College au, set in modern times, where the boys, Crystal, Niko, Monty and CK are playing a drinking game, something with asking questions
Edwin feels out of his depth because he's never played games like these before, so he asks a basic question like "what is your favorite color?"
And Charles, CK and Monty look at Edwin with heart eyes for a moment and then answer in unison:
"Green"
Women can write m/m. Men can write f/f. Asexuals can write filthy smut. Lesbians and gay men can write m/f. It's all arbitrary anyway. Who give a shit.
Watched the one Doom Patrol episode with the dead boy detectives in it yesterday and I still can't get over their method for "astral projection". This version of Edwin has my heart.
the fact that Edwin lived in the early 1900s is a fantastic source of comedic potential. he's just constantly saying things that he doesn't realise are completely batshit insane, and the others are just left utterly floored.
like they're all talking and Crystal mentions she's tried cocaine once on a wild night out, and Edwin, who used to get that shit medically prescribed at the drop of a hat is like ??? okay?? hope you felt better, it always used to help me when I had a cold too :) Charles why are you laughing?
i dunno man! maybe it's just "i don't need charles to protect me" "i'd do it anyways, won't i?" and "there's no one else i'd go to hell for"
maybe it's just "she has damage" "shut it, edwin" and "so, you'll be leaving then?" "oi!"
maybe it's just "if we simply killed her, this wouldn't be an issue anymore" and "if she had died last night, i would have no problem with her staying"
maybe it's just "guess you're a lot alike, really" and "well, that sounds a lot like you, doesn't it?"
maybe it's just "you know boys can like like each other, right?" and "it is normal, now" and "it's not 1916 anymore" and "it's not 1916, you know"
maybe it's just charles' baseball bat and charles' cricket bat
maybe it's just larry & edwin chatting about queerness on a beach, and niko & edwin chatting about queerness on a beach
maybe it's just charles throwing a smoke bomb at the afterlife demon, and charles throwing a moltov cocktail at an afterlife demon
maybe it's just the lantern passed on in moments of strength and light and love
maybe it's just the FUCKING PARALLELS between dead patrol and the netflix adaptation that make me FERAL
some of yall never got sacrificed by a guy that was secretly in love with you and it shows
Crystal: The next person that says "weird flex but okay" is going to get kicked in the shins.
Edwin: Preposterous boast but alas...
Cat King: You have friends and I envy that. Edwin: You're welcome to share my friends. Cat King: *looks at Charles, Crystal, and Niko* Cat King: I don't want those.
Fuckers canceled my gay little ghost show. Can't have shit on netflix
I know I lovingly poke fun at Edwin a lot for constantly playing Trauma Olympics but I'm gonna be real for a second. I support him. If bro wants to bitch and moan about being murdered in a hate crime and getting subsequently tortured for 7 decades despite doing nothing wrong, I think we should let him. I think we should let him complain every day if he wants. He's valid tbh like what the fuck was that
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