Damn, Victor Is THE Character

I kinda knew all along that there will be no season two. I mean, Netflix is like... a supervillain? Why would a supervillain bring people happiness and joy (when they can cancel and greenlight shows randomly like a crazy clown)?

I was ready, so I'm not upset

*screaming, crying, throwing things*

sometimes u are rly rly rly sad and then u dance in ur underwear to a song u used to love when you were fourteen and like. ok yeah hope will find me again. and u too

I hope in dbd season two there will be a scene where Charles picks Edwin up and says "You're my boyfriend! And I'm your boyfriend! We are boyfriends!" This way of acknowledging feelings would match his personality perfectly.

What do you mean it's a scene from a different show?

It's so uncomfortable seeing Jinx scared. She is the craziest bitch, if she is scared, then what am i supposed to feel? (The answer is: fucking terrified)

Imagining this within the first week of Charles and Edwin knowing each other. Charles has helped Edwin catch up on a BIT of what’s happened in the last 70 years, but Edwin can tell that Charles’ knowledge and strengths are not in history (finding out there was an even worse world war right after The Great War was certainly horrific though). So Edwin decides his best bet is to look in the public archives. Charles is sitting in the room with him absolutely bored out of his skull when he comments “Wow, you weren’t joking about not being great at people, were you?”

To which Edwin’s patience runs out, and he snidely responds, “Evidently not. If my researching the events of the last seventy years is so off-putting to you, then you can leave.”

Edwin was expecting some kind of token protest, but instead Charles just hops up, and says, “Cheers mate. See you.” Then LEAVES. Just like that. Edwin would like to be offended, but he supposes he did tell Charles to go. He just thought there would have been more to it than that? It almost feels…anticlimactic. At least he and Charles barely knew each other. Better to cut their losses now than get attached. Even as he thinks it he can’t help but feel maybe he was already growing attached.

So he spends the whole day digging through the archive and he learns so much about the past half century. It’s amazing and daunting just how much as changed. No wonder Charles hadn’t been able to go over even a fraction of it. It’s like the world is a completely different place.

He’s engrossed in his research when a head pops in through the door, and violently startles him with a cheerful, “Hey mate!” Edwin doesn’t have a heartbeat, but if he did it would be running a mile a minute from that fright. Charles is just grinning as he walks through the door. “I have to say, that’s my favourite part of being dead so far. I can just walk through walls.” Charles continues to chat happily, completely oblivious to Edwin’s shock.

Eventually Edwin gains enough of his senses back to interrupt Charles and say, “You came back.”

Charles just cocks his head, but he’s still smiling. “Yeah bruv. You’ve been here ALL DAY. The sun’s started going down. I know we don’t need to eat or sleep, but I figure you should take a break. Plus all the people playing football at the park left, so I got bored.”

Edwin doesn’t quite know what to say to that. He’s still working on the fact Charles came back. Charles hadn’t planned on leaving in any permanent way. He just went to do his own thing while Edwin did his. Yet instead of anything intelligent coming out of his mouth, he says “Football?”

“Oh c’mon! I know you had football even a thousand years ago. Yeah, I went to play with some other guys at the park across the street.”

Edwin snorts at that, and isn’t that a strange and wonderful feeling, laughing after all this time. He doesn’t even know if he did it often before he went to Hell, but here Charles has been making him laugh on and off for the week they’ve known each other. “Yes, we had football. You’ll have to explain how you managed to play a team sport without being seen by either team. You are right though. If it’s getting dark out, they’ll be turning the lights out in here soon. We might as well leave for the day.”

“Cheers. Mostly it involved messing with the ball so it went the wrong way when they kicked it. Oh! I kicked one over a fence. Do you think we can go grab it? How about your day? Learn anything exciting?”

Edwin leads them out, and now in a much better mood he shares something he thinks Charles will enjoy. “As a matter of fact, there was quite a lot about how music evolved, and styles from the Americas really took off since the 20s.”

When it's love at first sight: yeah-yeah, we got it, your hormones decided that you belong with each other, that's kinda stupid but whatever 🙄

When it's friendship at first sight: oh my god, how precious and wholesome!!!! I am sooo hyped! hope they will stay together forever 💕✨💕✨💕✨

I've seen a lot of posts on how Astronomy by Conan Gray in the ultimate Monty's song, but i can't stop thinking about The King being the ultimate Cat King's song

I hate it that Edwin's only friend apart from Charles passed away so quickly. Edwin and Niko have such a wholesome dynamic, for the first time in forever he can be completely open about his feelings with somebody and it lasts only a couple of days. How lonely must he be after Niko moving on to her afterlife and Charles rejecting his romantic feelings...

To be clear, it's not like I'm against the idea of them being a romantic couple, I just like that they don't necessarily need that to have the sweetest relationship ever

As someone who has always been replaced in the hearts of my best friends by their boyfriends/girlfriends, I find Charles Rowland being THE comfort character for me. He loves his best friend more than anyone even without the romantic aspect of the feeling.

Romantic love is often showed as the best, the purest and the strongest kind of love, and it is sooo nice to see a character who chooses his platonic friend over everything.

I like to think that apart from useful artefacts, Charles keeps various objects that appeared in the living world after he passed away in his backpack.

I believe he is very proud of his collection, i mean he's got gadgets and gizmos aplenty, he' got whozits and whatzits galore.

Edwin is unimpressed by things that are useless for their work and sometimes make it harder to find required items and does not understand why Charles fondly calls him Sebastian when he scolds him for this mess.