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Me and the mutuals filling eachothers dashboards w the exact same posts we've reblogged from one another

Asexuals who still enjoy sex are just as valid as sex repulsed or sex indifferent asexuals

Aromantic folks who still crave romance are just as valid as romance repulsed or romance indifferent aros

Aroace folks who want to be with people outside of being friends are equally as valid as aroace folks who do not want to be in a relationship with anyone

Alloaros and alloaces are just as valid as aroace folks and we should not be excluding them from the aspec community

Agender people are part of the aspec community and we should not neglect agender folks in favor of acespec/arospec folks

Stay proud, fellow Pride Knights!

Belle rolled her eyes and put her headphones on, looking at the window shade. She glanced at her girlfriend violet, who was staring at the ceiling while in the middle seat. Belle looked down further to her mom and dad, who were peacefully sleeping across the aisle. Belle gently tapped her girlfriend on her shoulder, and took off both their headphones.

“Vio, babe. Wanna look at the window?” Belle asked quietly with a mischievous grin.

“They just said it was prohibited. So, yeah!” Violet responded quickly and quietly. Belle looked for any workers, but they were all in the front, so it was clear to do so. She looked at the window shade, quickly checked again for anybody else and slowly drew up the shade.

“Oh he’s just gorgeous..” She whispers happily.

“What?! Look at it!” Violet remarked.

What was beyond that window, you ask, dear reader?

A storm. A cloudy, smoky, odd green storm. A thunderstorm, without the thunder. It was a sickly green, mixing with the black to create a muddy shade. In the eye of the storm.. was, rather oddly, an eye.

Dare say, an Angel. It wasn’t all to pleased on being seen.

Belle quickly shut the window as she heard footsteps coming to the back of the plane. She rested her head on Violet’s shoulder as a worker frantically passed by.

“Oh, who opened the window shade? Oh no no no.” He was muttering as passed by, in a state of panic. Belle perked up once he left, and looked out the window once more. This time, the Angel was pressed against the window, a psychotic grin on its face. Now that Belle thought about it, maybe it was a demon. It had a pale, ashy complexion, and skin that seemed to be leather. Long black horns rose from all over its head, and fangs poked out from its smile. It had long bony fingers, with yellowed nails that looked so dirty it could make one puke. Violet quickly shut the shades as the worker passed by, still panicking. Both the girls were starting to get nervous now. That’s when the plane rattled. An unearthly howl disturbed the comfortable silence on the plane.

Violet grabbed Belle’s hand and pecked her on the cheek. “I love you but I think you just got us killed.” She whispered.

“Attention passengers, this is your pilot speaking. Opening your flight window shades is now prohibited until further notice. The airline is not liable for any psychological distress experienced from viewing outside.“

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still trying to figure out how i wanna draw argos

some head cannons

-most of the skies in the void are pitch-black both day and night, with very few having more "traditional" skies in them, but even then the skies don't follow the same logic our skies do

-Argos is semi well-known in most voids due to the various jobs he takes up, but mainly because he works for the welcoming committee

-Argos is considered creepy by both human and void resident standards

-Mr. Plant grew up in the void equivalent of the foster care system

-the petals on Mr plant's head curl up whenever he sleeps, and occasionally wilt and re-grow like regular flowers

HES LEARNING

The most confused we ever get is when we’re trying to convince our heads of something our heart knows is a lie.

Karen Marie Moning