Qualifiying for the Codependency Olympics
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Super Effective Against Ghost Types by RoseGanymede95 for thefictionally
Fandoms: Dead Boy Detectives (TV)
13 Dec 2024
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“Were you like Brad and Hunter, when you were alive?” Niko asked dubiously.
Charles stilled. “Well—maybe. I think I was always a little bit different from other guys, to be honest,” he said, like he was confessing something. “My old mates were definitely cut from the same cloth, though.”
“Oh,” Niko realized. “Is that why you want them to be good guys? They remind you of your friends?”
“Er…” Charles trailed off. He squished the ball of PlayDoh in his hands. Gray showed between his fingers. “Not exactly. My old mates weren’t, ah. Well. They weren’t good guys, in the end. I mean, Brad and Hunter do remind me of them. A lot, actually. But it’s more like, it would be really nice to know that guys like James or Pete could be nice.” He contemplated the dough in his hands with a small frown. “I just wonder, if those guys had been born a little later, maybe they would have turned out better? Maybe we might have been alright.”
Niko followed his gaze. Charles seemed to be getting PlayDoh residue on his fingers. They were turning gray, now, too.
“Were your friends nice to you?” Niko asked, suddenly worried.
Charles met her eyes, but he had a faraway look on his face. “Sometimes,” he said.
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RIP to Orpheus But I'm Different by RoseGanymede95 for babyseraphim
Fandoms: Dead Boy Detectives (TV)
24 Nov 2025
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“What is it?” Charles asks.
“Hang on,” says Edwin. He flips rapidly through pages of his notebook. He magically extended it a while back, so the bloody thing’s got more than seven-hundred pages full of Edwin’s notes and sketches. It makes for a tense several seconds of flipping.
When he does stop, finding the correct page and holding it open under the light, Charles’ breath catches in his throat.
“Is this her?” Edwin asks urgently.
Edwin’s a damn good artist, even if he insists it’s just a practical thing. He’s captured her likeness shockingly well. Lank hair, full cheeks, sullen pout. Wide, staring eyes.
“Yeah,” Charles breathes. “That’s her. Who is she?”
Edwin is clearly horrified. No, it’s worse than that. Edwin looks scared. Charles’ instincts all kick up into high gear, and he has to clench his fists to resist the urge to simply shove Edwin into his backpack.
“I don’t know,” Edwin says quietly, like he’s afraid of being overheard. “But I’ve seen her.” He hesitates. “In Hell.”Series