#edwin x charles
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addie-your-queen · 1 day ago
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thinking about how edwin died in a room full of people but felt alone and charles died in a room with only one other person but felt less alone than he had his whole life
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majorlb · 2 days ago
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Charles "Spaghetti is my favorite meal"
Edwin, putting on his new disguise: Introducing 'Barbara Lasagna'
Charles:
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nix-nihili · 2 days ago
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draußen ist blaues licht, aber bitte geh noch nicht [outside there's blue light, but please don't go yet] || Blaues Licht · Kraftklub
a birthday present for @mellxncollie <3
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coraline-piange · 13 hours ago
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c. r. prayers and hymns to the sun.
for charles.
the poem is from my fic i would worship you instead of him.
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boyscentral56 · 2 days ago
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Cutie patootie 🥰🥰
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His semi rude wife 😒😒
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starcrossedstarfishes · 2 days ago
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Barbara Lasagna is giving me geisha vibes. And now i need that au.
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falling-star-cygnus · 2 days ago
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Crystal: Do you ever wanna talk about your emotions, Charles?
Charles: …No.
Edwin: I do
Crystal: I know, Edwin
Edwin: I’m sad
Charles: I know, Edwin
will forever find it funny that Charles is the most emotionally closed off out of all of them [surrounded by two pricklebugs and yet HE’S the sunshine protector]
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packleaderbriggan · 2 days ago
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You know you're in for a ride when the end note looks like this
Dead Boy Detectives fandom? You're in for a treat with this fic 😈
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spacegirlsgang · 21 hours ago
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"Charlize stared up at her through half-lowered lashes. “Fuck. Told you you’re a bloody goddess.”
“You may have mentioned something of the sort, yes.”
“Let me worship you, then?” Charlize chose that moment to take Edith’s hands in hers, bringing them up to her mouth to layer lingering kisses along their length." // Charlize and Edith from @tumblerislovetumblerislife 's wonderful amazing beautiful fic so bite me on the shoulder (let me touch you where i want to)
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myiliterallyhavenolifegoals · 10 months ago
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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?
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infinityinakiss · 11 months ago
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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."
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majorlb · 2 days ago
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Sometimes, when Charles is out, Edwin puts on the disguise just to look down at himself and just...feel.
See if the little thrill that sometimes bloom in his chest will come on its own. It's his disguise, he's worn it more times than he can count, it belongs to him and still it isn't him.
But still not quite right.
So, one evening, while Charles is accompanying Crystal to a music event of some sort, Edwin stands in the middle of the office and changes his clothes. Changes them in ways he's never even dreamed off before. Or maybe he did and was just too scared to face it, how else would he have memorized all the garments that come with such an outfit?
Stockings, with the garters. Drawers, slip. Corset. The pads. Those who didn't have the curves, wore pads for the desired shape. Edwin doesn't gave the desired shape. Pads it is.
Petticoat. Corset Cover.
The light pink dress, from the museum they visited in 2007.
It had enthralled Edwin, looked so soft and pretty where it displayed. He could almost feel it, the soft, crinkly silk, and even softer lace, knew how mothers dresses swished and sounded as she walked from one room to the other.
He.
She feels beautiful. Ghosts have no reflection, and yet Edwin knows that she's beautiful right now.
She's never really been aware of her own looks in such a manner before this, and she avoided thinking about it. She knows that she must be attractive, or so many strange creatures and boys wouldn't take such a vivid interest. [except the one whose eye she wanted to turn]
But like this, she feels it.
It feels right.
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lovetositinsilence · 7 months ago
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a moment for themselves
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technically-human · 8 months ago
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Charles, you can't just say stuff
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jinx-the-jester · 4 months ago
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Bro is LOSING the IDGAF war against a crow and a cat.
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batszboo · 9 months ago
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This is so stupid but I immediately thought of him when I saw this comment
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