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Let’s talk about the fabulous aromantics out there

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It’s funny how my longest most endearing friendships have started with an anonymous “hello,” and have last years.

How much we know about each other.

How little we could have in common, we still enjoy spending time together.

How, we can be talking either everyday, once a week or every once in a while, it’d still feel like we’re known each other since forever.

Meanwhile people I met in school, people I thought I will see their kids playing with mine when we grow older (just like in those Hollywood movies), forgot about me and hurted me so easily, it made me go numb.

Everyone tend to tell me I should go and find “real” friends, when these people I ramdomly met online are the ones that have always been there for me, no matter the time nor the distance. That’s why I’m always proud when asked where I met them because they’ve taught me the value of a simple “‘Sup?” message. I can’t be thankful enough for having met them... Jeez, so cheesy LMAO

online friends

“my friend the electrical engineer,” i say, or of someone else: “my friend the Canadian,” “my friend in Denver.” and i am down south, states and miles away.

“how did you meet?” they ask, puzzled by how far-flung my friendships. “the internet,” i say, a little proud, a little defensive because the next words are inevitable.

they always ask with a mix of amusement and horror. always. “have you met in person? no? how can you be sure it’s not an old pervert in his mother’s basement, a serial killer on the prowl?”

how can we be sure of anyone? the man who married a pastor’s daughter, then shot his pregnant wife in the back of the head–they thought they knew him. but these anonymous souls: they’re my friends.

we talk of books and ideas, family and differences in where we live and why we do what we do, and trade stupid jokes like candy, sweet and inclusive and joyful. my friends. my soul friends, who i meet on the internet.

friendships are not born of handshakes. they’re born of shared things and shared interests and sometimes just because you’re human and i’m human, and that praise God is enough. even over the internet, that is enough.

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OK... so I’ve been struggling with my sexuality a lot throughout my adolescence years. I always felt some kind of attraction towards people, I’ve had pleeenty of those so-called platonic crushes over the years, but since most of those crushes I needed to hide from my family/friends/etc. and suppress from my own self because I knew that having some kind of attraction on someone that wasn’t under the cishet-male characteristics would had been another problem I didn’t want to deal with; I mean, my middle/high school years were hard enough while I was faking being cishet, so I knew for certain me expressing myself was only going to make it even harder. —I’d wished I did things different back then, but I had such internalized fear of being treated with “caution” and distaste, that I thought it was better for me to blend in. That’s why, for years, I swore it was just my closeted bisexuality the one that kept me from having a romantic/sexual relationship. That me being in the closet was the reason why I couldn't see myself in any sexual nor romantic scenario.

It wasn’t until a year ago or so that I finally had the courage to “step out” of the closet and came out as bisexual to my sister (who told me she suspected it for a while), and don’t get me wrong, it felt incredibly liberating, but somehow... I noticed I still wasn’t feeling any stronger attraction towards others. I mean, I would feel aesthetically, platonically attracted to people, and even fantasize about them or slightly get aroused at some points, but never to the extent of having the innate desire or attraction to actually pursue doing anything with them; I was more than fine by just looking at them or having them in my life.— Just like I’ve always felt, so “maybe,” I thought, “maybe, I came defective on that matter or,” I doubted, “what if I’m just faking it, confused, trying to seek some attention, just like most people told me I was doing so.”

I talked about this with the people I trust the most, and while my best friend swore I was indeed aroace, my mother told me it was only my lack of any experience in the subject , “you’ll change your mind once you fall in love.” Note: I was in a relationship at that time which ended after a couple of months because, even though they were perfect and I indeed liked them, I wasn’t feeling like everyone says it supposed to and felt like I was being unfair with them and their feelings. I couldn’t help but think something was wrong with me, but after doing a bit of research and a while of introspection, I came across with the bi-aroace community, and I finally found where I fully stand. I wasn’t the only one feeling that way, I wasn’t “broken.” It made me feel relieved, confident, so-like-myself; I don’t have the exact words to express it... it’s just great!!

I tried to find an official bi-aroace flag, but there’s none yet... so I wanted to propose(?) one which we, bi-aroaces, could show our pride with. It’s inspired by the general oriented aroace flag made by @biaroace and the proposed bi-aroace flag by @queer-coloured-glasses.

Meaning of the colours:

BLUE (#161639): I used the same hex colour code as @biaroace for our aroace-ness.

GREY (#5e5360): I decided to go for a mix of the greens [#a8d478 and #3aa63f] used in the aromantic flag and the purple [#810081] used in the asexual flag to show our affiliation with the wider aro-spec and ace-spec communities, including the aroaceflux spectrum (like mine.)

PURPLE (#9b4f96): I used the same hex colour code as in the bisexual flag for our attraction to both similar and different genders, a.k.a. our bi-ness.

WHITE: I decided to keep it instead of replacing it for the “bi-purple” to represent our wholeness and allosexual partners/allies.

TEAL GREEN (#36aea0): I kept this one the same colour code as in @biroace and @queer-coloured-glasses flags for our nonromantic/nonsexual attraction, like platonic, aesthetic, sensual, alterous, attachment, squish, queerplatonic, etc.— and nope, it doesn’t have anything to do with the fact that it’s my second favorite color nor that it fits perfectly LOL

Gosh, now that I re-read this post, I kinda vented a lot on this one. I apologize if it’s a lot to read, I wasn’t expecting it to be that long. Sorry about that 7n7r

Anyhoo... what do you guys think?

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HC: one day, Crowley and Aziraphale decided to stay home as it was raining outside. Aziraphale opened an old envelope of old pictures he had of Crowley and wondered.

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Falling into you - colored

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Flower for Anthony - chap 2

Chap 1

Series: Pray for us Icarus by @seaskystone

Illustration by me

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Flower for Anthony - series: Pray for us Icarus

Writen by @seaskystone

Comic by me

Chap 2

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Guess I need some dosis of Aziraphale urgently...

my friend tweeted this at me because i won’t stop talking about good omens so of course i had to get out my Fancy Voiceover Microphone and make this fake drug commercial……. saturday morning funtimes indeed 

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Me as a kid: Poison Ivy tried to kill those billionaires just because they wouldn’t protect the environment. What an evil lady.

Me today:

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how embarrassing

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HC: so, Crowley LOVES Queen.

And they'd give tickets to people who can re-create "I want to break free" video.

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The battle after Armageddon - part 6

Whatever happens, for good or for evil, we are beside you.

This has been great fun, making a short story about the End of the World. What Aziraphale say to Adam, and what he always know about God, is that fate has a funny way of putting people/angel/demon in situations no one wished for, but in the end wouldn't wish for it to be any other way.

Part 5

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The battle after Armageddon.

I pray this is not our last good bye, angel

part 2 here https://pinkpiggy93.tumblr.com/post/186860176827/the-battle-after-armageddon-part-2-aziraphale

Part 3 https://pinkpiggy93.tumblr.com/post/186890580192/the-battle-after-armageddon-part-3-i-know-you

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

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The Angel and the Demon among us - Part 1

Head canon: Aziraphale can hear people’s thoughts, especially when it’s overwhelming. It was an afternoon when Aziraphale met a troubled customer. So he does what an angel would do: bless her.

There will be more, this is only the beginning.

Part 2 https://pinkpiggy93.tumblr.com/post/187098331367/the-angel-and-the-demon-among-us-part-2-are-you

Part 5

Part 3

Part 4

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HC: Aziraphale is easily flustered in intimate moments, and when he does, his wings opens out of control (like how Lucifer wings just opens when he’s excited. Im talking about the Lucifer show on Netflix)

You guys have enough sweetness in this yet?