#qpr: the stars are beautiful tonight

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Note: -This video’s embed may randomly not display at times, Showing like it’s “down”, but it’s not at this time! {It usually happens late at night[s] or seemingly when Tumblr and/or Vimeo is experiencing very high traffic} If that happens, please consider watching the Direct link here!

By the way, this AMV was indirectly inspired by this one: {AKA Many Thanks to this AMV for introducing YOUNG me to the song at All}: I decided both my OTHER Favs Needed This AMV Too

(I searched for it again on AnimeMusicVideos.org, but the only one I found for FMWS specifically had a dead indirect link; it might be the same one, but the author left their credit at end of AMV.) {As it is, it's extremely old; most old links are likely dead/purged by now.}

(So if that AMV maker is somehow out there somewhere, I hope they know they inspired a now also 10+ yrs old Mankin version between two introduced-as-guy characters and that it still fits those two EQUALLY as Well, because it's a genuinely lovely song that relates regardless of genders!)

{Shaman King} ~ Yoh Asakura & (Aspec!/Demiromantic Queer!) Manta Oyamada + "At the Beginning" {+{Minimal} Anna as Support) (near very End)}

By Me {Do Not Reproduce/Re-upload my AMVs/Video Edits Without my Permission Under Any Circumstances} Music (C) D o n n a L e w i s & R i c h a r d M a r x A N A S T A S I A (C) FOX/D O N B L U T H

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[starcats1219]

Intrulogical Week: Day 2 (Science/Art)

For @intrulogicalweek2021

Art of the Heart

Ao3 || 1276 words || qpr intrulogical

Summary: Remus loved to create. Logan did not. Remus shows Logan how much he loves his creativity.

Warnings: swearing

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Remus’ favourite thing to do was create.

No matter what it was. Paintings, sculptures, stories, pictures, creatures, whatever it was, Remus enjoyed it. Of course, Roman loved all those things as well, further cementing how similar the two were. But neither of them enjoyed thinking about that. 

Logan's least favourite thing to do was create. 

His area of expertise was things that were known. Things that were facts. He could tell you the history of a specific art form, tell you techniques that helped improve it, but every time he attempted to create any sort of art, it always came out looking...wrong. Not wrong in the way Remus' were, where something was just off enough that you could tell, but not enough to tell what it was. His creations were just objectively bad.

Remus didn't think that at all about his partner's art, but he wasn't sure how to get him to believe that. So, he made a plan.

During each of their weekly hangouts as a duo, they would take turns picking an activity for them both to do. Previous activities ranged from stargazing, to making explosives, to playing video games together. This week was Remus' turn, and he intended to use it well.

Right at 7pm on the dot, Remus heard a knock on his door. Opening it, he was greeted by the sight of his partner, smiling softly at him.

"Salutations, Rem."

"Oh get in here, you nerd."

After Logan stepped in the room, Remus immediately shut the door and spun around to face him.

“Ready for tonight, Lo?”

“Of course. What is it you have chosen for tonight?”

Remus gave him a sly smile. “You’ll see.”

With a snap, the two were transferred from Remus’ room to what looked like an art studio. It was messy, supplies crowding tables and floor alike, canvases leaning anywhere there was room. The walls were covered in murals and graffiti, forming beautiful but haunting images that were not easily forgotten. Finally, in the center of the room: two untouched easels and canvases, back to back from each other, and paints and brushes on the accompanying tables. Logan stared at the room in poorly disguised awe, as Remus bounced excitedly next to him.

“Remus this is...satisfactory.”

“Come on, nerdy wolverine! This place is pretty fucking cool, and we both know it!”

“...alright. It is, as you put it, ‘pretty fucking cool’.”

“Aw, I knew you loved me!”

“...I can not argue with those facts.”

After clearing his throat for a moment, Logan continued.

“Now, what exactly are we doing here?”

“Oh, right, I nearly forgot. Whoopsie!”

Remus dragged his partner over to the blank canvases, smiling broadly. 

“Tonight, we’re gonna paint for each other! Whatever you want, no limits, just pure creating. Whaddya think?” He waited, anticipating Logan’s answer.

After a moment of hesitation, he nodded, and Remus sighed with relief. 

“Well, get to work!” 

And so, they began.

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After a couple hours, Remus stepped back from his canvas. He had worked hard on this piece. Sure, it wasn’t one of his more...extravagant pieces, but it was for Logan, and he knew Logan would appreciate it.

On the canvas, a galaxy stared back at him. Blues and blacks and purples all swirled together to create space, while planets and stars were added with their bright colours of rock and gas. He had tried to keep everything as accurate as possible for Logan’s sake-he had been the one to teach him about space after all-but he allowed himself some creative liberties. After examining his creation for a moment, he snapped his fingers. There was still one tiny touch he needed to add. He flourished his hands dramatically, and sat back to watch the magic happen.

Slowly, the paint began to move on its own, swirling together, creating an almost glittery sort of look. The stars seemed to actually shine, the planets seemed to actually rotate around themselves, the colours changing slightly as they moved. The painting felt alive, as if it was a living, breathing, thing. Remus had always been good at adding little touches like this to his work.

He glanced over at his partner, seeing him still working. Feeling eyes on him, Logan looked up, meeting Remus’ eyes.

“Have you already finished, Rem?”

“Yep! How about you?”

Logan looked down at his painting for a minute. “I’m afraid I have not completed it yet, apologies.”

“No problem! I’ve had tons of practice, so it makes sense for me to finish first.”

“Correct. May I see what you've done?"

"Of course, Lo!"

He walked over and gasped in surprise when he saw the painting.

"Oh my, that is...satisfactory, Remus."

"Aww, I love you too, Lo!"

Logan blushed slightly, and Remus' grin grew. 

"Hey nerd, can I see yours? Even if it's not done?"

"Of course, Re, though I'd have to warn you it isn't very good. Especially compared to something as magnificent as this. Objectively speaking, of course."

"Hey, I'm sure it's amazing. After all, you made it."

Remus walked around to Logans canvas and stared.

The painting was of an octopus. It was relatively simple, orange with bulging yellow eyes. Its tentacles floated around it, the suctions attached. A blue background of the deep sea was behind it, as the octopi rested on the seafloor. Remus noticed small things immediately, how it lacked the level of depth that his own did, or how the colours weren’t blended as perfectly as they could be. 

He loved it.

“Lo! You never told me you were an artist!” He gasped dramatically. Sure, he was being a little over the top, but come on, he was creativity for drawing’s sake!

Logan adjusted his glasses as he spoke coldly, “There is no need to patronize me, Remus.” 

Remus deflated a bit. He didn’t want his partner to think he was mocking him. He quickly reassured him.

“No Lo, I love it. Really.” He smiled, but Logan didn’t smile back.

“Remus, really. I mean, look at what you’ve done! It’s magnificent! And mine is...painfully mediocre.” He continued to look forward, but his posture sagged slightly, letting Remus know how upset he really was.

“Lo, it’s perfect because you made it. I, frankly, don’t give a damn about the technique or accuracy or anything else. All that matters is that you, my delightful dork, created this, and that’s enough to make me love it.”

“I...thank you, Remus,” Logan adjusted his glasses again, voice wobbling slightly. Remus chose not to comment on that, “that means a lot.”

“Oh, come here you nerd.”

~

Remus’ favourite thing to do was create.

No matter what it was. Paintings, sculptures, stories, pictures, creatures, whatever it was, Remus enjoyed it. But, his absolute favourite thing to do was create with Logan.

Logan's least favourite thing to do was create. 

His area of expertise was things that were known. Things that were facts. He could tell you the history of a specific art form, tell you techniques that helped improve it, but every time he attempted to create any sort of art, it always came out looking...wrong. But, when he and Remus went to their studio, making art for one another of all different kinds, he began to not find his art so awful all the time. Remus helped change his perspective on it, and made him begin to enjoy it. 

“Maybe,” he would say one day to his partner as they sat in the studio, mirroring their positions of their first time there, painting for one another, “maybe art isn’t so bad. When it’s with you, at least.”

And Remus would smile.

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The Thing About Guardian Angels~ Chapter 2

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Since I’ve decided that Logan is God in this au, I’m making it intrulogical (but in a QPR). How did they get together? I guess we’ll never know, or maybe we will. I might write a one shot about it, but don’t expect anything.

Virgil is just happy to see Patton and Patton is happy to see him. The humans are confused. Some other things happen and- well, you’ll see.. :)

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Virgil had managed to convince Janus early on in the whole thing that he was one of those cats that needed daily walks, like dogs. With a bit of magic, he was able to get out of the harness easily, which was a crucial element to his and Patton’s plan. As the tall human readied the harness, Virgil sent a quick message to his wonderful significant other “soon” He said, as ominously as he could, earning a giggle from Patton.

“C’mon Virgil, you gonna co-operate today? Hmm?” Janus baby-talked, fastening the harness and the leash and leading Virgil towards the door, to which the angel happily complied, wanting to see Patton again. Janus was evidently confused at the compliance, not used to Virgil doing what he was supposed to.

“okaay... then...?” He spoke, seemingly to himself, leading Virgil towards the door. The black cat ran towards the outside, meowing impatiently at the human. 

As Janus started walking towards a large field, Virgil readied himself to see his boyfriend and lead their humans together. Once they got to a spot that he knew Patton would be able to get to with Roman following, Virgil messaged Patton with one word; “Now” and slipping out of his harness and running to a spot that only a cat or two could fit into, and waited

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Patton was waiting for the signal, waiting for that crucial moment that meant he could see Virgil again. Oh, and help the humans, I guess, but mostly the Virgil thing. He heard the signal and immediately ran out of the house, making sure Roman was following, though not close enough to stop him. 

He ran towards the black cat excitedly before shouting Virgil’s name (after making sure he was, in fact, speaking cat and not human. He had made that mistake before..)  “VIRGIL!!! I’m so happy to see you! Look! Our plan worked!! See they’re talking to each other!! We should probably get out of here, but then our humans might leave and then we won’t see each other, but oh my goodness the plan worked!! Look look look look!!” Patton rambled excitedly, starting to cuddle against his boyfriend, who just chuckled.

“Yes, Patton, the plan’s working, now lets listen to what they’re saying, so we can determine whether we need to get Remus to help, or if we can do it from here” Virgil laughed also cuddling into Patton in return whilst the humans talked

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Janus sighed, trying to coax Virgil out from under the wall, when a fluffy white cat ran up and also went under the wall. Well that probably wouldn’t be good, Virgil was known to fight everyone, human or cat alike. A good looking man ran up behind the fluffy cat. “Excuse me, my cat just ran under there, can you help?” He asked Janus

“I’m sorry, but I’ve been trying to get my own cat out from under there for the past two minutes” He stared apologetically at the stranger “What’s your name? I’m Janus, and my cat is named Virgil” He held out his hand in greeting, feeling like he should talk to this guy more

“Oh, I’m Roman, and, uh, my cat is, um, my cat is Patton” He said, obviously distracted by something on Janus’ face. ‘Your scars’ his mind taunted ‘he’s looking at your scars’ The tall man decided to ignore the staring, he might not have been staring at the scars after all, and instead crouched down to try see the cats.

Well that was new.. Why was Virgil cuddling with this new cat? Virgil hated physical affection... and other cats..

“Can you see them? Janus, was it? Anyway can you see Patton? Is he okay??” Roman asked, voice laced with concern for his pet cat

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“Both of our cats seem to be cuddling.. I half expected them to get in a fight, Virgil doesn’t tend to enjoy the company of other cats.. or humans, even”

“Oh, so you just knew that your cat was aggressive, and didn’t tell me? What would’ve happened if it didn’t end well?” Roman asked accusingly, causing Janus to sigh. Roman couldn’t help but become entranced by his eyes once again. The light brown, swirled with yellow, making them look gold when the sun hit them right, he almost forgot his anger from the beauty of it. Unfortunately, Janus seemed to think he was staring at something else

“Hey, can you not stare at my scars? I get it, they’re ugly, but you don’t have to stare at them. Or didn’t your mother ever tell you not to be rude?” He snapped, those beautiful eyes now glaring intently, that golden hue now intimidating instead of entrancing, the gorgeous browns now focused entirely on him, though not in the way he would’ve wished.

“I didn’t- I wasn’t-” He stammered, only to get cut off

“Save it, I don’t want to listen to bullshit excuses. I’m only here for my cat, and then I’m leaving, okay?” Janus reached under the wall and not-so-gently pulled Virgil out, ignoring the frantic meowing coming from both cats at the action. 

Roman could swear he could see blood on Janus’ arm from the cat’s claws, and he hated everything. He hated how easy he fell in love, he hated how bad he was at communicating, he hated that he snapped first, he hated that he would probably never see this guy again, and the only memory he would have was messing everything up. He hated himself.

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Virgil was harshly pulled from his cuddles with Patton. A quick thought reading of both humans revealed what went wrong. It was all a big misunderstanding that was caused by the plan he created. He was really bad at this. He heard Patton’s voice “Well that could’ve gone better..” he sounded near tears, and Virgil could understand why; this was both of their first missions. Logan had finally trusted them enough to give them a mission, and they were screwing it all up. They had been friends with Logan for two centuries, but they still needed to be good enough to be given humans to care for, and Virgil wondered if he really was good enough. 

At the moment, it really didn’t seem like it. Patton seemingly noticed his mood and tried to cheer him up “hey, it’s not over yet. We can see Remus whilst he’s asleep, and ask him to help us. He keeps saying that he’ll help if it’s to do with his brother, and this is definitely to do with Roman, right? So we have the back up plan remember?”

Virgil took a shaky breath (he found it really weird to breathe, why was it so hard?) and agreed “O-okay, we’ll see him tonight, if he even goes to sleep that is..”

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