Sadrien Week

A week of prompts dedicated to torturing Adrien Agreste.

[sadrien-week]

WELCOME TO SADRIEN WEEK, where lovingly torturing Adrien Agreste is our top priority! Both emotional and physical torture will be allowed (read: encouraged), but why stick to just one?

Special thank you to @xhanisai for designing the animation for the graphic!!!

RULES

You are not obligated to create content for all of the prompts. Pick whatever speaks to you!

Comfort IS allowed... so long as Adrien suffers too.

No character or ship salt of any kind will be allowed. 

NSFW content IS allowed, but will only be reblogged if it's clearly tagged and hidden below the cut.

Tag @sadrien-week and/or tag your posts with #sadrienweek so your content can be reblogged! 

For any further questions, feel free to send an ask here or to @coffeebanana.

A text version/calendar of the prompts is included below the cut.

Prompt List

Monday, April 7th: Broken Bone(s) Tuesday, April 8th: Identity Wednesday, April 9th: Depression Nest Thursday, April 10th: Memories Friday, April 11th: Feather Saturday, April 12th: Isolation Sunday, April 13th: Hospital

[mrplushgore]

Late Sadrien Week day 5: Feathers

I just wanted an excuse to draw an Angry Bird. Also brings back his allergies he had for, like, 1 episode.

@sadrien-week

[miraculous-floconfettis]

Sadrien week Day 4: Memories (Souvenirs)

Nouvelle fanfiction Miraculous !

Je l'ai écrite dans le cadre de la @sadrien-week, sur le thème "Souvenirs" (Day 4: Memories)

Attention aux Trigger Warnings !

▶️ https://archiveofourown.org/works/64725538

[mrplushgore]

Sadrien week day 4: Memories

I'm way late on these, so I'm gonna try pump out the rest of these for tomorrow.

Also, while looking at the wiki for pics of Emilie, I found out she's based off Tara Strong. 7 years ago I would have been ecstatic about this because I had an embarrassing phase about Tara, but now I couldn't care less about that zionist.

@sadrien-week

[mostmagical]

Like Salt Water to a Blister

prompt fill ficlet for @sadrien-week

Chapters: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] (Complete!)

Rating: T Word Count: 7k Additional Tags: Non-Chronological, Sentimonster Adrien, Graphic Description, Broken Bones, Panic Attacks, References to Depression, Grief/Mourning, Hospitals, Angst & Hurt/Comfort, Identity Reveal, Post S5 Finale

Summary:

Adrien breaks his arm; everything falls apart. ...or maybe a few of the pieces finally line up.

➡️ Read on Ao3 // or check out the first chapter below the cut ⬇️

1: Overboard

The first time Adrien broke a bone… he can’t even remember. He was too young. Maybe barely a year. But his mother had kept his cast and showed it to him like just another baby book when Father wasn’t looking.

He wonders if he had screamed back then, with his tiny baby lungs. If that’s the reason he can’t scream now.

The pain is nearly blinding; bright white behind his tight shut eyelids. He knows what he’ll see if he opens them. The jagged points of his own broken framework. Red rivulets running down his skin like tributaries, flowing to a yet unseen ocean.

Something tastes of salt. There’s salt on the air, on his lips, in his throat. Enough to dry out his mouth and burn stinging welts to the inside of his nostrils. He tries to summon the spit on his tongue, wet his palette— anything to clear the gross, gritty feeling— but to no avail. He’s all dried out.

His arm is another story. He can feel the slick warmth dripping down his skin, beading over the end of his bent elbow. If he moves, another flash of pain lights up every nerve ending.

He’s an idiot.

[fuckyeahladybug]

Comment Ambush #3: Sadrien Edition

How it works

Down below are three fics I’ve hand-picked from AO3 that haven’t gotten much engagement yet. To mark the end of Sadrien Week (@sadrien-week), this week’s picks are all Adrien angst or whump.

For one point, pick a fic and comment on it. For three points, comment on all three. For a bonus point, pick another AO3 user from the comments or bookmarks and comment on something they’ve written!

Keysmashes and heart emojis absolutely count, but if you want ideas for something fancier, here’s a comment guide. Be kind, and don’t mention that I sent you 🤫 

The fics

Birds Of A Feather, We Should Stick Together by babydragonmax13 (G, 892 words, Adrien & Félix)

He wakes up for the fourth time in the night. He's been having those dreams again, dreams of his childhood —more specifically— memories of Felix and him.

Hypovolemia by ereidivh (T, 1143 words, Adrien whump)

Chat Noir had gotten battered this way and that, hit by magic beams and transforming sticks and once, memorably, deleted from the space-time continuum, and had never gone back to his bedroom with so much as a bruise on anything deeper than his ego. Then again, there's a first time for everything.

Modern Prometheus by NinaDove (G, 561 words, Adrien & Emilie)

Adrien isn't stupid. He knows life isn't a fairy tale; but when the blinding sun falls like powder over the hollows of her cheeks, when the spring breeze chases the cough out of her lungs, it's easy to believe in happily-ever-afters.

[butterflydiamondzennie16]

”Day 7: Hospital….”

TW: DOOMED PLATONIC FELIDRIEN!(NOT A SHIP!)

Félix: “Adrien….don’t worry….I will revenge for you….”

I hope you like it! @sadrien-week

[ninadove]

Modern Prometheus

Adrien isn't stupid. He knows life isn't a fairy tale; but when the blinding sun falls like powder over the hollows of her cheeks, when the spring breeze chases the cough out of her lungs, it's easy to believe in happily-ever-afters.

For @sadrien-week — Day 7: Hospital!

[buggaboo-i-love-you]

sadrien week prompt 4: memories

hey loves! wrote a fic for prompt four of @sadrien-week sorry i’m late lol

writers block, huh?

anyway adrien is told about chat blanc and has some flashbacks!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64653316

there’s the link! let me know if you enjoyed!!

im going to try and do the other prompts soon but no promises

[cookiedough77]

day 6, isolation!! for @sadrien-week

again, fics are late, so you guys get a on-time drawing that goes with the fic

he is very alone

[butterflydiamondzennie16]

”Day 6: Isolation….”

I hope you like it @sadrien-week

[ninadove]

Imago

The akuma wraps around him. Like a cocoon.

For @sadrien-week — Day 6: Isolation! 🦋

[fartsy-artsy]

It's Sadrien Day 5! Today's prompt is Feather. It's all going to come out one way or another. @sadrien-week

[incognitomode77]

The Guilt Will Eat You Alive

A Miraculous Ladybug Fic

A broken wrist probably shouldn't hurt more than losing someone you care about. But for Adrien, it's enough to make him question if he misses his father at all.

written for @sadrien-week day 1: broken bone(s)

Read Chapter 1 on Ao3

[incognitomode77]

I Love You, No Matter What

A Miraculous Ladybug Fic

Clothes were strewn across the bedroom floor. The bed was unmade, with one corner of the fitted sheet peeling off the mattress and crumbs scattered across the surface. A tower of dirty plates and glasses decorated the bedside table, and an old, half-eaten pizza sat in a box on the dresser. A chill ran through her veins. “Tikki… what is all this?” As if Marinette didn’t know. As if— “I’m not so sure he was planning a surprise,” Tikki said, glancing worriedly around the room. The room seemed to spin. Last time Marinette had seen Adrien’s apartment like this…  No. She wasn’t thinking about that. But what else was she supposed to think?

written for @sadrien-week day 3: depression nest

Read on Ao3

[tumble-witch]

Depression nest

Sadrien week - day 3

@sadrien-week

[mostmagical]

to earth, from émilie

this 100 word drabble is the feather chapter from my @sadrien-week ficlet Like Salt Water to a Blister, posted yesterday to ao3, but I like it so much, I decided to share it here on its own.

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It was strange, to feel so proud of something so entirely morbid. But every bit of her was.

Her heart dropped to her stomach when it happened. When she saw her precious baby, lying on the ground, tears streaming down his red, ruddy cheeks. His tiny leg— swollen, even beyond the normal baby fat. It was horrible.

But at the same time, it was magnificent.

Instead of floating like a feather, he fell— to Earth. Solid, and human, and breakable. Real.

“Hush, you’re okay,” Emilie whispered as she brought Adrien close, kissing golden hair. “My love, stop crying.”

He did.