#reverse verse

[king-of-colors]

hey so this is actually the cutest thing i have ever seen in my entire life. that's all

*Reverses your Christmas*

A gift from @i-am-as-normal-as-you-are to all of you :) we really wanted the boys to get along for once, and what better occasion than Christmas? anything to make the Edwins happy!

[i-am-as-normal-as-you-are]

So happy I got to commission @anaart-stuff for these lovely icons, managed to get one in the fall and then a winter one!!! I adore how they both match with trees in the background 💕

I'm obsessed with Reverse Verse so much and am constantly grateful to work on it with @technically-human

[kurre-berry]

A commission for @i-am-as-normal-as-you-are featuring the dead boys from their and @technically-human 's reverse verse AU.

Loved to work on this and I love love love the AU!

[etheriiart]

Icon commission for @i-am-as-normal-as-you-are of their and @technically-human 's reverse verse au I adore this au, and love whenever it pops up on my feed so if you haven't aready go check it out!!!

[honestlyijustfindhersocharming]

First commission of the New Year for @i-am-as-normal-as-you-are!

Special thanks to Haunted and @technically-human for their work on the wonderful Reverse Verse AU. It was honestly a pleasure to draw the two of them enjoying each other's company! If you're interested in the AU, here's a post linking to a masterlist of all of the AU's content thus far.

Interested in commissioning me yourself? Click here!

[deadtwinksdetectiveagency]

A commission for @i-am-as-normal-as-you-are for their and @technically-human's amazing Reverse Verse AU, where Charles is the Edwardian who went to Hell and Edwin is the brawn from the 1980s! I'm in love with these lads in any universe ♥️

[aclikeairconditioning]

Since I wrote one for reverse verse Edwin, here’s one for Charles. Takes place in Hell, though nothing’s too graphic (still, be warned.)

I had to go through the torture of rereading/viewing this comic to write this (it wasn’t torture at all, this is one of my favorite @technically-human comics. Charles is so precious, and I almost cried while writing this and looking into his face at the same time.)

I will also add @i-am-as-normal-as-you-are because I forgot you last time. I’m very sorry, that was rude of me, I know this is your au too.

When I got to the end I realized that I was ending similarly to the way I ended Edwin’s, so I leaned into that and used the same wording.

(Ps. @technically-human, you have no idea how much of a euphoric adrenaline high your response gave me last time. Thank you so much, and happy belated birthday!)

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Charles tripped.

Apparently, 70 years of practice became null and void when interrupted by three decades of peace. Safety. Home.

Charles tripped, and was immediately caught up in the storm of people running by, most of whom didn’t pay any attention to the sixteen-year-old struggling to get back up, to keep going, to not get caught.

Charles couldn’t even blame them. He would have, had in the past, done the same.

That didn’t make him less scared.

That wouldn’t make it hurt less when The Conductor eventually caught up to him.

He did manage to get up, though (a minor miracle on its own.) As he prepared himself to run again, get out as fast as he could, try to make up for lost time, a flash of blue in the corner of his eye gave him barely a moment's notice before he was being grabbed from behind.

His first instinct was to fight. To shove off whoever, or whatever, had grabbed him. Punch and claw and fight to leave the other behind in the dust as he got as far away as possible.

He would have, too. He would have, had it not been for the slightly panicked call of, “Found you!” in his ear, spoken in a voice he knew better than his own.

“Edwin!” The name came out more of a gasp, than Charles would have liked. “What are you doing here?”

Because he was here. God, Edwin Payne (just, devout, brilliant, Edwin Payne,) was here. In Hell. The one place that Charles thought he could protect him from, despite the others’ insistence to protect him (and the others newly added to the ranks of the Dead Boy Detectives.)

Edwin, who he had always thought believed, if only a little bit, that Charles deserved the torment he had been sent to.

Edwin, who was here-

“Protecting you, as always.”

Oh.

Oh.

He was here, because he really believed that Charles needed protecting. Who wanted to protect him, despite the Hell forged demeanor, the unspeakable things he had done before they met.

He was here, in Hell, actively going against his God, mustering up a fragile smile for Charles’ benefit.

He was perfect.

He was everything.

He needed to know.

So Charles grasped Edwin by his shoulders, tears pricking the corners of his eyes as he made the declaration that could change everything (just please don’t take him away from me.)

“I love you,” He all but sobbed, a smile pulling up the corners of his mouth against all odds.

“What?” Edwin asked, taken aback. He blinked, eyes wide with shock. “Well, I- You know that- Me too, of course.”

Charles gave a short chuckle, shaking his head, because he didn’t get it. “That’s not what I meant, mate.”

He sniffed heavily before looking back up into Edwin’s eyes. “I love you. Like courting, sweethearts, holding hands in the park, love you.”

Edwin’s eyes had gotten larger, if that were even possible, panic taking over any kind of control he’d still had. Charles’ heart only sank a bit at that. He could have predicted how Edwin’s deeply moral sensibilities would take this sentiment.

“Charles, I can’t-”

But Charles wasn’t able to figure out what Edwin couldn’t as a burning hand closed over the back of his neck, ripping him away and towards the engine room.

He was taken away to his next death with the sound of Edwin calling his name behind him.

[brainrotbee]

Payneland Promptfest Day 6: Star-crossed

~

Edwin took a deep breath of the night air. He knew that oxygen would have no effects on his ghostly body but he still felt slightly calmer. He liked seeing the night sky too, especially from the roof of the office where the stars seemed close enough to touch. Normally the London smog would hide them, but the temperature was cold enough to make them visible.

"Up yours," he heard an angry voice yell. He turned and saw Charles climbing out of the window, holding up his middle finger. The person inside began to respond but he slammed the window shut before they could finish.He then crossed the roof and sat down next to Edwin with a huff.

"Why didn't you phase through the wall?" Edwin asked idly.

"Too angry," Charles spat. His jaw was clenched so tightly that if he were alive, Edwin would worry for his teeth. "I hate that second-rate Charles."

"I see."

Their alternate selves were creating quite the stir within the agency. Edwin didn't mind them very much--talking to the other Edwin could be quite pleasant--but Charles did not agree. He seemed to hate nothing more than his counterpart and the two were constantly bickering.

"My face doesn't look that punchable right?" Charles asked, flicking a pebble off the roof moodily.

"I wouldn't know. Punching faces is more your area."

This managed to make Charles smile. "He so bloody annoying," he continued. "Always acting stupidly happy. Always making snide comments." He shook his head. "He just got mad at me because he found out we killed Esther."

"Esther might not be evil in their universe," Edwin reminded him.

"Still, drives me mental." Charles sighed and leaned back on his hands. "I don't know how you to get along."

Edwins shrugged. "Shared experiences," he replied. Charles winced. "Still, it is odd to have them around." Edwin looked out at the city again. They were supposed to meet with a sorcerer at Oxford in the morning because they'd received a tip that he had knowledge of the multiverse. "I cannot wait to have the office to ourselves again."

Charles hummed in agreement and rested his head on Edwin's shoulder. "I agree. It'll be nice to kiss you again without having to worry about that Catholic nutter freak out on us."

Edwin tried to hide his laugh. It didn't feel right making fun of his counterpart when he was a perfect version of Edwin: strong, devout, untouched by Hell. "I think he would be too busy trying to break up the fight between you and the other Charles to care much."

"You're probably right." Charles looked behind them at the office windows. The other Charles was sitting on the edge of their desk--much like the regular Charles but with far straighter posture--and the other Edwin appeared to be speaking to him. They talked for a bit longer until the other Edwin poked his Charles teasingly in the chest with his croquet mallet. His Charles laughed and the other Edwin's normally serious face broke into a smile. "I don't know," regular Charles said. "They look like they're in love too."

"I'm inclined to agree with you there," Edwin replied. He secretly celebrated when Charles leaned on him again.

"Well, at least we know we're not star-crossed."

"Hmm?"

Charles shrugged. "If us happens in more than one universe, it has to be right, doesn't it?"

Edwin hadn't thought about it like that before. He looked back at the two boys, so far away from their home, and was suddenly grateful for their presence.

Shoutout to @technically-human for creating the reverse verse AU. You're my idol.

[sunsetcurveauto]

Recently I—I went to Hell to get him back. He said... some things. Even after what I saw, and did what he did, and—I don't believe he deserves that. And—I think I might—oh, God...

An RV!Edwin moodboard based on @technically-human and @i-am-as-normal-as-you-are 's Reverse Verse❣️❣️

P.S. Mary @spacegirlsgang made an RV!Charles mb here <3

[spacegirlsgang]

"Everybody liked them, you saw. But we know how they really were, they were just too good at...hiding it. At smiling and pretending to be friendly and getting what they wanted. And they ended up...there. I wouldn't be surprised if they're in the same fucking train I was, but at least they have each other. What do I have?" // RV!Charles Rowland❣️

@sunsetcurveauto and I felt the overwhelming need to create something to show our love for the Reverse Verse! A gift to @technically-human and @i-am-as-normal-as-you-are because this verse is truly one of our favorites!!!!!!

Check out Tina's here!

[technically-human]

Valentine's Day!!

The boys finally get a happy moment after going through the canon events

This was a commission for @i-am-as-normal-as-you-are so thank them for the cuteness!

The bonus is completely my fault though:

[i-am-as-normal-as-you-are]

Hope everyone is having a lovely Valentine's Day! 💕💕💕

So happy with how these adorable Valentine's icons turned out of the Reverse Verse boys, made by @anaart-stuff 🥹💖

Bless @technically-human for helping me narrow down an idea to get, and thank you for being so incredible, I always enjoy the conversations we have!🙏💖💖

BONUS

Thought I'd also include this really cute art my friend @karmausedcurse made!! 🥺💕💕

I feel it fits the Valentine's Day vibes pretty well! 💖

[samanddean76]

The Sweet Spot

Title: The Sweet Spot

Pairing: Gabriel/Sam Winchester

Rating: Teen & Up | Word Count: 1,327

Tags: Alternate Universe, Reverse Verse, Archangel Sam Winchester, Human Gabriel, Coffee Shops, Cupid, Love, Schmoopy Goodness, First Kiss

Summary: Sam is an archangel with an obsession. Gabriel is a human who adores his favorite customer. And they both get their wish for something more when an intrepid cupid sets them in his sights.

Story on AO3.

A fun little fic for the SPN FanFic Pond Valentine Day's prompt fill challenge. I hope you enjoy it!

[ktskot]

[wanderingcas]

https://www.tumblr.com/wanderingcas/772170446456127488/so-it-turns-out-i-love-writing-angeldean-with-my?source=share

Omg, when?! 🔥

SO SOON I HOPE!!

i just started writing this fic about.... a week and a half ago? and i kind of skipped the whole plotting aspect and jumped right to the whole writing bit so i'm pulling a destiel and making it up as i go lol. but i'll keep posting juicy lil excerpts in the meantime!!

[celestiall0tus]

Into the Fire - Chapter 3 - Signal

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            Chevalier blinked and zipped around. She crashed into walls and other objects before she collided with the Eiffel Tower. She sneered, opened her mouth to speak her de-transformation phrase, but all that escaped her mouth were bell chimes. She silently screamed and tore off the goggles. She de-transformed, took a breath as her body relaxed, and she fell to the ground. She looked around and saw Kaalki a distorted anomaly before Kaalki solidified into her human form.

            “Kaalki, what-?” Alix started.

            Kaalki doubled over and threw up.

            “Eww! Gross! You can throw up?”

            Kaalki shuddered as she collapsed and curled into a ball.

            “What is wrong with you?”

            “Oppression. Oppression everywhere! There is no freedom. Only oppression!”

            “Ok, that doesn’t answer anything.”

            “C’mon, Alix, isn’t it obvious? We’re in a whole ‘nother dimension!”

            Alix’s eyes widened as she looked around. Everything looked like Paris, but a little damaged and banged up. She opened her mouth to comment when she saw Cicada fly up to the top of the tower. Relief flooded her as she put her goggles back on.

            “Kaalki! I see Cicada. Let’s go. Kaalki, full gallop!”

            Kaalki vanished into the goggles and transformed Alix into Chevalier. Chevalier navigated her way to the top of the Tower. She breathed a sigh of relief until a portal opened between her and Cicada. She raised a brow when a girl with striking red hair in a punk, rabbit-themed outfit stepped forward.

            Chevalier stifled a gasp as she moved carefully. Chevalier watched the rabbit punk move closer to Cicada before Chevalier darted forward and pinned the punk down. They tousled until Chevalier pinned the punk down.

            “Chevalier! You’re ok!” Cicada called.

            “As ok as I can be, given the circumstances.”

            “Right. Who is this?”

            “I don’t know, but they were trying to sneak up on you.”

            “Let me go! The Supreme demands her!” the punk girl screamed.

            “Don’t worry, we’re coming for them next,” Cicada declared.

            “What? Just like that? Well, not on my watch!”

            A white portal opened beneath the punk girl. Chevalier jumped up with the punk. The punk struggled to free herself as more portals appeared around them. Chevalier sneered and held onto the punk.

            “Whatever you’re doing, do it fast! I’ll keep her busy!”

            Cicada reached out as Chevalier and the punk fell into a portal. She grimaced before she jumped onto the railing of the Tower.

            “Arsenal, fireworks!”

            Cicada thrust an arm into the arm as fireworks burst from her hand into the sky. She marveled at the display before she shot out more. She hoped her friends would see them before her enemies got to her.

~~

            Senketsu crashed through the glass of the Louvre Museum. She shook her head and stumbled around as her world distorted. She opened her mouth to speak, but only heard bell chimes. She snorted and took out her nose ring, de-transforming. Stompp shot out as a distorted mess before he solidified.

            “Stompp, are you ok?” Kagami asked.

            “Yeah, I’m-.”

            Stompp was cut off as a pair of crashing sounds echoed in the space. Kagami turned to see Viperion and Tigre Rose glitching. She grimaced seeing Viperion blink and glitch out of reality worse than Tigre Rose.

            “Take off your jewels. It’ll be the only way to ground yourself,” Kagami instructed.

            Viperion took off his bracelet and Tigre Rose removed his panja bracelet. They de-transformed as their kwamis shot out as distorted messes. Roarr returned to normal while Sass remained a mess.

            “What’s going on? Is Sass ok?” Luka asked.

            “He should be. Should,” Roarr remarked.

            “What happened?” Adrien asked.

            “We were pulled into another dimension. A whole parallel universe!” Stompp exclaimed.

            “A parallel…! Is that why Sass is like this?” Luka demanded.

            “Oh, yes! Everything is wrong here. This universe reeks of oppression and evil. Velze would not be happy here,” Roarr remarked.

            “So, what do we do? We can’t stay here,” Adrien pointed out.

            Kagami half-listened to Adrien go in circles with the kwamis about what to do. Sass managed to ground himself and reformed. She smiled seeing Luka embrace Sass, expressing his concern for the snake. Her smile faded when she caught light in the corner of her eye. She turned and saw a magnificent firework display in the sky.

            “Hey, look!” Kagami yelled.

            Adrien and Luka looked up at the display.

            “What is that?” Luka asked.

            “Cicada,” Kagami replied.

            “Cicada? Are you sure?” Adrien asked.

            “There’s one way to find out. Let’s go,” Kagami ordered.

            “Are you sure? What if it’s a trap?” Luka pressed.

            “Again, only one way to find out. Stompp, charge ahead.”

            Kagami transformed back into Senketsu. Luka and Adrien exchanged glances before they put their jewels back on and transformed.

~~

            “Fuck this!” Longg roared.

            Mylene braced herself as fire erupted from Longg again. She grimaced seeing the utter destruction caused in Longg’s wake. She had attempted to calm Longg, but any attempt had ended in failure as Longg seethed. She sighed and took a breath, steeling herself for another try.

            “Longg, enough! You’ll draw attention to us. Don’t you think the last thing we should do is cause a scene and lure out whatever is waiting in this dimension?”

            Longg growled. “Bring it. I could use something to tear apart with my claws and teeth.”

            “Well, this isn’t helping! We should be out there finding our friends. Not you having a temper tantrum.”

            “Temper tantrum? Excuse me for getting upset at being torn from my home without my permission and thrust into a dimension that reeks of corruption. If Velze were here, oh, what a bloodbath.”

            Mylene winced. “Well, he’s not here, but our friends are. Our friends that we need to find. C’mon!”

            “Not until I-!”

            Longg’s attention was stolen by fireworks in the sky. Her eyes widened as her pupils dilated.

            “So pretty.”

            Mylene gasped and bounced. “That has to be Cicada! Who else could put on such a display? We have to go Longg.”

            Longg blinked and shook herself. “Alright, fine. We’ll go to the fire display.”

            Longg tossed Mylene the choker. Mylene snatched it and put it on.

            “Finally! Longg, ascension!”

~~

            “Oh, this is bad. This is bad, this is bad, this is oh so very bad!” Rose and Fluff panicked.

            Juleka and Mullo watched as Rose and Fluff riled each other up in a frenzy. Juleka grimaced and glanced at Mullo.

            “Is it really that bad?”

            Mullo hummed. “Well, yes, but I suppose no? This dimension does reek of all things bad. All things Velze would have hated. We can all just… feel it. It’s wrong and it terrifies me. I don’t to be here longer than I need to.”

            “How would we get home though?”

            “Cicada is our only way home. The power of reality, to pick any power, it’s our ticket. However, it begs the question how we got here in the first place. If someone brought us through, they can just do it again and we’d be back here.”

            Juleka hummed. “So, we need to go after whoever dragged us through first, right?”

            Mullo sighed and looked away. “Ideally.”

            “What’s wrong?”

            “I just… I’m unsettled. Whatever evil is here is greater. I fear if any of us fall into its hands, it’ll be disastrous. I mean, look at us now compared to before. And I know this dimension doesn’t have versions like us.”

            “What do you mean?”

            “Velze only exists in a handful of universes. It’s those universes that have kwamis like us. Imagine that power compared to what we were before. It’d be horrific.”

            “I don’t understand. If there are more universes that Velze existed, or different versions of Velze, why weren’t they brought through?”

            Mullo opened her mouth, then paused. Her eyes widened and ears twitched. “I just had an idea. We need Chevalier and Cicada though.”

            “Well, we need to find them first.”

            Mullo hummed when her ears twitched. She motioned for Juleka to follow, who dragged Rose behind her. They followed Mullo and saw a beautiful firework show.

            “Is it Cicada?” Juleka asked.

            “Yes. I see her. She’s on the Eiffel Tower,” Mullo answered.

            “Is there anyone else?”

            “No. Just her for now.”

            “Then we have to go. Rose, you ready?”

            Rose nodded. “Fluff, hop to it.”

            “Mullo, get squeaky.”

~~

            Nathalie paced around while Alya sat on the ground. Nooroo and Fang rested on their respective holder’s shoulder.

            “Are you really sure waiting is the best call, Nathalie? Shouldn’t we be out there finding our friends?” Alya questioned.

            “It is best for now. We’re in an unknown universe with unknown threats. We don’t have any food for our kwamis, so our powers are precious. If we go running around transformed, we would attract all manner of anything and everything,” Nathalie explained.

            “Yeah, but I can track them, and we’d be reunited. What better use to use that for than this?”

            “Again, it’s a one and done unless we can get food. What would you do? Steal it?”

            “I mean, does it really matter? This isn’t our home dimension, universe, whatever.”

            “Ayla does raise a good point,” Fang remarked.

            “I agree,” Nooroo said.

            “The sooner we’re all reunited, the sooner we can leave,” Fang added.

            “Please, yes. I don’t want to be here,” Nooroo whined.

            Nathalie pinched the bridge of her nose. “Fine. Do whatever.”

            Alya grinned and jumped to her feet. “Fang, let’s hunt!”

            Nathalie snorted as Alya transformed into Louve Grise. Louve Grise opened her mouth to speak when Nathalie spotted the firework display. Nathalie pressed a hand against Louve Grise’s mouth.

            “Look!” Nathalie explaimed.

            Louve Grise raised a brow until she saw the fireworks. “That has to be Cicada!”

            “You don’t know that. It could be a trap.”

            Louve Grise rolled her eyes. “Look, I’ve had enough of your overcautious butt! I’m heading that way to find Cicada.”

            “And if it’s not Cicada?”

            “I guess we’ll see. Won’t we, bitch?”

            Nathalie sneered and her nostrils flared. “Don’t you call me that. Didn’t your parents teach you to respect your elders?”

            “Oh, yeah, along with respect is earned, not freely given. And far as I can tell, you’ve done nothing to earn my respect. Especially considering you worked for Hawkmoth the entire time! Why should I remotely trust or respect you?”

            “That was all in the past. I’m trying to be better.”

            “There is no trying. You either do or you don’t. And you can either sit aside like a little bitch, or you can take a chance and possibly be reunited with everyone including Tigre Rose and Hera.”

            Nathalie seethed, then sighed. “Fine, let’s go. Nooroo, wings rise.”

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