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I can't stop myself thinking it OVER when it's OVER ~

D E A D S M A R T !!

INDIE E D W I N P A Y N E of DEAD BOY DETECTIVES / rescued by Non .

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i think it's funny that when ghosts lift things they float, i'm just imagining things lifting ALL OVER THE WORLD && people just.... being like "yeah that's not happening lol"

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DEAD BOY DETECTIVES — The Case of Crystal Palace (S01E01) ››› Jayden Revri as Charles Rowland

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hello i am back to remind you all that i love charles very much.

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You don't belong here. You don't know anything about us.

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Jayden Revri as CHARLES ROWLAND

Dead Boy Detectives (2024 - )

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CHARLES HAS DECIDED OVER TIME that he hates that look, the dark expression on the other's face settling deep under his skin. it made him sad, in a way that the boy couldn't explain. he KNOWS it's not his fault, he knows that no matter what he does he can't make the man at home, the head of the house happy... and yet when beck looks at him like that...

guilt runs through his frame.

❝ i said i'm alright, beck. ❞ but he's not, is he ? he's uncomfortable where he sits, and that persona he puts up, the one where he's all smiles and cheerful words, just doesn't come as easy as it should. it was hard to be the STRONG one when so much was broken right under the surface. shifting along the fabric of your clothes.

he sits up a bit straighter, dark brown eyes on those blues he has an incredibly HARD time saying no to... and sighs. after a moment he goes to pulling off his jacket, and it's slow, steady. unable to move too much because he's sure, now, that he might have dislocated his shoulder in climbing through the window to the basement. to his room.

his shirt, too, bunched around his stomach as hands lift. he's not shaking, he doesn't DARE, but he wants to. he wants to fucking cry. they're red. inflamed, swollen, like a brand across his flesh. but they're not the only ones, the others from earlier that week sit a little lower, purple and green.

he's EERILY silent for a long second. ❝ he just had a bad day. ❞ excuses.

He didn't like the look on Charles' face , the way it saddens as if there's a possibility that Beck doesn't want him there . He watches him closely , expression twisting into something close to confusion as he listens to him smother on the brightness && lightness . Brills , everything was always just brills with Charles Rowland . Beck wishes he could whack his head against something until the truth came out , maybe then he'd have the last slithers of the puzzle that was his friend .

He was always so close yet so far from really KNOWING him .

Eyes widen as the brunette sits himself down , tension in his entire body at the sight of the PAIN shooting across the other boy's face. Beck is frozen to the spot for a long second && then he takes a step forward , letting out a deep sound of discontent .

❝ Fucksake ❞ he breathes , another step so that he's right in front of Charles , glaring into his face . The anger is PALPABLE && it's always there on one of them , because ONE of them is always hurt - the other one never takes it lightly. ❝ Let me see. ❞

Beck wore his scars for the world to see, his father liked to mark him up so that he felt DIRTY underneath the world's gaze . Charles' suffering was marked up && down his back underneath his clothes . It only made Beck more furious , that the man was such a fucking coward . That he tried to hide it away .

❝ c'mon , turn around - let me SEE . ❞

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HIS BROW RAISES EXPECTANTLY, A bit of an expectant look on his face. ❝ not nothing. you're doing that thing with your hands again. ❞ but he falls silent, leaning on the railing next to him with a hum in his throat. crystal was out, it was just the two of them. an ECHO of their past selves, before everything had gotten brilliantly complicated.

well, that was... not quite what charles thought he would hear his best mate admit to, but it wasn't necessarily a problem !! this was the first time in a while, ever since crystal had stepped into their lives, that they'd spoken frankly with each other.

he smiles.

❝ well, for one. y'put one foot in front of another and keep crackin' on even if it's hard. and another — ❞ he's come up to him now, tossing an arm around his shoulder, ❝ with ME here you don't have to worry about all the emotion stuff. just focus on the cold hard facts, that's what you're good at, innit? ❞

Eyes flickered to Charles as he spoke, lips pressed into a thin line. He supposed he always could depend on Charles to notice when his mind was elsewhere, which was as much a blessing as it was a curse. For someone who always seemed to be spreading himself in a thousand directions at once, Charles always had one eye on him.

Which was only proper, he supposed. They were friends, after all. Best friends.

“It’s nothing.” A beat, and he folded his hands in front of him, fists not pressing together, but hands wringing. Tell him, Edwin. Tell your friend. “No, it’s everything. You and I have been on a great many adventures together, but very few have been quite so…emotionally fraught as this one has been, and I’m afraid I’m rather at a loss for how to deal with it.”

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hello I am home && I am HERE !!!!

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Dead Boy Detectives | 1x02. The Case of the Dandelion Shrine

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BRIANA CUOCO as JENNY GREEN

DEAD BOY DETECTIVES (2024 -) 1.08 | THE CASE OF THE HUNGRY SNAKE

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