Hi! I'm Bri cx

Just a girl of many fandoms who likes to scream about said fandoms. Blog will mostly consist of reblogs about things I like with a few creations of mine from time to time cx Icon created by @askfatetalesans Background is a screen cap from Discord Murder Party on YouTube!

[sherlock-is-ace]

what if fawx & stallion but modern times? 👀

[sherlock-is-ace]

also yes, i posted this in celebration of the @224bbaker kickstarter going live!!! i'm so excited for s3 y'all!

[224bbaker]

This is SO FANTASTIC!!! Thank you for helping to spread the word, and sharing the James Stallion Earrings agenda!

[loa-thoughts]

Super quick Jericho/virgil drawing because I love them so much

[batoidman]

i went back and did the rest of the scene bc i hate myself or something

happy pride month or whatever if there are any mistakes this time no there arent u didnt see em shh ok 💚

[punkitt-is-here]

quirky fourth wall breaking character but theyre just fucking. wrong about the medium theyre in. they keep making references to cinematic techniques and directorial styles and the other fourth wall breaking character is like "dumbass we're in a fucking comic book" and they are in a video game.

[totally-cis-offical]

Well currently they’re in a tumblr post but I see your point

[moon-of-curses]

we're actually in a youtube video if this turns out to be funny enough

[peppermoths]

does anyone want to see a really good picture of my kitty cat

[peppermoths]

[cheddar-baby]

not a cat, first off

[cheddar-baby]

snale

[desertflowerbowling]

I do think we should have gotten a “Rudyard ruins pride” special

[eliasfio]

witch hat anya,,

[deathbydyingpod]

HAPPY PRIDE, EVERYONE!!! 💜🧡💙💚💛❤️ But a special Happy Pride to the cryptids, phantasms, mutant squirrels, gentle haunters, midnight lurkers, cosmic spuds, phantom bicycles, Angels of Death, adorable man-eating cats, obituary writers, and all the honorary Crestfallens of the world 😘

[imklare]

Feeling very maternal over little Ziggy

[wifegideonnav]

“bits to use in everyday conversations”

[jammyjambam]

An icebound accident

[awesomecuza]

set of cryptids 🌲

[abstractfrog]

That’s a big potato

[briflatclarinet]

On a discord call and my wife decided that having a drag persona would heal something in Gilear Faeth and the squad decided his name would be Gogurta

[fenzs-strikes-again]

Her circus, her monkeys

[autistobrat]

this too shall pass but the fuck was that for

[sthilarions]

Please consider:

Crystal can’t focus on the case because she’s busy having an absolute meltdown over an exam she has the next day, that she absolutely has to get a good grade on. And she’s been out of school for months, and her memory’s spotty, and she’s been so anxious about it she could barely bring herself to pick up her books, which she barely remembers how to use anyway, and she is, quite frankly, terrified.

And Charles does his Thing, all “you’ll do amazing, Crystal!” and “it’s just a test - that you’re gonna do great on!” and she goes back to her apartment feeling somehow even worse.

In her apartment, she clicks the light on and immediately screams, because there’s a damn ghost sitting on her bed, ankles crossed, hands folded primly.

“What time is your exam tomorrow, Crystal?”

“What the fuck - I don’t - 9AM,” Crystal says, far too exhausted and miserable to argue or snipe, and slumps on the bed next to Edwin, fully clothed.

“I will be there at 8:45,” Edwin says, and Crystal’s brain spins. “I have already arranged an excuse so Charles will not know where I am.”

Crystal’s eyes blink back open, then blink several more times. “What?”

“I do not need to sleep,” Edwin said, “so I will spend the next few hours reviewing your books to ensure my knowledge is up to date. You said it was multiple-choice, so you won’t need to translate my idiom into your own. I do recommend, however,” he said, with a touch of awkwardness, “that you transcribe a few answers incorrectly, for… verisimilitude.”

Crystal stared up at him. “Edwin,” she said slowly, “are you… are you offering to cheat for me, and lie to Charles about it?”

Edwin twitched. “I did not lie to Charles,” he said. “But I will not deny I misled him, yes. Crystal,” he said, and turned to face her head-on, pulling his legs up on the bed. “You are not learning anything, with all of - ” he gestured at her books and notebooks, which she would deny the tear stains on to her deathbed - “this. It is only causing you distress. There is no inherent virtue in suffering.” He said the last sentence like it was a mantra he’d repeated a thousand times, trying to get himself or Charles to believe it.

Crystal shook her head, still dazed. “You, Edwin Payne, are offering to cheat on a test for me, Crystal Palace?”

Edwin huffed. “I am offering to use my skills to relieve your distress and ensure your ability to maintain your work at the Agency, which is the same thing I always do. I am simply doing it in a different location.”

Crystal would deny the tears dripping down onto her cheeks now far, far past her deathbed. “Thanks,” she sniffled.

“Of course,” Edwin said, and folded his legs elegantly off the bed. “Now I will leave you to your rest.” And he gathered up all of those awful fucking books into his hands, and Crystal fell asleep before he’d even left.