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
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Alright new Jason Todd headcanons in a dpxdc setting:
Danny is a "liminal" ghost, rather than a "half" ghost. He's alive and dead at the same time. (He's like Jesus Christ (in the church denomination I grew up in), fully ghost and fully human.) Danny, in human form, can go through a ghost shield, because he IS a living human.
Jason, however, is a reanimated corpse. He isn't a ghost, wouldn't have a ghost core, etc, he has a normal human system that runs ON ectoplasm. Jason CANNOT go through a ghost shield, because he is always an ectoplasmic entity. Danny can go through the Fenton Ghost Catcher and be split into a ghost and a human; if Jason went through the ghost catcher, he would straight up die.
(For my purposes I'm gonna say that Jason became an ectoplasmic entity upon his resurrection, but wasn't very stable. Dunking in the Lazarus pit stabilized his system but also poisoned his ectoplasm.)
I do think that Jason could learn certain ghost abilities if he learned to harness his ectoplasm, especially if they detoxed him off the Lazarus waters. He's probably already enhancing his stealth and strength in ways he hasn't really noticed. I think he's held back by the amount of physical matter he's lugging around, so maybe he couldn't fly, but I'm imagining temporary invisibility, or intagibility of like, a limb at a time. Maybe he can't walk through walls, but in a fight he can dodge by instinctively making the targeted part of his body intangible.
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I have two completely different ideas about the kiss.
The first is pretty common, that Crowley kisses Aziraphale as a last ditch effort to keep him on earth/he thinks it’s his last chance to kiss him.
My second, is that Crowley and Aziraphale know that their relationship has always toed the line of temptation. The Job minisode shows that Crowley led Aziraphale with temptation into enjoying human delights. Something they both enjoy together. But physical intimacy has always been the line they do not cross together. And they know it. And Crowley won’t tempt him to it, Crowley loves Aziraphale and wants him to make that decision on his own, he doesn’t want to tempt him, he wants Aziraphale’s choice to be his own. He needs to be chosen without forcing his hand.
They’re close but not quite there yet at the end of s2. And out of nowhere, when Crowley actually thinks it’s about to happen for them, Aziraphale pulls the rug out from beneath him.
All he can hear is: It’s heaven, ‘you’re the bad guys’, come with me and be my ‘second’ not a team but below me, I can make you better like before.
He’s hurt and he’s mad, so when he kisses Aziraphale like that it’s also breaking that last unspoken promise, the line never to be crossed. He’s done it without Aziraphale wanting it. He’s done it out spite, and anger, and also because he KNOWS Aziraphale.
Crowley knows Aziraphale can FEEL this when they kiss. And Crowley knows that Aziraphale wants him. But he thinks Aziraphale is a lost cause. He doesn’t tempt, he takes instead. He knows it leaves Aziraphale wanting and that’s almost worse, because it shows him what they both have known. And also what Aziraphale is giving up and leaving behind.
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A sketch and an attempted lineart for something I was thinking of for yuri week's cozy/outfit swap prompt, but I don't like how it's looking and was also feeling under the weather, but if it can serve as food to fellow gempearlers still then!! wahoo
The idea is Pearl lending Gem her cloak for warmth as she sleeps while she herself is unable to (Anxiety? Moth brain? Your pick)
Aaand that's all for yuri week from me lol. I actually want to make a little animatic to cap the gempearl streak off but it'll take a day or two to finish, just a sketchy ol' thing of a few gempearl moments from HC10. Thank you all for the love and thank you to anyone who participated in and/or organized the yuri week, it was so fun!!!!! The world has been healed a little
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itfs + reader is so real to me and it works like this: you’re megumi’s childhood best friend, somewhere along the way he meets yuuji, yuuji asks him out, and somewhere along the way—probably mid blowjob or something becuase that’s definitely when yuuji would be thinking about it—yuuji’s like “hey, so do you know you’re in love with your best friend or what?” and megumi literally chokes, and avoids him for like a week but eventually he does admit that he does know, but he also does really like yuuji and if they were normal, they’d break up, but they’re so very far from normal that it becomes a whole thing for them to get off while talking about you, for yuuji to taunt megumi about how he wishes you were here between them and tease him about naughty it is that he fantasizes about his best friend while getting sucked off by his boyfriend, and for megumi to tell him to shutup but then he babbles about all of he pent up fantasies about you anyway. yuuji likes messing with megumi’s guilt about this, and megumi hates how much he likes that yuuji is also into you, and somehow you being oblivious to this is a whole other kink they’ve got going on and have no idea how to sort out
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