I Apologize For Lack Of Content This Week. I Have Caught Strep Throat And Being A Mom Of Two And A Homesteader,

I apologize for lack of content this week. I have caught Strep Throat and being a mom of two and a homesteader, life has kicked my trash. I was ahead on writing chapters but I’ve fallen behind now and I’m needing a few days to get back to where I want to be, plus I’m putting another chapter in the middle of what I’ve already written because it furthers development where it didn’t before.

I also havent posted any shorts either. It’s been a yucky week and I’m gonna try and catch up this weekend before my husband starts his week on/week off work weeks on Monday. His work schedule affects my writing one so we will see how this goes.

In further news, I have discovered how The Yellow Rose of Sodor will end and it’s a bit of a doozy. Tragic, even I would say. But not horribly so. It’s still a happy ending but it’s got conflict.

I also have been, possibly against my better judgement, writing a more mature themed fanfic in the A/B/O theme. Nothing graphic, but I’m an adult and I have needs lol If I do decide to post that, I will let you all know but it will be marked, at least on here, as “thorny rose” to indicate it’s a spicy post 🌶️ 🔥

Other than that, I’m just in recovery for now. It won’t take long, but maybe a bit longer as a mom. I’ve also got a vacation coming up and my birthday. Summers are busy for us. We have our fishing trips, bear baiting, moose hunting in the fall, etc. Pure Alaskan wild times!

So, thanks in advance for your patience! I will be doing my best to keep things as they are. A new chapter should drop on ao3 on Monday as scheduled.

Saw this today. You may have to zoom in on the back of the train car. It made me laugh. 😂

The Time has Come

Alright everyone! It's finally up on ao3! I welcome you to the world of The Yellow Rose! I've been ever so nervous posting this story as it's quickly become near and dear to my heart and like everyone else who works on a project like this I was afraid to share it. I'll be posting to FanFiction.Net as well but I've had to reboot my entire account because it was as stale as could be and full of young pre-teen Kamiko's writings. I shudder at the thought of those monstrosities still existing, but hey, new times!

Check it out and see if you like it!

Outlast

A Yellow Rose of Sodor short

Summary: James and Camille either do a spooky movie marathon or a spooky video game for Halloween each year. This year they try out the game Outlast and it goes as well as it sounds.

If I had to give this a rating it would be T because James is naughty.

Edward x James

Camille (OC) x Gordon

Flying Scotsman and Gordon brotherly fluff.

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“I can’t believe you bought it.”  James said, staring at the TV screen as it loaded the game.

“I wanted to play a spooky game for the Spooky Season.”  Camille said with a laugh, sitting cross legged on the sectional sofa.

James sat down next to her, grabbing the red blanket folded on one of the ends, “This is insane.”

As the game loaded up, Camille stood and turned out the lights before returning to the couch and getting under the blanket with James.

“Remind me why we’re doing this?”  James asked as they watched the main character make his way to Mount Massive Asylum.

“Because we’re big brave courageous engines and aren’t afraid of no video game.”  Camille chuckled as she read the note at the beginning of the game.

“I’m not sure I’m going to like this battery mechanic.”  James noted, watching Camille make her way around the asylum’s grounds.

“Well, we survived Amnesia so I’m sure we can handle this.”  She responded, examining the armed vehicles and attempting the front door.

“This is infinitely worse than Amnesia.”  James noted, “Thomas wouldn’t even play this one with us.”

“Let him be a scaredy engine.”  Camille teased as she had Miles Upshur (the main character) climb up the ladders and scaffolding and into the asylum.  The lights flickered in the building and then broke.

“Oh noooo.” James groaned, “It starts so soon?”

“We’ve got this.” She grinned as something hissed in the game, causing both engines to startle a bit.

“Do we though?”  James joked back, as she squeezed through the small gap.

“Well nothing horrible is happening so far.”  She said, picking up a note, “Looks like they were experimenting on the patients, specifically a guy named Billy.”

“Oh, surprise, surprise.  And how is the name Billy supposed to be terrifying?”

“Maybe he was a failed project?”  Camille asked, as they heard a door shut and lock.

“Well, we’re not alone.”  James said stating the obvious.

“Ew!”  Camille wrinkled her nose, “Intestines on a plate.  I’ll take the ventilations instead.”

They both shrieked at a jump scare as they walked into a room full of headless bodies.

“Nope!  Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope!”  James shouted, pulling the blanket up to his face.

“They killed us.  They got out.  The variants.”  Said a dying NPC on a pike, Camille and James watched with horrified faces, listening as he gave a little backstory and then told them to get out while they still can.

“I like this advice.  Can we go out the window?”  Camille asked genuinely.

“It’s what I would do.”  James said.

Suddenly the lights were turned on in the room, causing both of them to scream, Camille almost dropping her controller.

Edward and Gordon looked from the stairway with slightly concerned and shocked faces.

“What are you two doing?”  Edward asked, looking from the two to the screen.  He sighed, “A scary game again?”

James gave a sheepish smile at his beloved and Camille grinned stupidly, “It’s spooky season!”

Gordon was giving James a disapproving glare, noticing his girlfriend sharing a blanket with him.  James ignored him, choosing to keep his focus on Edward, “Want to join us?”

Edward scoffed but smiled, “Are you asking me if I want to watch the game with you or are you really asking me to hold your hand while you torment yourself with another scary story?”

“The latter.”  James admitted, “Not that I’m scared or anything.”

“You both just screamed as we turned the lights on.”  Gordon pointed out.

“Only because we weren’t ready for it.”  Camille said, “The game is supposed to be scary, we don’t need real life jump scares.”

Gordon rolled his eyes, but nonetheless, he and Edward sat next to their partners.  Gordon grabbed another blanket to specifically share with Camille.  James gave a harrumph as he pulled his red blanket over both him and Edward.

“You’ve got to turn the lights back off, honey.”  Camille said to Gordon, “Atmosphere is important.”

Gordon groaned and rolled his eyes but did as she asked.  As he made his way to the lights, Scotsman sauntered down the stairs and eyed the small group on the couch.

“What are you four up to?  A double date?”  He asked with a smirk.

“Aren’t you supposed to be going home?”  Gordon grumbled, side eyeing his younger brother.

“Felt like staying for the holiday.”  Scotsman said waving him off, “If you’re not doing a date what are you guys playing?”  He asked, looking at the TV.

“It’s not even Halloween yet-“ Gordon started but was interrupted by Camille.

“We’re playing Outlast for the spooky season.”  She said smiling at Scot, “James and I pick a movie series to watch or a game to play every October.  You can join, originally it was just me and James, not a date.”

“Don’t mind if I do.”  Scot said, sitting between James and Camille.  Gordon gave a frustrated growl, turning off the lights and sitting back down under the blanket that he was now sharing with his girlfriend and younger brother.  Scot just grinned at his brother.

“Alright, so, let me explain the story thus far.”  Camille said, “We are a journalist for some big company and we’re investigating the story of Mount Massive Asylum and its supposed experimentation on its patients and other unethical procedures.  We, of course, came at the dead of night on a slightly stormy night.”

“Of course.”  Scot mimicked.

“We had to break in, kind of, and the lights went out.  We’ve already seen a freaked out patient, the rooms are wide open and destroyed, and we found several beheaded people and an army guy completely decked out but with a pike through his body who told us we needed to get the hell out of here.”  Camille finished.

“Which is where we’re picking up with you guys.”  James added, “We tried to jump out the window but apparently that’s too easy.”

“So, you’re just starting.”  Gordon stated.

“Exactly!  So now we can all go through this together.”  Camille said, picking her controller up and exploring the hallway.

“Creepy.”  Edward stated, curling into James.  Although he was the older, and one might say braver, of the two engines, Edward wasn’t a big fan of how far the horror genre had progressed in his lifetime.  Where many movies were considered goofy, this new stuff was hard to watch.  James took a bit of pride in these moments where he could comfort his boyfriend instead of vice versa.

“Your battery is dying.”  Edward pointed out.

“I think I’ll be OK.”  Camille said as she sidled through shelving.

“Little Pig!”

All five engines yelped as the main character was pulled out by a rather large NPC and tossed through a glass pane.

“Nope!”  James ducked under the covers.

They listened as a priestly character talked to the main character and then the objective appeared saying to escape the asylum.

“I like that objective.”  Scotsman said as Camille examined the bloody writing on the walls and the beheaded bodies.

“Me too.”  Camille said, running around the building, using the new mechanic of peeking around the corners.

“The guy in the wheelchair is alive.”  James said.

“Thank you for stating the obvious, James.”  Gordon said with a bit of venom.

“Don’t be mean, little brother, just because you’re scared.”

“I’m not scared!”  Gordon snorted, watching as Camille looked at the patients sitting around watching the TV ignoring her character.

“At least they’re not being mean to me.  I don’t like the choir music though.”  Camille said, ignoring the brothers as they began to bicker.

“Why’d you scream then?”  Scotsman continued to tease.

“I didn’t scream.”  Gordon said, “That’s not dignified.”

“You totally screamed.”

“I yelled, at most.”  Gordon glared at his brother.

The man in the wheelchair jumped out at the main character, Camille having to shake him off and all the engines had yelled out again as she fought the character off.

“Get him off!  Get him off!”  James yelled out.

Once she got away, she laughed a bit, taking a quick glance at Gordon, “You were saying, Gordon?”

“I uh-  Bite me.”  Gordon said, folding his arms across his chest.

Scotsman laughed.

“We can look behind us as we run now.”  Camille noted, “Why would I want to do that?”

“If something’s chasing you?”  Edward asked.

“Yeah, but I don’t want to look behind me if I am being chased.  Ignorance is bliss.”

As she examined the security office, Camille noticed that she could hide in the locker, “Why do I need to hide?”

Hide in the locker.  Don’t try to fight.

“No, no, no, no, no!”  Camille yelped, hiding in the locker after the priest tripped the power.

“That big guy is coming back.”  James said, hiding all but his eyes under the blanket.

“You were here, weren’t you?.  Little pig.  I’ll find all you whores.”  The big man said on the screen.

“Rude.”  Camile taunted.

“I’m not sure I’m ready for this game.”  James said.

“That’s why I’m playing and you’re just watching.”  Camille said.

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A bit later

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All the engines were well cuddled under the blankets after dealing with the twins and were screaming as Camille dodged the crazed patients and entered the elevator.

“Get in! Get in! Get in!” James shouted, his knees shaking in anticipation.

Once they were locked in, the engines all took a breath.

“Hey, we got away.” Camille said with a smile.

“Yeah, but I don’t trust whoever told us to get in this thing.”  Scotsman said as they were met with the doctor who punched the main character.

“Well, crap.”  Camille said.

“I don’t like this.”  Gordon said as they were bound to the wheelchair and wheeled away.

“Oh, he’s sarcastic.”  Edward wrinkled his nose as they were put in the elevator with the crazed doctor, “This can’t be good.”

“The trail of blood can’t be a good sign.”  Camille said.

“Shh.  Shh.  You weren’t putting that tongue to any use anyway.”  The crazed doctor said to one of the patients freaking out on the gurney.

“Oh nooo…” Camille whimpered, “I don’t like this.”

“Do we have to keep playing?  We’ve played enough tonight right?”  James whined.

“We can’t just end it here.”  Scotsman said.

“You’re not the one playing the game.”  Gordon glanced at his brother, who despite the calm outward demeanor, he could tell was getting shaky, “If Camille doesn’t want to then she doesn’t have to.”

“Maybe you just don’t want to watch.”  Scotsman said with a grin, “It’s alright little brother, I understand if it’s too scary for you.”

“Scot, I swear to Lady above, if you call me little brother one more time I’m not going to be held responsible for what I do to you.”  Gordon retorted, “We’re the same bloody height and I’m your older brother.”

Scotsman stuck his leg out from under the blanket, showing off the three wheels going up his ankle and leg, “The wheels don’t lie…”. Scot paused with a smirk, “Little brother.”

Gordon swung a pillow over Camille’s head and smacked his younger brother in the face with it with a solid PLUMP.

“Ow!  I can’t believe you actually hit me!”  Scotsman yelped.

“I can’t believe you didn’t see it coming, Scotty.” Gordon sneered.

“Ladies, ladies, you’re both pretty.  Can we please get back to the game?”  Camille said with a bit of irritation as she had to pause the game due to their little spat.

All turned their attention back to the TV as the doctor grabbed various tools, but seemed partial to a pair of large scissors.

“No!  I can’t watch!”  Edward said, ducking his head into James’ neck.

“Nope!  I’m out!”  James shouted too, hiding under the covers.

Camille let out a small scream as she hid her face behind her fingers, peeping ever so slightly as the villain cut the main character's fingers off.

Gordon and Scotsman yelled out in disgust and horror, both cringing very visibly at the violence, Gordon grabbing the pillow from earlier and barely peeked over it, while Scot hid his face in his shirt as he pulled it closer to his eyes.

“OK, OK!”  Camille called, “I call it tonight.  I can’t take it.” She paused the game and put the Switch in sleep mode.

“Agreed.  Let’s go to bed.”  Gordon said, shakily.

However, after turning off the game they realized they were stuck in the dark, as the night had gotten fairly late without their noticing.

No one moved from the couch.

“We could just sleep down here tonight.  Together.”  James suggested.

“Uh uh.  No way.”  Scotsman said, “I’m sleeping in a room where I can lock the doors.”

“Scared, little brother?”  Gordon teased heavily.

“I’m not scared!”  Scotsman said a little too quickly, “I just don’t like sleeping in open spaces.

“We slept in berths for the majority of our lives, Scotsman.”

“Yeah but it still had doors!”  Scotsman retaliated.

“Don’t you two start again.”  Edward said, starting to stand, “I’ll get the lights before you turn the TV off.”

The others nodded in agreement and Edward stumbled over to the lights, turning them on.

“Now you can turn the TV off.”  James said, and then looked at the others in a bit of a panic, “Not that I’m scared of the dark or anything.”

“I think it’s safe to admit we’re all a bit afraid of the dark tonight.”  Camille said, curling into Gordon as the two stood up.

“And someone has to drive home on this dark night.”  Gordon said, looking at his brother a bit smugly.

“No way am I driving home tonight.”  Scotsman said before backpedaling, “Because I’d rather get my beauty sleep here than drive all night and be too tired to work in the morning starting at the mainland.”

“Aren’t you getting in trouble for how much time you spend on Sodor?”  Edward asked genuinely.

“Well, I… maybe a little… but I enjoy spending time with my family and they can’t say much considering I’ve given them just about a hundred years of service without asking for much.”  Scotsman shrugged.

Edward nodded his head in consideration, “Fair enough.”

“OK, not trying to be a downer or anything, but did anyone else notice it’s storming outside?”  Camille asked as they heard a bit of rolling thunder.

“Yeah, you know what?”  James said as it got louder, “I’m out of here.”  He grabbed ahold of Edward’s hand and almost skipped up the stairs, he was so nervous.  

Edward followed a bit clumsily, not expecting the sudden movement, “James!  Cut it out!”

The small Gresley family followed shortly, Camille being the most cautious as she was the one who played the game.  Gordon held onto her shoulders, feeling her shake underneath.

“You know, maybe it’s time you stop playing horror games for the Halloween season.”  He advised, “I don’t think it’s doing your nerves any good.”

“I’m fine.”  Camille said, eyeing around the corner as they traversed the stairs.

“And we’re climbing up the staircase slowly, because…?”  Scotsman asked.

“I’m just sleepy.”  Camille said in determined denial.

“Uh huh.”  The two brothers said in unison.

As they reached the top of the stairs there was a loud thundering crash and the power went out, the night lights that lit the halls turning out, diving them into pitch darkness.  Camille screamed, practically jumping into Gordon’s arms and he couldn’t help the shocked noise that came from his mouth either.

Down the hall they could hear James shrieking in panic.

“OK, I know that Camille’s old room is now technically my guest room, but I also know you left the twin size bed in your room from when I broke my leg and I’m claiming it again tonight.”  Scot said in a shakier voice.

Camille jumped from Gordon’s arms and ran, “Well, I’m not sticking around any longer.  Nope, nope, nope!”  She practically pranced down the hallway, stretching her legs as far as they would take her.  Gordon and Scotsman followed her more quickly than they would like to admit as a second crash was heard nearby.

Camille dived under the covers of the King’s size bed soon after she threw the bedroom doors open and curled into the fetal position as it stormed.  Gordon sighed as he shut the door behind him and his brother.  Scot quickly kicked off his slippers and curled into the twin bed on the other side of the room.

Although Gordon hated to admit his own fear, he looked down at Camille with a stern gaze he knew she couldn’t see.  “No more horror games.”

The little lump moved, “I watch horror ‘let’s plays’ no problem.”

He sighed, kicking his own slippers off, “But you can’t play them without panicking or nightmares.  Don’t think I’ve forgotten about Amnesia or that alien game.”

“That was different!”  Camille complained.

“How so?”  Gordon asked, “You were freaked out about vents and face hugging aliens for weeks.”

“They’re terrifying!”  She said, curling into him as he laid beside her, “But these are just humans and although they’re being scary, they’re not as scary as chest bursting aliens.”

There was silence for a bit before they heard a whimper from the other side of the room.

“Can I sleep with you guys?”

“Absolutely no-“ Gordon started.

“Yes!  More bodies means more comfort!”

“Camille!”  Gordon complained.

“It’s not like he’s hitting on me, Gordon.”  Camille said as Scotsman slid in before Gordon could further his complaint.

“He’s a grown engine!”

“He’s your little brother.”

“I would’ve been fine but someone had to bring up face huggers and chest bursters.”  Scotsman added pointedly at Gordon.

“I didn’t know you knew about the alien franchise, Scot.”  Camille said.

“I wish I didn’t.  I get nightmares every time.”  Scot said with a shudder.

“I get it!  They’re so creepy and with the way the movie-“

“Please, let’s not talk about it?”  Scot asked seriously, “I really don’t like it.  In all honesty.  I don’t.”

Gordon couldn’t help but look at the two scared forms that slept beside him.  Camille, his everything, scared by the storm and the video game and Scotsman, his younger brother, with a new weakness he didn’t know about.  Something he might’ve teased him about but it felt so odd hearing him sound so small talking about something that genuinely scared him.  He sighed defeated, scratching the back of his head and laid down.  He kissed Camille on the forehead and ruffled his younger brother's hair.

“This is a one time thing.”  He told them, “Goodnight you two.”

“Goodnight, Gordon.”  Camille said, snuggling into him.

“Goodnight… big brother.”  Scotsman added, feeling a bit more comfortable closer to the others.

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Down the hall, James was curled up in a small ball himself, holding onto his stuffed Rhino, Pebble.  Edward, ever the big spoon to the bigger engine, was stroking his hair and kissed the bigger engines neck.

“It’ll be OK, Jamie.  I’ve got you.”

“I’m never letting Camille convince me to do another horror game again.”  James whimpered.

“I do believe that it was a joint decision, James.  Like last year and the years before that.”  Edward scolded playfully.

“Well then… you don’t ever let me do that again.”  James said, scolding back.

“What am I, your mother?”  Edward teased.

“You’re something much more valuable than that.”  James said and turned to face Edward.  Edward smiled at him, giving him a kiss on the forehead and pulled the red engine into his chest.  James relaxed, listening to Edward’s heartbeat.

“Did you lock the bedroom door?”  James asked.

“For the fifth time, dear, yes I did.”  Edward said with a patient sigh.

“And the windows are too?”

“Yes, Jamie.”

James squeezed Pebble, curling into Edward as much as he could.

“And is-“

“James.”  Edward said sternly, “It’ll be OK.  We’re OK.  It was just a video game.”

“Yeah, but-“

“What on earth could I possibly do more to convince you everything will be OK?”  Edward said a tiny bit exasperated.

“Well… we could…” James said in a rather certain tone, trailing off a bit.

“It’s already late, James, and we have goods trains to pull tomorrow.”

James whined, “But Ed…”

“Oh no, don’t ‘but Ed’ me.  If that’s what you wanted, then you should’ve devoted more time.”

“But I’m devoting time now.”  James said, giving a small but suggestive movement against Edward, “I’ll sleep better.  It’ll get my mind off of scary things.”  He gave Edward a pout and puppy eyes, despite knowing the smaller engine couldn’t see in the dark, “Please?”

There was a bit of silence, before a sigh was heard, “Fine.  But I want NO complaints in the morning and I will not have you whine to me or Sir Topham Hatt tomorrow, you understand?”  Edward said sternly, despite leaning into James’ neck and giving him small pecks and nibbles.

James let out a giggly moan, happy regardless, “Of course, Edward dear.”

“I mean it, James.  Or there will be consequences.” Edward crawled on top of the larger engine, pulling Pebble away from him and placing her on the bedside table.

“Oooooo… I like the sound of that.  Maybe I’ll be naughty on purpose.”  James said slyly.

“I mean it, James Hughes.”  Edward said, stopping his affection.

James groaned at the sound of his full name, something he hated hearing from the older engine, “Fine, fine.  I’ll behave.” When Edward continued giving in to the younger engine, he couldn’t help but smirk and think I’ll behave… for now.

Hello! I just wanted to say, it’s awesome to see another humanizing ttte creator. And if you’re okay with it and it’s not much of a bother, I was wondering if you could do t word headcanons of James and Edward cuz I find them cute together. I also have my own tiny headcanon for James, which is that his back is a little t word-ish and Edward LOVES to tease him about. Like he’d just be snuggling him and he’d just randomly start scittering a finger on James’ back, turning him into a ball of giggles and squeals.

Hello there! I’m going to assume you’re asking about headcanons for James x Edward with them being ticklish? So, yes, I can do that. 😊

Jameward Tickle headcanons:

It drives James insane that Edward isn’t as ticklish as him. To James, it’s completely unfair that he can’t get the jump on him.

Edward has been known to tickle James when he’s in a bad mood. One time when James was particularly pouty and was moping, his bad attitude had made it to where everyone left the living room. When Edward came home and found everyone grouchy upstairs and asked what was up Thomas informed him of James being rather aggressive. Edward went downstairs to talk with James, who kinda gave him the same treatment. Edward tried most everything to get James to open up, that he ended up laying on top of the bigger engine on the couch, snuggling him and then tickling the sides of his stomach rather gently. James started giggling nonstop, but didn’t really fight it. From then on, Edward has used more gentle tickling as a method of cheering James up.

James figured out that engines can be ticklish in their engine forms as well and has snuck up on and teased Edward while he’s working. Edward yelps every time and quickly became paranoid if his partner was around.

They have chased each other around the yard.

James is relentless in Edward’s few spots that are ticklish, and will leave his partner red faced and breathless.

James once nibbled at Edward’s ears, causing him to yelp, while they were all watching a movie together causing the others to turn and stare. As revenge, the next movie night Edward tickled James under the blanket covers and James tried his absolute best not to burst out laughing. Edward did this the whole movie, on and off. James never teased his partner again after that.

And that’s all I’ve got! It took me a bit to come up with these, I’ll admit, but I hope you liked them anon. 😊

Relationship Headcanons!!! Let’s start with James/Edward!!

I forgot to post this is for my humanization AU 😂 Cause bedrooms, hugs, dancing, and such

❤️💙James/Edward💙❤️

💙 Their song is What Makes You Beautiful and you cannot convince me otherwise. James is very vain but it’s a very obvious coverup of his insecurities. Besides Gordon, Edward has been around James the longest and he knows the James beneath the vanity. This song outlines it perfectly while having the bouncy beat that would matches James personality.

❤️ Despite being the bigger engine, James is the little spoon

💙 A secret that no one knows, except Edward, who only found out when he was first invited to James room (humana humana 😏) is that James sleeps with a stuffed Rhino. Her name is Pebble.

❤️ When Edward’s not around and James is having a hard day he snuggles her in his room

💙 When Edward finds out about James’ hard day, if he has time, he’ll wrap a candy in Pebble’s red bow between trains so that when James gets home he has a treat waiting for him.

❤️ Some days that makes James cry

💙 James has a large burn scar down his torso and leg from the fire and he doesn’t have a lot of sensation there. He was very self conscious the first time he was shirtless in front of Edward because of it. Edward, being the amazing man he is, smiled softly and kissed along the burns on the torso.

❤️ Yes he has kissed the ones on his leg but that’s none ya business (Psst James really likes it though)

💙 Edward is a phenomenal cook, but he prefers simple recipes. James is allowed to use the toaster and microwave and even then he has to be supervised most times.

❤️ Edwards favorite movies are family genre; James loves Superhero movies

💙 James’ favorite hero was Superman for a long time until when attending the costume dance party held by Camille, her and Gordon came as Superman and Wonder Woman.

❤️ Now James prefers The Flash

💙 Edward’s favorite movie of all time is The Fox and The Hound

❤️ Edward has the patience of Job being with this energetic goof

💙 But when he’s had enough of James injuring himself or doing silly things he really lets him have it.

❤️ The others have left the manor when Edward goes off on him because ain’t no one wanting to face his wrath

💙 Everything is always solved with hugs and wiping tears away

❤️ James loves holding hands, holding Edward close, and other forms of PDA that aren’t over the top. It can embarrass Edward but he doesn’t terribly mind.

💙 They have had arguments that can be a bit explosive due to James’ personality but they always come out OK

❤️ Edward was the one to apologize first for a while but he quickly stopped when he realized James needed to learn to apologize.