Im Sobbing :,)

:> @raven-thingie you're an American pie and I do it.

in the US we only have 3 genders. american beauty, american psycho, and american pie

Who gave the Edwardian boy internet access

It's more.

I REQUIRE THE BOOP LIKE AIR TO MY LUNGS

You can spam boop me!

reblog if you let people spam boop you

thing came up in my mind so i have to write it:

charles snapped back to reality when he saw crystal’s manicured fingers waving in front of his face. “charles? what are you…” she began, turning around to follow his line of sight which extended just past her ear.

“ah,” she said, quirking an eyebrow when her eyes fell on edwin, nose deep in notes for the case he was working on, his eyes flitting back and forth on the parchment in front of him with fervor as thin, wire-rimmed glasses sat atop his nose.

“hm,” charles mumbled noncommittally, now leaning on his palm while he stared intently at the fluidity of the fingers that traced the lettering on the page.

“alright, spit it out,” crystal said, an amused roll of her eyes following the words.

“it’s just- it’s so fun to watch him when he gets like this. all caught up in his work. he’s so smart and good at everything. so… mm.”

“charles?”

“hm?” he asked, still not tearing his eyes away.

“have you ever heard of a competency kink?” she asked, trying to suppress a laugh.

“wh- a kink??? why are we talking about that???” he asked frantically, his eyes finally ripped away from the other man as a vibrant flush colored his cheeks, but his temporary lapse in attention didn’t last long as he caught edwin rolling his sleeves up and brushing his hair out of his eyes through his peripheral vision. charles’ own eyes fluttered as he muttered under his breath. “christ.”

crystal snapped in front of his face.

“pay attention, charles. a competency kink. it’s when you’re really attracted to when someone’s good at something.”

“yeah, sounds interesting,” he muttered, moving around her hand to keep his eyes fixed to where the end of edwin’s ballpoint pen was pinned between his teeth as he analyzed something on the page. charles made a weak noise when he saw it, his hand coming up to gently brush his bottom lip like he was imagining that it took the pen’s place in between those sharp teeth.

“charles, for fuck’s sake, i think you have one,” she says, the laugh finally erupting at the absurdity of his steely focus.

“what? no. isn’t that like… normal? it’s nice when someone’s good at something,” charles defended, a bit flushed.

“yeah, well, no one looks at someone like that unless they want to bone them while they talk about like- quantum physics or like literature or some shit,” she said plainly, the amused grin still prevalent.

charles made a noise like he had just been punched in the chest at the idea.

“and now you’re thinking about it, aren’t you? god dude, just- go get your man. we’re never gonna finish this conversation until you can say what you need to,” she said, wrinkling her nose.

“he’s not my-“ charles tried weakly.

“don’t care, go,” she said, pushing him forward.

he paused briefly, breathing in shakily before returning to his usual bravado seamlessly. “EDWIN!! what are you working on mate?” he called, grinning as he walked around the desk to look over his shoulder and discretely took his bottom lip into his mouth.

“i’m rather stuck on this piece of evidence, you see…” edwin delved into his explanation, charles’s pupils dilating with every word as his chest heaved.

“god, i’m so good at this. also, ew. i should leave.”

Charles Rowland, my beloved

a few more Charles gifs that didn't make it into my Jayden appreciation post, but I just love them, your honor.

Once Edwin and Charles figure their relationship out, normalise Charles being super silly ™ in dates with Edwin.

This, by now, is their 2nd or 3rd official date and they are returning to their flat. Hand in hand they walk down the lamp lit London road leading to the office flat. Edwin is reveling in the slight warmth of Charles' hand in his, and atmosphere of the night. But suddenly, Charles takes off on a sprint, Edwin fumbles, calling for him and then begins to run after him. But the head start that Charles had means that he is already at the flat whilst Edwin is climbing the last flight of stairs. To his shock, the door is thrown open and Charles is kneeling on one knee, with one hand outstretched for Edwin and the other holding the door. His head is almost brushing the floor, but without looking up he says between ragged breaths:

"Come through, your honour. "

Edwin gently lifts his hand to his mouth in a shocked movement, but places his hand in Charles'.

"Thank you Charles, really I've never had someone do this for m-"

Edwin can't say anymore because in a single, swift movement, Charles sweeps around the stand behind Edwin, leaving his hand gently hovering for Charles' used to be.

"Anything for my best mate. " Charles breathes into Edwin's neck, winking. Suddenly Charles hands are sliding Edwin's overcoat off and hanging them on the nearby coat hanger.

Edwin has stopped working and has disintegrated into a furiously blushing puddle on the floor.

I'm gonna go feral don't try and stop me 👹

Pookies

It's my 2nd time drawing a human face so I went with the perfect model: Charles Rowland. I also decided to pick the most bad quality picture at the hardest angle

This picture was sharpened with unblur ;)

Edit:

Genuinely tweaking bro I'm like 20 minutes in and this is how it looks like ( I totally have not been procrastinating all day)

I've seen a few interpretations of the ring toss, but haven't read anyone yet that reads it as a token of her love for Lenore. So.

Annabel Lee is quick to find solutions, and she knew the Stag was interested in the ring, that much is clear enough. So, the only way out was obvious (it was still a gamble, though). And I don't see why tossing it away has to mean her love for Lenore has diminished, or that she has other priorities...

If she had kept it, they were all going to die.

And I doubt Annabel would want to leave Lenore behind like that, dying far away from her without knowing for sure if Lenore made it (another thought, but I'm starting to think Lenore died first, and Annabel second, which is why she's so hell bent on protecting Lenore - but that's for another post).

Do I think she cares about Ada and Prospero? Sure. She could have left Ada behind, for example, and yet she chose to stay and try to get her out of there. But tossing the ring away doesn't mean she suddenly prioritizes them over Lenore or her love for her. She tossed it away because she loves Lenore.