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Down with COVID so I've been sleeping a lot more than usual. Decided to make some ghostboys (who might be aliveboys here since we all know ghosts don't sleep).... Some random thoughts:

You know Charles gonna rock those heart boxers

Edwin is definitely a sleeps-with-socks-on-sort-of-guy

Spooning forever - do not separate

I was going to add some bite marks and nailmarks but got lazy. But Edwin's hair is a little more disheveled than usual so ... make of that as you will, haha.

Hope you enjoy!

Mimir time!

8. Fish

From the great Ponyo AU fic from @dont-offend-the-bees and his outfit from the beautifull art from @honorarypines in the first chapter

Love love love this AU!!

afterlife as in already happening and having forever to figure it out

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Other than feeling better when Edwin's around, Edwin isn't much help either. Both boys assume that Charles must have been cursed at some point, but they can't figure it out, or what triggers the attacks when they happen. It doesn't help Edwin to research them that they never happen when he's around.

edwin can take a hit, he can get burned by iron, he can be literally tortured and keep on ticking, he barely notices it, but charles is the one who steps in front of him and takes the hard knocks instead.

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Subtle foreshadowing in DBD

And he swears up and down that before Hell, he had a damn near perfect memory but 70 years in Hell will screw something up about you, if not everything.

Why do you think they document every case with time cards and why he carries a journal around? It’s because without it, he’d genuinely would not remember a lot of shit. If it isn’t written down, to Edwin, it’s almost like it never happened. And not to mention how I think he’s terrible with names too. He confused Charles’s name with so many things for years, and only just recently got better at remembering them. And Charles never really got pissed off or faulted Edwin for it, because at the end of the day, Edwin is REMEMBERING.

He genuinely panics about the passage of time too. Quickest way to get him in a dissociative shutdown? Manipulate the clocks around him to have passed faster than they should, you will have him actually having a panic attack over it. His concept of time was so fucked in Hell, he prefers to have a clock or some kind of watch with him to keep track of time. Because he knows if he didn’t, after he finished a book or solved a case, he wouldn’t know if 20 minutes or 20 years had passed.

The memories were fuzzy for the longest that when Edwin finally felt safe, felt adored and appreciated and loved and cared for, THAT’S when the memories starting becoming clearer. And trust, it was not pretty in the slightest. Like Charles could do something or say something so small and it’d make Edwin freeze up for a good ten minutes. Like not blinking, an entirely unresponsive demeanor and it’d make Charles panic and when Edwin snapped out of it, he wouldn’t have a single clue what actually caused it. It could’ve been a smell, it could’ve been a doll head, it could’ve been a certain screech from a monster, he wouldn’t know. He never really knows.

I wish we would talk more about how 70 years in Hell would’ve fucked Edwin up so much because ghosts appear to have a subconscious, and if you have a subconscious, you have a psyche. And 70 years in HELL would’ve caused permanent damage to just about ANYONE’S psyche.

"Turns out I didn't need forever to figure the rest out after all."

But the room changed around her.

The air thickened, like wet cloth pressed to the mouth. The shadows deepened into pools of something that felt alive, and for a heartbeat Edwin felt the same leaden pull he had felt in Hell; a gravity of despair, slow and relentless.

His throat closed. His pen dropped, spattering ink across the statement.

“You...” he rasped, voice cracking like dry parchment.

Despair of the Endless watched him. Her gaze wasn’t cruel; it wasn’t anything. It was like looking into a still, black pond that reflected only your worst thoughts.

“I was…” Her voice was soft, toneless as falling ash. “Thinking of a friend.”

A little sneak peek at what I've been working on recently; "Despair's Friend".

Edwin was just killed, probably a couple of times. He just found out that the guy, who doomed him to Hell actually had a crush on him. He lost his notes, he was alone in this again, so scared, hiding, but not having enough powers to run away again.

And then Charles barged in, this idiot barged into Hell, threw a bomb at Edwin’s torturer, grabbed him and ran. No doubts. No fear. Pure determination. The force that has been pushing Edwin for thirty years.

And they are on the stairs, so close, so close, but Edwin doesn’t know what will happen when they’re back. He knows that Crystal and Niko will be there, maybe the Nurse, and he looks up at this ridiculous boy and decides then and there, that Charles needs to know. On this damned staircase. Because it doesn’t matter, who will catch them, if anyone - he just went down to hell, has seen Edwin shaking from fear and did exactly what he knew Edwin needed him to do - got them out. Together.

And what I loved more than Edwin’s confession? The reaction.

I can't draw worth anything and I'm not clever enough for memes or textposts, but I can crochet. Mostly. Ignore the mistakes that are glaringly obvious to me but are probably unnoticeable to everyone else.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dead Boy Detectives (TV) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne/Charles Rowland Characters: Charles Rowland (DCU), Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne Additional Tags: Apocalypse, Near Death Experiences, Near Drowning, Hurt/Comfort, Brief mention of Edwin’s parents, Anxiety Summary:

After a heavy rain threatens to flood London, Edwin goes looking for Charles

Hope you enjoy.