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rolaplayor101 · 1 year ago
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Father’s Day? During Autistic Pride Day? During Pride Month?? During Aggressively Arospec Week????!!!😳
My shop!! Emergency Commissions are open, pls commission me!! Pls don’t ignore my DNI! Reblogs would be so so so cool! His hat says “I’m joining the war on Autism” and on the back it says “On the side of Autism”
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aggressivelyarospec · 2 years ago
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Welcome to the seventh edition of #AggressivelyArospecWeek!
#AggressivelyArospecWeek (#AAW) is a week-long event promoting the creation of arospec fancontent by arospec creators. (Arospec = on the aromantic spectrum. If you’re currently questioning whether you are yourself arospec, please feel free to join as well.)
Our event aims to create a space where arospec creators are free to explore their identities through fanwork. We believe that fandom is a great way to share our passions, our interests and to empower one another in our arospec identities. All while having loads of fun!
Please join us from June 19 to June 25 2022 and enjoy a small explosion of arospec fancontent on you dash. Bring it to other people’s dash and help our community share its stories!
You’re welcome to submit any type of content for the event, whether it be fanfic, headcanons, mixtapes, fanart,… Really anything goes!
Any content you submit must be centered around a character’s arospec identity (whether that character is canonically arospec or you headcanon them as such.) Content can be about any fandom whatsoever!
To submit, please make a new post between June 19th and the 25th and tag it as #AggressivelyArospecWeek. You can also submit your work directly to our blog through the ask and submission boxes. Your post will then be shared on the Aggressively Arospec blog.
We also have a Twitter account, so use the hashtags #AggressivelyArospecWeek and #AAW22 if you tweet about your work on there. You can also mention us in your tweet (@ AArospec) to be sure we don’t miss it and can retweet it. Please, do submit through tumblr if you can though! That is the best way to get your contribution archived with all the others.
Lastly, a collection will be opened on Archive of our Own to round up all the fanfics posted on there. Just search for “Aggressively Arospec Week ‘22″.
We can’t wait to see what you have in store for us this year!
(For more information, check out our About page or our FAQ section. If you need some inspiration, you can also check out the content that was created during out previous events in our #AggressivelyArospecWeek tag.)
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annapoofle · 2 years ago
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An aromantic Percy Jackson drabble
💚🤍🖤 HAPPY AGGRESSIVELY AROSPEC WEEK Y'ALL 💚🤍🖤 I was really hoping I'd come up with a whole fic centered on aroness, but in the end I couldn't think of anything. I love what y'all are doing with this week though and I really wanted to participate SOOO I'm just going to post this aro!Percy & bi!Annabeth drabble that I've had in my drafts forever. It was originally written as the first chapter of a pipabeth fic (hence the Annabeth pov) that never got finished, and it's a little rough around the edges but I've hung onto it because they're my comfort characters and I love them to death.
[For context, this is an au where they're regular mortals who have been best friends for years.]
Like any typical Thursday night in her senior year of high school, Annabeth was curled up on the beat-up bean bag chair in the corner of Percy’s bedroom, with calculus homework resting in her lap. Percy was on the carpet with his back against his bed, fully engrossed in his Nintendo 3DS.
That night, she couldn’t keep a hold of her focus, so instead of hunching over her work and scribbling away, Annabeth rested her chin on her hand and let her eyes wander the room.
“Percy?”
“Yeahuh?”
“How come we never dated?”
Percy twisted around and gave her an incredulous look. “What are you talking about?”
“I don’t know...” Annabeth stared down at her notebook and started tapping her pencil against the top of it. She bundled up some nerve and glanced back up at him with a wry smile. “You don’t think we’d make a great-looking couple?”
Instead of laughing, Percy’s gaze became intense and concerned, and he leaned forward a little. “Annabeth, are you saying you have feelings for me?”
“No! No, I’m not,” Annabeth held up her hands and shook her head. “I’m just thinking out loud.”
Percy hummed. He adjusted his position so his back was against the wall beside her, frowning down at the carpet. Annabeth sighed and sank deeper into her beanbag.
“I just thought,” she continued, “like, if we’re both still single in 20 years, it could be fun if we got married. To each other.”
Percy nudged her knee, smirking. “You know you don’t have to marry me just to get me to stick around. You’re my best friend.”
“Come on, I’m being serious.”
Percy looked down. “Yeah. I know.”
They sat in the quiet for what felt like ages, and Annabeth, in the depths of her awkwardness, was starting to consider giving that homework another shot. Then, out of nowhere, Percy broke the silence with a sharp inhale and said, “Oookay. I’m going to tell you something.”
Annabeth blinked. “Ok.”
Percy nodded.
“...go ahead.”
“Right.” He nodded again. “So, okay. So like, I’m aromantic.”
Annabeth raised her eyebrows. “Really?”
“Yeah. It means that, like--”
“I know what it means, Seaweed Brain. I used to read the dictionary for fun, remember?”
“Right.” Percy laughed nervously.
“But you’re, like, already sure?”
“I mean, yeah, pretty much.” Percy shrugged. “I’m eighteen and I’ve literally never had a crush. You don’t think that’s kind of weird?”
Annabeth’s mind flashed briefly through all the crushes and heartaches she’d experienced since she was a kid. “I guess.”
Percy kept nodding. Annabeth slid off her chair and onto the floor so they were shoulder-to-shoulder. “So, what you’re saying is, you won’t agree to be my backup husband. Ever.”
Percy finally smiled for real and rolled his eyes. “No, I probably won’t.”
Annabeth shrugged. “I suppose that’s ok.”
“Good.” Percy picked up his 3DS and started playing again. Annabeth hugged her knees to her chest.
“Y’know, I’ve been meaning to tell you... I like girls sometimes.”
Percy barked out a laugh. “Yeah, I noticed.” 
He didn’t even look up from his game. Annabeth huffed. “Whatever.”
She watched quietly while Percy finished the level he was on. Once he was done, he offered her his fist. “You know I’ve always got your back.”
Annabeth bumped it, smiling. “And I’ve got yours.”
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arofili · 3 years ago
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He doesn’t love her. Not really.
Not like that, at least. Even if she thinks he does. He doesn’t know how he does love her, though, and, well...it makes sense if she reaches that conclusion. It’s certainly not a familial kind of feeling.
She is just so—good and golden, and he is...everything but. He wishes he could be her, sometimes. (A lot of the time. All the time. He wishes he was graceful and fair and beloved—)
But he cannot. He is dark, and cursed, and orphaned in full; he is an outsider, no matter how much renown he might win in this shining city; he is an ellon, a nér, he is...
(Sometimes, in his mind, he pretends to be like her. Pretends to be a fair princess, to love her like a sister, to be loved in return. If she would look at him with fondness—if she could see her—)
But such thoughts are dangerous. She He does not indulge them for long.
He has never been in love. Not truly. There was no one his age in Nan Elmoth; he was the only child. His father’s servants were distant and strange. Even in Gondolin, he is by far the youngest. Everyone sees him as a child—as his mother’s child. His dead mother’s child. And if they think of him as a prince, it is as the King’s poor fosterling. If they think of him in other terms...
Well. He avoids Caragdûr. He hides the tattoos his father gave him when he came of age. They already fading.
But he will always be who he is. And so, she will always be out of reach.
He doesn’t love her. He doesn’t want her. He just wants her to smile at him, to compliment him, to look upon him with favor. That’s all. He doesn’t need to possess her, doesn’t want to be possessed by her—
(No no no not again, he escaped, he can’t— He won’t be owned—)
He doesn’t love her. But he cares, deeply. He cares so much it hurts. The city could fall and burn for all he cares, but she deserves to live. To thrive.
And if such happiness is out of his reach...he can at least ensure she is glad. He can at least keep her safe, keep her free.
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@aspecardaweek day 2: aromanticism; loneliness
[on AO3] 
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its-elvish-for-two · 2 years ago
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Aro Bertie Wooster is one of my favourite a-spec head cannons. So here he is for Aggressively Arospec Week!
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catboygirling · 2 years ago
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Rating: G
Pairing: Gen
Word Count: 200
Oneshot
Jughead gets a new pin to put on his beanie, one with a very particular color scheme.
yet another fic for @aggressivelyarospec because I'm on a roll baby!!
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greed-the-dorkalicious · 2 years ago
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H. HAPPY AGGRESSIVELY AROSPEC WEEK I’M TOTALLY NOT A DAY LATE ON THIS. HERE’S A NEW FIC THAT’S TOTALLY UPLOADED AT THE RIGHT TIME. HAHA
https://archiveofourown.org/works/39898845
Summary: Alucard and Richter talk about the crushing weight of their family legacy and interior decorating and stuff
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mrs-luigi-vargas · 2 years ago
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Super Mario & Related Fandoms Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Mario & Luigi & Peach Characters: Mario, Luigi, Peach, Original Female Character Additional Tags: Aromantic, Aromantic Mario, arophobia, Friendship, Adventure, Humor
Meanwhile, Luigi was gingerly getting to his feet. “Are all your vacations like this?!” he asked, incredulous.
“Unfortunately,” Mario and Peach responded in tandem. “I need to overhaul the tourism board,” Peach sighed as the boys helped her to her feet. “They can't keep recommending me places with power-crazed magic users.”
// Or: Mario, Luigi, and Peach were getting ready to enjoy their vacation when it was suddenly interrupted by the town terror. They decide to help stop her, but according to the townsfolk, they’ll have to make a terrible sacrifice....
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anastasiapullingteeth · 2 years ago
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guess who worked on 5 edits for AAW22 yesterday?
THIS GIRL
... now I have to actually write the fics or two of those five edits won't see the light, lmfao
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aggressivelyarospec · 2 years ago
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#AggressivelyArospecWeek has officially begun!
From June 19 to June 25, join us to enjoy a small explosion of arospec fancontent: fanfic, headcanons, mixtapes, fanart… anything you can think of.
This is a celebration of arospec culture & you’re all welcome to be part of it!
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rolaplayor101 · 2 years ago
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"I think it's an aroace's right to murder. In fact, I do it regularly."
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Redbubble, Commissions are open!, DNI proshippers/antiantis/queerphobes/etc in link, reblogs are wayyyy better than likes! @aggressivelyarospec Day 4
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rolaplayor101 · 2 years ago
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Aggressively Arospec Week day 6: Some More Alloaro Mina! A doodle
Gonna keep plugging this fic cause I love it a lot and people are always needing knowledge about the aspec community, also people need constant reminders that Mina is canonically aro
Redbubble, Commissions, DNI proshippers/antiantis/queerphobes/etc in link, how to be the coolest person in the room? Just..be aro. It's that easy @aggressivelyarospec
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rolaplayor101 · 2 years ago
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AroAce Willow Week: Future/Coming Out
A continuation of my last submission / Also it's Aggressively Arospec Week!
Redbubble, Commissions open!, DNI proshippers/antiantis/queerphobes/etc in link, sometimes it's hard to come out even when you're friends are out, and although that stigma doesn't exist on the Boiling Isles, Willow still doesn't wanna disappoint anybody @solar-speaks @aggressivelyarospec
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rolaplayor101 · 2 years ago
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Aggressively Arospec Week day 5: Aroace Karma and Toshiro and Alloaro Death the Kid(and also Aroace Isogai)
Redbubble, Commissions open!, DNI proshippers/antiantis/queerphobes/etc in link, I couldn’t just choose one of them so I did all of them XD @aggressivelyarospec
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aggressivelyarospec · 2 years ago
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Aggressively Arospec Week 2022 is fifteen days away!
Let’s take this moment to remember all of the different ways to submit work to the project:
- Make a new post on tumblr and use the tag #AggressivelyArospecWeek (in one word) in the first five tags.
- Make your post on your blog and then submit the link to it directly through our submission box.
- If you don’t have a Tumblr or you don’t want to come out as arospec on your personal blog, you can submit your work on anon to us and we’ll post it for you.
- For our fanfiction writers that use AO3 to publish their work, you can add your fics to the #AAW22 collection here or by searching the collection’s name on the settings of your fic.
- You can also post about your work on Twitter using the hashtags #AggressivelyArospecWeek and #AAW22. Don’t hesitate to mention our twitter account as well.
If your post hasn’t appeared on our blog three days after you have posted it, please do contact us directly and link us to your post! Sometimes things get lost in the vast web of the internet, but we promise we actually want to see and share your work!
We can’t wait to see all your contributions!
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arofili · 3 years ago
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@aspecardaweek day seven | freeform | aro nienna
Mightier than Estë is Nienna, sister of the Fëanturi; she dwells alone. She is acquainted with grief, and mourns for every wound that Arda has suffered in the marring of Melkor. So great was her sorrow, as the Music unfolded, that her song turned to lamentation long before its end, and the sound of mourning was woven into the themes of the World before it began. But she does not weep for herself; and those who hearken to her learn pity, and endurance in hope. Her halls are west of West, upon the borders of the world; and she comes seldom to the city of Valimar where all is glad. She goes rather to the halls of Mandos, which are near to her own; and all those who wait in Mandos cry to her, for she brings strength to the spirit and turns sorrow to wisdom. The windows of her house look outward from the walls of the world.
—The Silmarillion, “Valaquenta”
[image description: a 3x3 moodboard. 1: dew on green blades of grass. 2: light green text on a darker green background reading “the sun will shine on us again.” 3: dark green ocean waves, frothing. 4: a black-and-white photograph of a figure in black on a white surface, leaning down to feed a flock of white swans and smaller black waterfowl. 5: Nienna from the Silmarillion on the background of the aromantic flag; she is depicted in a picrew as a being in elven-shape with blue skin, wide distressed eyes with black scleras and white spirals instead of pupils, smaller black eyes beneath her main two eyes, long wavy white hair, and a mournful expression; she is wearing black chain earrings and a blue robe and a fluffy starry blue cloak; she is holding a floating orange flame in her outstretched hands, and black gem shards are floating around her body. 6: black text on a green background reading “Be kind to yourself” 7: grayscale closeup of a partially-closed eye, crying. 8: several gray roses. 9: white lineart on a black background depicting a hand with flames licking across its fingers. end image description.]
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