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second snippet of my work

in @badbuddyfanzine, out this Tuesday! the total word count of all my long-form free verse poems are 2,133.

as i said in the writer's spotlight, it rewards a close reading. the more details you notice, the more you'd hopefully appreciate it. 🥹

to pre-order: badbuddyfanzine.tumblr.com/preorders 🍉

#bad buddy #bad buddy fanzine #free palestine #pran parakul #parakul siridechawat #pat napat #napat jindapat

unicorngunter

Under the Mistletoe (Dec. 16-22)

#oh dbda you deserved to be a 22-episode 3-season show with filler eps and bottle eps and beach eps #LIKEEEE with a cast this charming???#the chemistry and compelling character dynamics #the duos and trios???? what a goldmine #execs just stopped digging halfway through like that stupid meme #dead boy detectives #bananaqueue

unicorngunter

Support group for each of them

#THE LITTLE CRYLAND DETAILS #I LOVE THEM SO MUCH #dead boy detectives #bananaqueue

stormybraindraws

Part 09!!

You can find the other parts here

#MYGOD #I FINALLY HAD TIME TO READ THIS #AND IT WAS WORTH WAITING FOR #TO CHERISH EVERY SINGLE TINY DETAIL #SO SO GOOD #monty the crow #the cat king #dead boy detectives #bananaqueue

homoquartz

watching his situationships haggle is his favorite hobby

#this paired with niko teaching charles the bye bye bye dance are my favs omg #they now come as a set in my head #dead boy detectives #bananaqueue

nuria-schnee

(I know this has been gifed a thousand times but I couldn't help it)

#OOH OOH OOH CHARLES CAREFUL BABE YOUR JAW #also the little side eye at the end .#dead boy detectives #charles rowland #bananaqueue

avasillva

like orpheus, i am not strong enough to not look at what i want

#warrior nun #avatrice #bananaqueue

oxalisworks

Builder Aka Gameplay when Being bombarded by reverse confession be like. Thanks @el-dritchknight for the idea

#my time at sandrock #bananaqueue

kaciart

Patreon | Ko-Fi

#dead boy detectives #payneland #bananaqueue

lorastyrels

We’ve got forever to figure out the rest

#dead boy detectives #payneland #bananaqueue

arisprite

It's Awful Here

Finished up the Dead Girls piece, and oh I'm love. Decided against a corset for Edith, just a chemise and bloomers. I kinda wish I'd done more with Charlotte's clothes, but they're just Charles' right now. His outfit is pretty gender anyway. Also enjoyed the lighting here - back lighting AND holding the lantern made for some fun puzzles to solve.

Hope you like!

last-night-is-a-blur

I love this.

Also, can't help but to imagine what the Dead Girl Detective show would have been like.

#dead boy detectives #payneland #bananaqueue

kaciart

Another collab with the AMAZING @asidian for their fic The Case of the Abandoned Mine for Day 26 That's no barn spider: Venomous bite / Arachnophobia / “You'll be okay, we can help.”

Its been such a joy to do these with Asi 😍 We have the same mind so anything she writes just is right upp my street and I always see so many moments I want to draw.

@whumperless-whump-event

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#dead boy detectives #payneland #bananaqueue

xsjkxs

me and my besties at the front door of Netflix headquarters

#dead boy detectives #bananaqueue

edwin payne x 8 letters (acoustic)

the words don't seem to fit quite right.

a sort of edwin counterpart to my last edit with charles x eyes off you!

[twt. | ig. | tt.]

#edwin payne #edwin paine #dead boy detectives #dbda #dbda edit #edwin payne edit #payneland #payneland edit #chedwin #painland #paynland #paineland #jupiter

madnessiseverything

tossing his bag with enough force to split the wooden poles nearby, charles wants nothing more than to scream; to throw his fists until something breaks, until splinters take him apart and reveal the monster beneath.

he is his father's son, forever shaped by his father's hands, he must be. it's hard to think of himself as anything else when anger starts to feel like a familiar embrace, a familiar rush, a familiar love—when anger starts to run through his every thought like blood.

his father's shadow is long, deep. sometimes charles wonders how he can see in the dark, with only the glow of his own despair to guide him, only the sting of a buckle to keep him from finding the walls and clawing his way out of the chasm of his past.

he sits in the office, and catches glimpses of his father at the desk. he breaks something, and finds his father in the way his hands clench around its pieces. he yells, and the sound of an unraveling belt swings below his words. he blinks, and any room looks at least a little like the basement. he looks at edwin, and wonders how long it will take for him to ruin him beyond repair.

sometimes, when it's dark and cold and there is a familiar sting against his skin, charles wonders if his soul was collected in that attic after all, if he has become nothing more than a hollow shell for his father's lessons to be unleashed into the world; a way for his father to stretch his bloodied fingers further than their little house. sometimes, it feels like he is in the passenger seat of his own mind even after death, forever made to watch his father jerk the leather wrapped wheel with furious hands and force him into the ditch filled with thorn bushes and shattered glass.

he feels like a chained dog, trained with tight leashes and tighter fists until bark and bite are the only things left inside. truly his father's son, a rowland through and through, tainted forever by a legacy of bruised knuckles and broken toys.

but fuck, he thinks with furious tears spilling despite his wishes, he doesn't want to be.

(edwin smiles like there is nothing more ridiculous than charles being like his father. edwin flips up his collar, tilts his head, and calls him the best person he knows. edwin melts into his hug like it's a sanctuary, not a prison meant to escape. edwin stays.

charles wishes he could see himself in whatever light that makes edwin look at him like this, like something precious to be cherished, something to be kept around. he holds on tighter and renews his oath to never leave, even with the fury forever licking up his insides. he'll do anything to stay.)

#any room looks a little like the basement #good god.#dead boy detectives #charles rowland #bananaqueue