#aidanchaser

[where-our-stories-start]

[kay-elle-cee]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💗

Ah, thank you for this!

No surprise to anyone that I'm going to say i'll be fine, i'll be good, right?

[chaos-has-theories]

ur snowwhite take is fire. have you read fairest by gail carson levine? she does snow white who is actually part dwarf and very happy to live underground with them.

OOOOH I have NOT but i should get on that IMMEDIATELY. I know everyone likes Ella Enchanted but I read Ella Enchanted almost religiously and that concept sounds absolutely fabulous??? I can't believe I never realized she might have more books that I'd like

[frostedpuffs]

Hi hello -

1. I love your commitment to your story and characters. Like there's a certainty to your craft that is so charming. You have made these creative decisions and brought them to life and it's super neat.

2. Your banter. You are the best at banter.

3. Denial. The mental loops your characters do to avoid facing the situation is perfect it makes me so happy and frustrated in all the ways I love.

AW THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!! this means a lot. also i love that you enjoy the banter because it is quite literally my FAVORITE thing ever to write lol. i have SO MUCH FUN with it!! <3

[heartfulselkie]

i appreciate you and i think your art is neat and i can always recognize the little hearts as light and it makes me feel warm every time and i really appreciate you listening to and encouraging me on a fan project even if i never was able to bring it to fruition fully you're an incredible artist and a lovely patient person <3

aww thank you so much 🥺❤

Yes using heart-lights is a chronic need I can't ignore!

And I still love that fan project of yours - maybe someday you'll be able to do it, but if not that's still okay! I'm pleased you shared it with me 🥰

[coffeebanana]

3 & 21 for the fic ask game please?

3. favorite line/scene you wrote this year

Well the nice thing about not having written much this year is that there isn't a lot to sift through to answer this HAHA.

Favourite scene... maybe the phone call between Marinette and Natahlie in Maybe This Life. I did fret over that one for a while because I wanted to get it write, but I think I like the way it ended up. The tension was really fun there - Marinette realizing Nathalie doesn't actually know what happened, Marinette choosing to keep Nathalie in the dark. And I honestly just think, to me, Marinette couldn't handle the burden of telling Nathalie right then. She couldn't handle hurting someone else when she's barely keeping it together. 😭

As for favourite lines, well, I tend to like longer passages more than single lines. Because I feel like with the way I write, the parts I personally find hardest hitting are often either extended metaphors or callbacks to previous lines. So, I do really like this bit of Shadows and Moonlight:

It felt like someone had lodged a knife in his throat, one he was afraid to try and swallow. For even that might make a sound. Might make her wake. He never should have agreed to this trip. He wouldn't survive its final verdict—wouldn't survive having Ladybug stare at him like she'd never known him at all. Maybe that's for the best, a growing part of him mused. What good are you alive? The knife in his throat seemed to shift, slicing through his trachea as it rose up, hilt-first, a stubborn knob at the end threatening to block his airway entirely. He should leave. He still could. But could he manage without waking Ladybug? Sucking in a slow, shallow breath, Adrien braced himself. He managed to rise up on his elbows without any obvious complaint from the bed. Then he had to stop, adjusting to a wave of dizziness. What are you doing? his churning stomach demanded. The knife pitched lower, probing the flesh of his lungs. It's for the best.

21. most memorable comment/review

I feel like such a hack answering this question because I couldn't remember one off the top of my head - especially not one I would know for sure was for this year - so I had to go through the comments in my inbox 😂. Which is maybe because I haven't posted a lot this year in general, so the bulk of the "memorable" comments so to speak are in other years.

Is it weird to say that the first thing that came to mind was a reply to a comment I left on someone else's fic? I binged a WIP that hadn't been updated in a year and a half-ish and the author responded saying they'd had a hard time recently in life so they weren't able to write but they recently found the joy in writing for another fandom again - but still hoped to get back to the fic I commented on once they finished the current WIP. I saved the reply in my inbox (normally I don't save replies unless they're particularly special) because I meant to respond back but life got busy and now it feels too late to reply. But. I guess it's encouraging in a way to still see it in my inbox? Maybe I'll find my way back to the joy of writing too... (In more than inconsistent spurts ahaha).

I also, in general, have appreciated anyone saying that they were excited to see my updates 🥺. It's been a weird year for me writing-wise, and I've definitely found myself wondering a few times if people would even care when I post. So maybe I don't remember all of the particular comments that told me otherwise, but I hold tight to the sentiment.

Thanks for the ask! 🩷💜

[astargatelover]

Tag Game: POV You’re in a Horror Film

Thank you @aidanchaser​ for tagging me!! I had fun with this.

create your look here

find what role you'd play here

And look at that, I also got the tragic hero:

you are the good guy who just cannot catch a break. your life just fucking sucks, frankly. one day, you have friends, family, hobbies you enjoy, maybe even a dog. and then, something happens that sets off this never-ending chain reaction of bullshit and it all gets swept away from you in a heartbeat. all your friends are dead now and you might be alive but god at what cost.

Maybe we can bond over our dead friends together. :/

Tagging: @galadhir @cricrithings @eingaensebluemchenzwischenrosen​ @peppsta​ @tatersgonnatate​ @summergirl2408​ and anyone else who wants to do it! Show me your end results, I’m curious.

[wield-the-mighty-pen]

I love playlist Drabble games! Can you do any or all or some of the following?

21, 75, and 136

Hiii!!!! Thank you for the prompt! this was my first time doing multiple so this was a lot of fun to think of.

After looking up the corresponding songs, I ended up only doing 21 and 75 because I felt like they worked so well together with the idea formulating in my head

Also, you didn't specify a lovesquare side, so I just ended up going with Adrinette, I hope that's okay!

Anyways, Song #21 was Stop and stare by One Republic and Song #75 was Obvious from the Dear Evan Hansen soundtrack

So this prompt ended up being a partial identity reveal, and yeah, hope you enjoy!

ao3 link

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Something Pulls My Focus Out, and I'm Standing Down

Adrien had often marveled at how the simplest, most discrete, most rapid of moments, could have the power to change everything. 

Like, how a split-second decision to stop and tie his shoe, so as not to risk him tripping while he ran off back to class after an akuma attack, led him to… here.

He hadn’t meant to stop here, and if he had known that she would have used the otherwise empty locker room to detransform, he never would have left the boy’s bathroom.

But of course, he hadn’t known. And so, here he was. 

Here he was staring, no. gaping, open-mouthed, his frozen legs feeling like jelly, while the girl he loved, the girl who’s name had captured the every beat of his heart, transformed into one of his nearest and dearest friends.

A friend who was likely afraid of him.

Wincing internally at the slight hitch to his plans of future weddings and children and hamsters, Adrien instead chose to focus on the flood of information that was rapidly filling his brain.

Memories of spending time with Ladybug, as both himself and his masked counterpart, memories of getting to know Marinette as Adrien and of hanging out with her as Chat Noir, all weaved together to form a tapestry of sorts. 

Her kindness towards their classmates melded together with the sensitivity she had for akuma victims. Her bravery as a hero facing the unknown mixed together with her courage at standing up for others. Her creativity in crafting and sewing projects formed together with her resourcefulness amidst battle scenes. All of her traits and quirks and isms morphed themselves into one girl, a girl who was clever and beautiful and good and full of everything that made the world good and pleasant. 

When he thought of it, Marinette being Ladybug was the most obvious thing in the world. 

Adrien felt himself falling even deeper in love with her.

He watched as she fed her kwami and a dull voice echoing in his mind signaled that it would be wise for him to move, but he could not. He was rooted to the spot.

Stuck in place as he was, when Marinette eventually did look up, her gaze lined up exactly with his. 

Her eyes widened to a degree that looked painful and her mouth opened and closed, her voice apparently at a loss for words. 

“Umm Ahhh… A–Adrien?!” She asked in a flustered tone. “What are you doing here? H-how long have you been standing there?”

Adrien licked his lips and cleared his throat, which had become painfully dry. 

“Umm… A-a while. Long enough.”

“Sooo… you saw…”

Adrien gave a sharp nod of his head in response. 

Immediately the shock gripping the countenance and figure of Marinette turned into a tumultuous cocktail of fear, uncertainty, humiliation, and defeat. 

She curled in on herself and balled her fists up anxiously, the look in her eye was something fearing the worst, and she gnawed on her bottom lip helplessly.

The sharp pain at watching her in distress, became too much for him and was the impetus to finally get him out of his stupor.

Finding walking too tedious at a time like this, he all but ran across the room to where Marinette stood, ready and keen to console her. 

“Marinette,” He said, grabbing her shoulders and waiting until she met his eyes. “It’s going to be okay.”

“But…but how do you know that?” She asked, her voice breaking.

“Because I know you. You always know just what to do and what to say, with you I just know that it’s all going to work out. And also…I’m here for you, you won’t have to go through this alone. If you don’t want to of course.” He added the last part bashfully.

Adrien saw the minutest lessening of fear in her eyes and felt the smallest decrease in the tension in her arms, but it was progress, so he couldn’t complain.

Still, Marinette’s face looked pensive. Curious at the expression, he inquired further.

“What is it?”

Marinette seemed to hesitate before answering, then reluctantly gave into whatever was bothering her, for she started to speak. 

“You-you’re not disappointed?”

“Disappointed? What do you mean?”

“I don’t know, I just figured that finding out that Ladybug is just some normal girl that you know, must be kind of disappointing. It must ruin some of the mystique or something.”

At this Adrien chuckled.

“Firstly Marinette, you are anything but ‘some normal girl’,” He watched her smile at this. “You are one of the most incredible people I have ever met. Honestly, of all the people I know, it’s you who is ‘our everyday ladybug’” He said, giving her a playful nudge. She looked down as her cheeks bloomed into a pretty flush.

“Honestly, the similarities between you and Ladybug are so glaringly obvious, it’s a wonder I didn’t figure it out earlier. But to answer your earlier question, no. I am not disappointed, in fact the admiration and lo– um and respect that I had for both Ladybug and Marinette has grown exponentially since finding out you were one and the same.”

He took her hands in his, and her gaze locked to his, the heady blue of her eyes swirled with an emotion unknown to him, but still managed to knot his stomach up with butterflies. 

“It is an honor to get to know your secret.”

Marinette bit her lip once more, but this time there was shyness to the action. Adrien couldn’t help but marvel at how pretty she looked with her pink-dusted cheeks and bright eyes.

Wanting to draw her into talking, her voice honey to his hungry ears, he became the first to break their silence.

“What are you thinking about now?”

“I’m just kind of worried about what Chat Noir will say. I know he really wanted to find out my identity first.”

Adrien couldn’t stop the gleeful smile from spreading across his face. “Oh, do I have something to tell you.”

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