#charwin

[majorlb]

Words have never been Charles strong point, he'd been able to talk his way out of trouble more often if they were. He'd be able to tell Edwin exactly how he feels without the words seeming clumsy, childish and not enough.

"I love you" is not enough

"You're the brightest point in my existence" ? weak

'My death would've been cold, pointless, and lonely if you hadn't been there. I wouldn't have moved on. I would've stayed in that attic and become a specter of what I once was. I would've haunted the school in rage, anger, and mourning if you hadn't been there with your gentle words, soft smile, and patient nature. The blue light of Death seemed so cold compared to your presence before me then. I will follow you to the end of the world and then some. I love you. I love you. I love you'

doesn't cover the scope of his emotions

[bababeepa]

HAPPY LAST DAY OF PRIDE MONTH

[akascow]

hey uh not for nothing but uhhHHHH

blue... and red ? alrighty

[idliketobeatree]

dawn is just a headspace / caroline polachek

[sonseulsoleil]

-Oh, I get it. This is like one of those Orpheus & Eurydice moments, yeah?

-I certainly hope not. That story ends tragically.

[technically-human]

Beings and entities, @i-am-as-normal-as-you-are has once again approached me with an amazing concept, so we present to you... a fusion, Steven Universe style! we're calling him Charwin because we can't be creative all the time.

AND there's lore. It's us, of course there's lore.

I tried to include it in the comics themselves, but basically, there was a case of dissappearing ghosts. Just like Esther, the people behind this were trying to use the pure energy to their advantage. These rocks are supposed to amplify the energy, but it kept resulting on the ghosts dissipating. The boys were captured and experimented on (yes that's horrifying. Not pictured here because... the reverse verse is angsty enough, so I wanted this one to be a bit more fluffy), but since they both went through Hell, they're stronger than your average ghost, and the rocks stayed on! The fusion was an unexpected side effect.

Plus he can make a weapon appear! it is just an oil lamp though.

[idrawprettyboys]

"Charles Kissing Edwin's Neck"

Charles looks rather vampire-like here, doesn't he? I like how sweet and steamy this picture turned out.

Tools used: Canson watercolor paper, Pentel Click 0.7 mechanical pencil, Pentel Polymer eraser, Sakura Pigma Micron 01 pen, Mei Liang watercolor paints, Sakura Koi watercolor paints, Sakura GellyRoll white pen, Pentel Aquash brush

Reference Pose

You can watch the time-lapse video of my painting process on YouTube!

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[lutheban]

My boy, your boy, THE boy Charwin by @technically-human

[shaylogic]

Eurydice forced Orpheus to look back

[soulfulsam42]

[thatsgazebo]

[majorlb]

Charles gets the gift (turns out to be a curse, in his opinion) of being alive again. He can't see Edwin anymore, and they have to communicate through Crystal, chalkboard, or oujia.

Edwin thought Charles would be glad to be alive again, but Charles has stopped smiling. And even when he does, they're small and fleeting.

Charles tells him he misses him, that this is awful and he wishes they could undo it. Edwin doesn't get the chance to respond, by the time he's picked up the chalkboard, Charles has walked out of the office.

Now, Edwin could follow, but seeing as how Charles waited for him to be preoccupied, he assumes (correctly) that Charles wants to be alone at the moment.

Charles ends up at the corner of his old home, can't exactly spy by mirror anymore, but he can stand there long enough for his Dad to spot him outside and then have left by the time the old man has thrown open the front door. It's weirdly satisfying seeing him grow pale through the glass.

Haunting while being alive is a weird turn of events.

He then goes to a restaurant, Crystal left him her card so that he can eat, and orders a little bit of everything. Some things he's had while alive, others he's never heard of.

Spagbol is not as good as his mother's. Or maybe the memory of is is what made it so good. He leaves so many leftovers and can't bring himself to be sorry.

Being alive is not fun when there's no Edwin. It's somehow louder and more touchy than he remembers, and everything feels like too much.

He's got to get Edwin back.

There's a simple enough solution to this problem, innit?

He's not even sorry when Edwin yells at him as he arrives back in the office through the mirror.

He's just happy to hear his voice again.

[neverbpractical]

hello dead boy detective fandom

i've watched the show almost three times on repeat and i Need stickers to put all over my belongings, so i drew these up.

sits by the door waiting for my stickers to arrive like the dog in futurama waiting for fry to come home.

yes i made one where edwin and charles can hold hands, dont look at me like that

[tumblerislovetumblerislife]

dead boy detectives aka what if the unstoppable force and the immovable object met and FELL IN LOVE??

[idliketobeatree]

G H O S T a dead boy detectives au comic inspired by a poem by cynthia huntington, a #deadgaysantas present for @mellxncollie <3

edit: this comic now has a beautiful, gorgeous first hug fic from @wordsinhaled, who's my dearest friend and eternal inspiration! 💚

[sonseulsoleil]

Ghosts don't sleep. They don't even really get tired. At least, not tired in the way sleep would fix. When Charles first dies, he attempts to sleep, but he never can manage it. No matter how many nights he tries. Eventually he gives up.

But he never gives up asking Edwin to read to him at night. Edwin's voice as he reads is warm and steady. Comforting, even. Charles may be dead at sixteen, but he isn't alone. He thinks his best chance at falling asleep is if Edwin is there to read him a bedtime story.

It's probably silly. But Edwin doesn't seem to mind.

Edwin reads him mostly detective stories at first. Sherlock Holmes, anything by Agatha Christie, Nancy Drew and The Hardy Boys, of course—which is where they get the idea for the agency in the first place. But Edwin loves books of all sorts, so it isn't long before he's branching out into other genres.

Usually it's old books. Books from before Edwin was even alive. Books Charles would've avoid reading in school. Pride and Prejudice. Frankenstein. Jane Eyre. Oliver Twist. Somehow hearing them in Edwin's voice makes them much more tolerable.

And some are fun. Treasure Island is one Charles finds himself requesting over and over again. He always liked pirates. Lord of the Rings is another favorite, although maybe Charles is just excited that Edwin finally found a book that was published after he died.

Niko introduces Edwin to much newer literature. Teen romance novels with bright covers and cutesy, wordplay titles. Edwin even reads some of the books about boys kissing boys. An adorable, pink blush creeps across his cheeks every time still, but he's getting more comfortable.

Ghosts don't sleep, or even get tired. But Charles thinks he almost gets drowsy sometimes, late at night, when their living friends are sleeping, and he is curled safely and comfortably into Edwin, listening to him read.