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Spirit World going viral on twitter with the comic panels of Constantine respecting his non binary friend's pronouns just confirmed to me that most of the people who claim to love the character know nothing about him. "John Constantine has gone woke", a lot of people say.

You mean, the Constantine who kicked the shit out of Nazis on his early comics? The one reminding you how much he hated Margaret Thatcher? The one who was teased as a queer character since his creation in the 80s and was confirmed as bisexual in the 90s? The one who lost gay friends during the aids crisis and the one who despises cops? The former punk who has voted the Labour Party all his life?

You mean, are you surprised THAT character is "woke" now? If you are disappointed, that's on you.

Anyway, while you are here, buy Spirit World. You won't regret it.

Don't know what about you people but I'm a Charles Rowland he/they swag truther.

On one hand, I love Crystal my girl and she deserves to appear in my case fic.

On the other hand, if I'd let her appear she would've defeated the villains in 2 seconds and take away all of my excuse for angst and Charles gay panicking over Edwin fencing, and then I'd have no plot.

I'm sorry my girl, you're simply too much the goat for this I'm afraid. I can't let you appear.

We can't always win.

The most cool (as in calm, doesn't bothered easily. Infact it's realy hard to affect him I never thought he would care about a series so much)

Just told me his heart was broke from the new good omens season????

The most cold person I know and respect him for being so chill.

He just used an 😭 emoji. He told me he never thought he would care so much he is heartbroken.

He's not very expressive about his emotions at all and he just did and I don't know how to react.

I'M SCARED OKAY??? I'm freaking TERRIFIED!

Is it really that bad???

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Edwin Payne's flag be like:

(sorry the quality is not so great Tumblr is being shit for some reason)

(this is my personal design, if other people want to use it for other stuff they're more than welcome just with credit for the design!)

How many dbda fics I'm writing at the moment? 5!

How many of them I am probably close to finish if I'll actually be able to dedicate my willpower to focus on them? Most!

What am I gonna finish soon? Eh.....

What I want to write? Something new!!

8, 3 and 5 from the dbda asks game! 💚

(writing this during small breaks at work because this is more important, also I'm bored. I'm so glad I got more asks!)

8. Headcanon!

Well you didn't specify any character and since I already did Charles then I'll pick a character myself-

Niko!

Niko would've been bff with Delirium of the Endless. When I saw Niko for the first time I was sure she was going to be related to Delirium somehow. The colours in her brain?? Her whole personality?? She's such a Delirium coded.

Turns out the colours were only from the sprites, unrelated to Delirium. It really disappointed me because Delirium is my favourite Sandman character and I really hoped to see something related to her.

So yeah Niko and Delirium would be besties, I really think they would really get along great and understand each other. They share the same side of the 'tism spec.

If Edwin can have an Endless bestie (or to be more accurate, an Endless that decided they like him and he's their friend now), Niko also can have an Endless.

3. Favourite client:

Oh damn. Well I like Monty, the cute tragic mommy issues little crow boy, so I guess it's not really a contest. Even if he was just a ruse. I also like the lighthouse keeper that was a reference to Neil Gaiman it was pretty funny character choice.

5. Favourite case:

The develin house murder. There's no question in that. I rewatched this episode so many times. I wanted to cry with Charles. He made me feel so much stuff. That episode hit me deeply and made me understand better some stuff about my own trauma.

I love Charles and I was glad I got to see that side of him, that wasn't so pretty. And I loved to see Edwin and Crystal's relationship developing.

Unfortunately I will not be able to finish the payneland fic I wanted on time to publish it on my birthday, however I will publish a snippet for now!

It's a fencing fic, because I'm a fencer Edwin truther, and the boys 100% fence as a game between them so my fic is based about that. Edwin tries to suggest fencing to talk about things and resolve the awkwardness that started between them after the love confession. It's not very long after Port Townsend.

I'm going to try to continue working on it to finish it on time but I'm at a bar on the beach that has loud distracting music to celebrate my birthday, I can't make any promises. However I will publish it tomorrow. Here is the snippet for now!

Charles was sitting on the desk, his legs on the chair, staring vacantly out of a window for the past few hours.

Edwin, who was reading a book on the sofa, eventually had enough of this new awkward distance between them and snapped, deciding he was going to do something about it, shake Charles out of it in any way he could.

.......

He tossed Charles his foil- a golden one with a left handed handle. Edwin’s foil was silver, matching Charles’ set. “Pick it up, we are going to fence.” He declared.

“What?” Charles looks up, shaking off from his thoughts and turned to his best friend, blinking surprised.

“I said, pick it up, we are going to fence. Frankly, I've had enough of your distant behaviour recently and I cannot let it pass any second longer. You cannot fool me, Charles Rowland, I know you, and after Port Townsend you have never made the return quite to your senses yet. So we are going to fence, and we are going to talk, in the way we do things. Because clearly something has gone wrong with you recently you refuse to let me in about.”

“Mate, there is nothing wro-” Charles started making himself force out a laugh in defence, but Edwin cut him.

“I have simply confessed to being in love, Charles, I have not been turned into a fool in all that regards you. I have known you for over 30 years, Charles Rowland, and I can tell when things are wrong. Yet you don’t come to me, although you are clearly bothered by me. Sometimes, I have to wonder if you still consider us best friends after all-” his voice break, trailing off.

“What? Mate, of course you are-” Charles rushed to defend against Edwin's words.

“Then talk with me, Charles. Fence with me, like we used to. Because I miss having my best friend around, and I don’t know what to think of you recently. Talk to me, please.” Edwin moves Charles’ foil on the desk closer to him, offering it to him again.

Charles took a few moments of thinking in silence before he responded again. They could fence, he supposes, he did miss them too, but- “Look, Edwin, mate, I don’t want to fight you- You are still pretty banged up from Esther’s house.” Not a lie, they both still had some traces of their iron burns. Esther’s house was still relatively fresh- they tried to bury it but the events of Port Townsend only took place twelve days ago.

Unfortunately, iron burns take an annoying amount of time to heal. Although not as bad now, slight traces of their burns still left.

They have been taking cases slower because of it, working on easy ones to start. Both of them acting more out of concern for the other than actually to themselves.

“Oh, you assume you would be able to get close to me?” Edwin teased arching his brow and Charles bit his lips, cheeks flushing slightly. Bollocks. Okay, his self confidence was hot-

Seeing him announcing it cockily and sure of himself like that ignited a fond and playful spark in Charles- he liked his overconfidence.

“I assure you, even in my lesser state I can still, as I believe they say today, ‘kick your ass’. You, on the other hand, have been shutting off from me for weeks, and I simply will not sit here and allow our friendship to continue suffering any longer. So please, fence with me again. Challenge me, if you will.”

“Edwin-” Charles gruntle sighing pretending to be rolling his eyes in decline, then he quickly picks up his foil going out to a surprise attack, a spark of mischief igniting back in him.

Adrenaline was flooding his ghost veins, in a good way-

He loved this. This was them. It just felt right.

Edit: fic posted! It's the most recent post below the pinned one on my blog!

My deepest apologies for my followers that followed me for other stuff like bat family or hell-verse content and all I talk about is dbd now.

(This show is so good just give it a chance).