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If you want to break my cold, cold heart by Rain_t_right_to_bow
Fandoms: Dead Boy Detectives (TV)
09 Jun 2024
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Song-fic basata in parte sulla canzone Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus (Taylor Swift, The Tortured Poets Department) e in parte su un’altra canzone che non vi dico altrimenti non vi incuriosisco a leggere
(O dove Edwin sta per tornare nella sede dell’agenzia dopo una passeggiata, ma capita sotto la finestra di una Swiftie)
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Roustabouts & Poet's Lines by Neffectual
Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types
05 Aug 2021
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When he left the Royal Navy following an incident that left his face scarred for the world to see, Eskel thought he knew exactly who he was and what he deserved. Oil rig work paid well enough, no one asked awkward questions, and the two people he'd learnt to trust came with him, as both friends and lovers.
When the live music act in a bar offers to blow him in a seedy underpass, Eskel doesn't know what to think... which becomes sort of a pattern with the blue-eyed singer who says his name is Julian.
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04 May 2026
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You'll be the Prince and I'll be the Prince(ss) by Doeybug
Fandoms: Dead Boy Detectives (TV)
15 Dec 2025
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Charles has a million self-assigned jobs.
He makes sure Edwin takes breaks regularly, he draws the runes, he keeps the pocket-dimension organized, he deals with the social aspects of the agency, he's the brawn to Edwin's brains. Recently he's also become Edwin's boyfriend, which is the best one by far.
Crystal had pitched an absolute fit about "healthy communication" and that sounds like social shit to him, so he takes that up as his responsibility too. Edwin doesn't like discussing things like that, so Charles gets better at reading him and figures it out for the both of them.
That's all peachy right up until Charles doesn't have it as well in hand as he thought.
How do you learn something new about someone who won't talk to you?
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In which communication turns out to be a two player game.
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16 Dec 2025
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You'll be the Prince and I'll be the Prince(ss)
By: DoeybugSummary:
Charles has a million self-assigned jobs.
He makes sure Edwin takes breaks regularly, he draws the runes, he keeps the pocket-dimension organized, he deals with the social aspects of the agency, he's the brawn to Edwin's brains. Recently he's also become Edwin's boyfriend, which is the best one by far.
Crystal had pitched an absolute fit about "healthy communication" and that sounds like social shit to him, so he takes that up as his responsibility too. Edwin doesn't like discussing things like that, so Charles gets better at reading him and figures it out for the both of them.
That's all peachy right up until Charles doesn't have it as well in hand as he thought.
How do you learn something new about someone who won't talk to you?
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In which communication turns out to be a two player game.
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Charles could hear the sirens, dopplering closer as the lights painted the night blue. “I have to go,” said the boy, more to himself than to Charles. “If they catch me here—well. It doesn’t matter. You won’t remember this.” He smiled, and it was like the moon appearing shyly from behind a cloud. “Goodbye, Charles.”
Charles Rowland should have died at sixteen, but he didn’t. Three years later—eager to escape call centre purgatory—he joins the Lost and Found Department as a psychopomp, charged with escorting the recently deceased to their afterlives. But why does his new colleague seem so familiar, and what’s that persistent tugging feeling at his wrist?
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13 Dec 2025
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reel me in, I’ll take your lead
By: dear_mondaySummary:
Charles could hear the sirens, dopplering closer as the lights painted the night blue. “I have to go,” said the boy, more to himself than to Charles. “If they catch me here—well. It doesn’t matter. You won’t remember this.” He smiled, and it was like the moon appearing shyly from behind a cloud. “Goodbye, Charles.”
Charles Rowland should have died at sixteen, but he didn’t. Three years later—eager to escape call centre purgatory—he joins the Lost and Found Department as a psychopomp, charged with escorting the recently deceased to their afterlives. But why does his new colleague seem so familiar, and what’s that persistent tugging feeling at his wrist?
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Remembering Him Comes in Flashbacks & Echoes by thegirlofthorns
Fandoms: Dead Boy Detectives (TV)
02 Sep 2025
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Charles plopped down unceremoniously on the other. It was the same position they always took if they weren’t touching, and Charles wondered if it was some sort of muscle memory. The thought brought tears to his eyes again.
He forced himself to summarize the situation. “So, the witch bolt gave you amnesia. But only for me.”
“It appears that way,” Edwin said. “Yes.”
“So… you don’t remember me? For real? Like… at all.” Charles tried to keep his tone non-judgmental. He hoped to God it was working.
“No,” Edwin said, sounding sad. “I am sorry. But, if it is any consolation, I think that I remember loving you.”
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Remembering Him Comes in Flashbacks & Echoes
By: thegirlofthornsSummary:
Charles plopped down unceremoniously on the other. It was the same position they always took if they weren’t touching, and Charles wondered if it was some sort of muscle memory. The thought brought tears to his eyes again.
He forced himself to summarize the situation. “So, the witch bolt gave you amnesia. But only for me.”
“It appears that way,” Edwin said. “Yes.”
“So… you don’t remember me? For real? Like… at all.” Charles tried to keep his tone non-judgmental. He hoped to God it was working.
“No,” Edwin said, sounding sad. “I am sorry. But, if it is any consolation, I think that I remember loving you.”
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Or, Edwin loses his memories of Charles. And yet, their love can still shake the earth.——————-
Bittersweet ending- can’t stop thinking about it.