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To all acespec knights, this week belongs to you! I want you to know that you deserve to take space, to be recognized, and you deserve to be seen. This week is the ideal time to remember that asexuality is a valid and wonderful part of our world - shout it loud and clear! And, above all, stay proud ⚔️💪
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Current Mood: Crying While Watching Blue’s Clues Pride Song
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Alright, it’s on, time to up the cuteness factor.
Anyway ~
@karaidemon ☺️
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For the record, they did not win this, that would be yours truly.
And Finally, The One I'm Most Surprised Made It Through Tiktok's Censorship:
@karaidemon 👀😁😈😋💜
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Do y’all see the DISRESPECT I have to deal with?
I Danced Today, It Was Fun:
This is gonna be a thread now because apparently I'm only allowed one video per post.
Also tagging @karaidemon because I'm evil 😈
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HE NEEDS MAGENTA!!!!!
Looks like it’s time for my bi-yearly contribution to this fandom 🎉
Meet Remus’ best friend.
His name is Princeton.
Remus thinks that name is just ridiculous, but he doesn’t want to call him Princey (because of… Reasons™).
So. He calls him Printy.
Remus is his only real friend and that’s purely because once Remus chooses a person it’s basically impossible to get rid of him (though not for lack of trying on Printy’s part).
Printy can be… a lot. He’s got a lot of rage, and that rage is tangled up in obsessive-compulsive tendencies. He’s very ritualistic, and very particular about certain things and needs everything to be just so before he’s comfortable doing various tasks.
He never does anything for free, so if you need a favor you have to first get him whatever item he’s currently fixated on (usually involving colors or patterns).
Remus claims to have seen him smile once, but no one believes him because “evil smirks don’t count”.
Talking to both of them at once can be stressful because they are both prone to outbursts so at any given moment you have to be ready for one of them to shout whatever crosses their mind.
He’s in a band called CMWhyK.
Alright back into the abyss I go. 🤘
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I! STILL! LIVE! IN! BIBLE BELT!!!!!!! I CANNOT RISK GAY PANIC IN THIS AREA, STOP IT!!!!!!
IMPORTANT UPDATE!!!
@fluidityandgiggles @dia-mond-universe @karaidemon @fanartfunart @din0g1rl @ani-tolaat-bli-toelet
I'm Still Hot Shit and experiencing vanity over it.
Featuring A Miraculous AU i made up specifically because of this look. Chat Stanbrina is my fave headcanon and when i realized she would kill this look i knew i had to do something with it.
@really-sleep-deprived-nerd @lizard-queen-izzy
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I was viciously attacked in private last night, now you’re gonna put me on main, how dare you.
Last night i accidentally put together the hottest look, so now y'all get some pics (+ a video that tiktok will probably not let me upload even after i appealed because knife):
@everynight-cainite @really-sleep-deprived-nerd @fluidityandgiggles @karaidemon @dia-mond-universe @din0g1rl @ani-tolaat-bli-toelet
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Warning
I had an appointment about my epilepsy and it didn’t end the way I wanted it to, so be ready for a spite fic about Annika and her epilepsy because yes, I am that petty about my brain not working properly.
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Kinda wanna make an Annika mood board, anyone got any tips on how?
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How To Carry Your Hippie Punk
How To Carry Your Hippie Punk: By Roman Stone (And Annika Archer)
Introduction
While a Hippie Punk can take many forms, this book is primarily on how to carry Hippie Punks that are small, short, petite-
Doesn’t petite imply both short and small?
CAN I AT LEAST GET THROUGH THE INTRODUCTION?!
If Logan would interrupt you, so will I.
Logan interrupts everyone, and more importantly, you’re not Logan. You’re my Lady in Ace-ing.
Exactly, and this book was inspired by me, so I get a say in it. You would want a say if I wrote a book on Steampunks.
......Valid point, darling. How about this, can I say what I want to say, and then you give your take on it? Both sides of the story, both of us are happy.
Hmmmm, okay. But I will be criticizing your writing, on Virgil’s orders.
Of course they found out about this. Well, this is as good an introduction as any, I guess. It shows your attitude anyways.
If you don’t get to the next part, I swear-
Valuable Reasons to Carry Your Hippie Punk
Your Hippie Punk could be carried for a myriad of reasons. In my own personal experience, I have found the most common reasons include comfort, transportation, injury, and punishment.
And kidnapping.
I was not kidnapping you, I was merely surprising you and helping you boost your confidence. And it clearly worked if you’re publicly criticizing my writing.
I am not criticizing your writing yet, I’m criticizing your willingness to leave out information. Also, you kidnapped me. You had me meet you at a primary location, then proceeded to grab me and take me to a secondary location. JJ Bittenbinder would be impressed I came back alive.
Who?
STREET SMARTS!
......This is another John Mulaney thing, isn’t it?
Virgil told me his routines were on Netflix, and I couldn’t sleep last night.
Stop listening to the Stormcloud. It’s hard enough to get you to sleep normally.
Look, I’m not sleeping either way, it’s either be distracted and entertained by Netflix or be haunted by my thoughts. Pick one.
.......Netflix. At least you’re resting, which could lead to sleep. But also, that’s another reason, TO GET YOUR HIPPIE PUNK TO BED!
HIPPIE PUNK REBELLION! SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK!
I can tell you’re tired, you’re normally not this crazy.
I’m always tired. What’s next?
Ways To Carry Your Hippie Punk
How you carry your hippie punk is incredibly important, especially WHY you’re carrying them. At no point do you ever want to accidentally hurt your hippie punk, they mean far too much to you, and you love them......Any thoughts, Annika?
.........No.
I love you too. Anyways, a basic way to carry them is what society would call bridal style. Which is a really stupid name. What if a bride wanted to carry her husband? What would you call it then?
Petition to rename it Comfort Carry?
I knew you were comforted by it.
Only in comparison to the other ways you carry me. My legs still fall asleep if you carry me like that for too long.
You mean fully asleep. You literally fell asleep once when I was carrying you.
What? When?
Last week. We were at that ice cream place, and it was super late.
Oh yea. I don’t remember a lot of that.
Because you finished your ice cream and then immediately fell asleep on Patton. It was actually funny, because Logan moved to grab your dish, and you just grabbed him and pulled him down by his tie. While still asleep, I might add. Oh, I wish I had been recording it, he let out this noise that’s really hard to describe, but it kinda sounded like if a reindeer got laryngitis. I picked you up so he could get back the composure he pretends to have.
Oh. I’ll apologize to him when I see him.
Don’t bother, we all laughed, he got over it. I think Patton got it on video, I’ll ask him about it. Anyways, it’s now the Comfort Carry. I highly recommend this method because your hippie punk will be adorable as they snuggle into you, especially with their hair falling in their beautiful face......why are you blushing?
I’m not good with compliments. Also, this is the part where you describe different ways to carry your hippie punk, not make your hippie punk redder than Sebastian the Lobster.
Fine, fine. The next way is to throw them over your shoulder. Be very careful with this position, especially if you’re wearing a jacket with spikes. It’s useful to slightly embarrass your hippie punk as punishment. Such as when she’s not eating.
Hippie punks are on every side of the gender spectrum, please fix the pronoun.
When THEY’RE not eating.
Thank you. I am here to look out for my fellow hippie punks, since they cannot be here to speak for themselves.
You sound like the Lorax.
I am the Annika, and I speak for the Hippie Punks. And I have a few things that I need to debunk. There’s more to the story than what’s on the page, for the Steampunk who wrote it lives on the stage. Actions speak louder than words, so I hear. So I have appeared to set the record clear.
And yet you still refuse to be in one of my plays. I didn’t know you did improv.
Eh. Unfortunately for you, it states in the Hippie Punk-Steampunk Treaty that Steampunks cannot carry Hippie Punks if it requires dropping them off at a stage for a performance.
.........Did Logan put that clause in?
He makes a really good lawyer at desperate times.
Of course........was that a compliment or an insult?
Logan would know, but he’s not here to defend himself, so who cares?
Be nice, Annika, that’s mean.
Now you sound like Patton- He wants a copy of this by the way.
I’ll think about it. What part of this book was I on?
Uh, ways to carry your hippie punk. We did the now correctly named Comfort Carry, and over the shoulder. With a warning on spiked jackets.
Oh, right. Anyways, the last way is to give them a piggy back ride. This is personally my favorite way because generally, you see your hippie punk at their happiest here. They like being with you, they like being close to you, and they trust you.....Any thoughts, Annika?
Summed the last one up perfectly. But we do probably need disclaimers.
Oh, shit, yea. Um, to all the Steampunks who follow this book, don’t take it word for word. You know your Hippie Punk better than I do, so talk with them, and be careful when picking them up. Like I said earlier, they mean far too much to you.....even if it is an accident, don’t hurt them, physically or emotionally.
And to all my Hippie Punks out there, while it can be comforting most of the time, speak up if you’re uncomfortable. You do have to trust your Steampunk to not drop you, but you also have the right to say ‘PUT ME THE FUCK DOWN’ when you want. And the Steampunks better do so, if they don’t, stab them with their own spikes.
As a Steampunk, I approve of that last message. Don’t be assholes to your Hippie Punks.
Hmmmm.....yea.
I think your late night Netflix binging is catching up to you. Let’s go take a nap, okay, darling?
I’m too tired to walk.
Well, that’s the point of this book. To all my Steampunks out there, happy carrying!
And to all my Hippie Punks, be lazy as fuck. It’s the benefit to being carried at random.
Yep, that’s the benefit. The only benefit.
.........I love you, Roman. Even if you throw me over your shoulder way too much.
I love you too, Annika.........hey, is this thing still on-
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AN: This started as a genuine dumb book Roman would have written and then narrated (hence the last line), but it somehow turned into ‘Annika basically hijacked the recording and just completely derailed it and Roman loves Annika too much to do anything about it’. So yea. Enjoy this random thing that popped in my head.
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Random Annika Fact
She’s a Plant Queer. It does not matter if she has 600 houseplants, she will forever love another one. It does not matter what plant it is. The quickest way into her heart is to give her a plant.
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I had a dream that the king and the queen of a small country had a daughter. They needed a son, a first-born son, so in secret, without telling anyone of their child’s gender, they travelled to the nearby woods that were rumoured to house a witch.
They made a deal with that witch. They wanted a son, and they got one. A son, one made out of clay and wood, flexible enough to grow but sturdy enough to withstand its destined path, enchanted to look like a human child. The witch asked for only one thing, and that was for their daughter.
They left the girl readily.
The witch raised her as her own, and called her Thyme. The princess grew up unknowing of her heritage, grew up calling the witch Mama, and the witch did her very best to earn that title.
She was taught magic, and how to forage in the woods, how to build sturdy wooden structures and how to make the most delicious stews. The girl had a good life, and the witch was pleased.
The girl grew into a woman, and learned more and more powerful magics, grew stronger from hauling wood and stones and animals to cook, grew smarter as the witch taught her more.
She learned to deal with the people in the villages nearby, learned how to brew remedies and medicines and how to treat illness and injury, and learned how to tell when someone was lying.
Every time the pair went into town, the people would remark at just how similar Thyme was to her mother.
(Thyme does not know who and what she is. She does not know that she was born a princess, that she was sold. She only knows that one night after her mother read her a story about princesses and dragons, her mother had asked her if she ever wanted to be a princess.)
((Thyme only knows that she very quickly answered no. She likes being a witch, thank you very much, she likes the power that comes with it and the way that she can look at things and know their true nature.))
The witch starts preparing the ritual early, starts collecting the necessities in the winter so they can be ready by the fall equinox. Her daughter helps, and does not ask what this is for, just knows that it is important.
The witch looks at Thyme, both their hands raised into the air over a complicated array of plants, tended carefully to grow into a circle, and says, sorry.
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Y’all don’t UNDERSTAND, I want a full universe, I want Patton having silly fun because the dancing is nice and pretty, I want Roman looking good and knowing it and using it to his advantage, I want Virgil using dance as a way to cope with his anxiety, I WANT JANUS LYING ABOUT NOT BEING A BURLESQUE DANCER AND IT BEING HIS DARK SECRET, and I want Logan being fucking in charge of all of them because he truly runs this bitch better than everyone in his pencil skirt.
I am very upset, there is nothing about the Sides being burlesque dancers, I wanna see Roman in a sparkly outfit, and Patton having fun, and Logan just running this bitch, who can I pay to make this happen.
#i was not kidding about paying people#ANY ARTISTS OUT THERE#I WILL PAY YOU#PLEASE#I SERIOUSLY WANT THIS
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