#Tutu Tuesday

[tutuandscoot]

Goddess T!!

[nameincoming]

photo study of myself on 2/2/22

[inkskinned]

the thing about art is that it was always supposed to be about us, about the human-ness of us, the impossible and beautiful reality that we (for centuries) have stood still, transfixed by music. that we can close our eyes and cry about the same book passage; the events of which aren't real and never happened. theatre in shakespeare's time was as real as it is now; we all laugh at the same cue (pursued by bear), separated hundreds of years apart.

three years ago my housemates were jamming outdoors, just messing around with their instruments, mostly just making noise. our neighbors - shy, cautious, a little sheepish - sat down and started playing. i don't really know how it happened; i was somehow in charge of dancing, barefoot and laughing - but i looked up, and our yard was full of people. kids stacked on the shoulders of parents. old couples holding hands. someone had brought sidewalk chalk; our front walk became a riot of color. someone ran in with a flute and played the most astounding solo i've ever heard in my life, upright and wiggling, skipping as she did so. she only paused because the violin player was kicking his heels up and she was laughing too hard to continue.

two weeks ago my friend and i met in the basement of her apartment complex so she could work out a piece of choreography. we have a language barrier - i'm not as good at ASL as i'd like to be (i'm still learning!) so we communicate mostly through the notes app and this strange secret language of dancers - we have the same movement vocabulary. the two of us cracking jokes at each other, giggling. there were kids in the basement too, who had been playing soccer until we took up the far corner of the room. one by one they made their slow way over like feral cats - they laid down, belly-flat against the floor, just watching. my friend and i were not in tutus - we were in slouchy shirts and leggings and socks. nothing fancy. but when i asked the kids would you like to dance too? they were immediately on their feet and spinning. i love when people dance with abandon, the wild and leggy fervor of childhood. i think it is gorgeous.

their adults showed up eventually, and a few of them said hey, let's not bother the nice ladies. but they weren't bothering us, they were just having fun - so. a few of the adults started dancing awkwardly along, and then most of the adults. someone brought down a better sound system. someone opened a watermelon and started handing out slices. it was 8 PM on a tuesday and nothing about that day was particularly special; we might as well party.

one time i hosted a free "paint along party" and about 20 adults worked quietly while i taught them how to paint nessie. one time i taught community dance classes and so many people showed up we had to move the whole thing outside. we used chairs and coatracks to balance. one time i showed up to a random band playing in a random location, and the whole thing got packed so quickly we had to open every door and window in the place.

i don't think i can tell you how much people want to be making art and engaging with art. they want to, desperately. so many people would be stunning artists, but they are lied to and told from a very young age that art only matters if it is planned, purposeful, beautiful. that if you have an idea, you need to be able to express it perfectly. this is not true. you don't get only 1 chance to communicate. you can spend a lifetime trying to display exactly 1 thing you can never quite language. you can just express the "!!??!!!"-ing-ness of being alive; that is something none of us really have a full grasp on creating. and even when we can't make what we want - god, it feels fucking good to try. and even just enjoying other artists - art inherently rewards the act of participating.

i wasn't raised wealthy. whenever i make a post about art, someone inevitably says something along the lines of well some of us aren't that lucky. i am not lucky; i am dedicated. i have a chronic condition, my hands are constantly in pain. i am not neurotypical, nor was i raised safe. i worked 5-7 jobs while some of these memories happened. i chose art because it mattered to me more than anything on this fucking planet - i would work 80 hours a week just so i could afford to write in 3 of them.

and i am still telling you - if you are called to make art, you are called to the part of you that is human. you do not have to be good at it. you do not have to have enormous amounts of privilege. you can just... give yourself permission. you can just say i'm going to make something now and then - go out and make it. raquel it won't be good though that is okay, i don't make good things every time either. besides. who decides what good even is?

you weren't called to make something because you wanted it to be good, you were called to make something because it is a basic instinct. you were taught to judge its worth and over-value perfection. you are doing something impossible. a god's ability: from nothing springs creation.

a few months ago i found a piece of sidewalk chalk and started drawing. within an hour i had somehow collected a small classroom of young children. their adults often brought their own chalk. i looked up and about fifteen families had joined me from around the block. we drew scrangly unicorns and messed up flowers and one girl asked me to draw charizard. i am not good at drawing. i basically drew an orb with wings. you would have thought i drew her the mona lisa. she dragged her mother over and pointed and said look! look what she drew for me and, in the moment, i admit i flinched (sorry, i don't -). but the mother just grinned at me. he's beautiful. and then she sat down and started drawing.

someone took a picture of it. it was in the local newspaper. the summary underneath said joyful and spontaneous artwork from local artists springs up in public gallery. in the picture, a little girl covered in chalk dust has her head thrown back, delighted. laughing.

[shawtuzi]

no thoughts head empty just househusband!reiner

cw: black fem!reader, breeding kink, exhibitionism, lactation kink, kinda sub!reiner, mommy & daddy kink—i’m probably forgetting something but pls enjoy regardless

sfw

househusband!reiner who gets up before you every morning to make you your favorite breakfasts and coffee—yes he will pour the entire cup of coffee out if it’s even the tiniest bit too sweet. when it’s time for you to go he always makes sure to bid you farewell with a goodbye kiss.

househusband!reiner who will either have your lunch packed in ready in the morning for work (he leaves you a cute or spicy little note in every single one he packs) or will come to your job and surprise you with takeout.

househusband!reiner who spends his free time watching tutorials on youtube on how to style little black girls hair for your guys’ daughter. that is his baby right there and he absolutely loves seeing how happy she is after he finishes her hair.

househusband!reiner who constantly gets hit on by other moms whenever he picks up your daughter from ballet practice but he don’t even pay them women no mind too enamored in how cute his little angel looks in her leotard and tutu.

househusband!reiner who prepares a sweet treat every tuesday and thursday for your daughter when she gets off school or the two of them will make the dessert together and surprise you with it when you come home from work.

househusband!reiner who keeps the house nice and tidy all hours throughout the day—until your daughter comes home. her favorite game is to throw all the throw pillows and couch cushions on the floor and walk on them pretending that the floor is lava. whenever reiner tries to clean up the mess she uses those oh so cute puppy dog eyes and convinces him to join her.

househusband!reiner whose lock screen on his is a picture of you and him at the hospital holding your newborn little girl. his home screen is a picture of the two of you on your wedding day, his arms were wrapped around you from behind, pressing a kiss to your cheek and you were smiling probably the hardest you’d ever smiled in your life. those two pictures meant the absolute world to him and he’d rather take a punch to the face than ever change them.

househusband!reiner who is a superb cook!! your daughter has never been a picky eater and it’s bc reiner’s meals are so damn good! every time you come home after a long day at work the table will already be set and there’s a plate waiting at your spot. if you’re working a late night he’ll have a big plate of leftovers waiting for you.

househusband!reiner who doesn’t give a single fuck that he’s a househusband no matter what anyone says. he loves catering to his daughter and hard working wife and at the end of the day he’s probably getting more play than they ever will. there’s nothing that turns a woman on more than a man who actually helps out around the house so best believe you and reiner are getting it in every other night.

nsfw

househusband!reiner who is a god tier pussy eater like this man is the definition of a munch. his fav thing to do is suckle on your clit while three of his thick fingers are shoved inside your clenching cunt. if you’re on a time crunch he knows how to make you cum in less than two minutes with ease but if he’s taking his time he’ll quite literally spend hours between your thighs until you push his head away in need for a break.

househusband!reiner who is soo whiny when you ride him you have to either cover his mouth with your hand or gag him with your panties. he loves when you take charge and even degrade him. no one on this earth is gonna be able to call reiner braun a ‘whiny little bitch’ and walk away still conscious except for you.

househusband!reiner who sometimes sneaks into your showers in the morning and fucks you silly. his intentions are pure at first but once you feel his hands start to grip at your waist/ass or wander to your lower region you know that he’s feeling a lil needy and who are you to deny your sweet husband?? that’s how you always end up pressed against the tiled wall while reiner hits it from the back, whining and moaning into your neck about how good you feel wrapped around him and how lucky he is to have a wife as beautiful as you were.

househusband!reiner who has the biggest breeding kink known to man. he’ll take any opportunity he can to cum in your sweet pussy and mumbles out little ‘thank you’s every time you let him. he’ll also settle for cumming on your pussy, ass, tits, etc.

househusband!reiner who is also into exhibitionism!! if you’re at your office he has no problem sneaking under your desk and throwing your legs over his shoulder and eating your pussy till your legs are shaking. if you’re a couple of glasses of wine in at a dinner party and suggest to sneak off to the bathroom together he’ll be trailing right behind you, his dick already semi-hard in his dress pants.

househusband!reiner who has a massive obsession with your breasts. he loves loves loves when you let him lay in your lap and and suck on your nipples while you jerk him off into overstimulation. if you’re wondering he one hundred percent drank your breast milk. the first time he did it he just couldn’t help it! it hurt his heart hearing how much pain you were in when your breasts were so full with milk so he quickly, yet gently lifted your shirt up and latched onto one of your nipples.

“r-rei,” you gasped gripping onto his hair to pull him away, your breast milk dripping down his chin. “what are you doing love hm?” you breathlessly giggled wiping the milk from his chin. reiner nuzzled his face into your tits, leaving gentle kisses on the smooth skin. “hate hearing how much pain you’re in when they’re full—i wanna help you. will you let me help you? please?” all it took was one look into those pretty brown eyes and you gave in letting him latch onto your nipple once more. by the time he was done he came in his pants and your panties were a soaked mess—safe to say whenever your breasts were feeling a little extra sore you went to reiner for help.

househusband!reiner who has a raging mommy kink and has no shame about it. it kinda ties in with his breeding kink—whenever he’s got you folded in half, thighs clapping against his pelvis he’s whispering the most dirty promises in your ear the word ‘mommy’ will slip past his kiss swollen lips a couple times.

“f-fuck mommy you feel so good shit,” he growled wrapping his hand around your neck. reiner leant down to give you a sloppy kiss full of tongue and teeth flashing before pulling away, “m’gonna fill you up n’ give you another baby i promise. you’d like that wouldn’t you mommy?” his moans were becoming more whiny and breathy and his thrusts were becoming sloppier by the minute—you could tell he was close and you knew exactly how to make him reach him peak. “yes d-daddy please—ah! p-please fill me up, ‘wanna carry your baby again.” reiner let out a loud groan, his hips stilling as spurt after spurt of his hot cum filled you up, your greedy pussy squeezing him like a vice to get every drop out. reiner rested his sweaty forehead against yours breathing out a small ‘thank you’. although the seemed tired and ready to call it a night that was far from the case. reiner let out a hum before sitting back up—suddenly you were flipped onto your stomach ass up, reiners still hard dick rubbing between your soaked folds. “we have the night to ourselves and you think i’m gonna tap out after four rounds? i must’ve really fucked you dumb huh? silly girl now arch that pretty back for me.”

[katieaiko]

Morning Grace

Almost missed posting this for a Tutu Tuesday. :)

[ci-ah]

The neverending bullshit of living in the same dorm with That Fucking Guy The Absolute Legend TM

aka Princess Tutu canon divergence where everyone in the boys' dorm learns about Fakir's sad attempts at knighting but at this point it's just another tuesday for them

[princesstutuaspecweek]

Princess Tutu Aspec Week will be held from Monday, July 29 to Friday, August 2!

[ID: edited screencap of Princess Tutu and Drosselmeyer looking at a cog displaying the relevant dates for aspec week over the aspec flag]

Hi all! Apologies for the delay but we are back on!

Daily Prompts:

Monday: Friendship and Gifts

Tuesday: Nonsexual Intimacy and Performance

Wednesday: Loveless and Courage

Thursday: Queerplatonic and Bonds

Friday: Found Family and Healing

Each day comes with two prompts! You may choose whichever resonates more with you or combine the two. Anyone is welcome to participate in this event. Any level of participation is appreciated, so don't worry if you can only contribute for a day or two!

Posts tagged with #princesstutuaspecweek will be reblogged to this blog.

Feel free to send in any relevant posts, even if it's not aspec week or the post doesn't match the prompts of that particular day.

Rules can be found here and questions are answered here.

[rahuratna]

Good morning, Handsome 😉

It was Gojo who started it. It was always Gojo.

It all began at 6 am on a Tuesday. It was winter, and still somewhat dark outside. The grey curtains obscured most of the light in the room, even during daylight hours, as Nanami preferred. His sleep ritual was a religiously observed one; one that suffered no interference.

Until today.

He rolled over, breath rushing out of his nostrils in a confused huff, one bare arm pushing out of the warmth and comfort of the blankets as his phone buzzed insistently on the nightstand. Fumbling slightly, he slapped at it to turn off his alarm. It silenced briefly before lighting up and thrumming once again.

"What - "

He snatched the phone up, glaring blearily at it through sleep-fogged eyes. It was a full hour before he was due to wake up, so what was going on? Had he set his alarm incorrectly? Impossible.

Nanami sat up, giving up the ghost of a restful sleep, brushing tangled blonde hair out of his eyes. He blinked hard, then focused on the too-bright screen.

A message? From Gojo, no less. It must be some kind of emergency.

Now completely awake, Nanami threw off the blankets, swinging his legs out of bed. The floorboards were cold under his feet and he hurriedly shoved them into warm slippers. He was about to enter the bathroom, fingers sliding over the screen as he opened Gojo's message.

He stopped dead in his tracks.

A stylized rabbit, dressed in a sparkling tutu and fishnet stockings, hopped across his screen. It paused to wiggle its bushy tail (somewhat inappropriately) before turning around and simpering at Nanami, doe-like eyes surrounded by thick lashes. It blew him a kiss, and more shiny sparkles emitted from its despicable snout, forming the words:

GOOD MORNING HANDSOME!

Nanami was a man of discipline, a man of dignity and great self control. That certainly didn't stop him from flinging his phone across the room like an angry toddler. It bounced off his pillow and landed face up, revealing the rabbit slowly slipping off a stocking and revealing a paw shaped like a heart.

The real question was, of course, if Gojo was going to get away with it. Not on Nanami's watch.

One could speculate that he was being petty. What was one little good morning message in the bigger scheme of things anyway? But this was not how Nanami saw it, oh no. His morning routine was sacred, unassailable. And when it was attacked, he would double down like a math teacher being told that there would be no more geometry on the curriculum.

And so, he bided his time.

The perfect opportunity arrived when Gojo left his phone (careless and casual) on the table in the staff lounge while he went to check on his first years on the training field.

As soon as Gojo exited, a rustle came from the shadowed chair in the corner as a newspaper was lowered. The dim light glinted off a pair of gimlet-eyed dark glasses. The owner of said shades rose slowly, adjusting his suit jacket.

He approached the table, gently grasping Gojo's phone, one finger deftly tracing the correct pattern to unlock the screen. He had been watching, you see.

A quick search through the 'gallery' revealed an entire folder of those same sparkly, hair-raising, fingernails-on-the-blackboard type good morning messages. So Gojo had been busy, it seemed.

A casual scroll through the messaging app revealed that Nanami hadn't been the only victim. Ijichi was there, begging to be left alone at 4 am. Shoko was there, swearing with some choice, and lovely, words. Even Megumi hadn't escaped unscathed, sending a single flat-mouthed, unamused emoji in response to his message (which featured bagpipe music overlaid on a screeching seagull call).

But Nanami hadn't planned this far just to leave things as they were.

He found the contacts of each of the higher-ups, adding them all to a common group. Nanami hummed slightly before naming the group 'Gojo's Gumdrops'. Once the group had been formed, he typed the following message:

Hey guyz! It's me, ur friendly neighborhood Satowu. So, I've been thinking, and ... I guess I've been extra hard on y'all. Getting new students really made me think about how the elders of our society are treated. Someday, I may even be in ur position, getting rubbed the wrong way by some powerful young upstart.

So here's my way of saying: Sorryyy. Soooo sad, made ya mad. And all that jazz.

But for real, I'm sorry. So I made this group for our daily positive affirmations. I'll start by sending this super duper cutesy wutesy good morning text, since some of u sleepyheads only rattle outta bed at 10.

Hit me up with allllll ur shiny goodness! I'm a sucker for positivity!

Nodding grimly, Nanami hit 'send', exited the app and placed the phone exactly as he'd found it. Straightening his tie, he strode briskly out of the room, a small smile lifting the corner of his mouth as the phone on the table began to buzz almost immediately.

Revenge was a dish best served sparkly.

This one's for all my fellow soldiers, my comrades in suffering who have had to endure endless good morning messages on family group chats. The ones with insufferable, cutesy animals and cherubs that I want to roll into a ball and donate for batting practice to the International Cricket Council.

[mic-check-stims]

It's Tutu Tuesday

X-X-X X-X X-X-X

[tutumydear]

Happy Super Tutu Day, everyone! 🤍

To celebrate Tuesday, the 22nd, I’m giving away free fanmade merch, including jacket grades of my own fantasy enamel pins (both variants!) and a jumbo vinyl sticker ~

Please see below Read More line for rules and details on how to enter.

🦢🩰🦢🩰🦢🩰🦢🩰🦢🩰🦢🩰🦢🩰🦢🩰🦢

Rules for Entry:

Must be 18 years or older

Must provide a valid US address for free prize shipment

Must be following this blog

Must have DMs open by end of give away to receive prize and provide a valid US address

You’re welcome to enter on behalf of anyone who doesn’t meet these requirements.

How to Enter:

Reblog this post!

One entry per person, no extra entry methods available.

Giveaway ends on August 29th at midnight EST.

I’ll be using a name picking application to randomly determine a winner. They will be contacted privately to accept their prize and asked to provide a valid US address within 24 hours. If they successfully accept their prize, they will be announced as the winner and the giveaway will end.

Otherwise, a new winner will be randomly chosen and the same procedure will apply.

I expect our roster to stay rather small, so your chances of winning should be pretty good! Best of luck, and I’m so excited to send these prizes to a fellow Princess Tutu fan! 🤍

🦢🩰🦢🩰🦢🩰🦢🩰🦢🩰🦢🩰🦢🩰🦢🩰🦢

[tutuandscoot]

T being a sassy, precious bby doll! as usual

[the-ballerina-battle]

And now, from a total of 519 submissions...

Our Competitors!

The Ballerina Battle will begin on Tuesday, October 10. Polls will go live at 12:00 PM.

Matches:

Part One (Tuesday, October 9)

Angelina Mouseling (Angelina Ballerina) vs. Natasha Romanoff (Marvel Comics)

Gwen Stacy (Spider-Verse) vs. Fakir (Princess Tutu)

Ballora (Five Nights at Freddy’s: Sister Location) vs. Strawberry Shortcake (Strawberry Shortcake)

Barbie (Barbie) vs. Clara (Barbie in the Nutcracker)

Ahiru Arima (Princess Tutu) vs. Haruno Haruka (Go! Princess Pretty Cure)

Cassandra Cain (DC Comics) vs. Amélie Lacroix/Widowmaker (Overwatch)

Pearl (Steven Universe) vs. Victoria Page (The Red Shoes) 

Billy Elliot (Billy Elliot) vs. Medic (Kamen Rider Drive)

Bon Clay (One Piece) vs. William Longtail (Angelina Ballerina)

Nikolina Pavlova (The Great Ace Attorney) vs. Minako Okukawa (Yuri! On Ice)

Rue Kuroha (Princess Tutu) vs. Margo, Edith, and Agnes Gru (Despicable Me)

Duchess Swan (Ever After High) vs. Hilary Van Doren (Fame 1980)

Nina Sayers (Black Swan)vs. Rapunzel (Tangled)

Anteaterina (Princess Tutu) vs. Genevive (Barbie and the 12 Dancing Princesses)

Roza Diaz (Brooklyn Nine-Nine) vs. Christine Daaé (The Phantom of The Opera)

Yuri Katsuki (Yuri! On Ice) vs. Yuri Plisetsky (Yuri! On Ice)

Part Two (Thursday, October 11)

Minto Aizawa (Tokyo Mew Mew) vs. Suzy Bannion (Suspiria 1977) 

Izumi Sena (Ensemble Stars) vs. Madoka Kaname (Puella Magi Madoka Magica) 

Eli Ayase (Love! Live!) vs. Mytho (Princess Tutu) 

Odette (Barbie in Swan Lake) vs. Kristyn (Barbie and the Pink Shoes)

Dee Dee (Dexter’s Laboratory) vs. June (Little Einsteins)

Meg Giry (The Phantom of the Opera)  vs. Center Stage cast (Center Stage)

Alice Nimbletoes (Angelina Ballerina) vs. Shirayuki Hime (Happiness Charge Precure)

Jessi Ramsey (The Babysitter’s Club) vs. Debbie Jellinsky (The Addams Family)

Sara Johnson (Save the Last Dance) vs. Mr Mistoffelees (Cats)

Grace Monroe (Infinity Train) vs. Find Me in Paris Cast (Find Me in Paris)

Félicie (Ballerina/Leap) vs. Shim Deok-chul (Navillera)

Victoria (Cats) vs. Tandy Bowen (Marvel’s Cloak and Dagger)

Minami Kaido (Go! Princess Pretty Cure) vs. Téa Gardner (Yu-Gi-Oh!)

Catherine Dollanganger (Flowers in the Attic) vs. Adelaide Wilson (Us 2019)

Annie Edison (Community) vs. Ruou Mori (Dance Dance Danseur) 

Rachel Berry (Glee) vs. Balletusa and Primausa (Sanrio)

[webslingingslasher]

https://www.tumblr.com/webslingingslasher/751946364273016832/i-know-peter-is-a-only-child-canonically-but

omg yes peter as a big brother makes sm sense! but tbh ive always pictured him w a little sister - like just imagine his sister (who’s like 10 years younger) forcing him into tea parties w her stuffed animals 😭

like it’s just this guy, who’s coming back from hockey practice and his sisters begging him to play dress up

-🦋

OOOOOOH AND HIM TRYING TO ACT LIKE A TOUGH GUY ABOUT IT!!!

imagine coming home with him one day and his sister is immediately like “thank god you’re back. lizzy needs to be saved and porter has been waiting for his tea party.”

and he’s like “i have no idea what you’re talking about” and she just EATS HIM UP.

“it’s tuesday. remember? you said we have a tea party every tuesday. it’s tea party tuesday! do you still have your crown?”

panic, looking right at you, “i don’t have a crown.”

“he has a crown and a tutu!”

[shilo-sumac]

weekday name ratings from worst to best

sunday: 0/5 honestly sunday is worse than monday. sunday is a reminder of things ending. being named "sun" may also garner divine attention from sun gods and nobody wants that

monday: 0.5/5 who wants to be named monday garfield would hate you and that would be depressing

thursday: 1/5 not awful but also who the fuck cares about thursday its just fucking there it doesnt even have the privilege to be hated

wednesday: 2/5 too long and i always read it as wed-nez-day

saturday: 3/5 a great day of the week but too long and with no good sounding nicknames (sat??? thats just a verb) also youd be pressured into being a cheerful person because saturday is a favored day of the week, which sounds stressful

friday: 4/5 not a bad day to be named after and not too long, not a bad choice but would have the same issues as saturday with being expected to be super cheerful and happy

tuesday: 5/5 objectively the best not too long of a name, gender neutral, can be playfully called tutu or tuey. no expectations forced upon you due to your name, not hated but not overly loved either, so you dont have to deal with expectations based on your name

thank you for reading my totally coherent and sensible arguments :3c

[valy-gc]

Heartslabyul rules

Soooo... we only knows a bunch of rules from Heartslabyul... and I decided to try create some.

I didn't actually finished yet because... well that's a LOT!! O_O

But I want to make the full list! It can help peoples who are writing fanfics ;)

So here is the list. Thoses officially from the games have the indication of where we have the info

Have fun imagining yours and I'll add them to the list! :D

001 | You must knows all 810 rules by heart.

002 | Every Monday, you must wear red and black striped socks

003 | You must walk backwards through your home on the 9th day of every month.

004 | You must greet each other with a curtsy or a bow

005 | Every Friday, you must wear a crown made of flowers if you’re out of your house after 9pm.

006 | It is forbidden to eat anything purple on Thursdays.

007 | It is forbidden to eat any dessert on friday evening without first reciting a rhyme about it

008 | If you see a blue caterpillar you must recite him a poem

009 | It is forbidden to eat carrots without singing a carrot-themed song.

010 | Every resident must have a collection of top hats.

011 | It is mandatory to sign names with a heart instead of a dot

012 | It is mandatory to wear a tutu while doing laundry.

013 | It is forbidden to step on cracks in the pavement

014 | It is forbidden to eat anything with a square shape on Mondays.

015 | It is forbidden to eat anything with a triangular shape on Sundays.

016 | On Tuesdays, you must wear mismatched shoes.

017 | It is forbidden to eat anything with a round shape on Fridays.

018 | You must wear a crown made of seashells at the beach.

019 | It is forbidden to wear the color yellow on Wednesdays.

020 | You must have a collection of playing cards and display them in tyour rooms

021 | On the first day of spring, you must hop everywhere you go.

022 | The use of ordinary playing cards as coasters is strictly prohibited

023 | You must not bring cats into areas of festivity (0-3)

024 | You must only speak in rhymes on the second Wednesday of each month.

025 | There must always be a tea party on the 5th day of every month (Prerelease Comic)

026 | It is forbidden to open an umbrella indoors, unless it is raining outside.

027 | You must wear mismatched gloves whenever it snows.

028 | It is mandatory to have a tea party with at least one stuffed animal present.

029 | You must only use quill and ink to write on Sundays.

030 | It is forbidden to say the word ‘rabbit’ on the first day of the month.

031 | It is forbidden to say the word ‘mouse’ in the presence of a cat.

032 | It is mandatory to paint one fingernail green every Friday.

033 | You must always wear a pocket watch, but it must never tell the correct time.

034 | It is forbidden to whistle indoors on Saturdays.

035 | It is forbidden to read a book without first reading the last page.

036 | It is forbidden to use a door when a window is available on the third Thursday of every month.

037 | You must not step on any shadows during a full moon.

038 | It is forbidden to use a spoon when a fork will do.

039 | You must always carry a key that not open any door.

040 | It is forbidden to eat bread without first toasting it and letting it cool.

041 | It is forbidden to eat an apple without first peeling it and cutting it into slices.

042 | It is forbidden to wear socks with sandals.

043 | You must always stir your tea counter-clockwise.

044 | All persons more than a mile high must leave the court immediately. (Rule from Alice in Wonderland)

045 | Coffee is forbbiden

046 | It is forbidden to eat cheese unless it’s presented on a miniature silver platter.

047 | You must carry a pebble in your pocket at all times; it’s to be named and introduced to new acquaintances.

048 | It is forbidden to open a book without first announcing its title aloud.

049 | You must wear a scarf with exactly seven stripes on the first windy day of the month.

050 | You must not enter a closed room without first knocking three times, even if it’s empty.

051 | It is forbidden to drink water without first toasting to someone’s health.

052 | You must not eat spaghetti without twirling it on a fork exactly four times.

053 | You must wear a piece of jewelry that jingles when you walk, for a week, once a year.

054 | It is mandatory to have a secret handshake with at least three other persons.

055 | You must not use the color pink in any artwork during the month of May

056 | You must only write in cursive on the last day of each month.

057 | It is forbidden to wear hats indoors unless it’s a Sunday.

058 | It is forbidden to eat soup without a garnish of edible flowers.

059 | You must wear a cloak with at least three different colors on rainy days.

060 | It is forbidden to use the same teacup more than once in a week.

061 | It is mandatory to carry a hand fan decorated with ribbons during the summer.

062 | It is forbidden to read poetry aloud unless you’re standing on one foot.

063 | It is forbidden to wear laced shoes on the first Monday of the month.

064 | It is forbidden to use pencils; only pens with purple ink are allowed.

065 | You must wear a ring that glows in the dark every Wednesday.

066 | It is mandatory to leave a small treat for the dormouse every evening.

067 | You must not pass a bookshelf without selecting a book and reading one sentence aloud.

068 | It is mandatory to have a riddle contest with a friend once a week.

069 | It is forbidden to walk; you must skip or hop everywhere on the second Tuesday of the month.

070 | You must serve cookies shaped like stars during a new moon

071 | You must not play checkers with anyone wearing green

072 | You must dance with a broom if the clock strikes exactly 1pm at the moment you watch it

073 | You must not look into a mirror while eating jam

074 | If you wake-up between 2am and 3am you must get up and go outside to compliment the moon ; If there is no moon, bow to the stars before going back to bed.

075 | You must not hum while holding a red apple

076 | You must not pass a salt shaker directly to another person

077 | You must only write with green ink during a thunderstorm

078 | You must not cross your arms while standing on one leg

079 | You must only eat soup with a fork on the third Thursday of the month

080 | You must wear a feather behind your ear when the wind blows east

081 | You must not play hopscotch unless you've seen a cloud shaped like a teapot

082 | You must not catch butterflies unless you promise to tell them a story

083 | You must not use the stairs on days when you've seen a rainbow

084 | You must wear a necklace made of candy on your half-birthday

085 | You must not use bookmarks made of paper on windy days

086 | You must wear a ribbon in your hair when the first snow falls

087 | You must not eat cake with a fork on odd days

088 | You must only drink milk from a glass with a red straw

089 | You must not eat the Queen’s tarts without her permission (1-2)

090 | You must not play the flute unless the moon is visible

091 | You must not pick up pennies found on the ground

092 | You must not play marbles unless there's a rainbow

093 | You must wear a necklace of daisies when the first leaf falls

094 | You must not drink orange juice after you've seen a squirrel

095 | You must carry a lantern if you walk in the forest at dusk

096 | If you spill your tea, you must apologize to each droplet before cleaning it up

097 | If a butterfly lands on your nose, you must balance a spoon on your head for an hour

098 | If you find a four-leaf clover, you must wear it in your hair until it wilts

099 | When you hear an owl hoot, you must recite your favorite poem upside down

100 | If a falling leaf land on your head, you must keep it safe in a book until the next full moon

102 | You must not pass under a bridge if you've eaten cheese that day

103 | If you lose a sock, you must wear a teacup on your head until it reappears

104 | When you hear thunder, you must swap a secret with the nearest tree

105 | If you laugh three times before noon, you must walk backwards for the rest of the day

106 | When a frog croaks, you must reply with a poem about rain

107 | You must not open windows if you've sung in the shower

108 | You must not say your own name out loud on days with a double rainbow

109 | You must not wear green on days when you've seen a lizard (does Malleus count?)

110 | If you spill salt, you must throw it over your left shoulder while hopping on one foot

111 | If you catch a spider, you must recite a riddle to it before setting it free

112 | If you find a lost button, you must sew it onto your sleeve, regardless of its color

113 | When you see a cloud shaped like a fish, you must sing a sea shanty

114 | If you spill ink, you must write a letter of apology to the inkwell

115 | If you step on a crack, you must immediately spin around three times

116 | You must not eat peas unless you've counted them first

117 | If you accidentally sneeze on a Tuesday, you must immediately find a clover and present it to the nearest tree

118 | You must wear a ring on your thumb if you've heard a dog bark before dawn

119 | You must not use a fork if you've seen a rainbow before breakfast

120 | When you see a cloud shaped like a heart, you must send a love letter to the sky

121 | You must not wear blue shoes on days when you've eaten chocolate

122 | You must never cross your legs while sitting

123 | If you accidentally step on an ant, you must sing a lullaby at the next sunset to apologize

124 | When you get soaking wet, you must dry off with a run in the ocean (Endless Halloween night 4-8)

125 | When you hear a woodpecker, you must tap your feet in rhythm until it stops

126 | If you see a worm, you must draw a map in the dirt with a stick

127 | If you see a cloud that looks like a dragon, you must immediately find a stone to guard

128 | When you see a butterfly, you must follow it until it lands

153 | The only tea you may drink in the evenings is herbal tea (1-14)

168 | If you stutter more than three times in a sentence, you must hop on one foot while reciting the alphabet backwards.

186 | Do not eat hamburger steak on Tuesdays (1-9)

228 | You must not pick flowers from the garden on Wednesdays (SM 2-2)

249 | You must wear pink while feeding the flamingos (1-19)

256 | You must not drink lemonade with honey past 8 PM (1-14)

271 | You must get up from the table within 15 minutes after eating (1-9)

304 | On days when a hedgehog sneezes, all card soldiers must sing a song together. (Comic Ch.4)

339 | Your after-meal tea must be lemon tea with 2 sugar cubes (1-9)

346 | You must not play croquet in the gardens past 5 PM (2-12)

412 | If you see a pair of moving eye-glasses in the forest, you must not go back the way you came (Happy Beans Day 2021 - Ch.31)

469 | Flowers must be both red and white when you invite over a new acquaintance (Trey Ceremony PS)

529 | If you eat steak on a night with a full moon, a cat must play the violin. (Happy Beans Day 2021 - Ch.2)

562 | Do not bring marron tarts to an Unbirthday Tea Party (1-16)

648 | You must brush your teeth 2 times on nights when you eat turkey (Trey School PS)

703 | Whoever comes in 2nd place during a croquet match must serve tea to the Queen the next day (Ghost Marriage 14)

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Princess Tutu Aspec Week will be held from Monday, February 19 to Friday, February 23!

[ID: edited screencap of Princess Tutu and Drosselmeyer looking at a cog displaying the relevant dates for aspec week over the aspec flag]

Daily Prompts:

Monday: Friendship and Gifts

Tuesday: Nonsexual Intimacy and Performance

Wednesday: Loveless and Courage

Thursday: Queerplatonic and Bonds

Friday: Found Family and Healing

Each day comes with two prompts! You may choose whichever resonates more with you or combine the two. Anyone is welcome to participate in this event. Any level of participation is appreciated, so don't worry if you can only contribute for a day or two!

Posts tagged with #princesstutuaspecweek will be reblogged to this blog.

Feel free to send in any relevant posts, even if it's not aspec week or the post doesn't match the prompts of that particular day.

Rules can be found here and questions are answered here.