#everett larkin

So....If you are into

-murder mysteries

-gay cops

-incrediable neurodivergent rep

-healthy relationships

-fun dynamics

-a lot of cultural refernces to art history, phylosophy, and 18th century western mourning rituals

-a handful of fun facts from various topics including psycology, queerness, plants, Marlene Monroe, and murder

-crime catching partners who are also work husbands and boyfriends in real life

-Heartcapturing silly yet layered complex unforgettable characters

-good queer literature in general

Evie and Ira.

A shame there’s just so little fanart of these two beautiful souls. I just can’t get enough of them!

I need more people to be aware of Everett Larkin and Ira Doyle. They are gay detectives with tragic back stories, solving mostly cold cases while battling every day difficulties. With each other they found friendship, companionship and love.

Trigger warnings: homophobic slurs, depiction of crimes (hate crimes included), depression, trauma, mental health, psychological abuse, mild infidelity, alcoholism

Book One: Madison Square Murders

Book Two: Subway Slayings

Book Three: Broadway Butchery

My brain keeps reminding me that Subway Slayings by C.S. Poe is out this month...the end of the month, that is ಥ_ಥ

In the mean time, I’ve got Larkin on the mind. Had to let him out...

Pulling off the gloves as quickly as he could, Ezra tossed them aside. He couldn’t give a shit where they fell or if someone took them. Getting another pair was easy enough. All he knew was that he had to get to Bennett’s house.

He hadn’t noticed he was being watched, unaware his cursing about his boyfriend had been overheard. When he turned, the brunette smiled, shifting nervously from one foot to another. You... you have really great form, the man stammered.

Excuse me? Ezra growled, annoyed at the distraction. Do I know you?

Um, no. I guess not. I just.. I play for the other high school & recognized you, Everett shrugged his muscular shoulders. The blond continued to stare blankly at him so he tried to think of some other connection he could make. I know Benny. 

The blond’s eyes narrowed as he drew in a sad, deep breath & released it slowly. Benny, huh? he muttered, curious about how his boyfriend may know some kid from the other side of the island. Surely through his friend that Ezra had only met in passing, the guy with the messy hair. Is there something that you needed because I was just on my way out?