#Payneland first kiss

[the-soul-detectives]

Hear me out

Payneland first kiss

But it's a reunion kiss

They get separated while on a case

Charles almost gets into trouble and realizes how much he needs Edwin by his side

Edwin almost hurts himself due to Charles not being there to protect him

So imagine this

The 2 finally find a mirror after so long

Walk through it

See each other

And practically sprint into one another's arms

They hug each other tightly, desperate to feel something (Since it's canon that thwy can othet feel each other and othet ghosts)

Charles pulls away, cups Edwins cheeks, and pulls him into a kiss

Edwin is surprised at first, but eases up and confusingly places his hands on Charles' shoulder

This wasn't his first kiss, Monty had taken that previlage, but this felt different

Cat King commented on how the 2nd kiss is the best kiss, and his was technically Edwins 2nd kiss. So mayhaps it's that?

Or maybe it's because it's his best mate, and not some damn crow that's kissing him

Or maybe it's because it's one of the only sensations he has felt for a while

Or maybe, just maybe, it's because it's Charles doing it

Whatever reason, this kiss with Charles feels different.

They haven't really discussed anything about the confession in Hell, or anything remotely romantic here in London. Only on that rooftop in Port Townsend. Where Charles had reassured him that nothing has changed between them

But what about now? I mean, their lips were finally together. This is what Edwin wanted

But he still needs to hear Charles say it

Edwin pulls away and stares into Charles' eyes

"Say it."

"What?"

"Say the thing"

"What thing, mate?"

"Say the thing that reassures me that that.." He wildly gestures the kiss "Was real. That you didn't do that out of desperation to feel something"

Charles pauses and realizes what his beat mate is saying. He wasn't sure how to say it, but, that kiss wasn't out of desperation

It was out of realization

The realization that he wanted Edwin to be his partner in every sense of the word. The realization that he wanted to be there for Edwin, and Edwin to be there for him. Tge realization that they're stuck together for eternity, as long as they don't go to the afterlife. Which luckily... They won't

Charles grabs Edwins cheeks and pulls him into another kiss. Edwin kisses back. It's finally happening. Right?

"I love you, Edwin Payne"

"I love you in every sense of the phrase"

[wordsinhaled]

"What are you worried about, then?"

[briscoelily]

can't stop thinking about george confirming ghosts can feel each other... it all acquires a new meaning... edwin's gasp as they hug after the case of the two dead dragons... charles' hand coming to rest where his heart used to be in the finale... the one being the only tangible thing keeping the other grounded as they thread over earth like shadows

[montyfinchirl]

Can we appreciate how Charles and Edwin both have very specific types

Charles: bitchy, sad, magic user, who’s mean to everyone but him and way stronger than people think

Edwin: funny, easy going guys with family related trauma who can be a little air-headed but most of the time are way smarter than people think OR whores

[losermothman]

PAINLAND WEEK DAY 3: first kiss/confession

this isn’t a day late I SWEAR

I saw @homoquartz draw charles with a mullet and I HAD to do it as well. might be silly and draw him like this from now on who knows

[idliketobeatree]

painland week, day 3 : first kiss/confession of love "i knew you truly loved me, as i loved you, when everything swam in blue."

[leatherjacketakaheroin]

[franken-loser]

Last post of the year!!! :333

[tragedy-machine]

Can't stop thinking about Edwin and Charles finally kissing, getting there tentatively and slowly, but when they both discover at the same time that they can actually feel it, Edwin gasps

And Charles absolutely loses his mind

It's everything he missed from when he was alive and more, so much more, because it's Edwin

He can't stop

What started out as a nervous but tender expression of Charles's budding feelings turns into a blinding storm

He can't help but press Edwin into the nearest surface, which just so happens to be a wall, and devour Edwin's sweet and willing mouth that can barely keep up with Charles's new-found desire and love

[demelzathemer]

WHY are dead boy detectives fanfic writers so MANY and so TALENTED??? I CANNOT KEEP UP (I am making a collection of the best titles, by hand, and another collection of the best writers, just so I can remember to go back and read the rest of their stuff later)

[coloursflyaway]

can i have a character call edwin and charles twinks to their faces or will that break edwin and also potentially charles (and definitely crystal if she ever hears of it)

[williamvapespeare]

oops i wrote a Payneland first kiss ft. the aftermath of a probably horrible case, Charles being a little bit hysterical, and Edwin being a gentle little bitch Charles is happy to see him. He really, really is. He’s so chuffed it feels like his whole body is fizzing with energy and his head is pounding with something that might be pain or might be relief. And his grip on Edwin’s shoulders is only half meant to keep himself upright. It’s also because Edwin is properly, actually here in front of him, as solid as anything gets beneath Charles’ fingers these days. 

He doesn’t think he’s stopped grinning since Edwin hauled him upright. 

“Edwin,” he says, and can’t quite piece together anything better than, “you bloody genius!” 

And then Charles surges forward and kisses him. He’s aiming for Edwin’s cheek but he’s a little giddy and his eyesight is still a bit blurry and he ends up with his lips pressed to the corner of Edwin’s mouth. 

He feels more than he sees when Edwin startles at the contact, but doesn’t think he has it in him right now to pull back for a talk or a scolding or, god forbid, a lecture on impetuous behaviour. So, he tightens his hands around Edwin’s shoulders and tugs him in a little ways, until their foreheads are pressed together. Edwin blinks a few times and Charles feels his eyelashes flutter against his own cheek. 

“You did it!”. He can hardly believe the words as he speaks them and he keeps kind of laughing in little bursts of uncontrollable giggles. “I thought I was going to - that you were - I can’t even really -” 

Edwin, who has been relaxing against him by careful degrees, finally jolts into action and brings an arm up around Charles’ shoulders. 

“It’s alright,” he says, which Charles thinks is pretty thick for someone as smart as Edwin because of course he’s alright! Edwin just single-handedly swooped in and saved the day and dredged Charles up from the bottom of a literal and metaphorical hole and now he’s got his arm around Charles, close enough that each of his unnecessary breaths stirs the curls around Charles’ ear. He’s a lot fucking more than alright. 

Edwin’s hand starts to rub little circles between his shoulder blades. It feels nice.

“Mate,” he tries again. “You are…” but he doesn’t quite know what Edwin is other than the most important person in the world and, anyway, he can’t finish the sentence because Edwin cuts him off in a tone that Charles still thinks is far too serious for the situation. 

“Charles, you seem a touch, well.” A slight pause. “For lack of a better word, hysterical.” 

Is he hysterical? Charles doesn’t think so, but then again he’s never been great at thinking things through properly at the best of times. 

“Also, I must ask.” Charles’s eyes are only centimeters away from Edwin’s, and he watches Edwin squeeze his close. Eyelashes flutter together. “Did you mean to kiss me?”  

Charles blinks once.

“Uh,” he says. “Yeah, mate.” 

The hand on his back tightens, fingers gripping the fabric of his polo and that feels pretty good too, like Edwin is clinging to him with all the same desperation swirling up inside Charles. Like maybe he’s something solid even when he feels as insubstantial as ghosts can get. 

“Well,” Edwin says, finally, with a posh little sniff like he’s right fucking pleased with himself. “That is good to know.” 

Charles collapses against him, eventually, when he finally starts breathing steadier and the heavy weight of exhaustion settles over his shoulders. When the giddy adrenaline leaves him feeling a little more cracked open than he’d like. Edwin just gathers him close with the same possessive gesture as his hand. 

There’s a soft brush of lips against his temple. He smiles into the collar of Edwin’s coat and lets himself drift, warm and soft and held together

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

Charles grabbed Edwin's collar and hoped their teeth won't collide when their lips touched. Charles wasn't even sure if he would be able to feel Edwin, but he was not disappointed when he felt the warmness of the other ghost's mouth.

Their lips moved, but just barely, almost as if they were both in shock of what was happening. Edwin wasn't sure why Charles had kissed him, especially after their time in Hell where he claimed he didn't like him back. Not like that, at least.

Edwin put his hand on Charles' cheek, leaning in more, which only made Charles stumble back against the desk. He let go of Edwin and used his hand to lean against the desk as the other ghost moves between his legs and continued to kiss him.

"Aces," Charles let out when they broke apart. His face was flushed and he was looking up at Edwin.

Edwin laughed. "Yeah, aces," he said before kissing him again.

[through-the-white-noise]

the reason netflix cancelled dead boy detectives is because they're working on a show called alive girl agents btw

[a-bisexual-panicking]

question for the dead boy detectives fans:

would you prefer for Edwin and Charles' relationship to stay platonic or to become romantic?

i'm just genuinely curious

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

bro what if you try to confess your love for me but then you get sent to superhell bro. bro but then what if i go into superhell to rescue you bro and then you get to finish your love confession bro. and then what if we leave superhell and are together for all eternity because i love you too bro.