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Pinch Hit #2!
“any major death note character, any major persona character except villains, symmetra/tracer/lucio/mccree/genji/hanzo/sombra/junkrat from overwatch, any pokemon character except giovanni/ghetsis/lusamine, any harry potter character except villains, annie or kat from gunnerkrigg court, any member of the order of the stick, artemis fowl”
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Pinch Hit #2!
“any major death note character, any major persona character except villains, symmetra/tracer/lucio/mccree/genji/hanzo/sombra/junkrat from overwatch, any pokemon character except giovanni/ghetsis/lusamine, any harry potter character except villains, annie or kat from gunnerkrigg court, any member of the order of the stick, artemis fowl”
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Pinch Hit #2!
“any major death note character, any major persona character except villains, symmetra/tracer/lucio/mccree/genji/hanzo/sombra/junkrat from overwatch, any pokemon character except giovanni/ghetsis/lusamine, any harry potter character except villains, annie or kat from gunnerkrigg court, any member of the order of the stick, artemis fowl”
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Pinch Hit #2!
“any major death note character, any major persona character except villains, symmetra/tracer/lucio/mccree/genji/hanzo/sombra/junkrat from overwatch, any pokemon character except giovanni/ghetsis/lusamine, any harry potter character except villains, annie or kat from gunnerkrigg court, any member of the order of the stick, artemis fowl”
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My @autisticfanworkexchange gift for @iamthestrangerinmoscow!
This started out as just a playlist but I’m very insecure about my ability to create such things, so I also wrote a vignette for each song. I hope you enjoy!
“I believe this may call for a proper introduction and, well, don’t you see: I’m the narrator and this is just the prologue.”
It takes a while before anyone understands, just like most things where Abed is concerned. Britta, he thinks, is the first one to get it, because she’s the one who rented the camera for him all those years ago. She recognizes a pattern in the way he likes to look through a lens, or filter information through an invented narrative: just one more level of abstraction from real life (there’s a Blair Witch reference in there somewhere).
She understands, and the next time Jeff starts to say that “you’re not supposed to narrate real life, Abed. Didn’t we talk about this?” in a voice laced with with carefully cultivated patience, she lifts one hand and stops him with a look. Jeff sits back and crosses his arms and looks like he wants to say that she Britta’d him in his tracks.
That’s the magic of her, that every once in a while she Brittas things in just the right way.
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“We’re happy again, I nod and pretend to think it through. I don’t have to think at all if I don’t care for you.”
Sometimes he forgets that he is a clone. Usually it happens when he wakes up in the morning and expects to hear Troy’s soft snores and incoherent mumbles, and is instead greeted with silence. And then he searches his memory banks and recalls everything he needs to know.
He isn’t sad. That’s one perk, and he’s thankful that Troy’s cloning machine was faulty enough to leave him devoid of Real Abed’s emotional attachments. The absence would be all the harder if he could feel it. Which he doesn’t, of course.
But he really, really wishes the homing pigeon DNA worked better.
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“And if I had the answers I’d have written them out so I could tell you what to do and what this thing is about. But all I’ve ever learned comes secondhand and I dare not preach what I don’t understand.”
Shirley keeps clearing her throat and bobbing her head, and he knows that means something. It’s all quiet in the study room except for the incessant ticking of the analogue clock that he can sometimes read.
He wonders if she still assumes he can read thoughts or futures. On the off-chance that she does, he says, “Shirley, I’m not psychic, remember.”
As usual, her laugh is high and light and doesn’t really sound like a laugh at all to him.
“No, Abed,” she says, all sugary sweet but careful.
“Then what did you–”
“Ben hasn’t said his first words yet,” she blurts out before he can finish.
He raises his eyebrows at her. “Oh,” he says blankly.
She looks down at her hands. It’s not too often that Shirley looks ashamed, but she does now.
“I just thought,” she begins and doesn’t finish. “When did you…?”
“I don’t remember.”
He doesn’t really know if he remembers or not. But he doesn’t have answers for her, and answers are what she is looking for. He cocks his head and stares at her for a long moment. When she doesn’t say anything else he assumes the conversation is over and he leaves.
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“Don’t breathe too deep. Don’t think all day. Dive into work. Drive the other way. That drip of hurt, that pint of shame, goes away just play the game.”
Jeff sold that commercial as a portfolio building opportunity, but the file is still sitting in a folder on his laptop and he has no intentions of taking it any further.
It’s not as though he wants to make commercials for questionably authentic law firms the rest of his life.
But Annie keeps describing his films as “Dadaist” and from the way she says it he isn’t sure if it’s a compliment. At least his first film starring Jeff (in the role of his father) meant something to someone. At least it meant something to HIM.
Eventually he’ll delete that commercial.
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“I know exactly why I walk and talk like a machine. I’m now becoming my own self-fulfilled prophecy.”
He wonders if Troy knows that Constable Reggie left shortly after he did.
They happened so close together sometimes Abed forgets which one was real and which one wasn’t.
There would be a new Constable. There always was. He wasn’t the first and he certainly wouldn’t be the last.
But just for one minute, when Reggie said his goodbyes to the Inspector, Abed forgot he was a clone, and he felt the pain of those combined losses.
After that, Inspector Spacetime just isn’t quite the same.
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“It would remind us of when nothing really mattered. Out of student loans and treehouse homes we all would take the latter.”
Summer is filled with picnic lunches in the treehouse, which is in the tallest tree in the forest.
(It’s guarded by Kickpuncher, and also by a tiger.)
It’s always Troy and Abed and sometimes it’s Troy and Abed and Annie, talking about school or television shows or occasionally air conditioners.
(Of course the treehouse is air conditioned. Troy can air condition anything.)
The days are long. The sun never seems to go down.
(And even if it did, it wouldn’t. Not here.)
No one ever seems to hear the whir and click of the Dreamatorium’s engines at work.
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“But the film is a saddening bore ‘cause I wrote it ten times or more. It’s about to be writ again.”
He knows where their story begins. They’ve all retraced their steps and discovered that Greendale found them in their lowest moments. There’s something poetic about it, almost.
Sometimes he tries to trace things through until the end. He likes movies to tie up neatly and he likes when he can predict their endings.
But no matter what path he takes, like dragging his finger through a maze, he never comes up with an ending that seems right. They are all derivative or contrived or simply bad.
It takes him a long time to before he reaches the conclusion that maybe some stories aren’t meant to end.
And for the first time in a long time he enjoys the show.
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“Someday I might tire having walked through these fires because I am wired wrong. Maybe someday I’ll be in a place where I can see that I’m not wired wrong.“
He likes Kickpuncher. What’s not to like? His punches have the power of kicks, and judging by the staying power of the franchise, it’s logical to assume that he can’t be killed.
What he can do is malfunction, and sometimes Abed thinks he likes that best of all.
The first time Abed used the word “malfunctioning” to describe himself it was because it was the first word he had been able to reach out and grasp for hours. Annie clapped her hands in delight of understanding, and after that they spent hours carefully constructing a new lexicon of similarly useful words: malfunctioning. Short circuiting. Wired wrong.
Annie protests the last one, but he insists on keeping it, at least at first.
Eventually he learns that the word he is searching for is “different,” not “wrong.”
Eventually he learns that the two words are not synonymous.
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“There are times life will rattle your bones and will bend your limbs, but you’re still far and away the boy you’ve ever been. So you bend back and shake at the frame, oh the frame you made. But don’t you shake alone. Please Avery, come home.”
Sometimes Abed shows up at Jeff’s apartment at 3 AM. It’s a miracle that he still opens the door and ushers him in.
Sometimes they talk. Other times Jeff just shoves some sort of terrifying green fitness smoothie into his hands because it’s the closest thing he has to a comforting beverage like tea. Abed sips politely even though the texture is grainy.
Usually he ends up falling asleep on the couch, and wakes up awkwardly tucked under decorative throw pillows and blankets that are a foot too short, and Jeff always denies responsibility, even though they are alone in the apartment.
(He stopped coming once, when he started feeling like a burden. But that was worse, and they both knew it. So the disjointed tradition resumed.)
Sometimes he wonders why Jeff still opens the door, all bleary-eyed and sleepy, when he knows it will always be him.
Other times he could swear he’s been waiting up for him.
*
“I’m your moon, you’re my moon. We go round and round. From out here, it’s the rest of the world that looks so small.”
The study room feels mostly safe, even on days when nothing else feels mostly safe. It’s the center of their orbit.
Troy has passed astronomy, and he says Abed is Pluto. Abed thinks he’s talking about the dog at first.
But then he realizes what he means and why he means it, and he accepts.
And the orbit continues, like all the important things (space and Greendale and Kickpuncher) continue.
And that is enough.
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“The Doctor (Doctor Who), Sherlock Holmes (Sherlock BBC), Hermione Granger (Harry Potter), Gregory House (House MD), Abed Nadir (Community), Newt Scamander (Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them)”
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“The Doctor (Doctor Who), Sherlock Holmes (Sherlock BBC), Hermione Granger (Harry Potter), Gregory House (House MD), Abed Nadir (Community), Newt Scamander (Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them)”
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Pinch Hit!
“The Doctor (Doctor Who), Sherlock Holmes (Sherlock BBC), Hermione Granger (Harry Potter), Gregory House (House MD), Abed Nadir (Community), Newt Scamander (Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them)”
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@transboyparv​ @autisticfanworkexchange​
hey parv!!! here’s your gift for the fanwork exchange! i hope you like it!! i didn’t have a lot of time to work on it bc uni but i tried!
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Hey, has there been any news from people who haven't posted their gifts? Are they late or did they drop out?
We’re in the process of messaging those who have not posted their gifts - sorry for the delay.
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Cameron Mitchell stimboard for @stormphrax for the @autisticfanworkexchange
As with the Vimes on, I’m sorry that it’s late but I hope you like it.
Please let me know if you want me to change anything in this board as I know he is a special character for you and I want you to feel safe and happy with this.
So happy to have started following you for this exchange as you are an awesome guy!
Sources in the captions
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My assignment for the @autisticfanworkexchange: a snippet of a Welcome to Night Vale broadcast for @prettyboypatrick! It focuses mostly on autistic Cecil and autistic Night-Vale-in-general, but I snuck autistic Carlos in there for like…one line. Sorry about that, and about the fact that it’s a couple days late – I hope you like it anyway!
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How is a raven like a writing desk? They both stare, silent, daring you to do anything but avoid them. Also, they’re both very hard to remove from a tree.
Welcome to Night Vale.
April is Autism Acceptance Month. It comes as a welcome relief after Autism Depression Month, though Autism Bargaining Month got me a great deal on a new set of chaps. Show your support by wearing red, discarding every item of clothing that is not red, replacing them with red items you find around town such as flower petals and the blood of our enemies, and dissolving into a red glow. And now, traffic. A child walks along the yellow lines in the center of the road…
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Listeners, I am delighted to bring you more news of the planned festivities for Autism Acceptance Month. On Tuesday, come by Big Rico’s Pizza for a group infodumping session. It promises to be educational and an excellent way to get to know your fellow Night Vale citizens. Carlos and I will both be in attendance, so if you would like to hear about the intricacies of science or the history of the radio and how it connects, as all things do, to space, be sure to stop by. From the 14th to the 30th, the Night Vale Mall will have a sale on stim toys. At the sale last year, I purchased a small jar of magma from a remote undersea volcano. I turn out the lights and watch it bubble, throwing a red and orange glow against the ceiling. It is well worth the repeated burns. Further activities will be planned around the flipping of coins and the outcomes of elaborate Rube Goldberg machines. Moving on to unrelated calendar events, this Friday, come by the Night Vale Community Theater to see a mash-up of scenes from each Christopher Marlowe play…
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Acceptance is the most important virtue, far above Patience, Temperance, Befuddlement, and Mild Suspicion. Deep down, the goal of every person in their life is to be accepted for who and what they are. Whether that is someone who turns into a pocket-sized bear when exposed to too much sensory input or someone who stares and rocks and bangs on walls; whether that is someone who never speaks a word or someone who has constructed an existence around talking and never plans to stop; we all strive for acceptance. And yes, everyone deserves acceptance. But sometimes, in the case of certain kinds of people, some reminders specific to them are necessary. So, with joy and pride that could outshine a rainbow and out-twist an infinity symbol, happy Autism Acceptance Month, and as always…
Good night, Night Vale. Good night.
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It’s That Time Folks!
Time to post your gifts, that is. If you’re gonna be late, that’s okay - just message this page or one of the mods’ personal blogs so we can let your recipient know.
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my @autisticfanworkexchange for @autistic-mouse i was going to do more but the deadline really creeped up on me, sorry! D: 
cats are just really soft. very good. i have done this
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My assignment for @autisticfanworkexchange - a fanfic for  @kyrfiore
I’m sorry that I couldn’t write anything more specific, but we were matched by mods and I’m only familiar with Harry Potter. However I tried my best and I hope you will still appreciate it. Also sorry for my weird punctuation - twelve years of learning English, still can’t punctuate dialogues the English way.
“We’re Scully and Mulder”
fandom: Harry Potter 
rating: PG-13/T
AU (alternative to “Nighteen Years Later”), Luna/Hermione, detective, mystery, fluff, autistic!Luna, autistic!Hermione; ~5500 words long
content warnings for: death/murder (but there’s nothing too nasty or graphic)
Seguir leyendo
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Harry Loves to Fly. The Whoosh Whoosh of the wind in his ears, and the broom listens to him even when he can’t speak. He loves to brush his fingers the his broom’s bristles and to rock back and forth with the breeze.
Hermione likes to stim with bluebell flames, Echolalia of spells, and by petting Crookshanks. Her special interest is Hogwarts and magic.
Luna likes to stim by moving around and making her jewelry jingle. She imagines fantastical creatures, and loves  looking through her Spectrespecs.
Neville loves the feel of dirt squishing between his fingers and all the different textures of his plants. He never has to look plants in the eyes and they don’t get mad when he takes a little longer to process things. Plants are always patient. Professor Sprout even gave him a pair of earmuffs to use whenever he’s in the greenhouse 
For @loverabidfangirls for the @autisticfanworkexchange
We got matched and they said you preference was for Harry potter related lore/headcanons/art etc. I hope these fit into what you were wanting. Thank you for giving me such a nice prompt. And happy Autistic Fanworks Exchange.
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Once again, since it’s posting time from now until the 15th, here’s the AO3 collection if anyone wants to post fic or art there.
Here’s the AO3 collection for anyone who would want to post their work on that site! We ask that you post on tumblr as well, so we can reblog your work and keep it all in one place.
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