#deadboy detectives

Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Tag as many people as you have WIPs. People can send an ask with the title(s) that most intrigues them, then you post a snippet or tell them something about it! Thanks for the tag @pagegirlintraining ! I super enjoy the asks and yapping about my stuff in response so happy to chuck out some new (and some old lol) WIP file names :D. I'm gonna leave off anything that was picked last time :D Good Omens:

A Guide to Grievance

Of all the Sins

HumanauBoatmance

Deadboy Detectives:

CollegeLongficThingy

ageDiffFic

PassiveAggressiveEggs

Young Royals:

Consequence

HSfuckbookfic

FakedatingAU

Heated Rivalry:

Revealing my WIP hall of shame T_T XD Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Tag as many people as you have WIPs. People can send an ask with the title(s) that most intrigues them, then you post a snippet or tell them something about it!

Good Omens:

A Guide to Grievance

Of all the Sins

CyberpunkFic

Deadboy Detectives:

CollegeLongficthingy

ageDiffFic

Young Royals:

Luminesce

CHAPTER 15.5!!!

@cairngorm-ard

tagged by @cannibalisticcorpse took me a while to get round to it! :D

rules: share the first lines of ten of your latest fanfics (or up to if you have less!) & tag 10 people

Meet me on the Try Line (With @cairngorm-ard)

E, 104K, WIP, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Edwin

Edwin pulled on his socks and adjusted them carefully, tugging them up — so they sat as high as they could — before he stood and looked at himself in the scratched mirror fixed to the tiled wall of the St Hilarion’s boys changing rooms. He looked ridiculous wearing the school’s Rugby kit. He always did.

TSATO: Volume 3: Grief of a Dying Sun (multi author long fic collab this specific chapter with @dbacklot99 and @kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon

E, 74k, completed (still being posted, five parts total), Good Omens, Aziraphale/Crowley

Aziraphale shifted uncomfortably in his bed, in part because of the litany of bruises and cuts covering his skin. Mostly part healed, with a handful fresh and stinging from the long journey home. The mattress was too soft after months of making do with hard ground and bedrolls. It swallowed him and what should have brought comfort only made him feel uneasy.

Clarity

E, 1.5k, Complete, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Edwin

Charles arches up without even trying, his arse protests as the muscles of his glutes contract against their will. His skin's damp and sweaty and his throat has been dry for what feels like hours as his mouth hangs open, panting and gasping as his hands scrabble around for anything to hold onto. 

I finally see Me

E, 10k, Complete, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Edwin

“Cannot believe in a few short hours we will finally be back at the beach.” Charles stretched out over the bed and let his head dangle, upside down, off of the end of it. Ella hummed in agreement, clearly only half paying attention to him. “You could have gone back last summer.” Charles scoffed. “What, and leave you here at the mercy of school and your parents?” She smiled softly over her shoulder at him. “I survived perfectly well before you came along.” Charles rolled onto his belly and looked at her, standing in front of him with one leg propped up on a chair and frowning down and fiddling with the edges of her underwear. 

I just see You

E, 8k, Complete, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Edwin

“Oi, Crystal, who’s that?” Charles nudged Crystal’s shoulder and she turned to follow his line of sight. “Oh fuck off Rowland, no, we’re not doing this again.” “What?” Charles frowned at her. “Do what?” Crystal raised her eyebrow and handed the cocktail glass over the bar to the two girls standing on the other side, holding out a card machine for them to tap before turning back to him. “The thing where you see a pretty girl in the bar, flirt with her, dance with her, take her home and moon over her all summer. Then get your heartbroken when she inevitably leaves at the end of August and I have to spend from September until Christmas with you moping on the couch in your underwear eating my cereal.”

What he Deserves

E, 2.3k, Complete, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Edwin

Edwin stared at the slip of paper in his hand. He’d been staring at it the entire way home, tucked at the back of the train in a corner, pressed up against the glass and hoping to god and back no one sat next to him. He’d already known really. A small part of him had been hoping he was wrong, that, on this one occasion, he was just being paranoid and anxious. But, as he’d trekked across London to a clinic far away from anywhere he might see anyone he knew, Edwin had known.

This Time

E, 1.8k, Complete, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Edwin

Charles had left the shutters open. He’d done it purposefully, pulling them back either side of the lattice window, and now, as it rises over a still sleeping London, the sun floods in, gradual and liquid, the first hazy, yellow rays of light filtering into the space, broken and squared off. They creep over the desk — crammed full with assorted curios but unoccupied — and fall softly over the empty sofa — haphazardly draped in a blanket and with its cushions missing — before scattering and dissipating across the floor. Dust hangs in the air reflecting light up and across the ceiling and sending fractured blacks and greys dancing over the cabinets and shelves. Long, dark shadows stretch across the walls, curving over the mirror, the filing drawer and the small side desk, offering some darkened refuge for remnants of night as daybreak pushes its way into the inbetween space of twilight. Charles loves this time.  He loves this time of day at this time of year. 

Charles Rowland's Guide to Bagging a Boyfriend

E, 38k, Complete, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Monty/Edwin

“Finch.” Charles slid into the plastic chair on the other side of the table and propped his elbows up on it. “How you doing mate?” Monty paused, fork halfway to his mouth and looked up at Crystal, standing behind him, looking completely done with the day despite the fact it was barely ten am. If Crystal looked this fed up with Charles this early on a Tuesday it didn’t really bode well for him. “Fine,” he answered cautiously, placing the fork back on his plate. “Brills!” Charles beamed at him and leant forward, sliding his fingers into each other. “I’ve had this epic idea.”

We Were Dead Boys

M, 26k, Complete, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Edwin Crystal/Charles Edwin&Crystal&Charles

“Him?” Crystal looked at the woman — Jenny — dubiously. “ He’s your lead vocalist?” Jenny crossed her arms. “Yeah? You got a problem with that?” Crystal held her hands up. “No, it’s just… he’s wearing a bowtie?” Jenny smirked. “Yeah, he is. He’s still one half of the best group this label has got though.” Crystal raised her eyebrow dubiously.

AdriftAwashAway

M, 1.3k, Complete, Deadboy Detectives, Charles/Edwin

It’s not that you’re not trying. You are. It’s just that it’s a lot . There’s so many things you’ve never paid attention to before, except now they seem like the most important pressing thing on God’s green earth. Even when you know, you know, you should be giving all your attention to the boy laid out between your legs. He deserves it. Edwin deserves everything .

CHAPTER 12.5!!! (A 'lil' interlude)

@cairngorm-ard

hello dbda fandom

my stickers are cute as hell and they're on my ko-fi if you wanna grab one bc i made waaaaaaay too many!!!!

i don't think i have.

but i also don't really have a ramble.