Cannon

Those eyes have seen things that mortal eyes shouldn't have seen

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Last song: Zen by x ambassadors, Kaye flaye (idk how to spell that my bad 😔) and grandson

Favourite colour: light greens and powder blues :3

Last book: an English study guide :/

Last movie/show: chicken run the rise of the nugget that was great

Sweet/savoury/spicy: SWEET

Relationship status: single and happy

Last thing googled: 'footprints grade 4 abrsm' which checks out that's what I'm doing for grade 4 piano jazz

Looking forward to: going on a walk with this silly little greyhound i know :3 :D

@raven-thingie I calleth upon thee to answer these peculiar queries

“people i’d like to know better” - tag game

aaaaa!!! thank you for the tag🥺 @goyangi

last song: the town by junha park

favorite color: all the colors in nature!! but if i had to give one answer, it’s soft shades of purple these days

last book: i.. am ashamed to say this.. but it’s been a few months since i last read something. kind of in a reading slump that i’m trying to break right now. buut the answer is ‘the star seekers’ if it counts? i dropped but i will restart. before that one it was ‘seven days in june by tia williams’ (note: it wasn’t bad but it wasn’t really for me.. wouldn’t recommend) (note2 to @.goyangi : i read almond too and it's so good🥺)

last movie: kabahat (2022, dir. ümran softer) (it’s a turkish movie, the english name is “guilt” apparently. wasn’t bad but wasn’t too good but i really liked the main girl sooo)

last tv show: mr. plankton (note to you @.goyangi again ㅠ : OMG I’M WATCHING mr. plankton too and i’m on ep 5 right now...,,... why are you scared to watch should i be scared too ㅠ)

sweet/spicy/savory: ALL OF THEM... but i don’t like way too sweet things

relationship status: ...in a parasocial relationship with 5 boys from korea..? lol jkjk. single! but i’m in love with so many things in secret

last thing i googled: i searched for a coffee brand hahshah it’s “addis ababa coffee”

current obsession: ummm tomorrow x together..? it’s not current tho xD... nothing else i think ><

looking forward to: soobin’s returning with a completly rested and healed body and mind and better treatment and support for all of the boys. xD ah, besides from that? i’m waiting for a few things i ordered to arrive. (one of them is coming within this week buuut it’s not certain that if i will receive the other within this week too. i’m praying to get both of them at the same time so i can die in happiness)

no pressure tags if you you’d like to do it!! @squirrel-in-the-woods

im sobbing :,)

I’m gonna talk about Dead Boy Detectives for a second, specifically Charles and Edwin’s deaths.

Edwin died in a basement and Charles in an attic, and Edwin went to Hell and Charles was presumably meant to go to Heaven. Edwin died by fire (demons from Hell) and Charles died by ice (hypothermia). Edwin was targeted for his queerness and Charles for the color of his skin, the country his mother came from. Edwin never seemed to get along with the boys who would kill him but Charles called his murderers friends until they turned on him. Edwin died by supernatural means while Charles died by run of the mill racist teenagers. They died more than 7 decades apart.

When you look at the details there are so many differences but the story is still the exact fucking same. Two boys who died at the hands of a group of their classmates who decided that they did not fit with the rest of them and therefore must pay the price. Two boys who died on the same grounds of the same school, whose deaths were brushed aside and covered up by people who held the same titles. More than 70 years apart and not a single thing has changed, Charles’ death didn’t get any more attention than Edwin’s, because more than 70 years later the same fucking story happened again.

Edwin’s death didn’t change a damn thing, and it could happen again now because Charles’ death didn’t change a damn thing either. And then the ghosts of two 16 year olds decided that if the adults, if the living weren’t going to change anything then they fucking would. If the living would not grant them justice and would not grant them change, then they fucking would.

Because there was a difference, in the end. Edwin was murdered, and so was Charles, but while Edwin died scared and alone Charles didn’t. Edwin died in a cold, dark basement, but Charles died in warm light of a lantern, even if that warmth wasn’t enough to save him. Edwin died to the sounds of his own screams, his own voice pleading for mercy that would not come, but Charles drifted off to sleep to the sound of a kind boy reading him a book.

The living won’t change. The story could and will keep on repeating because the living will not make sure it doesn’t. The living are messy. But the dead, for all the ways they will never change, will never get any older, they can change the story, at least a bit. Charles and Edwin can’t make sure that no other boy dies at that school, but if the story repeats itself yet again they can make sure the victim is at peace. They can solve the murders and find the lost items and release the spirits who are trapped. The living won’t help the dead, but they can help each other.

So they call themselves the Dead Boy Detectives, form an agency and get an office and help who they can, because they didn’t matter to the living, and many of their clients don’t either. But they matter to the dead.

Their clients matter. And Charles and Edwin matter too.

Giant date caramel cinnamon roll (x)

this is just part 1. Yes. There's more. There's a lot. I almost died. But my brain wouldn't leave me alone part 2

Why is it an alien

Dbda is for the autistic and/or lgbtqia+ community who over analyze every bit of paineland and kick their feet and giggle whenever there's the slightest bit of romance on screen. I love this community sm

Excuse me for a second

*cries aggressively in the corner*

I’m gonna talk about Dead Boy Detectives for a second, specifically Charles and Edwin’s deaths.

Edwin died in a basement and Charles in an attic, and Edwin went to Hell and Charles was presumably meant to go to Heaven. Edwin died by fire (demons from Hell) and Charles died by ice (hypothermia). Edwin was targeted for his queerness and Charles for the color of his skin, the country his mother came from. Edwin never seemed to get along with the boys who would kill him but Charles called his murderers friends until they turned on him. Edwin died by supernatural means while Charles died by run of the mill racist teenagers. They died more than 7 decades apart.

When you look at the details there are so many differences but the story is still the exact fucking same. Two boys who died at the hands of a group of their classmates who decided that they did not fit with the rest of them and therefore must pay the price. Two boys who died on the same grounds of the same school, whose deaths were brushed aside and covered up by people who held the same titles. More than 70 years apart and not a single thing has changed, Charles’ death didn’t get any more attention than Edwin’s, because more than 70 years later the same fucking story happened again.

Edwin’s death didn’t change a damn thing, and it could happen again now because Charles’ death didn’t change a damn thing either. And then the ghosts of two 16 year olds decided that if the adults, if the living weren’t going to change anything then they fucking would. If the living would not grant them justice and would not grant them change, then they fucking would.

Because there was a difference, in the end. Edwin was murdered, and so was Charles, but while Edwin died scared and alone Charles didn’t. Edwin died in a cold, dark basement, but Charles died in warm light of a lantern, even if that warmth wasn’t enough to save him. Edwin died to the sounds of his own screams, his own voice pleading for mercy that would not come, but Charles drifted off to sleep to the sound of a kind boy reading him a book.

The living won’t change. The story could and will keep on repeating because the living will not make sure it doesn’t. The living are messy. But the dead, for all the ways they will never change, will never get any older, they can change the story, at least a bit. Charles and Edwin can’t make sure that no other boy dies at that school, but if the story repeats itself yet again they can make sure the victim is at peace. They can solve the murders and find the lost items and release the spirits who are trapped. The living won’t help the dead, but they can help each other.

So they call themselves the Dead Boy Detectives, form an agency and get an office and help who they can, because they didn’t matter to the living, and many of their clients don’t either. But they matter to the dead.

Their clients matter. And Charles and Edwin matter too.

It's my 2nd time drawing a human face so I went with the perfect model: Charles Rowland. I also decided to pick the most bad quality picture at the hardest angle

This picture was sharpened with unblur ;)

Edit:

Genuinely tweaking bro I'm like 20 minutes in and this is how it looks like ( I totally have not been procrastinating all day)