Constant Headaches I Would Probably Have.

it’s raining outside do you wanna come over and cuddle until we don’t know where you start and i end

My brain is so obsessed with the Payneland fencing fic I wrote and I just need to share it-

I feel like I nailed Edwin's cuntiness really well I'm proud of it.

My brain is just obsessed with this, those parts live in my brain 24/7 really.

Anyway here's the link if anyone's interested!

I have already posted a snippet and a description in my blog, I just had to talk about these parts too because holy god they're killing me. I love Edwin being a bitch and Charles loving Edwin for being a bitch thinking his best mate is like the best person ever with such heart eyes.

Charles my baby boy just admit it you fell over your head already (...he does admit it at the end in my fic).

Anyway I'm obsessed and I just had to share it. Do with that information as you will!

@niko-sasaki-dbd I love you pal🫶

I completely reinforce everything you said. Yes. THIS.

(DC's situation with queer characters is way better than marvel, no doubt, they are eons more progressive (they are not perfect and still do some crappy stuff, but as far as huge companies as them go they're great), but I still need it I can't handle this baiting I need you to do just a tiny bit better DC. Just give us this).

I know Charles is obviously bisexual within the context of the show (there is no way he's straight), and he and Edwin were said canonically by Steve Yackey they'll develop their relationship beyond friendship in season 2 (if it will be able to come out) in an interview.

But I still need DC to canonically confirm Charles as bi. I cannot go through this again. I am sick of baiting. Yes he's obviously bi but I still need to hear it announced. I need it to be absolute, to shush anyone who would doubt it.

I need to hear it.

It's pride month now DC, you have the perfect opportunity. It can't be any more perfect.

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!

This is the "nah I'm not going anywhere. Netflix might think the story ends there but I am laughing behind their back, I will continue being active in this fandom no matter what the show's fate shall be, because letting that die would be the worst death of them all." post.

You want us to be hurt and broken about it? Well we are. We are devastated. Life sucks.

But we will not let this be just a story of tragedy and end there, let us be forgotten over time, we won't be having it! We are going to fill the cracks of the shattered pieces with our light!

Reblog to agree if you're also gonna stay and spread light.

The only thing worse than having a job is not having a job. And the only thing worse than not having a job is looking for a job. And the only thing worse than looking for a job is being 19 years old.

Orders from the general, folks.

I just realized the girls vs boys ratio in the arrowfamily and I'm in shock-

Girls:

Dinah

Emiko

Sienna

Lian

Mia

Cissie

Jade (yes she counts).

+ Artemis in young justice. She's also very popular arrowfamily character.

I think Sin also counts as arrowfamily but I'm not sure.

So 7-9 girls depends on how you count.

Boys:

Oliver

Roy

Connor

And that's it???

I'm currently hyperfocusing on Lian so I started to think about the arrowfamily and I realized it.

That's so different from the batfamily where the female characters often don't get enough attention and are treated horribly.

The urge to adopt several pets and name them after the Batfamily pets (specifically the animals that are the same like the comics, creating the characters in real life) is so strong.

Unfortunately, I don't think I'll ever find a dragon bat to call him Goliath :(

I want Goliath so bad.

Also forget naming your human kids after characters, I plan to name my pets after fictional characters.

BOOPS ARE GONE??

BUT REVENGE.

I MUST REVENGE FOR THE EVIL BOOPS.

NOOOOOO.