Edwin X Charles - Blog Posts

bringing this meme back just for them <3

Bonus, because I think that I’m hilarious:

I have yet another obsession. (Please send help.)

Please look at this very much superior post, which gave me the idea in the first place and reminded me that ice slating does very well exist:

Prompt: "This was supposed to be fun"

Charles and Edwin finished solving a case about a ghost who was drowned in a lake and afterward decided to go ice skating as a little celebration and date. Well an unexpected icy snowball strikes Charles and he falls, falls through the ice underneath his feet and falls into the frigid depths. But swimming as a ghost is something quite different from swimming with a corpse and all while you're practically reliving how your living self died in the same tragic setting? That's killer. Charles isn't simply panicking but his brain is completely turning off, primal instincts overriding any last shreds of control he had over his body. He's thrashing in the water like a shark with its fins cut off, utterly helpless.

Edwin is there though. He fishes Charles out of the lake, draping his outer jacket over his hysteric and violently convulsing partner and brings him back to the office. He lays Charles on the couch and moves the entire sofa beside the building's radiator (something originally intended for crystal). He politely pokes his head in Crystal's room-- quite literally-- requests as many blankets she's not using and piles them onto Charles.

When he wakes up/comes to his senses the next morning Edwin is there professionally sitting on the floor beside him and drinking hot cocoa while reading a book. Charles takes his cup and has a sip, shivering at the moist sensation of his clothing sticking to his skin.

What if I was a repressed gay ghost from 1916 and I confessed my love for you on the Stairway To Hell™️ and you made an Orpheus and Eurydice reference and you admitted you're not in love with me back but a secret third thing (so devoted the lines blur) and told me we had an eternity to figure out what that means for us and that we're still best mates just like we've been for the last 30+ years. What if I was Edwin Payne and you were Charles Rowland. What then.

!!

Ooh, now that we’ve seen N!Edwin and DP!Edwin talk about Feelings could we see the same with N!Charles and DP!Charles?

As simple as that.

Edwins version

ko-fi

Hi, can you draw a Doom Patrol!Payneland x Good Omens crossover?

I'm a little in love with the fact Ty Tennant is David Tennants kid

Crowley is thinking that little dead boys who travel between dimesions are way above the pay grade he doesn't have

ko-fi

Does anyone else specifically love Doom Patrol Charles and Edwin? I need a series specifically on their adventures and stories because they had such a lovely dynamic. I love the Netflix series as well but there's something about them in Doom Patrol that I particularly adore

This is so true and I fucking love it

i love the idea that part of the reason edwin is such a little bitch (affectionate) is that charles just fucking encourages it. the first time edwin gives him attitude in the attic (“because i wish not to” or something that) charles gives him the biggest heart eyes. and, like, edwin said he wasn’t great with people, so obviously he’s going off of charles’ responses to figure out how to interact with people. and charles very much likes it when edwin is bitchy.

which is why, when we see them in 2023, edwin is so cunty. because charles has spent 34 years fucking encouraging it and giving him heart eyes every time he acts like that.

Hey hey, Tumblr.

Pssst pssst pssst

Charles worshipping Edwin's scars.

I wish there were more fics that focused on them having physical scarring. Because there are so many interesting stuff we can do with it.

The insecurity, the trust you need for showing them.

And we already know Charles adores Edwin's flaws. He doesn't just accept them, he loves Edwin's flaws- him being bitchy and mean is genuinely a flaw and Charles loves that about him.

Charles would've loved kissing all of Edwin's scars👀 maybe scars from hell, or scars from being tied up.

He would've loved staring at him with heart eyes thinking he's the most perfect thing ever.

It doesn't have to be sexual, I just want them adoring each other's form. Loving each other's flaws and everything. Because they would. They would adore each other's flaws.

So. Just saying.

Living this out in the air.

If anyone wants to write that....

Please @ me.

My brain is so obsessed with the Payneland fencing fic I wrote and I just need to share it-

I feel like I nailed Edwin's cuntiness really well I'm proud of it.

My brain is just obsessed with this, those parts live in my brain 24/7 really.

Anyway here's the link if anyone's interested!

I have already posted a snippet and a description in my blog, I just had to talk about these parts too because holy god they're killing me. I love Edwin being a bitch and Charles loving Edwin for being a bitch thinking his best mate is like the best person ever with such heart eyes.

Charles my baby boy just admit it you fell over your head already (...he does admit it at the end in my fic).

Anyway I'm obsessed and I just had to share it. Do with that information as you will!

Wayyyy later than what I expected to finish, I'm finally finished with my Payneland fencing fic! Thank you so much to everybody that offered themselves as my beta, I really appreciate that!

Relationships: Edwin Payne/Charles Rowland, Edwin Payne & Charles Rowland (the fic focus on their friendship specifically, the romance is just an ending bonus).

Rating: gen

Trigger warnings: blades/ fencing, dysfunctional gays, Charles that's so fucking gay you cannot say that to your platonic best friend,

Other stuff: fencer Edwin Payne, touch starved Charles & touch starved Edwin if you squint, love confession, hurt/comfort, eventual cuddling, teens being teens, slight miscommunication the first half of the fic, okay they're really miscommunicating at the start but it gets better don't worry!

Link to the snippet

Edwin and Charles' friendship come first before anything else, before any romantic feelings ever even started. This is why when shortly after Port Townsend when Charles is starting to act off and Edwin feels it's because of his confession affecting them, although Charles is denying the accusation, he confronts Charles to talk with him again the way they do things: He makes him fence with him.

And Charles can never tell Edwin no, is he? Or: Charles tried to isolate himself away from Edwin, Edwin couldn't let that stand. The boys being teenagers and fooling around fencing.

Based on my fencing history so I actually come with knowledge about that! I kinda took advantage of that for creating this fic.

I hope you'll like it! I really enjoyed writing it. Charles is my favourite out of them but damn fencer Edwin is ruining my brain.

Unfortunately I will not be able to finish the payneland fic I wanted on time to publish it on my birthday, however I will publish a snippet for now!

It's a fencing fic, because I'm a fencer Edwin truther, and the boys 100% fence as a game between them so my fic is based about that. Edwin tries to suggest fencing to talk about things and resolve the awkwardness that started between them after the love confession. It's not very long after Port Townsend.

I'm going to try to continue working on it to finish it on time but I'm at a bar on the beach that has loud distracting music to celebrate my birthday, I can't make any promises. However I will publish it tomorrow. Here is the snippet for now!

Charles was sitting on the desk, his legs on the chair, staring vacantly out of a window for the past few hours.

Edwin, who was reading a book on the sofa, eventually had enough of this new awkward distance between them and snapped, deciding he was going to do something about it, shake Charles out of it in any way he could.

.......

He tossed Charles his foil- a golden one with a left handed handle. Edwin’s foil was silver, matching Charles’ set. “Pick it up, we are going to fence.” He declared.

“What?” Charles looks up, shaking off from his thoughts and turned to his best friend, blinking surprised.

“I said, pick it up, we are going to fence. Frankly, I've had enough of your distant behaviour recently and I cannot let it pass any second longer. You cannot fool me, Charles Rowland, I know you, and after Port Townsend you have never made the return quite to your senses yet. So we are going to fence, and we are going to talk, in the way we do things. Because clearly something has gone wrong with you recently you refuse to let me in about.”

“Mate, there is nothing wro-” Charles started making himself force out a laugh in defence, but Edwin cut him.

“I have simply confessed to being in love, Charles, I have not been turned into a fool in all that regards you. I have known you for over 30 years, Charles Rowland, and I can tell when things are wrong. Yet you don’t come to me, although you are clearly bothered by me. Sometimes, I have to wonder if you still consider us best friends after all-” his voice break, trailing off.

“What? Mate, of course you are-” Charles rushed to defend against Edwin's words.

“Then talk with me, Charles. Fence with me, like we used to. Because I miss having my best friend around, and I don’t know what to think of you recently. Talk to me, please.” Edwin moves Charles’ foil on the desk closer to him, offering it to him again.

Charles took a few moments of thinking in silence before he responded again. They could fence, he supposes, he did miss them too, but- “Look, Edwin, mate, I don’t want to fight you- You are still pretty banged up from Esther’s house.” Not a lie, they both still had some traces of their iron burns. Esther’s house was still relatively fresh- they tried to bury it but the events of Port Townsend only took place twelve days ago.

Unfortunately, iron burns take an annoying amount of time to heal. Although not as bad now, slight traces of their burns still left.

They have been taking cases slower because of it, working on easy ones to start. Both of them acting more out of concern for the other than actually to themselves.

“Oh, you assume you would be able to get close to me?” Edwin teased arching his brow and Charles bit his lips, cheeks flushing slightly. Bollocks. Okay, his self confidence was hot-

Seeing him announcing it cockily and sure of himself like that ignited a fond and playful spark in Charles- he liked his overconfidence.

“I assure you, even in my lesser state I can still, as I believe they say today, ‘kick your ass’. You, on the other hand, have been shutting off from me for weeks, and I simply will not sit here and allow our friendship to continue suffering any longer. So please, fence with me again. Challenge me, if you will.”

“Edwin-” Charles gruntle sighing pretending to be rolling his eyes in decline, then he quickly picks up his foil going out to a surprise attack, a spark of mischief igniting back in him.

Adrenaline was flooding his ghost veins, in a good way-

He loved this. This was them. It just felt right.

Edit: fic posted! It's the most recent post below the pinned one on my blog!

Rip Charles Rowland we will never get to see you make Edwin a flustered mess.

Rip Charles Rowland we will never get to see you become a flustered mess yourself when you try making Edwin become a flustered mess.

Rip Edwin Payne we will never get to see you flirting back when you are more comfortable with your sexuality now and turning Charles into a flustered mess back.

Rip Charles Rowland we will never get to see you exploring your sexuality and realising you love Edwin.

Rip payneland we will never get to see you getting together.

Rip Crystal Palace we will never know how you will react to the two old-people-love-sick-teenagers Edwin and Charles.

Finally finished the fic I have been working on for the last few months! (My autistic Edwin fic!) It accidentally took me longer than what I planned.

Listen I don't think you can guess my favourite dead boy detectives character it's really difficult.

I have more ideas but those are the ideas I think I can focus on for now.

I am not sure if the winning result would be what I will actually finish first actually but I am curious to see what is the tumblr demand.

After so many months, I have finally finished another Dead Boy Detectives fic!!!

Relationships: Edwin Payne & Charles Rowland, Edwin Payne/Charles Rowland (established relationship),

Some additional tags: hurt/comfort, angst with a happy ending, internalised ableism, autistic Edwin Payne, (heavy on this one), internalised homophobia, period typical ableism, bullying, ...............

(plenty of angsty tags, please read the tags before you enter).

Summary:

From a very young age, Edwin knew he was different.

People were never easy for him. He was ‘sensitive’. Intense. Weirdly obsessed. It didn't help that his heart had always started racing around a particular boy from his fencing class.

The kids at St. Hilarion had never let him forget how different he was. They made it their mission to turn his life into a living hell for years- *before* they then sent him to actual hell.

No matter what he did, his mother always seemed to despise him.

He tried, he tried so hard to push through everything. He never asked to be different. But nothing ever worked.

One thing was abundantly clear: something was entirely wrong about Edwin Payne.

//Or:

A glance at Edwin’s growing up in the Edwardian era, his life, death, and all the rest.

Edwin Payne always knew he was different, he was a disaster and a failure. Only a matter of time before Charles will realise and leave. He enters a panic attack thinking about his past.

Charles, however, thinks differently, and is intent on having none of that self hate his boyfriend seems to insist on.

//2or:

Edwin is sad. Charles hugs him really really tight to let him know he is loved and okay.

Basically just autistic Edwin fic, with a very very long introduction about his past the bullying he went through etc. I hope you will enjoy!

Written as part of a secret exchange fics game I have done with my friends for @jcforsapphics !! I hope you will like it.

At this point I just refuse to believe Charles is not inlove with Edwin.

Like besides the fact he looks at him like he's the sun and stars and everything in the universe and all of that; it's so in character for Charles to fall for the first boy that ever showed him kindness. The first person that was ever nice to him, made him feel safe, cared for him as he died. After the way they met?? Of course Charles will bloody fall for Edwin, how couldn't he?

That's so in character of him.

Charles Rowland and Edwin Payne are so real, I too would've avoided understanding my sexuality or confronting with my trauma for decades.

Why do people behave like Edwin is the main character and Charles is just there to be his "bestie" low key making him "sidekick"??? Because it's starting to feel racist.

They go through the same amount of development throughout the show. Both of them have major story lines.

Just watched an interviewer introducing George and Jayden as "George, who plays Edwin. Jayden, who plays Edwin's best friend Charles."

I NEED YOU TO SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU WHITE BOY. THEY BOTH BELONG TO EACH OTHER EQUALLY.

I love Edwin. But Charles is not his accessory. Treating Charles as anything less than equal feels racist.

This is my official request for Dead Boy Detectives prompts!

Preferably about Edwin and Charles. Especially more about Charles but not necessarily.

I just finished my fanfic and I'm desperate for new ideas, I want to keep writing about them.

Comments, ask box, and dm, are all open.

Any prompt would be appreciated🫶

Finally finished my Dead Boy Detectives fic!

It's just fluff about Edwin and Charles. The boys took control over my head I can't write or read anything else.

Warnings: none. It's just fluff.

Word count: 2,000 words.

Relationships: Edwin Payne/Charles Rowland, Edwin Payne&Charles Rowland.

Summary: After the hell confession, Edwin tries to refrain from touching Charles, to not make him feel like he's overstepping the bounds of a normal friendship.

Charles, that loves touch, is sick of it. And confronts Edwin what's going on?

(Including kissing and cuddling later).

Or basically just Edwin tries to stay away and Charles pulling him close.

(Very fluff no plot).

Heavily inspired by this tumblr post.

Edwin probably had a deep technological shock when he came back.

I imagine myself Charles the 80s boy is teasing him for not getting along with technology well (teasing affectionately, of course).

Crystal the gen z is laughing at both of them.

I know most of the DBDA fandom probably thinks at paineland at the trope of "x fell first, xx fell harder" is Edwin falling first and Charles now falling harder; because Edwin was obviously shown first to express his feelings.

But consider this-

Charles falling in love with Edwin slowly a little more every day, falling a bit deeper for him every day they spent side by side.

And at some point later- Edwin is crushing hard. Realizing "oh shit, I love him-" and falling hard in a chaotic storm of feeling he doesn't know how to deal with, he's a complete mess.

Idk, I personally prefer the second version more but both options can be great interpretations of their dynamic.

A conversation I had with my friend while they were watching dbd ep 4:

My friend: (learning about Charles' backstory) oh god did that boy ever had a happy day in his life?

Me, meaning it with all of my heart: anyday that Edwin was there.

Me realizing a few moments later: oh wait in his life? So no.

How did people got "a straight guy rejecting a gay guy" from "I can't answer you right now but we have forever to figure it out" Charles Rowland I'll never understand.