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can i get an i love qpr
#genuinely love these two sooooooooo much#first person to ever say that i think#MAN I LOVE LOTR#man i love qpr...#anyway now to business#frodo baggins#samwise gamgee#samfro#lotr#lotr fanart#art by cricket
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*proceeds to drink the whole bottle*
Yeah Alastor you're gonna be loved and appreciated wether you want it or not :)
#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel fanart#hazbin alastor#hazbin rosie#radiorose#platonic radiorose#qpr radiorose#even tho they have no idea what label to put on their relationship at this point#hazbin comic#comic#my art#autodesk sketchbook#it probably looks ooc from alastor to react like this but poor man has only learned his whole life that relationships have a hierarchy#“marriage > a simple friendship” in his brain and it's confusing for him that Rosie would put her friendship with him over that#also Rosie was pissed of how terrible her date went and as soon as she comes home Alastor sides with her ex husband#just to explain why she got angry so quickly basically they couldnt really understand each other that's why they got angry#I love cute fluffy radiorose but its good to see them argue sometimes eheh#I needed to get this idea out of my system and made it into a whole comic
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i got oil pastels so here's a meal for yall. enjoy
#hlvrai#frenrey qpr momence#but CARROTS!!! REAL#inspired by velvettoad_art kinda?? i love their sketchbook spreads theyre so vibrant and good vibes omg#sketchbook timeeeee#man i love sketchbooking. sketching of book of the sketch of the#i wanna do a scuffed sketchbook tour where my friends draw on the screen while i torture them with my ramblings#they've seen it all like 572548036 times already. im unstoppable#thinking about gay people in my computer#ueughfjghkhhhh#btw listen to two best friends by bean avery it's really good vibes and has like 700 likes on yt what the heck#new fav song for no reason in particular#ok im out#art tag or whatever#eyestrain tw#i guess??#chromatic aberration
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I respect this man so much-- I love the AroAce icon,,, but please
just 5 mins- one hand...lemme hold it plEASE HES SO PRETTY AAAUW
#lexart#lexeart#Alastor#radiodemon#alastor the radio demon#Alastor hazbin#Hazbin Hotel#Hasbin Hotel#Alastor Hazbin Hotel#The Radio Demon#Alastor radio demon#i will use every fucking tag this man has#aroace#hes so pretty please i love him#would marry for tax benifits#would form a qpr#AAAUUW#i need to be medicated#or put down#i saw that tag too and ykno#agree#alastor fanart#fanart#hazbin fanart
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When my partner and I first got together, I hated how I looked.
Constant bullying had destroyed my self esteem, and paired with that I'd had a major injury while skateboarding that prevented me from doing any physical activity, so I was feeling unhealthy too.
Early on, he'd get this dreamy expression when he looked at me, and I'd shrug it off, laugh, change the subject any way I could. I thought he was making it up. Now, sometimes, if I'm very lucky, I can look in the mirror and see myself how he sees me.
He'd send me selfies, just him smiling into the camera, even though I knew he didn't like taking photos of himself, so I started to send them in return. At first, I'd avoid looking at them before I hit send. Then I started taking them more and more. Now, I look at those photos and see my smile, and think they're the best and happiest I ever look in any photos. I don't delete them anymore.
As an artist, I've always pushed myself to do better, falling into the habits of comparing myself with others. I've never given up, but I'd never been as proud of my work as I was when he started complimenting it. He wanted to keep every scribbled sticky note I'd give him, no matter how silly, treating them like treasure and stowing them away. He'd be in awe when I gifted him proper artworks, putting them straight on his wall. Now I post my art online and I'm pursuing a career in art with confidence.
When I first confided in him that, despite being a cis woman, I'd felt a huge sense of dysphoria related to my boobs since a very young age, he was immediately understanding. First, he helped me try sports bras, and I felt a huge weight had lifted off my shoulders. Recently, he's introduced me to trans tape, and this is the closest I've ever felt to being myself.
Too scared to talk to my GP about mental health, my partner helped me come up with a plan of what I wanted to say and finally convinced me to go, coming with me and helping when I got stuck. Hes been helping me through the long but rewarding trek that has been therapy ever since.
Now that I'm nearing the tail end of my physical recovery, I've been terrified to start skating again, slowly chipping away at the fear with my physiotherapist. But my partner has decided he wants me to teach him to skate, so now we're going to learn together.
I've got a long way to go and I'm still figuring myself out, but I'm so lucky and happy that I'm not on this journey alone.
#i got hit with the feels today#this has been a very long appreciation post for my partner#i hope the story warms someones heart#i dont know what id do without him#i love him so much#qpr#queerplatonic#queerplatonic relationship#alterous attraction#alterous#lgbtqia+#qpp#love#queerplatonic partner#transgender#trans man#trans#gay#demiromantic#demialterous#demisexual#aromantic#asexual#skateboarding#long post#storytime#recovery#mental health#self esteem#this is the sort of story id like to read someone else post so i hope someone finds joy in this
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Something that will never not be funny to me is how Harlan writes dialogue for John and then realizes how fucking romantic it sounds so he has to follow up every interaction in which he talk to anyone ABOUT Arthur with a “friend” at the end lmao.
“My king, I respect the affection and care you bestow upon your very dear FRIEND”
“He’s meat”
“Yeas but he’s my meat- MY FRIEND”
“Why does he chose you and not me?”
“Because I love him.
And he loves me. That’s FRIENDSHIP”
Sir, just stop.
Are you doing this to mess with us or are you doing this to yourself and we are all just going along with it for the feels?
(And, just to clarify, this is not a “they are clearly in love with each other” post, but me saying that (whether read as platonic or romantic) it felt like Harlan realizing how beautifully he wrote a piece of dialogue and then having to throw 3 “friends” for good measure in the next sentence, lest the fandom bursts into flames. And that’s seemed a little funny to me)
#malevolent#I just listened to the witch and GOOD GOD#I can usually suspend my disbelief but last episode it got to the point of just sounding like a silly gag instead of actual dialog lmao xD#malevolent podcast#arthur lester#malevolent john#malevolent pod#john doe#malevolent spoilers#and yk what?#I usually vibe with the unhinged aromantics so much but rn#rn I’m just in a ‘nah bro they definitely look at eachother with love in their eye’#usually they are my emotional support unghinged esoterical qpr#but rn I’m living from reading John as#a tragically pinning gay dumbass who is slowly choosing the man who does not reciprocate his feelings over his immortality over and over yk#I’m not ok#I’ll probably go back to reading them as bffs who would kill and die with and for eachother#like probably next episode or the moment they have a tender moment again like it usually happens yk?#but dayum is Harlan not doing himself anyfavours to beat the shipping allegations#mans the captain of his own ship and he is purposefully sinking it wth man?#Well??? can they kiss? as friends??? like I feel they would both benefit from kissing eachother… as friends of course
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this is your reminder to make ur cringy n self indulgent art bc cringe is dead and you gotta live life (I say, despite the fact i still feel a bit cringe but im being so brave abt it)
lettin myself post n do more art for myself so apologies for the more selfshippy art than usual
#artswin#tsp narrator#tspud narrator#selfship#oz rambles#in the tags oz rambles go brrrrr#been hyperfocused on the numbers for a while recently which is why ive been pretty low if uve seen sdkhf#but im starting to feel better so in an effort to let myself feel better im doin more self indulgent art#with these types of things i usually make myself as a generic gray human instead of my sona (or recently my sona fusion)#(the sona fusion has my white swoop but black irl hair)#but making this made me remember how much i love drawing myself with narry n i dont wanna get rid of that#i only made the generic gray human art just bc i wanted other ppl to insert themselves which i still wanna do#but at the same time *I GOTTA LET MYSELF BE CRINGE MAN THIS IS MY OLD GEEZER I CAN BE CRINGE FOR HIM*#anywho if yall havent seen my updated intros recently. i selfship with the narrator (specifically virgil) in a bff/qpr way#so it might look hella romantic and couply occasionally were just a couple of besties /pos#gonna tag it with a selfship name tho just so i can access my posts on it easier#n so if yall wanna block me n my cringe for any reason then feel free! /gen /nf#naroz#digitalmuse#(or smth idk ive seen ppl have pretty cool selfship names so i wanna try smth similar but who knows it could change) :P
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kabru and laios bestieism will save the world . they are going to do great things like inventing equity in melini and a monarchy that isn't shitty. also yaad is there too . shoutout to yaad my friend yaad <3 sorry for baiting with labru in the tags this is actually a yaad post
yaaders (yaad believers) rise up. yaad nation forever
#labru qpr save me labru qpr#sash talks#dungeon meshi spoilers#dunmeshi#I love queerplatonic kabru and laios i think autism pvp has saved them#their autism cannot be stopped#they are so silly#also shoutout to yaad . best guy ever. hope he never dies. yaad lives forever but in a good way. (help) (the themes and narrtives)#YAAD MY FRIEND YAAD (CHEERS)#1000 year old man baby old man.
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2023 reads
The Spider And Her Demons
YA Australian urban fantasy/horror
about a Malaysian-Chinese girl who’s half spider-demon, just trying to keep her head down and survive high school
when she accidentally kills and eats a man in front of the most popular girl at school, they strike up a strange friendship and she starts to learn more about herself and the supernatural world
aroacespec/sapphic ish
#The Spider And Her Demons#Sydney Khoo#loveozya#aroaessidhe 2023 reads#you give me a teenage girl with giant hair spider legs who scuttles across her bedroom wall on page 3#and then eats a man and i am already sold.#also aus books are always so familiar compared to US books :)#and yes sexuality stuff is ambiguous but basically: a bunch of discussion on relationship hierachies (ie friendship equally/more important)#themes of feeling unlovable bc you're different and different forms of love#multiple times the MC says she has no interest in dating or relationships and also is touch (and maybe sex) repulsed#- but of course that Also has to do with the whole Being A Monster thing#and it definitely shows some kind of attraction to dior - ie looking at her lips/bare skin; blushing; etc#and ends on sort of hand kiss / 'is this something??' vibes#I asked the author and they said they see them as QPR / platonic soulmates but are not at the point where they would know what to call it#which makes total sense to me!#the part of me who wants more obvious aroace YA wishes it was a little more specific#but also I DO love ambiguity and I think it wouldn't be true to the characters#who are clearly not even ready to start figuring that stuff out.#and also. aroacespec sapphics is like. also something i want#also like. I think it's reductive to assume just because 'looks at lips' is a common allo attraction trope....doesn't necessarily mean#it has to be that. yknow.#anyway. i loved it a lot.#gross spidergirl (affectionate)......#also dior is such an interesting and complex character. like another book could have made her nicer or less fucked up
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"I can fix him." Well, I can make him worse~
Murder husbands is probably my favourite iteration of RadioApple, ngl. I think Lucifer has a lot more dark in him than people give him credit for. And in this AU, he definitely doesn't hesitate to flex his crazy. Unless Charlie is around, then he's a lot more well behaved. Alastor nurtures the worst of his vices, but it's okay! They both get exactly what they're looking for out of it.
Did I have an obscene amount of fun drawing this? Yes. Yes I did. Thank you for asking.
#well#lucifer#the same thing we do every weekend#Murder!#tw blood#cw: gore#hazbin hotel#appleradio#alastor x lucifer#duckiedeer#hazbin alastor#lucifer x alastor#radioapple#fanart#murder husbands#human au#“What are we going to do this weekend alastor?”#they do live happily ever after#is it a qpr?#is it romantic?#yes#I love these unhinged bitches#alastor is asexual#but also#really likes seeing this man in particular take someone apart#literally
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The Hazbin Graduate’s Guide to Homicide (3)
HAZBIN'S MIDSEMESTER STUDENT REPORT Student: Vox Vanhal Supervising Staff: Professor Enoch Leviathan Sponsor: Not Applicable To the Board: Vox Vanhal may be one of the most brilliant students this school has seen in decades. In all my years of teaching at Hazbin, I have never met a student more insanely ready to learn and apply their skills- due in part, of course, to said student's own possible insanity. I mean this in a jovial way, of course, but I will admit that when young Vanhal's true identity was revealed to me that my first thought was along the lines of 'is this student insane?' Whether or not my student's reason should be called into question is something myself and my fellow professor Asmodeus have discussed in length, but there is one thing that we can definitively agree on: If there is any one student in this school who I would choose to place my bets on, it would be Vox Vanhal. There is nothing more to say at this time of report evaluation. Sincerely, Professor Leviathan.
May God's blessings be with you now and at the hour of our deaths, Amen.
[ 1 ] / [ 2 ] (<- read these first for context and more murder academy radiostatic content!)
Though Alastor may have thought that Vox was much more knowledgable in how Hazbin's Institution for Homicide worked, the truth was, Vox was still fully flying on the seat of his own coattails.
He had no damn clue what he was doing still, and although it'd been two weeks since he'd arrived, part of him still felt like how he did when he'd first arrived: hesitant, scared, not knowing where to go or what to do besides the want to make his boss suffer as he killed him.
That level of animosity might sound strange to anyone not a Hazbin student or alumnus, but it was perfectly normal for any student enrolled in the academy to have such feelings. After all, there was quite a rigorous process involved in the application, and for Vox, this application process (and what led to it) was perhaps more intense than most.
There had once been a time where Vox had dreamed of becoming a Hollywood starlet, one who lit up the silver screen and was blessed by hundreds of thousands of cheering, dedicated fans who would fawn over his every move and action. He'd wanted to follow in his mother's footsteps, at one point. But after taking on his first roles in Carmine Studios, the glamour of Hollywood had shattered like fine glass.
"Miss Vesper! Would you please look over here for a second?"
"Miss Vesper, when is your next movie coming out?!"
"Miss Vesper, is it true that you and your co-star on Anna Karenina, Valentino Vega had an affair-?"
"Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! That- fucking bastard!" Vox rushed into the privacy of his and Val's shared apartment, slamming the door behind him as he collapsed into the couch, head cradled in his hands. He couldn't even begin to start detailing the number of ways he'd wanted to fucking butcher and rip apart his boss.
Andrealphus Goetia was no stranger to the spotlight, naturally. One of Hollywood's top directors, the man had been an influential cornerstone in the history of movie-making, a real legend to light the days. But behind that picturesque platinum reputation laid a monstrous piece of shit.
It had been a complete accident that Andrealphus had found out about Vox's identity.
Vox himself hadn't even really planned out what to do about himself at that point, only that he'd known that the dresses he wore on screen were far more suited to his best friend than they were for him. Knew that the copious amounts of makeup flattened on him everyday made him feel more like a clown than a princess, that it was the most uncomfortable feeling to have to sit and play the pretty face for the audience's sake.
But he persisted, telling himself, one more year, one more year til my savings account has enough to supply Val and I with a comfortable life and we can leave.
But of course- of course Andrealphus had to ruin it for him.
The man had found out and immediately proceeded to blackmailing Vox with the information, holding things such as promotions, media gossip and rumors over his head. And now... now... Vox stared down at the script he held clutched in his hand, his knuckles turning white as he grasped it with an iron grip.
"Dieser verdammte bastard," Vox muttered under his breath.
Though he'd never loved the spotlight that came with his first taste of fame, he had loved acting. Had loved being adored for his skill, applauded for the emotions that he could evoke in crowds of people and the way he could twist people's hearts. He had wanted to be one of the best, a household name.
And now, he stared down at the script for a movie that Andrealphus knew would tank his reputation. It was absolute bullshit. The plot was held together by thin strings and a bit of glue, despite being an adaptation of one of the past decade's best selling books. Not only that, but the moment he left the safety of the apartment once more, he would also have to contend with the rumors that were steadily piling against him and dragging his loved ones and friends into it too.
All this, because Vox had refused to sleep with his shitty boss.
He could still hear the fucker's voice- come on, don't you wanna say that you got a piece of me? I'll even leave out the part about you being a transvestite, darling, just the fact that I got a piece of you is enough.
God. If only.... if only he could see that bastard's face when he crushed his fucking skull in between his hands. He wanted to see Andrealphus' stupid face contort in revulsion and terror when Vox finally did the deed, wanted to bathe in the the fotze's inbred blood. He'd do anything for the chance to just kill that piece of shit-
"Amorcito?"
Val's voice makes Vox jump on the spot, quickly shifting to hide the script from view. His friend comes around the corner, eyebrows furrowed with concern, and it's this that makes Vox break his composure, a single tear falling down his face as Val frowns, taking a seat next to him on the couch. "Voxxy, amor... tell me what's wrong."
And because he can never keep his mouth shut when it comes to his best friend, Vox tells him everything. Val nods along, pauses at the right moments, all of that stuff that friends do when they're trying to let you know that they'd rip apart your shitty boss if not for the law.
But- and perhaps this is something that Vox knew deep down to be true anyway- Val was a bit different in that aspect. He'd met the man under... less than legal circumstances, after all, and he knew that Val was the heir to quite the illustrous cartel career.
So when Valentino stops him with a firm hand on the shoulder and hands him an application paper for Hazbin, telling him to think it through, Vox barely takes even a second glance at it before filling it out.
Now, two months later and sitting in the auditorium of Hazbin's famed Music Hall, Vox doesn't find himself regretting the decision. Sure, it's a bit lonely without Val's supporting presence by his side, but the students he's met so far have proved to be some of the friendliest people he's had the pleasure of knowing: ironic, considering the kind of school they're studying at. And he's even managed to make a friend! Not that bad a start, altogether.
Vox absentmindedly doodles on the edge of his notes as Professor Leviathan's soothing voice lectures them on the importance of a proper alibi. "If it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, looks like a duck, but it has an airtight alibi, it is...?"
"Not a duck," the auditorium echoes back to the professor, who nods, looking satisfied with the class's response. "So, then! The first step to alibi making is...? Miss Velvette, perhaps you'd like to answer this one for us?"
The girl sitting beside Vox shoots up in her seat, looking as if she'd just fallen asleep and was awoken by the professor's question. "Uh... the..."
After a moment of silence and stuttering, Vox takes pity on the girl, sliding Velvette over a slide of paper that she squints at before reading. "Make sure you're in a different place from the crime?"
"And how would I do that?"
"I... uh. Use an accomplice...?" Velvette stutters.
Professor Leviathan shakes his head, looking disappointed. "Not quite. One thing you will have to learn at Hazbin's is that you should never rely on any other person to carry your deed out for you. No hiring accomplices- after all, paid personnel's loyalty is shaky and they have no honor code preventing them from taking you to the police- and absolutely no committing crimes as lovers, unless you can guarantee that neither of you will be snitching. Would anyone else like to take a try?"
Vox raises his hand hesitantly. "Move the crime scene or otherwise obscure the culprit?"
Professor Leviathan snaps his fingers, "Yes! Absolutely. One of the best ways to make yourself an iron clad alibi is, if the pope is shot in the church at midnight, make sure that you are seen halfway across town in the bar at midnight; so drunk that you cannot even leave until your wife comes to pick you up at two- and no one will suspect you, even if he was actually killed right outside the pub and moved to the church instead. By moving the crime scene, you can make yourself an ironclad alibi. Obscuring the identity of the perpetrator and making it someone who couldn't possibly be you also works splendidly. After all, if the police believe the murderer to be a six foot tall adult man, then the actual perpetrator, a four foot tall young woman, would be able to pass by completely unnoticed. Thank you for that input, Vox. Now, onto the actual creation of such an alibi..."
When class ends, Vox is the first to leave his seat and head for the door, intending on leaving and getting to Track with Professor Satan as quick as possible when someone stops him in his tracks with a firm grip on his shoulder.
"Hey. Vox Vanhal, right?"
"That would be me, yes," Vox turns to face the person he's talking to, only to be met with the young woman that Professor Leviathan had called out in class earlier. "You were... Velvette?"
"Yep, that's me," the chipper young woman responds. "Listen, I know you don't know me at all, but I really need to get through this school year. Like- look, okay, I'm in a little bit over my head right now. I still want to go here and do what everyone here does, of course, I'd love to just go and plunge a damn butcher's knife into my cunt of an ex-friend's neck, but... well, you saw how I did back in class- look, what I'm trying to get at is I need someone to help me. And you're like, Leviathan's star student. So- I don't care what I have to do, I'll-"
Vox holds up a hand to stop her.
"I don't need you to do anything for me, unless you've got any tips on how to kill my boss and make him suffer during it. But I'll help you with whatever you need to study during your courses. Just..." He pauses, taking a moment to think out what he's about to ask. "Could you teach me how you did your makeup on your own?"
Velvette blinks, clearly not expecting that response. She laughs, a shrill, sharp bark and grabs his hand to shake it firmly. "Yeah, 'course I can. So, do we have a deal?"
"We do," Vox smiles. "Pleased to make your acquaintance."
#it would probably have made more sense for val to be the mean boss but i couldnt make myself go there#valvox friendship is still so dear and true to my heart im sorry villain val enthusiasts i couldnt do it#sorry andrealphus im sure youre not as bad a guy as im making you (i still have not watched hb)#there's not really much radiostatic in this installment sorgy#but on the brightside: i get to write vox and hes batshit insane and only keeping it together by the flys of his pants soo#Oh right. final thing to address voxs inner dialogue is VERY different from how he speaks proper bc hes used to covering up his feelings on#screen already so its really just like playing the role with everyone around him. but yeah he curses a lot and speaks german quite a bit#vals the only one (So Far) who he actually lets the mask down around and the relationship they have is soooorta weird cause vals gay but in#the way where he doesnt see vox as a 'real man' even tho he accepts and affirms his gender. so yeahhh thats complicated but it is the 50s#they do love each other but its not romantic. its like a qpr except one of them (val) sees it more as a lavender marriage#radiostatic#hazbin hotel#chai writes#ran rambles#EDIT FUCK I FORGOT TO TAG IT#the hazbin institution for homicide practitioners
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omg cc!BBH said his character is “canonically oblivious” to romantic situations and alluded that q!Bad could be arospec LETS GOOO
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Cyberverse Grimlock
#maccadam#transformers#poll#smash or pass#cyberverse#grimlock#i was SO skeptical of him on my first watch. i did NOT trust that man he seemed like a smug rich asshole#and then he proved himself as a Man of the People and a fucking comrade.#he just also happens to like cocaine and upscale parties and you know what? i respect that.#he said 'yes i AM stupid on purpose thank you very much'#hes so funny i wanna smack him with a hammer#also he and arcee are qpr together sorry i dint make the rules. theyre supreme besties and love each other so so much#they literally fought over who gets to die to save the other. i love they
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Sanders (A)Sides headcanons because I can
Asexual & aromatic Remus (He sees sex and romance as a joke) and Demiromantic & demisexual (looking for his special someone) Roman my beloveds
Virgil is a touch averse ace and Patton’s love language is touch
Logan and Remus hang out once a week. They aren’t friends but they bonded over their shared love for science. Remus likes the weird stuff and Logan is just happy to have someone to talk to.
Janus and Logan are also close. Again, they aren’t friends but they talk shit with each other. (Cough cough alcoholism)
Logan watches/listens to fanfics and fan edits. It’s how he found lots of the songs he likes. He has an affinity for songs with meanings behind them (cough cough vent songs)
contrary to popular belief, Virgil’s playlist is a hot mix of different genres and songs. He has some fast paced and/or nightcore songs just because. He also has pop songs, but they’re usually vent songs with heavy meanings. I kinda like the idea of him liking hyperpop ironically at first but slowly starting to like it. The first hyperpop song he heard was sugar crash. Logan introduced him to ajr, he loves it now.
Patton has much stronger emotional responses than the others. He also has a higher emotional intelligence than the others.
Pat’s shit at cooking but he can bake really well. No one knows why.
Remus flirts with the others as his way of completing them. ie. ‘that shirt would look better on my bedroom floor’ as a way of complementing their shirt.
Roman makes lots of gay jokes
Janus sleep talks. Curiously, he only says the truth.
Oh and Janus and Remus have a QPR (queer platonic relationship)
I'll write more later, but I'm tired.
Headcanons Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
#sanders sides#idk what im doing#gay#headcanon#logan sanders#remus sanders#roman sanders#virgil sanders#janus sanders#patton sanders#i love them#thomas sanders#aroace#aromantic#asexual#demiromantic#demisexual#qpr pride#qpr#idk man#touch aversion#love langauges
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i've been informed that at least one person and Possibly a couple other friends are picking up toh after putting up with a full year of my relentless niche AU blogging, to which i will say: one half of the mindscape trauma pals isn't introduced til s2, so you'll have a little while before anything sounds Super familiar. you DO get luz being a forever icon for super annoying autistic children right from the getgo tho.
also if your main knowledge of hunter comes from my princess AU shitposting, then. your experience of Actually Meeting Him is going to be.... UNBELIEVABLY funny.
#do i constantly post about him and luz as codependent loving soulmate qprs?? yes#does he gleefully blackmail and repeatedly threaten to torture-murder her?? Maybe So#duality of man. have fun with the show it's very funny and sometimes very earnest and horrific#they're perfect. both of them. you must understand.#i am so sleepy. they are perfect.#toh#horrible mindscape trauma pals
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Part 5 ( find part 1, part 2, part 3 , and part 4 here )
Two weeks went by before Oswald saw Ed again. He came to visit him. A horrible disguise and an even more horrible British accent but it brought a laugh out of Oswald.
“ You should grow a beard,” Oswald said between chuckles, “ It suits you.”
Edward blushed at the compliment, and Oswald’s tummy galloped.
“ You’re not curious.” Ed stated out of the blue.
“ Well, now I am.”
“ You never asked me how I did it. How I betrayed you.”
“ I could assume.”
“ but assumptions aren’t facts.”
“ They suffice, besides you’d tell me. You’re dying to tell me.”
“ I won’t. “
“ well then.”
Oswald sat back in his chair, looking at Ed fidgeting and coming undone. He counted down the seconds before Ed spoke up again.
“ I don’t understand how you can’t be curious. Doesn’t it eat you up? If you could know the key to the world you’d be able to rule it.”
“ Edward Nygma, you’d cut off your own limb to feed your curiosity.”
“ You wouldn’t?”
Oswald nodded at his right mangled leg,” I’ve broken one because of knowledge. You know what kind of knowledge? I wanted to know what some rich kid from upstate’s text book was about.”
“ what was it about, the textbook?”
“ Never knew, but the kid grew up to ask for money in the alleyways of the narrows while I can have all the books I want. “
“ and of course, you did that.”
“ I hold my grudges, but you’re the anomaly.”
Ed turned his head to the side at the statement, eyebrows pinching and mouth thinning.
Oswald leaned forward, watching every jolt and micro-expression. This was far more satisfying than knowledge,” it eats you up doesn’t it? If you can trust me or not. What the rich kid’s textbook was about. Curiosity is… torture.”
“ I’ll find out what the textbook was about, and I’ll grow to understand you.”
“ I know you will.”
Then, when Oswald thought Ed would tell him how betrayed him, Ed said something else, “I changed, Oswald. Unfurled. Reborn. Stronger. More aware of my potential. I can no longer be your shadow. “
“ I understand,” Oswald nodded, “ but your methods they’re… chaotic… reckless and flashy.”
“ They don’t align with yours.”
Oswald took a deep breath, “ you must know, if I had to, I’d tear you apart and build my empire on your ruins.”
Ed, the sick bastard, smiled, “ and if you had to, I’d claw my way out of the soil and rip everything apart.”
It was alarming, but… pleasant to know there was someone Oswald can be honest with. Someone that can be honest with him.
He had to ask, “ and where does that leave us?”
Edward thought for a minute before he said,” sometimes allies, sometimes foes. More than friends. We hold love for each other, but we’re not lovers. That word confines us. So what are we?”
“ Is this a poem?”
“ It’s a riddle. I was hoping you’d have an answer to that.”
Oswald pondered on it for a moment before he said,” partners, in a way.”
“ In a way.”
The next day, Oswald found an old tattered science textbook under his pillow, and the week after, Ed told him about his betrayals. Three days later, Ed snuck him out for a night on a ferry where they exchanged their first true kiss.
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