In The Name Of The Law

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Fandom: Dead Boy Detectives

Rating: Teen

No archive warnings apply

Pairing: Edwin Payne/Charles Rowland

Characters: Edwin Payne, Charles Rowland

Additional Tags: Alternative universe- police, aged-up characters, alive men detectives, modern crime drama, not so much good cop bad cop, as sunshine cop grumpy cop, how to get an inappropriate crush on your boss in 0.5 seconds, a book by Charles Rowland, missing persons case, broadchurch vibes, referenced homophobia

Summary:

DS Charles Rowland is 35, and loves being a copper. He finally found something he was good at after nearly 30 years of achieving nothing. He wants to help people, wants to make a difference and thought he was going to be able to do that in London. But now he's been moved to a new patch, and given a new boss to report to.

DI Payne is a genius. At 34, he's the youngest person to make DI in 50 years. He's the best of the best, everyone will tell you that. Unfortunately that'll probably be the second thing they tell you. First they'll tell you he's rude, unapproachable and thinks he's better than everyone else. They might even tell you about the colleagues he's supposedly made cry, and definitely made request a transfer.

But he doesn't care if you know that. All he cares about is finding Becky Aspen, before it's too late and she becomes another girl who's death he hasn't been able to solve.

Edwin turned and stumbled towards the door, but as he did it slammed shut in front of him. Somewhere, in the dark and distant house, a clock chimed the loud peel of midnight. The light Edwin had conjured to see by dissolved into smoke as he jumped at the noise. Behind him, Niko and Crystal let out a scream.

“Edwin, what the fuck?” Charles asked as he walked to stand next to Edwin in the near pitch-black. The only light came from the slight flickering of the paused TV- white writing suspended on a black background.

“That was not my doing.” Edwin spoke quietly. “Please tell me you ensured this house was safe before descending on it for your movies?”

“Yeah, of course I did.” Charles said huffily. “Spoke to the locals, no suspicious activity. No hauntings, no creature sightings. Just your run-off-the-mill abandoned house.”

“Then what, prey tell, is that?” Edwin asked. The clock had stopped chiming and there was an eerie quiet, broken by a soft sound coming from upstairs.

“That sounds like…” Crystal started but then stopped herself. They all listened again. It was a high-pitched echoing laugh. Every few seconds it paused then started again. It should have sounded innocent, child-like, but there was something about it that put Edwin on edge.

“That sounds like the clown, the clown from the film.” Niko spoke just behind Edwin, and he jumped slightly. They were all on their feet now, grouped together, staring at the closed door and listening with bated breath.

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Run Your Fingers Through My Soul

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Fandoms: Dead Boy Detectives

Rating : Teen & Up

Words: 3027

Relationships: Edwin Payne/Charles Rowland

Characters: Edwin, Charles, Niko, Crystal

Additional tags: feelings realization, feelings admission, Charles Rowland is a bisexual disaster, Edwin Payne is an oblivious disaster, not actually unrequited love, idiots in love, fluff, someone needs to teach these idiots to TALK

Written for @deadboyween day 4 - orbs

Summary:

“Charles-” Edwin started, his voice catching over his friend’s name.

“Just let me… Can I go first, please?” Charles begged, his hands still caught up with Edwin’s. Edwin nodded and swallowed the words he wanted to let escape.

“Okay. Don’t be mad. But there’s no case.” Edwin scowled and opened his mouth. Charles winced. “I said don’t be mad! Now, I had to bring you here because there’s something really important I’ve been needing to tell you for a while now and it’s that-”

Charles stopped. His hands fell to his side because he no longer had Edwin’s hands to hold. One second Edwin was there and then the next he just… wasn’t. Charles looked around madly, trying to work out what had happened, what kind of magic could have caused him to just disappear in a puff of smoke. That was when he saw the small orb bobbing behind the board games.

aka The One Where Charles Fucks Up His Love Confession So Badly Edwin Orbs Out.

written for @deadboyween day 2 - comfort

“Do you miss cuddling?” Charles asked it quickly, the words tumbling together. He’d been thinking of it with every kick of his football. Thinking of it for weeks, actually, every time he looked at Edwin’s arms beneath his rolled-up shirt sleeves.

“Do I – what?” Edwin blinked, closing the book and looking up at Charles. Even if nothing else came from this conversation, Charles would call that a win.

“I was just thinking. I miss cuddling. It’s one of the things I miss most from being alive.” Charles smiled over at him, a little bit sadly.

[it only takes Charles a few months of being dead to realise one of the things he misses most is cuddling. Luckily, he has Edwin to ask about these things now.]

written for @deadboyween day 1 - colours

[[In a world where your birth mark becomes colourful at the touch of your soulmate, Charles Rowland learns to pull away from physical contact. It is better surely, he thinks, to have the potential to have a soulmate- than to have tried all avenues and proved yourself well-and-truly unlovable. But then he dies, and none of those rules seem to apply any more.]]

Can't buy me love on ao3. Charles/Edwin.

He was a lawyer looking to pay someone to fool his family into thinking he was in a relationship, he was an out-of-work musician looking for a paying job... Can I make it any more obvious?

“So, I’ll tell you a bit about myself and the job. Then you can decide if you want to stay to answer my questions. It is very important we both are happy with the situation before we continue.” Oh shit, it’s definitely a sex dungeon. Charles thought to himself. Although, not sure I’d mind him tying me up and- Charles shook his head slightly. Focus.

“Right, no problem.” Charles coughed slightly, still thinking about that dungeon.

“So, as I said in the advert: it is a very simple job but it is also highly unusual. I am looking for a companion, you see.”

“Like, someone to shag?” Charles blurted out before he could help himself.

“Not quite. Believe it or not I am actually able to find my own sexual partners without having to pay them.” Edwin quipped and Charles couldn’t quite tell if he’d offended him.

Han's Ao3 Payneland works

Well, apparently I've now written over 40 dbda fanfics. I should really touch some grass, as the kids say.

Instead here's an updated list:

Current multi-chapter:

In The Name Of The Law

Chapter 2/5 up. Weekly updates.

Modern Police AU- Charles is relocated to work under DI Payne, who has a terrible attitude but fantastic bone structure. Together, they work on a missing person's case.

(gong with Broadchurch vibes- grumpy cop/sunshine cop dynamic). This has got my WHOLE brain at the moment. I'm obsessed.

Completed work below:

If I lay here (Would you lie with me and just forget the world?)

Words: 2782

Rating: M (language, light sexual content but really predominantly just kissing)

“Edwin. It is one thirty in the morning, you two geniuses just let our prime suspect escape into the woods and now we are trapped here. I do not want to hear any more. OK?" Crystal breathed deeply and clenched her fists. “Do not leave this room. Do not make anything worse. Just let me and Niko get, like, six hours sleep. Then we’ll sort it.”

“And what, pray tell, are me and Charles supposed to do while you two are sleeping?” Edwin folded his arms and cocked an eyebrow.

“Play eye spy, run on the spot, go to sleep. I don’t care!” Crystal bit back.

“Sleep sounds delightful but unfortunately, Crystal, you are shutting us in a room with only one bed.” Edwin countered.

@painlandweek day 2 contribution - myths & legends

Rating: Teen (for language)

Words: 3,2000 Chapter 1/1

Summary: