I Created A Pile Of Cats And Then I Colored The Pride Flags Into It. Idk, Enjoy. Don’t “steal”

one of the many versions of me

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when is comes to asexuality and aromanticism you have to be okay with contradiction. one ace person will say asexuality is about not experiencing attraction, another will say it’s about not caring to act on attraction, another will say it’s not experiencing arousal. one aromantic will consider themself queer, one won’t. two people with seemingly identical experiences will use two different labels. aro people will be in romantic relationships, ace people will have sex. you get it.

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Let’s boop a nightingale

We’ve booped each other a long time. We’ve been on this site for a long time. I mean, you and me. I could always boop on you. You could always boop on me. We’re a team, a group. Boop of the two of us. And we’ve spent our existence pretending that we aren’t booping. I mean, the last few years, not really. And I would like to boop… I mean if Gabriel and Beelzebub can do it, boop off together, then we can. Just the two of us. We don’t need Heaven, we don’t need Hell, they’re toxic. We need to boop away from them, just boop us. You and me, what do you say?

NEW ART! King(s) of (Broken) Hearts.

Oops, I accidentally made #AntiValentinesDay art

Just waiting for your angel to come back from heaven

grumpy crowley wants his snek tattoo back <3

Er... Metatron sharking in the background?

Is there already a karaoke fanfic of good omens?

I have decided that that is what is needed to fill my procrastination dive.

Something like:

They both do not want to be in the damp cellar with orange and pink flickering lights. Ugh. Their mutual friends have convinced them to come. Anathema has lured Crowley to be there. Crowley knew what she was doing but still could not resist a perfectly executed lure like that. So he slunk along. Newt simply asked Aziraphale, gently saying he would really like him to be there and slightly opening his eyes, knowing the angel would never say no. And carefully not answering when the angel asked if karaoke meant modern music.

Which is why they find themselves at 1am, slightly unsteady because of alcohol, on a stage meeting each others eyes for the first time.