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It’s about three years in that Edwin happens to be looking at Charles when he yells a certain word - or, well, he’s generally looking at Charles when he scolds him, but this time he’s, like, Looking, in a paying attention sort of way. So this time he sees when Charles can’t stop the flinch, and Charles is pretty sure his eyes go kinda, like, wide and glassy, and it startles Edwin out of the yelling, because Edwin never means to upset Charles when he yells, really. Just vent his stress a little.
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It was Boxing Day, 1993, when Charles first saw light-up shoes. He and Edwin were taking a walk to admire the fairy lights. Edwin was crazy about fairy lights; first time he saw a large display he'd gone so googly-eyed and captivated that Charles thought there was something wrong with him. Turned out he was just delighted, though, so they made it a point to see the lights, now, whenever they got a chance. And there'd been a white Christmas, in the town they'd mirrored to that evening, so the lights were glittering off the snow, and every time Charles turned to look at Edwin, Edwin's eyes were glittering, too.
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He listened, carefully, and when he heard nothing from the hall, he darted for the phone. He told maintenance he’d been locked out, didn’t explain any further, while keeping his eyes and ears trained on the hallway and his spare hand pointlessly over his naked chest, and then went back to his hiding place.
It was surprisingly few minutes - though it felt like forever, with the fear of someone coming in to innocently do their laundry - before the elevator dinged and a cheerful voice called “Payne?”
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Who else will hold it together and keep the spirits up? You? Are you gonna do that, huh?
After Port Townsend, Edwin decides he needs to be responsible for his own happiness.
It's harder than Crystal's pastel printouts make it sound.
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i need to tell the truth (you don't have to lie) by MycroftRH
Fandoms: Dead Boy Detectives (TV)
27 Oct 2025
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Charles decides it’s been quite long enough, Edwin needs an answer, any answer’s better than none, but no matter how hard he tries Charles still doesn’t have an answer - so he goes out and buys a truth potion and drinks it. This does not go as smoothly as he had planned.
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Marvel Whumptober by MycroftRH
Fandom Iron Man (Movies), Loki (TV 2021), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Moon Knight (TV 2022), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Thor (Movies), Venom (Marvel Movies), X-Men - All Media Types
31 Oct 2023
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What it says on the tin :D Whumptober fics for assorted Marvel subfandoms. Assume fics are unconnected unless specified otherwise.
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DC Whumptober by MycroftRH
Fandom Batman (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Red Robin (Comics)
29 Oct 2023
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What it says on the tin :D Whumptober fics for assorted DC subfandoms. Assume fics are unconnected unless specified otherwise.
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BNHA Whumptober by MycroftRH
Fandom 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
05 Oct 2021
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What it says on the tin :D Whumptober fics for BNHA/MHA. Assume fics are unconnected unless specified otherwise.
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Despite the uncertainty of war, most mornings tend to feel like a repeat of the last. Edwin still does not believe in God, but he is starting to come around to the idea of purgatory.
OR: Charles Rowland is loyal and brave, a consummate soldier, and Edwin will do anything to keep him alive.
Bookmarked by MycroftRH
13 Nov 2025
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This is one of the best pieces of fiction I have ever read and I am not joking, exaggerating, nor speaking from a place of limited experience.
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Edwin knows nobody will come for him.
It’s maybe the worst part of being down here again. Hell had been an unending torment for seventy years, and then he’d been free, and now he’s here again, and he knows somewhere deeper than logic that he doesn’t have the strength to pull himself out a second time. And nobody will come for him.
He whispers it to himself, huddled into the corner, arms wrapped around his legs. He speaks for the doubtful comfort of hearing his own voice, in between the moments where his personal torturer gives chase, and he is forced to run even though he knows he’ll never get away. Nobody’s coming for you. He’s not coming for you. You’re alone. You’re as alone down here as you were back on Earth. You have nobody to blame but yourself. You. Are. Alone.
He’s never going to see Charles again.
Bookmarked by MycroftRH
18 Aug 2025