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The new occurrence is so miniscule Charles doesn’t think it should even register. And yet, it turns Charles’s world upside down.
Namely - Edwin starts to look at his lips. Sometimes. It’s very brief and very rare, all things considered. Yet still, Charles’s mind lingers on this latest development and doesn’t seem keen on letting it go.
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OR: 5+1 times Charles caught Edwin looking at his lips and one time Charles looked at Edwin's
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Edwin returned to the envelope, from which his attention should never have veered, and opened it with a single, precise cut. The letter opener was returned to Charles – another brief, searing touch – as Edwin carefully removed and unfolded the glossy paper. The crest in the letterhead, a bloody wound against the white background, immediately caught his eye.
“St. Hil’s, innit?” Charles, leaning over Edwin’s shoulder, confirmed what they both knew. They exchanged a dark, speaking glance. No, neither of them had fond memories of that place.Or: Edwin attends his high school reunion and is very normal about his (legal) partner.
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love’s so strange (so real in the dark) by ObsessedWithFandom
Fandoms: Dead Boy Detectives (TV)
02 Nov 2024
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To illustrate his point, he gave Charles’ necklace a sharp tug.
Charles did not answer the question, because Charles’ eyes were slipping shut and his lips were parting around a pretty gasp, the necklace slackening under Edwin’s finger as Charles followed the motion down –
“Charles…” Edwin whispered, and it was not quite a question and not quite a warning. If he were to be brutally honest with himself – something he rarely allowed – it was simply to feel the shape of it in his mouth.
“Tell me to stop,” Charles said at last, breaking the charged silence between them. His voice was hoarse. Edwin swallowed with difficulty. Charles’ eyes dipped down, and his ridiculously long lashes accenting the motion, until there could be no doubt that he was staring at Edwin’s mouth. “Tell me to stop, and I will.”Or: In another universe, the doorbell doesn’t ring.
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Charles is hit with a sleeping curse. True love is required to break it, but a kiss just isn't enough.
A fill for the following anonmeme prompt:
Can we please have another sleeping beauty curse story, but this time with a more traditional cure, the "first fruits of love" one?
I want higher stakes, I want setup where any attempt to lift the curse if extremely dubcon. I want the most horrible mix of emotions: doubts, angst, guilt, but also care, overwhelming tenderness and love, and support. Post-curse care, too.
It's better if the one afflicted is Charles. Post-confession, but pre-relationship. Definitely before he figures anything out, ideally when he himself is still a bit unsure about the romantic potential of their relationship.
Please no flippant "just fuck him" Crystal. She's better than that.
Please no "suddenly realised he've been in love for the past 30 years" Charles. Let him for once be not there yet, and let the mess with the curse to make everything even more confusing. -
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Because all Charles wants—has always wanted since the first time they ran away from Death together—is for Edwin to be happy. He wants to rekindle that spark in Edwin’s eyes and watch it bloom, free and fearless.
And the thing is… Charles is the one holding the match that can light that fire, isn't he?
Oh.
Or: How a seemingly run-of-the-mill case, ye olde repression, and Edwin Payne’s collarbones give Charles Rowland his bisexual awakening. Though not necessarily in that order.