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[edwinoutofhell]

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The problem about Charles is—

Edwin paused, scrapped that thought, and stuck his hand more firmly inside the unending bag of mysteries Charles kept.

The problem with Charles is—

No, he didn’t like that either. Charles was not a problem, not really. But there were… issues. Issues that could become problems. Or that were problems. Or at least they were obstacles.

There, Edwin thought as his fingers wrapped around the edge of the lantern handle. Here it is.

The problemS pertaining to Charles began and ended (well, if they truly could end) with how incredibly stubborn he was.

(Pot to kettle? Edwin thought but only for a moment)

“I need more light.” Edwin said and turned on the lantern ‘so he could read’ and then if he turned on a record he pretended not to hate…well, at least one of them liked it.

Edwin was never certain about touching Charles after something like this—when one or the other of their ghostly skins failed for just a moment, burned, and then snapped back. In the moment just past? Sure. Of course.

But home again. Safe again. Would it be welcome? Probably not. This was deeper than just a cat scratch or post iron recovery. Neither of them liked acknowledging feelings certain cases brought them. No, Charles had already smiled and brushed everything off. Oh I’m great—what a load of nonsense.

So Edwin did not try to hug Charles once back in their office. He did not tell him to talk—that hardly ever worked. Instead, Edwin turned on a familiar light and some music and sat down next to him.

[helltechnicality]

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he can't escape. the walls are the same as he remembered. the dolls have not changed. their unseeing eyes somehow making him feel exposed. it is giving him a reprieve letting him break down in the open like this. drawing out the slaughter. edwin is prey and the spider the predator looking to consume yet another form. he can hear his name being called but he does not trust it. not in the confines of hell. he has heard whispers before. " he's not real. he's not real. " edwin whispers to himself so not to alert the beast. but if the fiction keeps yelling he will end up eaten anyway.

[deadtected]

@rocksteadydeadboy asked: " there's nothing bad inside you. nothing. " [ for doom patrol charles unless that's too convulted !?]

it's kinda weird hearing a different version of himself. especially one who knows what went on behind closed doors at home. charles wonders if every version of himself would have such a fucked up life or if there is one that got to at least understand happiness prior to meeting edwin. not that he'd swap it for anything. being mates with edwin is brills. best time of his afterlife. that didn't mean when he cracked his themed weapon of the week over someone's head he doesn't wonder if the apple hasn't fallen that far from the tree. " same goes for you, mate. we both wouldn't have been able to get a bloke like edwin to stick around if we were rotten inside. though, mine's better, obviously. like, the best. "

[itsbitmxdinhere]

♡ — ​ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ʙᴏʏ ᴅᴇᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇꜱ ( Accepting )

@rocksteadydeadboy said: ❝ You could've just asked me nicely. Maybe I would've… I don't know, given it to you. ❞

" FINE..." he was getting exasperated but the other was right and there was no need for him to be so harsh specially considering this is actually Charles just not HIS, wait if he is in this universe with this Charles where the hell ended up HIS Charles, is he with some other Edwin, dear lord he needed to act immediately!. He took a deep breath before he spoke again trying to keep calm being hysterical won't help his case ,

" I can't find a certain book about he multiverse have you two not done any research about that? ".

[helltechnicality]

@rocksteadydeadboy asked: ❝ i'm always blown away by just how talented you are. ❞ [ from the in case u didn't know ask meme ! ]

it is not particularly impressive what edwin has done to elicit such a kind comment. merely created a concoction that should, when thrown, illuminate the steps taken by the griffin they are attempting to capture. it has wandered too close to human life and many fear it could look for a meal in the children wandering the streets. but to guide it to a better living arrangement first the detectives need to find it. his kit has done the heavy lifting but edwin has learned over many years exactly how to synthesise many a formula. " a talent is merely something practiced and honed. as you are talented with your bat, people skills and charm i am adept with scientific endeavours. " if ghosts could blush, he would be. luckily, he can merely preen a little to show how happy the comment made him.

[chasingtitans]

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Everything stays right where you left it Everything stays, but it still changes Ever so slightly, daily and nightly In little ways, when everything stays

Everything Stays from Adventure Time! (fun fact: the version linked there ends her playlist, while this one starts it)

[eyeless-smiles]

"Is that all you've got? Come on, make me feel it." [ ooc: oh he mean fight ]

The Nightmare doesn't try to stifle his menacing laugh when the ghost boy tries to goad him. The first swing had been instinctive. Ushered by the sensing of an unusual presence stepping into the room despite the door having never opened. With his knife clutched in his hand, the monsters gaze flickers over the soul that had decided to interrupt his evening.

"Fuck off, ghost. I've no interest in playing with dead boys."

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[puss-in-kinky-boots]

"This might be a random question, but have you ever seen Mary Poppins?"

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