my art for the DBDA reverse bang (@deadbangdetectives) is here, and i'm so stoked to share it with you!
it's an around the world in 80 days historical AU!!!
i have had such a blast poring over so many fashion plates and drawing the gang in fancy historical fashion ca. 1872. it was such a joy and a pleasure from start to finish to work with the incomparable @dear-monday on this project - i really couldn't have asked for a better partner from start to finish. she saw the vision 100% and has written the most fantastic fic that i am beyond excited for everyone to finally get to read!!!
thank you so much for being so amazing, hayley! and a huge thank you to @handwrittenhello for all of your hard work organizing this event!
odyssey on odyssey, land over land (40947 words) by dear_monday Chapters: 6/6 Fandom: Dead Boy Detectives (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne/Charles Rowland Characters: Charles Rowland (DCU), Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne, Crystal Palace (DCU), Monty (Dead Boy Detectives), Simon (Dead Boy Detectives), David the Demon (Dead Boy Detectives) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Historical, Based On Around The World In Eighty Days Summary: “Pack?” said Charles, trailing along behind him as Mr. Payne went charging into his own bedroom and threw open the wardrobe. He hadn’t even known that Mr. Payne owned such a thing as a suitcase. “Where are we going?” Mr. Payne emerged with an armful of clothes—expensive, quietly lovely things in slate grey and brilliant white and fathomless midnight blue and that deep, impossible black—and deposited them in a heap on the bed. When he turned to look at Charles again, there was a feverish light in his eyes. “Dover,” he said. “Lovely.” Charles wasn’t sure anyone had ever been in such a hurry to get to Dover before, but perhaps a few days away from the city would be just the ticket for Mr. Payne. Poor bloke was wound so tight something was bound to go sproing sooner or later. “Nice little jaunt to the seaside, is it?” “And then to Paris,” Mr. Payne went on. “Then to Brindisi via Turin… Suez… Bombay… Calcutta… Hong Kong to Yokohama, San Francisco, New York. Oh! And then back home, of course. We shall return by precisely one o’clock in eighty days’ time.” “Right,” Charles said faintly. “Well. Better get packing, then, hadn’t I?”
[detail shots under the cut!]
