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you know what? kevin and jean actually are the good ending of orpheus and eurydice.

if kevin had not walked away without looking back, jean would never have made it out of that hell.

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rereading the king's men and i love (and i mean hate) that in the first chapter neil says that he's "not sorry" and he'd "do it again if [he] had to" when he's confronted by matt for going to evermore but two pages later he's apologizing to nicky for not getting them gifts for christmas. like, neil, no...

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i love the cover details of the french edition for the sunshine court. the fox on the top right corner chewing and stepping on raven feathers? chef's kiss.

can we also talk about the raven shadow looming over jean's head?? the nest trauma still haunting him and that fox paw reaching inside that shadow, as if to claw it out?? and it's even coming out of a daffodil

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i've been looking and can't find anything; does anyone know of a good aftg IT au fic? i can't believe there isn't at least one out there

(or maybe i should just write one myself)

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another one for the endless neil/jean parallels

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oh, what's my fave ship you ask? well it's neil "rabid little fox" josten x andrew "fair-haired rat" minyard as described by jean moreau, i'm glad you asked <3

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shake it out by florence + the machine or do you mean jean-yves moreau's song???

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i hope we get more tanner & jean interactions in the next because theirs is such a good and heartwarming dynamic! it's letting jean being the older brother figure he hasn't been able to be for years (non matter how bittersweet that is) because that's one of the too many things that's been ripped away from him. it's letting jean being a kind figure to look up to and learn from when he's never had that: a direct but healthier parallel to him being thea's duckling; he now has one of his own and he can break that cycle of violence when it comes to teaching.

and they way that tanner approaches jean too! there's no assumptions or initial mistrust, he just goes to him and asks him to teach him drills so he can throw just like him! it's as simple as that, jean is just a teammate who he looks up too and who he can learn from without any other expectation.

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jean's inner monologue in the sunshine court

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binge-reading the golden raven all sunday has inevitably caused some aftg related dreams the following night: i dreamed that somehow jean was sharing dorms with the foxes and every night neil checked up on jean to make sure he was still breathing and that kevin gave an asleep jean a temple kiss every night 🥹 is that wildly out of character? yes. but also fucking cute

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what i NEED from the golden raven: kevin sending jean a postcard/gifting him a magnet

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born to be an abstract concept, forced to be a percievable entity

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i never should have watched it 1990 because dennis christopher as eddie?? absolute perfection, i love him. and i'm even more mad at ransone's portrayal now. we were robbed.

THIS would have been perfect.

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For DBD, I saw a post on how mirror hopping would take a lot of trial and error to learn which might make for a fun short story, especially if they get stuck somewhere by accident

Thank you so much for the prompt ♥ This was really fun to write, I like thinking about how they might have been at the beginning of their friendship!

“Charles”, Edwin says, and while Charles isn’t looking at him, he still knows that Edwin is rolling his eyes. He can hear it in his tone, even if all Edwin said was his name, but it’s right there, spelt out in between the intake of breath before and the drawl of the vowel: Edwin is rolling his eyes. They haven’t known each other that long, only a few months, so maybe Charles shouldn’t be able to read his new friend’s tone this well, but it was just never difficult to read Edwin to begin with. Something about them just clicked, even if Charles was dying and Edwin fresh out of hell, like their souls had touched and found that the other was what they lacked.

Okay, maybe he is getting a bit ahead of himself now.

“Are you even listening to me?”, Edwin asks, and actually, Charles isn’t, but he nods anyway, and finally looks up at Edwin. Who is standing very, very close.

“You were scolding me”, Charles answers, because on one hand, that seems to be a pretty good guess most times, and on the other, well. He kind of deserves it.

Edwin makes a sound, a tiny little thing that is both exasperated and fond, and Charles gives him a smile, because that usually helps with making Edwin less annoyed. And it works this time, too, because a moment later, Edwin smiles back, his pretty eyes softening.

Pretty? … well, yes. But maybe a thought for later.

“I know that mirror travel is quite difficult to navigate”, Edwin tells him, definitely more fond than exasperated now, “but when you said that you would take the lead this time, and I asked you if you were certain and you said yes, well. I expected you to actually bring us where we were supposed to be going.”

“And not into a pretty cramped supply closet, you mean?”, Charles asks, trying for humour because that, too, is a good way of making Edwin smile, and making Edwin smile has become kind of a priority for Charles lately.

“Precisely”, Edwin answers, and there is a smile in his voice, a smile on his lips. It feels like a victory.

“At least we know how to get out again”, Charles says and gestures to the small mirror behind Edwin. “I’ll even let you take the lead this time.”

Edwin tuts, turns around as gracefully and theatrically as possible when stuck between cardboard boxes and discarded furniture, and says, “As if I ever needed permission.” Before he disappears through the mirror, leaving Charles behind.

Who, for a moment, just looks after him, this brilliant, headstrong, impossibly fascinating boy, who somehow managed to read him to a peaceful death and has kept him company ever since. And thinks, I really couldn’t have made a better choice.

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same thing.

i can totally see a dead boys unsolved au.