans over Charles' head to watch too, his hand laying almost protectively on the other boy's shoulder]

i don't think it's talked about enough that Charles and Edwin will do cases purely for the sake of collecting items sometimes

and it's not even like- a one sided indulgence thing??? both of them just genuinely enjoy amassing a bunch of different magic paraphernalia

not a single miss, on any of them, i fear -> perfect shroomed versions

this is... admittedly very niche

Licorice's issue, though, is that he doesn't have enough magic where Prune's issue is that he doesn't have any.

BUT Prune Juice has an alternative passion, one that he's very very good at. Licorice, whilst having an alternative ability that he's arguably very skilled with [his scythe], does not have a passion for it ↑ neither of them were encouraged to pursue magic and turned to different options

they both could've very easily turned into the other, had Prune not met Kouign Amann and Capsaicin and had Licorice been supported at any point in his life

Both of them are extremely passionate in their studies, and yet they get overshadowed by the individuals who have a natural ability to perform

honestly if you took away the nuances of their characters, you could very easily boil them both down to 'Talent v. Passion' -> and neither of them have talent

Dead Boy Detectives headcanon except i haven't seen the last two episodes yet so bare with me [i'm watching them as i type this] -> loosely based on my own dissociative episodes and what i wish people'd do for me

so! in the instance that they're out on cases and can't exactly go back to the office just yet [or wherever they're currently lodging] they'll gently guide the other by the hand or sleeve until he comes back to himself

[a little after the events of the Devlin House, but before the lighthouse] [Charles had been in front of the two, helping Edwin find cats, but slowly he'd begun to lag.. until...] Crystal: Hey, Charles, what was it you- [she blinks, and makes her way over to the ghostie] Crystal: Charles? [Edwin looks over, confused, and then jolts in surprise. He's at their side in an instant, careful to keep his movements unabrupt] Crystal, waving a hand in front his eyes: Are you g- hey!? Edwin, lowering her hand by the wrist: That- won't help. Crystal: Well, is he okay? What's going on? Edwin: ...He will be. This just.. happens sometimes, for the both of us. It is best to let it run its course. [Crystal opens her mouth to protest- or something, but thinks of the general... state of the two. And concedes] Crystal, reaching for Charles again- albeit hesitantly: So- okay, you have got to stop grabbing me [Again, Edwin lowers her hand. He rolls his eyes] Edwin: Then stop reaching for him. Charles will be fine. [It almost sounds like he's trying to convince himself, his words sharp, but his hand is gentle as he takes his best friend's] Edwin, quietly: Charles.. how far are you? [He carefully squeezes his hand, trying to gauge how deep Charles had zoned out] Edwin: Can you hear me? Charles? Charles, the haze clearing just slightly: Mate..? Edwin, swallowing: Okay. Alright then, come on. Let's go for a walk