#edwin x charles

[pappelsiin]

[skugganispegeln]

This is so cute 🥰 and the fic was super cute and marvelously good!

A commission for @jeff-yoshi based on the fic Partridge in a Pear Tree by Vamillepudding (with their permission, of course!)

It's a sort of Cinderella story but also not really. Very good! reading it was a delight, and the pigeons are the stars of the show. So Disney princess coded, our dear Charles. And he's not even the prince here!

[starcrossedstarfishes]

Watch these two icons name my baby for me 💙❤️

[allthehumanflaws]

[mementomoriwithacherryontop]

Lovely analysis about the survival skills Edwin was forced to develop in Hell, and how Charles' would have helped soften those sharp edges once they teamed up.

Hell demanded ruthlessness from Edwin.

He had to push himself past the limits of human endurance, to set aside his own pain and horror because they couldn't help him. He had to dodge past the tormented souls in Gluttony and Lust and ignore the weeping frozen faces in Limbo, because there is nothing he can do for them and trying would cost him time he can't spare.

(How many times did he try? how many times did he stop, try to reason with them, and die for it, before he concluded there was nothing to be done?)

We see flashes of that ruthlessness in the show. He's immune to Emma's attempts to play for sympathy. He insists Niko "do better" and provide them with useful information, because if she doesn't she'll die (like he did, over and over and over, until his efforts were finally good enough.) He zeroes in on the problem in the Devin house - the murder mystery or lack thereof - rather than consoling the client for her loss.

I think Charles softens that side of him a lot - not just in the way he catches him and reminds him of his bedside manner, but in the way he holds space in Edwin's heart, the way that having Charles welded to his side makes it impossible for him to cut himself off from the world.

He stumbled out of hell after 73 years of having to shut down any consideration for his own or anyone else's suffering... and stumbled into a boy his own age, the victim of bullying just like him, dying unjustly like he did, a boy whose relentless friendliness even as he's dying manages to draw a smile from him. A boy he can comfort, whose pain and fear he can actually do something about, because this is not hell, and kindness here will not get him killed. A boy who deserved better, who died defending others in a way Edwin probably hardly believed possible anymore, who inspires him to see the good in the world, someone who would gently remind him about his bedside manner when his mind is telling him that caring about other people is dangerous.

[screechwhisper]

Payneland magic leash au based on an RP I did :)

[aletterinthenameofsanity]

Edith Payne and Charlie Rowland (Chapter 4)

“And just because I changed my clothes or my slang doesn't mean that I want you to change," Charlie says, "I like you old-fashioned. I like you buttoned up. I like you when your posture is too straight and your accent is too posh and you are the very picture of a girl out of time. Because you have always been different, Eddie. Unique. Pretty brills, really. And I wouldn't have you any other way.”

Edith’s breath is a remembered thing, a physical presence, because it is catching in her throat.

“Now,” Charlie says, fingers curling around Edith’s jaw, “You like taking me apart. So let me put you back together.”

Then Charlie kisses Edwin’s cheek, and her mouth, and her jaw, and her neck, as she pushes Edith up against the desk, and Edith’s heart is shuddering, thundering, in her chest, a storm brewing inside of her, a quake shaking the earth.

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[myiliterallyhavenolifegoals]

the fact that Edwin lived in the early 1900s is a fantastic source of comedic potential. he's just constantly saying things that he doesn't realise are completely batshit insane, and the others are just left utterly floored.

like they're all talking and Crystal mentions she's tried cocaine once on a wild night out, and Edwin, who used to get that shit medically prescribed at the drop of a hat is like ??? okay?? hope you felt better, it always used to help me when I had a cold too :) Charles why are you laughing?

[infinityinakiss]

gotta hand it to charles for being so insane that edwin didn't even think that he could possibly be a hallucination or another hell trick, he was immediately like "of course, charles would come to hell for me. he's such an idiot. this is entirely in character."

[lovetositinsilence]

a moment for themselves

[batszboo]

This is so stupid but I immediately thought of him when I saw this comment

[technically-human]

Charles, you can't just say stuff

[starcrossedstarfishes]

Ooh lord, I couldn't help but do a second one. Stop me, please. This time I asked about a road trip across America and starting a small business (other than detective work). Also check out George's tiny dance at the end. <3

[starfruitsomething]

He never wasted a leaf or a tree. Do you think He would squander souls?

[allthehumanflaws]

[jamesevans0]

okay i’m done after this (probably)