#Non canon ship
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heretherebedork · 3 months ago
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Tae sobbing in a soundproof booth while Pah stands guard outside and the way his jaw jumps and the way Tae trembles and Pah's anger and the way he's honestly angrier than Tae is... I ship them. I love it. Brown and yellow is a great color combo for these boys. Also, why is Pah surrounded by pink if he's not in love? HMMMM? Explain that. @respectthepetty I know the pink means something else but I can dream, right? Brown and yellow is a good combo! They'd be so good together! Pah even made that comment about not being able to replace Bahmee! Come on.
(Yes, I know they're not canon. But they could be if GMMTV was braver.)
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erraticprocrastinator · 3 months ago
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Reposting this on Tumblr because, why not?
I’d like to add, now that I’m free from X’s character limit, that I am aware that there are a select few people out there who do write or make art for certain ships with the goal of criticising or “fixing” the relationships and identities in canon, but, at least from what I’ve seen, I truly don’t believe that this is the majority of Hazbin shippers (or non-canon shippers in general). Especially for a show with such heavy queer representation, with a largely queer audience, where most of the popular fan ships are also queer, I don’t think most people are approaching this with erasure in mind.
I know that I, for one, definitely didn’t start shipping RadioApple because I wanted to ignore or change Lucifer and Alastor’s identities in canon. I just found myself drawn to the characters, and their potential for chemistry outside of a canon setting, and decided to let myself have fun with those ideas — which, until now, I kind of thought was supposed to be the purpose of fan content, anyway. I don’t ship them because I don’t like who they are in canon, or because I want them to ever get together in canon (I don’t!), just like I think it’s generally assumed that most people who make gender-bend content don’t actually want the characters to be a different gender, or that people who kill off their favourite characters don’t actually want it to happen.
I’ve truly never seen this be such an issue in any fandom other than Hazbin, even for other LGBTQ-friendly animated shows. I know that this fandom can be pretty hostile in general, but I can’t pretend that I don’t find it disheartening when the comments of almost every adorable piece of fanart I find are littered with things like “but Charlie is with Vaggie!”, “Alastor is ace so this would never happen” (a topic that honestly deserves its own post), or “Angel can’t be with XYZ because HuskerDust is confirmed!”. We know guys. We know. That’s why we sit here writing fanfiction, making fanart; to explore ideas we haven’t seen in canon, or that haven’t been expanded on yet. Fandom is supposed to be a safe space for people who want to test their creativity, not a place to jump on each other because of it. As always, if something isn’t your cup of tea, you’re free to scroll past, click back, or filter out. There’s no need to rain on content that ultimately isn’t harming anyone, especially, and I really can’t emphasise this enough, especially if you support non-canon ships in other fandoms.
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onyxlikestoyap · 1 month ago
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Whats y'all favorite canon but not canon but should be canon but almost is canon and really is hinted at in show/book/movie/etc but somehow isn't canon ship.
Ill go first.
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THEM.
@fryingthepanwithapplesauce? You got one? (Not forced)
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corpsedessert · 2 months ago
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Staring off into the ocean 🌊🌠
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neartothemoon · 19 days ago
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Thinking about Garcy these days!
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So... I made this and, well, I'm not that expert with edits, but I hope you enjoy it! What if... Lucy can't move forward without Garcia and decides to go back in time to 2012 to save him. Once he returns, Flynn feels deep sadness and guilt, but Lucy remains by his side and eventually falls in love with him.
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ilovek4stle · 2 months ago
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currently obsessed with 'the bear' and realised that sydney and carmen will probably never ever be together so i'm probably wasting my energy on a non-canon couple hahahahahahaha
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lordofdestructionm · 1 year ago
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inky-evergreen · 4 months ago
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Been craving some yaoi so I cooked some up in the microwave
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Sniff... I miss them I really do 😔
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willbee-1 · 5 months ago
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Qpr Soulstar (Isla and Soul) right
I'm having thoughts
So the months in-between Isla leaving Enderian after she asked her and Isla going back to Enderian with young Icky and her being pregnant with Rae
And we know Isla went to Soul when she was pregnant with Rae bc Soul was the one to tell her (via the one Isla tiktok we have)
So, with this info right
⟟ feel as if, these 2 would have cuddled- or like- at least Soul having times where she was comforting Isla and Isla eeped while in Soul's arms (this would happen specifically on the days where Fable would take Icky with him)
Also just going through pregnant times where Isla needed that other comfort (bc let's be real, at this point Isla don't really like Fable- /hj)
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emoxxzombie · 5 months ago
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Clip for my fellow soundwave truthers
Layla worrying about Musa while she's trapped in the cave is the sweetest thing ever omg
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raiidsol · 8 days ago
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yeah i guess it will always be me, my fanfiction, a non canon ship that awakes a monster in me, google translator and "english is not my first language" against the world..
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boonalina · 10 months ago
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Mole x Ratty from WITW musical has potential to be a new tumblr ship, and that's why I made a compilation of it. PLEASE give it a chance!!
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shunuki · 1 year ago
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Shunuki: yeah I get they're not a canon ship... don't care. When you see them in official artwork and they're closerthsnthis it WILL be shipped. They're shown to have a closer than friendship relationship.
Note the fact that Shunsui just strolls into Jushiro's private bedroom late at night just screams intimate.
I know that just because they're always together doesn't make them a pair ..you sure about that?
So yeah they may not be a canon couple but it's very heavily implied. And we'll run with that ship.
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echo-starfell · 4 months ago
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Caught in 4k being GAY /nm /j
@hushsepiccorner @moonsy-aexlis
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neartothemoon · 17 days ago
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We deserved a garcy hug!
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Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me
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Summary: Penelope Featherington has moved on from her childish crush and so called friends. Can Colin handle his pen no longer hanging off his every word and who are the new people she’s surrounding herself with.
Word Count: 1.3k
Chapter Warnings: cussing, slight arguing, time travel
3rd person pov:
Penelope Featherington made her way out of the ballroom. Tears threaten to fall from her eyes. Seeing her best friend with the person whom she hated most had nearly made her come undone. The tension rose even more once Cressida purposely stepped on the bottom layer of fabric on her dress, causing it to rip. The laughter of the those nearby made her sink in shame. So now she ran as fast as her little legs could carry her. She made it out of the long hallway to the side door, which led her to the beautifully manicured garden. She stopped for a moment to catch her breath sitting down on the half-brick wall that separated the terrace from the pathway of the garden. She pressed a hand to her chest, the pressure helping with the erratic beating of her heart.
“Pen!” Her head jerked up at the sound of her company. Her eyes grew colder.
“Mr. Bridgerton.” She replied, standing up and making sure to keep a respectable distance between both of them. Colin upturned his head in confusion.
“Pen, how are you?” His cheerful voice used to bring butterflies to life in the pit of her stomach. Now it rolled in revulsion.
“I am well, Mr. Bridgeton; now if you would excuse me, I have the most unbearable headache, and I wish to return home.” She said coming up with an excuse off the top of her head. She tried to rush past him to round the corner of the house. He reached out his hand, wrapping around her forearm. Pulling her to a stop.
"Pen, are we okay?” He asked hesitantly, “It’s just that I wrote you this summer and you never replied; admittedly, not many people did, but if you are going to make me say it, I’ve missed you.” His eyes held sincerity. She closed hers briefly to keep from rolling her eyes.
“You missed me, but you would never court me?” She mumbled.
“What?” He whispered out in shock.
“That’s what you said last summer. At my mother’s ball, I heard you, before you try to deny it.” She held his gaze as he struggled to form words, trying to think of anything to redeem himself. “The problem is, I never asked you too. You were the one who sought me out at balls to dance, correct?” He nodded. “I didn’t write to you first; you wrote me. I didn’t make a spectacle in front of your mother claiming to care for you as a dear friend; you did. I most certainly didn’t ruin your reputation in front of half of the eligible women in the ton.” He could hardly look her in the eyes. “Now if you would kindly let go of my arm so I could go home.” She hissed, pulling her arm out of his grasps. He watched silently as she turned the corner, walking to the front of the house. He stumbled forward, trying to catch up with her.
“Pen…Penelope!” He yelled, gaining the attention of quite a few people who lingered outside. She looked back briefly before climbing into a carriage he did not recognize as one of the Featheringtons. He could hardly make out a group of people who had already been inside the carriage house. “Penelope!” His pleats fell on deaf ears as the carriage driver pulled away. He was left standing outside, slightly out of breath and disheveled. And that’s where he stood and told his mother, and his elder brother came outside looking for him.
Penelope pov: . My heart beat rings loudly in my ears, as the sound of hoofbeats hits the cobblestone. I let my eyes linger on Colin for a little longer than I should have as we drove away. A knee from across the coach bumped into mine. I looked to the owner of the leg that was nudging mine. John Booker Routledge sat opposite me with a worried look on his face.
“What’s wrong?” I asked him.
“If you need some time before helping us, you can take it.” He said. Kiara, Pope, and JJ are all nodding in agreement. I gave them a half smile.
“I’m okay; it needed to happen. Plus, if I don’t help you, who will? Now let me see those papers.” I reach my hand out to take the handful of paperwork from JJ. Looking over the ship manifesto. The dates catch my attention. Those dates lined up with the dates Colin traveled home.
"Well, it looks like the easiest person that could help us would be the boy I just told off.” I said placing the papers in my lap, bringing my hands to my temples, and rubbing them. Everyone else is sharing a look. The mischievous smiles bring up memories of our first meeting.
*THREE YEARS AGO*
“I can’t believe Colin wouldn’t even hear me out. Maybe she was right; he will never see me that way. I’ll always be stuck as his little sister.” I thought to myself bitterly as tears flooded my vision as I tried to make it back to my house. "Well, if he didn’t want to listen to reason, then he can listen to whistledown.” I dried my eyes with the back of my hand. I looked to my home, where I could see my mother, Marina, and my sisters celebrating the fact they successfully tricked the Bridgertons into joining our families together. My stomach turned as they toast to their deceit.
“I can’t be there, not right not.” I mumbled out loud. No one would miss me if I disappeared for a few hours, along as I’m home before sunrise. I let myself fall back into the darkness after I dropped the latest column off nearly an hour ago, much to my printer's annoyance. So now I stood Wondering around the woods that surround Mayfair. Wallowing in my self-pity and the drink I stole from my father's study. The moon danced behind the tall oak trees. The only thing keeping me company is the owls above me. Until a noise came from deep into the woods. The distinct sound of human voices spooking me. I stumbled back into a tree, catching my dress. I pulled frantically, trying to untangle myself. A little light shines through the trees. Oh Lord, someone has discovered that I am missing. Mother must have caused a scene and woke up half the ton, no telling how many people are out looking for me. I could hear a group of people talking as the light grew closer. I fell back to the ground, trying to make myself as small as possible. My maid's outfit makes it a little easier. I closed my eyes and held my breath.
“Hello… Are you okay?” A man asked with a funny accent. He placed a hand on my leg, making my eyes fly open. A group of 4 people stood in front of me. Their clothes and hair looked completely different to anything I’d ever seen. They had a girl with them; she had on the oddest pair of pants and a shirt. The boys looked the same, just their pants were slightly longer than hers. I stared, opened mouthed, at them. The boy in front of me put a hand on my head, feeling about something. ”Did you hit your head?”
“I....I am fine.... Thank you,” I whispered out. He smiled before passing the light to one of his friends. He stood up and held his hand out to me. I slowly placed my hands into his, my face reddening. I’d never been so close to a man that I was not related to other than Colin, and he never held my bare hand before. He pulled me up to him.
“I’m John B; these are my friends Kie, JJ, and Pope.” He said, pointing to each person. I let a tiny smile play on my lips.
“Hello, I’m Penelope Fetherington.”
“So penny, do you know where we are?” The blonde man identified as JJ asked.
“We are in Mayfair, England.”
“What the fuck.”
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