#i scare boys

[andragoras-in-vanity]

my god i need a boyfriend, im a bitch and i need to be a bitch with someone just as judgemental

[boybecoming]

an ode to testosterone weight gain

[watmalik]

Boys are so silly 😌

[hinamie]

I'll give them shelter like you've done for me

[goryhorroor]

horror sub-genres: children horror

[jack-enbyfold]

[technically-human]

When the ghost who read to you as you died activates all of your Must Protect instincts

[evelynpr]

Congratulations My Hero Academia for providing, possibly, the biggest and longest legit straightbaiting yet in shonen history.

Bonus points that their final chapter was released on yaoi day.

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

I always have a soft spot for characters who have a protective streak for another out of gratitude for their kindness towards them, but Charles’ protectiveness towards Edwin really hits a particular way because it’s so so apparent that it’s specifically about wanting Edwin to feel as safe and as comfortable around him as Edwin made Charles feel in his dying moments. I’m going to shatter like glass.

[luriuan]

Sokka and Zuko get SO much funnier when you remember this is both of their first times talking to another teenage boy in years. Sokka had all the other boys leave the tribe when he was little and Zuko just hasn’t talked to other teenage boys. They wanna be friends but have absolutely no clue how to talk to other teenagers. I love them so much.

[carebeardean]

Charles has always left Edwin little notes slipped between the pages of his favorite books, in his science equipment, places he knows Edwin loves. Just silly things—post its that say “hi Edwin :)”. doodles of Edwin with his nose stuck in a book. reminders to stock up on wolfsbane. but.

Then, post canon, Edwin tentatively starts dating people. And it’s ridiculous, because Edwin’s right there, all the time, but Charles..misses him a bit. And his heads a mess, and he can’t sort out what the hell he’s feeling most of the time, and whenever he tries to say any of it out loud it comes out rubbish.

So. He writes down some of the shit he can’t say right, and because he’s a coward, hides them so he doesn’t have to see Edwin’s face when he reads them.

then Edwin starts writing back.

Neat lilac blue little envelopes appear in Charles coat pockets. In his bag. Once, in his shoe? Some nights, Edwin will clear his throat and mention something from a letter, offhand, like they’re just picking up conversation, and Charles can pretend they are. That they always have talked about the basement, the belt, the nameless fear that chokes him every time Edwin walks out the door with someone else on his arm.

Sometimes he can’t. The words get stuck in his throat. Edwin’s not mad, he’s maddeningly, stubbornly kind about it, which is worse.

Some nights they trade. A secret for a secret. Charles learns about the novels Edwin used to hide under his mattress, about all the lonely years before Charles got there. About Simon.

Meanwhile, Edwin is losing his mind, because Charles has accidentally stumbled onto what was a fucking courting ritual in his time. Love letters were something engaged couples treasured for years, kept and reread over and over. (Edwin does. keep them in a special box, will take one out and trace the words, tuck it in his breast pocket for courage).

Edwin would rather have to reattach a limb again than lose Charles trust, all the dark and beautiful things he shares with Edwin only. He knows—knows Charles doesn’t mean to make him fall more in love with him.

[nanakorobiyaokii]

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[edwinisms]

not to take away from charles’ well deserved spotlight in ep3, but man. imagining the devlin house from edwin’s perspective is pretty damn rough in its own right. but in a way he doesn’t even seem to realize or process. like specifically, mainly, the fact that he stands there, unfazed, watching this family get cut up with an axe over and over and over. you know who else got cut up and torn apart and killed over and over and over? you know who else was stuck in a seemingly unending cycle feeling the pain of dying every single time? oh yeah

[coyote-cemetery]

ummmm

[morganbritton132]

The flip side to this post where Wayne plays getaway driver to Steve, is Wayne walking out of the diner and seeing his nephew sitting in the back of Hopper’s truck.

Eddie is like, thirteen and has been living with Wayne for a few months now. His sulky expression pales when he hears a tap on the glass and it’s his uncle. He swears, “shit.”

Wayne looks back and sees Hopper talking to the waitress at the counter before asking his nephew, “You handcuffed?”

“What?” Not the question he was expecting. “No. I-“

Wayne takes a sip of his coffee, checks Hopper’s location again. “Alright, let’s go.”

“What?”

Wayne reaches into the window, pulls up the lock and even opens the door, “Move, boy. Shake a leg.”

Eddie doesn’t have to be told twice, scrambles his way out of the truck and into Wayne’s before Hopper even got his coffee. He’s practically buzzing about how cool that was, how cool Wayne was until the moment they pull up to the trailer. He deflates.

“Look, Wayne. I wasn’t doing nothing. I was just walking by the train tracks and he arrested me. I swear, I-“

“I don’t care what you were doing,” Wayne tells him, giving a long look at the spray paint staining his hands. Eddie curled them into his armpits. “I trust you’re smart enough to know when you’re in deep shit and smart enough to get out of it. I’ll help ya when you need it just… don’t get caught.”

[technically-human]

okay now please doodle Charles and Edwin’s wedding. Also love your art it’s so cute and loveable in a way

Sherwani for Charles and morning dress for Edwin, yay

ko-fi

And you get a little headcanon/concept

At some point during their friendship, way before Port Townsend, Charles mentioned the tradition of wearing gold at weddings. He did so in a sad sort of way, as he had seen the pictures from his parents wedding, and knew her mum had not been allowed to wear a lehenga nor many gold accessories.

Maybe, as these things are meant to bring happiness to the couple, he mentions that as a child he believed his parents marriage would have been happier if she wore those things.

Edwin starts to collect gold items. He doesn't analyze the reason, but if a case offers gold as payment? Edwin is taking it. Charles thinks nothing of it, it's just one of Edwin's quirks.

After his revelations in Port Townsend, Edwin will eventually realize a few things regarding his gold rush.

And they will have a lot of gold jewlery for their wedding day!