#I'm obsessed with these boys sorry

[quirkle2]

his stupid giddy smiles compel me

[lesbianladysif]

Kassius Nelson as Crystal Palace Surname-Von Hovercraft

Dead Boy Detectives | 1.06 - "The Case of the Creeping Forest"

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

the ultimate babygirl /silly /goofy, even

the guy the man ever y'all<3333

[downbaddetective]

I'm finally coming back to one of my previous posts. (Thank you to @m-eowdy for the reminder to finish the thought. I'm sorry if it's a little disappointing after the wait.)

Specifically these two shots of Edwin being completely covered in our two most important colors, because the symbolism here is significant to me.

I lost the original thoughts that I had (unfortunately migraines make me forget things) and by the time I was feeling kind of okay I knew that there were things I wanted to say but couldn't remember how. So, instead, I sat and rewatched the show, taking notes so that I could make sure that I wasn't making anything up.

So, color symbolism in this show is so stupidly important, and it's called out by characters in universe (thank you, Niko). We obviously see our characters in their colors, Edwin in blue, Charles in red, Crystal in purple, and Niko in pink. But it's also not that cut and dry. Edwin, in all reality, is very grey, Crystal wears a lot of different colors, and so does Niko. Obviously, part of that is because the girls aren't dead and have to change their clothes, but the colors that are worn are still significant to their state of mind and the events happening around them. With Edwin and Charles, it's very similar, though a little different. Charles' red gets darker as he is more and more affected by what happens at the Devlin house. Edwin, though, barely shows his blues most of the time, but when he becomes vulnerable, he sheds his grey layers, and we see it a lot more.

Now, I think that it's worth mentioning that Edwin and Charles swap their afterlife colors, so when they look at each other, they see their afterlife. The red and blue also give us clues as to things that they're hiding. Red being often associated with anger and blue with sadness. That being said, I'm now getting to the symbolism in the fact that Edwin is one of two* characters to be washed in both hell's red and death's (heaven's?) blue like this.

Edwin's entire journey is kind of impeded by the fear of getting caught by the afterlife and being sent back to hell. Red is his constant source of fear, hell being the biggest example, but Charles in his red is also the cause of Edwin's issues. Charles is the reason why both the Cat King and Monty have some type of red associated with them during interactions with Edwin. These colors are omens for Edwin. Charles essentially shared his blue afterlife light with him. They were meant to be detectives together, and that's where it all starts, right there in that attic. The red, on the other hand, is indicative of the bullshitery that is incoming, including the worst-case scenario, aka BEING DRAGGED BACK TO HELL. RIGHT THERE. IN THE APARTMENT THAT THEY GO LOOK AT RIGHT AFTER THIS. (Even though it is definitely at least partially his own darn fault.) The fact that we see these two scenes out of order also indicates that by the end of it all Edwin has overcome the previously stated bullshitery. We see Edwin interact with these two colors as a collective much more in the show, and it's seems it's because this was Edwin's time to learn and grow, and I suspect that if we get a season two at some point, we will see that flip so that Charles can have his turn.

All in all, I am absolutely in love with the colors in this show and I will probably have more to say later but I wanted to finish at least this part of the color analysis so that I could have a resolution to the previous post. I don't think I was able to recover all of my original thoughts about the significance of these two, but I think I got a pretty good chunk of it. I do want to say that I've seen the other color analyses floating around. I will be taking a look at some point, but before doing my own, I will be avoiding them for now because I want to write about my own perception rather than accidentally just stealing other peoples work.

(* Ngl, a little worried about Jenny if we ever see a season two)

[yandere-yearnings]

i vaguely recall getting an ask once that went smth along the lines of 'dar you can't tell me sun WASN'T a little angel as a teen' and i think it was in response to the backstory spoilers?? ik i was gonna respond by saying he definitely didn't look like he could hurt a fly but i never actually did😭 i found this and i think it was meant to go along w/ the reply

i don't actually remember doing this tho?? i was probably high bc i even forgot his beauty marks, but i'd probably forget them even if i wasnt tbh🤡 anyway, teen sun for you guys, pls imagine the moles and fix the way off proportions in your heads bc i'm too lazy to try and edit anything🤧💔

[willbyerswithpowersblog]

Stranger things + ao3 tags

[honeyandmahogany]

Two of my favorite screenshots I've gotten of our beloved boy. Sometimes I'm so tempted to reload right before I got to Last Light Inn or in front of the Thorm Mausoleum just so I can see him again. This man has me in a damn chokehold and I'm all here for it.

(Oh my God oh my god oh my god his complexion is so beautiful HE IS SO PRETTY!!!! ONE KISS LARIAN STUDIOS, ONE DAMN KISS. I don't care how smug and egotistical he is and if he only sleeps with himself or if he's terrible in bed. I WILL KISS AND DO MORE WITH HIM.)

[giolovesyousm]

Day 8 of Deadboyween Weeks:

Free day

[Apollo&Daphne dynamic transported to Niko&Crystal]

You can watch me as I slowly dissolve from human form, my feet becoming roots, my hands leaves and my soft skin an evergreen bark, as beautiful as the tree in my mind; I might not be able to love you right.

It's not my fault, nor is yours, I need to keep running away from you, while you call out my name, scared of your pale bright glow; I'm not able to love you right.

"Ancient save me!" I scream as I'm aware I'm not enough to fulfill your desires, take distance from me, I'm nothing but the daughter of the Earth, not made for someone so heavenly as you.

Yet you'll stroke my bark, wear me as a crown in your sparkly white hair, custody me as a treasure and give my leaves to the greatest poets, make me live forevermore as a lover you didn't deserve; I would have never been able to love you right.

Now your light is in my roots, and your scent is in my flowers and your music will be heard from the rustling of my leaves.

[epickiya722]

What's so funny about seeing interpretations, over the years, of Midoriya being jealous that Bakugou is friends with other people in their class is that in canon, Midoriya easily made friends himself and barely batted a lash at Bakugou making friends. In fact, he was more likeable because at a time, the class didn't like Bakugou like that. In the beginning, Midoriya was freaking out that the class was actually talking crap about Bakugou because he wasn't used to that from others (as the school they went to, people would flock around Bakugou).

Like, maybe it's just me, but Midoriya being jealous like that just feels like it came out of nowhere for me. Like, the moment Kirishima even came into the picture, Midoriya already had him his trio with Iida and Uraraka.

[peppered-moths]

imagine you were born hungry. imagine you were born with a hole in your gut that can never be filled, that is always writhing.

you are a mirror. you were born a mirror, surrounded by mirrors. the first thing you ever know is that you are not human. the second thing is that you are not him. you are a reflection, with his face and his voice and the people who loved him. you can mimic him, pretend so well that you are not anything else, but you cannot escape the aching hunger in your stomach, in your mouth.

he cared for the other one, the you-but-not-you. you hear that you died in his arms once. you don't know how to feel about that; you don't know him, don't care (because you're not him even though you want).

nevertheless, you are drawn to him. maybe it's the way he looks at you, guilty and frustrated and awe-struck all at once, a complicated mixture of feelings that has you shying away and inching closer, bit by bit. you decide you like the way he looks when he's happy, though you'd never say it to his face.

that's probably why you don't say anything, when the world twists, soft graphite and watercolors. because you like seeing him happy.

this world is good enough. it doesn't matter if it isn't real, it can be good enough. you can be alive. he can love you like he loved him be happier here, without the pressure, without the fear. isn't that good? why can't it be good enough for him?

you know you don't matter to him, not like the real you. you know that when he looks at your face, all he sees is the other one. he doesn't understand. it's not fair. it's not fair. you want something for yourself for once.

he says he'd die, if that's what you wanted. standing on the precipice. his heels slip over the edge, hanging in space. you want. you do not want. you want, but not like this. you imagine his body below the city lights, arranged like he's sleeping, a halo of red seeping into his hair. you wonder what forever looks like with him, what it might look like without him. he would die for you. you have never been so afraid of that.

he pulls you over the edge, hands entangled.

you are the only one who can stop this. you are the only one who can save him.

(part of you doesn't want to. part of you is selfish, and aching, and hungry.)

(what would he have done?)

you catch him. save his life. it feels like the worst thing in the world. you hate yourself, just a little bit, for not wanting it. the hunger coils in your stomach.

you leave for a while (because of the severance). you don't want to talk about it. the far shore has waves that beat endlessly against the sand, and you fell apart and shivered back together- and you don't want to talk about it.

you tell him to take you somewhere. anywhere. somewhere nice.

(a nice place to die, you think. you're too much of a coward, too much of a monster, to say it.)

it's beautiful, and he's smiling, and there's a gaping emptiness in your gut. you feel yourself shaking apart, skin to bones.

you tell him you are hungry, the words ripped from your throat like the awful truth they are. and he just looks at you, the way he always does.

and then he kills for you. not human, not yet (you wonder if he would), but it still screams as it dies.

he holds the heart in his hands. you are hungry. from here, it just looks like meat. it drips, plip-plop-plip, black blood splatting on tile. you are hungry. he offers it to you.

(despite everything, you sort of want to be human. despite everything, you sort of want to be dead.)

you close your teeth around his fingers instead. like a feral dog. like somebody who is not (has never been) human. his blood is red, and you are terribly, painfully hungry.

you tell him you are a lost cause, a monster with a pretty face and nothing behind it. that he should give up, should leave you alone, should let you die (should kill you himself, really).

he cries, salty and miserable, shoulders shaking. he cries. for you. because of you. all you can do is stare.

the heart drips on the floor between you. you are hungry.

(he does not look like an angel, or an icarus, or a savior. he looks like a fourteen year old boy in love with a monster.)

you have always been selfish.

you have always been hungry.

[egophiliac]

couple more quickies, because I gotta work through my Shroud-family feelings before I can even begin to process the Diasomnias, please bear with me 🙇

anyway, I couldn't decide which composition I liked better, so I did both!

[toaster-fire-art]

very quick birthday boy sketch featuring a painting i did litterally 2 years ago and have never posted because ??? idk it's been on my wall and i've decided y'all can see it

[scaryorganmusic]

i had a dream that tumblr canceled fall out boy for not including destiel in their updated we didn't start the fire

[girlfromflor]

SLYTHERIN BOYS AS Arctic Monkeys lyrics.

Mattheo Riddle - R U Mine?

“I go crazy ‘cause here isn’t where I wanna be - and satisfaction feels like a distant memory. And I can’t help myself, all I wanna ever say is, ‘Are you mine?’”

the fact that ‘here’s not where i wanna be’ means away from his lover

so he would definitely feel like all his satisfaction, all his content is you

and when he’s not with you he goes crazy

he just wants you to be around him and say you’re his - he wants you to act like it

Theodore Nott -  Do I Wanna Know?

“I’m sorry to interrupt, it’s just I’m constantly on the cusp of trying to kiss you. I don’t know if you feel the same as I do, but we could be together - if you wanted to.”

once in love he is down bad guys, so he would most definitely feel like he’s ‘constantly in the cusp of trying to kiss you’

he would also not feel really sure with you feel the same - maybe cause your relationship is weird or he’s just feels a bit insecure (we all been there)

so he would really be like ‘we could be together, if you wanted to…’

also why do i feel like he’d really want to put this song on while you two are hanging out

Blaise Zabini -  I Wanna Be Yours.

“Secrets I have held in my heart are harder to hide than I thought, maybe I just wanna be yours…”

and just like the chorus he would say it repeatedly 

because he’s used to not share much of his emotional side, maybe for growing up in a cold household, he would feel it deep to his heart

the fact that he would probably say it like that “maybe – just maybe, ok??” even if it’s completely obvious😭😭

and he wants so bad to be able to say that to you

Lorenzo Berkshire - Knee Socks.

“You could be my baby. When the zeros line up on the 24-hour clock, when you know who's calling even though the number is blocked, when you walked around your house wearing my sky blue Lacoste and your knee socks.”

he has a stalker-ish vibes within him, i just know that

and for that he’d definitely call you while looking through your window

just to be mesmerized by how you react to the call - because even though the number is blocked  you know it’s him

also he would definitely wear a blue lacoste, so guess is just him fr

Draco Malfoy - Four Out Of Five.

“The only time that we stop laughing is to breathe or steal a kiss. I can get you on the list for all the clubs, I can lift you up another semitone.”

he likes to spoil you, it’s his love language (gift giving??)

so he would get you in any club, definitely

he also loves some quality time, so expect lots of doing nothing while laughing and stealing kisses

he would want to dance to ‘four out of five’ with you, for sure

[ryuki-draws]

He can't lift it

[a-sadfriendlyghost]

[Book Spoilers]

I know there's a lot of discussion about Lockwood only realizing his feelings for Lucy after she leaves at the end of THB, but I'm more inclined to believe that he was fully aware of his feelings, and Lucy's judgement is just too clouded by her own insecurity to acknowledge it...

The boy who craves publicity and notoriety, his dreams now coming to life, gaining fame and success, who is pictured in a heroic pose, instead is focused on... Lucy's knee? Her KNEE, really Lockwood, that's what caught your attention?!?! I mean please, this boy is a S-I-M-P!!!

For me, this line is on par with "I found Lucy"...

Also this line in chapter 3...

Uh-huh yeah, I bet he is...