#aro ace august

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Pride Month is Over When I Say it’s Over; AroAce August Edition

↳ Alix Kubdel  →  Aromantic →  Canon or Headcanon (updated due to word of god)

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Announcing Aro/Ace August!

Hello, everyone! @queenkubdel and I are happy to announce Aro/Ace August! This event will be open to everyone and encompasses the whole Aro/Ace Spectrum! We wanted to celebrate this community since they are often forgotten, so let us be the ones to say you matter, and it’s your time to shine! 

Now, there are already a couple of other events going on in August, and we don’t want to discourage anyone from participating in those events. It’s why instead of daily prompts, we have opted for weekly themes that will hopefully be easier to keep up with and still allow you the freedom to participate in other events as you please! So please support Fluff Month and AU Yeah August! Our only request is that you throw in some love for the Aro/Ace Community! Our weekly themes are as follows:

Week 1: Queer Platonic Relationships

Week 2: Aro/Ace Character-centric 

Week 3: “I’m too Aro/Ace for this sh*t.”

*Week 4: Aro/Ace Miraculer Appreciation!

*Week 4 is a time for us to appreciate our favorite Aro/Ace Miraculers! Create and dedicate content of their faves, send them a kind message, and make sure they feel appreciated!

Everyone is welcome to participate even if you don’t fall on the aro/ace spectrum just stick to the themes! You are even welcome to combine with the other months if you’d like! Just use the tag #aro ace august or @ me, purrincess-chat, or queenkubdel! We aren’t going to have a separate blog dedicated to this event, but instead will share them to our personal blogs and squeal about them there! If you have any questions, feel free to ask me! I will be happy to clarify any of the prompts for you if there is confusion just be warned that anon is turned off in my ask box. It’s time to pull out those headcanons and get creating! 

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No Romo - chapter 3

Yes I know this fic was for Aro/Ace August and it’s not August anymore but SHHHUSHSH I love my museum kids a lot okay

AO3 | 1 | 2

The gallery in the Louvre was eerily quiet. Nathaniel had been here plenty of times before, even during closing hours when no tourists were left, but it was strange to see it so empty during the daytime. Was there an akuma attack going on? Probably. Who even cared. There was enough on his plate right now without supervillains adding to his problems.

“So what happened?” Alix asked, fastening her helmet before beginning to skate around, on the move like always.

Nath took a deep breath. Venting was not something that came naturally to him. He tended to keep things to himself, his only outlet being putting a pencil to paper and doodling his feelings away. Even now he held his book in his hand and was sketching without paying much attention to what he was drawing, his fingers on autopilot as his brain whirred.

Where to even begin? How did people just… talk about their emotions? These were things that could not be put into words, and that was why he focused more on art! Saying out loud what was on his mind was a thought too nerve-wracking to contemplate most of the time.

This time he couldn’t just keep it inside, though. Keeping everything bottled up was the perfect recipe for akuma villains, and he didn’t want his day getting even worse by becoming a victim of Hawk Moth. Plus, everything seemed so much easier here in this museum, with his best friend right by his side. (Well, several metres across the room zooming around at top speed. But close enough.) Alix was prepared to listen. For what seemed like the first time, someone actually wanted to hear what Nath had to say.

Read it on AO3 (because this chapter is 10k I’m not posting it all on here)

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Pride Month is Over When I Say it’s Over; AroAce August Edition

↳ Plagg  →  AroAce  →  Canon or Headcanon

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Pride Month is Over When I Say it’s Over; AroAce August Edition

↳ Alya Cesaire  →  Bami/Ace Lesbian  →  Canon or Headcanon

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A Place to Call Our Own CH 1: And They Were Roommates

Hey, how’s it going? You guys thought I wasn’t gonna make a post today, didn’t you? Well, joke’s on you all of you doubters cause here’s the first chapter of a thing that I’m doing for @miraculousfluffmonth and @auyeahaugust. This chapter hits day 1 of fluff month and also day 30 of AU Yeah I think which are both roommates, but it is also Aro Ace August, so I hope that you enjoy my QPPs Adrien and Kagami navigating this crazy adventure called life with the help of their dear friend Marinette.

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Chapter 1

“Okay just sign here,” The building manager said, pointing to the x marked line on the document, and Adrien signed his name in perfect cursive then handed the pen to Kagami to do the same. “Here are your keys. Rent is due by the third, and if you ever have any problems then just come on over and see us, alright?”

“Thank you.” Adrien and Kagami said in unison the latter of the two bowing politely before they turned and headed outside again.

“We finally did it,” Kagami said in shock as the office door shut behind them.

“We’re free!” Adrien cheered, scooping her up into his arms and spinning her around in the air. “No more schedules, no more people telling us what to do, we can do whatever we want!”

“Okay, but first we should probably buy furniture,” Kagami pointed out, and Adrien set her down on the sidewalk.

“Yeah, you’re right.”

The home supply store was just a few blocks away, and the two walked in with wide eyes as realization dawned on them. They had actually moved out of their parent’s homes. They were actually shopping for their own furniture for their apartment that they owned together. No one could tell them what choices to make anymore, and they felt the rush building inside of them as they raced through the store, sitting on every couch and laying on every bed giggling like school children. They were real adults now, and between Adrien’s savings from modeling and Kagami’s years of generous, unused New Year’s money, the world was their oyster.

“What do you think of this one? Is it too stiff?” Adrien asked, rolling onto his side on a bare mattress, and Kagami plopped down beside him, bouncing to test it a few times.

“Nah, I kind of like it. I may get this one,” She said before laying down beside him with a grin. “Do you realize we can eat in bed now without anyone telling us not to make a mess!”

“We can also eat whatever we want,” Adrien said giddily. “And stay up as late as we want.”

Kagami smirked at that, smugly imagining rubbing her new found freedom in her mother’s face, and she could see the same spite in Adrien’s eyes until he sat up abruptly.

“Bunk beds,” He said, and Kagami sat up too. “I’ve always wanted a bunk bed.”

“Adrien Agreste, you buy that bunk bed,” She said seriously, and he crawled off the mattress, a wide grin stretched across his cheeks as he made his way over to it.

Being two sheltered kids finally getting a taste of freedom, they didn’t hesitate to buy whatever caught their eye at the store, and after a few hours, they scheduled their delivery and hurried back home to unload. Both were seemingly pleased with their purchases until a friendly visitor arrived at their door.

“Marinette!” Kagami squealed in delight when she opened the door, and Adrien echoed her excitement from the living room.

“Hey, guys. I brought over some cake to celebrate your new place,” She greeted, holding up the white box in her hands as Kagami gestured her in.

“Marinette, look! We got a chair that looks like a hand!” Adrien said proudly, sliding across the floor with his socks to sit on it, but finding the seat narrower than he anticipated, he fell onto the floor instead.

“And we got a big TV!” Kagami spread her arms out in front of it.

“Wow, you guys are all set then?” Marinette chuckled, setting the box down on the kitchen counter.

“Yep. Got everything we need,” Adrien nodded, righting himself and sitting carefully on the hand.

“Did you two buy plates?” Marinette asked, opening the empty cabinet then the drawer underneath. “Or utensils?”

Adrien and Kagami fell silent for a moment, exchanging looks before Marinette slid the drawer shut.

“Back to the store!” Adrien declared, standing up.

“I’m coming with you this time,” Marinette insisted, having a feeling that they couldn’t be trusted to go alone again.

“Hey, we can get that foosball table this time,” Adrien said excitedly.

“Why don’t we start with plates? And spoons. You guys need spoons,” Marinette suggested.

As it turned out, Kagami and Adrien didn’t know a lot of things about living on their own which they soon realized when Marinette began filling their cart with household essentials.

“I didn’t even think about oven mitts!” Adrien gaped, sounding impressed when Marinette plopped them in the cart.

“Or dish towels,” Kagami added sheepishly.

“Well, then it’s a good thing I’m here to help,” Marinette stated, examining a knife set.

“We just kinda grabbed all the fun stuff,” Adrien admitted, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Well, part of being an adult involves a lot of not fun stuff too,” Marinette said, pushing the cart along the aisle as they followed behind like lost ducklings. “But don’t worry. I’ll happily teach you guys anything you need to know.”

“Thanks, Marinette,” They said in unison.

Marinette loved them both dearly, but neither one of them was prepared for the real world. She was going to need reinforcements.

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No Romo - chapter 2

Long overdue new chapter, and it’s almost the end of Aro/Ace August already, oops! Anyway have some more of the museum kids being best friends

AO3 | 1

“I’m pretty sure Juleka’s about to get akumatized,” Nathaniel said, sitting down on the steps in front of Alix. “Rose was telling me about it. Apparently Juleka missed the class photo because she got locked in the toilets. By Chloé, of course.”

He had opened his little sketchpad on his knees and taken a pencil out from behind his ear. Alix leaned over to watch what he was drawing – now that she was part of the art club, she tended to spend a lot of time watching Nath work on his art. Not only was it helpful to learn new skills, but it was an excuse to hang out with him even more. These days she used pretty much any chance she could get to talk to him.

“What kind of akuma villain do you think she’ll be?” she asked. “Juleka’s all gothy, right? Maybe she’ll be a vampire or something.”

“That’s exactly what I was thinking.” Nath was drawing a figure outline on his sketchpad, his red fringe falling over his face as he looked down at it. “Her eyes are already red. Maybe her skin will be deathly pale, though, like a sheet. And she’ll have those vampire fangs.”

“And a cape. Vampires have capes, right?”

“I think it depends on the vampire. But yeah, I’ll give her a cape.” He added a loose triangle onto the back of the figure. “One of those big collars, too. Wait… will she sparkle? Is she one of those vampires?”

Alix shrugged. “I have no idea what her opinion is on sparkling vampires.”

Nath paused to think for a second, before shaking his head. “Nope. No sparkles. I can’t be bothered to draw them.”

He had a grin on his face now, and Alix continued to watch him draw with interest. These days he was much more open with her than he used to be, cracking jokes and encouraging her ridiculous sense of humour. She hadn’t realized quite how attached to him she had become until she found herself paying attention to him even when he wasn’t interacting with her. More outspoken now, he talked to other members of their class fairly often, and it was all too easy to let her focus rest on them, all the way on the other side of the room, than on whatever work she was supposed to be doing.

Why did she even find him so cool in the first place? She couldn’t put her finger on it. But it was undeniable – Nathaniel was absolutely, definitely, 100% the coolest kid in her class. He had to be. Why else would she be so dead-set on being best friends with him? No one else in the class was worth quite that much effort, even though they were all pretty cool too.

“What kind of powers would she have?” Nath continued, head resting on his arm as he carried on sketching. “I guess there’s always biting people, like actual vampires do, but that would be kinda, uh… weird. Hawk Moth hasn’t been giving people overly weird powers yet.”

“Well vampires don’t have reflections,” Alix suggested. “And Juleka’s got that curse thing where she doesn’t show up in photos, right? So maybe she’ll curse everyone else to have no reflections or appearances in photos, something like that.”

“Hmm. That would make sense. Though it’s not a very aggressive power, is it? It’ll take forever for Ladybug and Chat Noir to notice something like that.”

“True…”

He suddenly held up the sketchpad at her, a sunny smile on his face. “Done! What do you think?”

It was a quick little sketch, unmistakeably Juleka, but seemingly dressed more like Count Dracula. Alix nodded, smiling back. “Perfect. I bet that’s exactly what she’s gonna look like.”

“We’ll just wait and see, then…”

At that moment there were shocked gasps from others in the courtyard. Alix and Nath turned to see that an akuma villain had just landed, one that was now making an announcement, and sure enough that was Juleka’s voice echoing through the school – a crueller version, but certainly her.

And she looked nothing like a vampire whatsoever.

“Welp, we were so wrong,” Alix muttered.

“Yep.” Nath ripped out the piece of paper and scrunched it up. “So, so wrong.”

“I wasn’t expecting a giant pink clown.”

“That’s the last thing I was expecting.”

“I’m gonna say it. She looks ridiculous.”

“Hard agreed.”

“Uh, she’s zapping people, do you think we should get out of here or…?”

“Shit, yeah. See you in art club later!”

Nathaniel leapt to his feet and sped off. For a second Alix had to restrain her laughter – she’d never heard Nath swear before! He had always seemed like one of those goody-two-shoes kids who wouldn’t curse if you paid them. But evidently all he needed was to be around someone he was comfortable with. Like her.

A shot from evil Juleka zoomed past her shoulder, jolting her out of her thoughts. Oh yeah, akuma attack. She needed to get away. Being turned into a weird pink clown clone was not on her to-do list today.

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It was much later than usual when the members of her class finally made it to art club. After Reflekta’s attack, everyone had banded together to help take a proper class photo with Juleka in it, which took up quite a lot of time. Alix didn’t mind at all, though. Juleka was a pretty cool friend too, it just seemed right to help her feel better. Or maybe Alix was just getting friendlier in general these days.

“Alix, there you are!” Nath was already sitting at the table and waving her over. She hurried to join him.

“Dude, you didn’t wait for me at the park–”

“I had to get my surprise for you ready.”

“Surprise…?”

He tapped the little sketchbook that was on the desk. “I’ve been working on a new comic idea, and I think you’ll like this one.”

A new comic? Yes! Nath’s comics these days were always fun to read, now that they weren’t just pages and pages of self-indulgent Nathanette fluff.

“Is it another superhero one?” she asked.

“No, it’s… um…” He lowered his voice. “Look, I know I’m not really good at coming up with story ideas, and so much of what I draw is all sappy and lovey-dovey and you’re not into that stuff.”

“Who cares if I’m not into it? Just draw what you want.”

“What I want is to draw something you’ll like! So here, I did this…” Nath opened the sketchbook to show her the first page. “It’s a soulmate AU, but from the point-of-view of someone who’s aromantic.”

Just hearing the words “soulmate AU” had already set Alix’s brain to fight mode, at least, until the second part of that sentence registered in her brain. An aromantic character, in a soulmate AU? Surely those things were mutually exclusive. She looked at the page to see Nath’s artwork of the aromantic protagonist, a moody-looking girl with frizzy green hair.

“In this AU,” he continued, turning the page, “people see hearts when they fall in love, and red hearts if it’s their soulmate. This character has never seen the hearts, though, and it’s highly unusual to have reached her age without seeing them even once. She wonders what’s wrong.”

There were more sketches on these pages, fit into comic-style panels with captions over the top. The moody girl was even grumpier now, her peers all swooning over invisible hearts while she looked on from the corner, unable to understand what she was missing.

“But sometimes, when she looks at people, she sees stars. She doesn’t really tell anyone. Until…”

He turned over another page. The girl was no longer moody – all of a sudden her eyes were wide in surprise, and the panel around her filled with golden sparkles.

“…one day she meets someone, and for the first time, she sees bright yellow stars. It’s never happened before. And this person sees the yellow stars too when they meet her. They’ve seen hearts before, but never stars like this.”

Sure enough, the page was covered in glittering stars. It looked like Nath had got a yellow gel pen and just gone wild with it. The girl and her new acquaintance both appeared in awe of what they were seeing, stars around them everywhere.

“And then, uh… well I haven’t thought so much about this part but I guess they make best friends forever and live happily ever after. The girl realizes she can be happy without romance and the only reason she was miserable before was because everyone else was making her feel that way. Or something. You’re the aro one, you can help me with the inner turmoil bit.” He closed the sketchbook and turned to look at her. “So, what do you think?”

What did she think? Well, considering how much she was having to internally restrain herself from just glomping him in a hug and never letting go…

“It’s awesome!” She settled for giving him a little punch on the arm instead. “Seriously, you’re really gonna make a comic about that?”

“Yeah! I really need to branch out and draw comics about characters who don’t have love interests. Well… romantic love interests, I mean. Friendship is fine.” He blushed a little. “Actually, it’s kind of for me. I was really heartbroken for a while after the Evillustrator thing, and I need to remind my brain that it’s okay to focus more on friends, than on… Marinette…”

His voice had gone rather quiet, considering that Marinette herself was in the room.

“Are you still into her?” Alix asked.

“I… I don’t think so.”

“Then you should make friends with her too.”

He blushed even more. “I’m not really good at making friends.”

“Are you sure?” Alix said, putting an arm around him. “Because you seem to be doing an awesome job at making friends with me so far. I mean, convincing me to join art club? Drawing the aro comic thing? Nerf gun battles? Dude, you are top notch friendship material. Best friendship material. I really mean it.”

He seemed quite taken aback by her compliments for a few seconds. Alix herself was surprised too – she didn’t tend to say things like that directly to people’s faces, usually too wary that being overly nice might be mistaken for flirting, which was just… ew. But at least Nathaniel would properly understand the sentiment.

“Maybe you’re right,” he said. “If I could make friends with you, I can make proper friends with Marinette too.”

“Yeah, that’s the spirit!”

“Thanks, Alix. And…” He gave her a sunny smile and put the sketchbook in her hands. “Thanks for being my friend. You’re top notch friendship material too. Making this comic with you is gonna be so much fun.”

Top notch friendship material… man, it was so nice to hear someone other than Jalil saying that. Pretty much everyone else in the class already had their own top notch friend, and there was no room for Alix there except as an undignified third wheel, a hanger-on, uninvited and unwelcome. Now Nath had changed all that.

She watched as he got up and went to go compliment Marinette on whatever fashion thing she was working on. He still seemed quite shy, but at least Marinette was one of the nicest members of the class, even going so far as to organize Juleka’s rescheduled class photo earlier. It wouldn’t be difficult for them to make friends.

Alix flicked through Nath’s sketchbook, taking a closer look at the draft work for his new comic. He really was very good at art, wasn’t he? This green-haired girl looked real enough to leap out of the page any second.

You’re the aro one, you can help me with the inner turmoil bit. So he wanted her help with story advice. That, she could definitely offer. There were too many stories to tell, stories of angst, frustration, disbelief, confusion, tears… the usual run-of-the-mill depressing aro experiences. Plenty of those to pick from, unfortunately.

This green-haired girl, though. Something about her seemed familiar to Alix. Nath didn’t base the character on her, did he…?

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Nathaniel worked hard on his comic. He worked hard on all his comics, of course, but this felt different. This time he wasn’t just drawing to cater to his own whims. This time he wanted it to be a present for Alix.

There were too many reasons to pinpoint just one. There was the fact that they were pretty much best friends at this point, true. There was also the fact that both of them being ace gave him a sort of connection to her that was hard to describe in words. Was “ace solidarity” a thing? It sure felt like it.

And she inspired him. It had been so long since he’d had a close friend that he was used to keeping to himself all the time. Even now he was still quiet, of course, but things were different. He could casually chat with the rest of his classmates without the nerves to accompany it. He felt freer to say what was on his mind, to share his true feelings.

He still wished he could be more like her. How amazing would it be to be as cool as someone like her? As much as he tried, he couldn’t do it. But then maybe that was a good thing. After all, she seemed to like hanging out with him just the way he was.

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“How is it?” he asked as she read the finished comic in her room one day after school. “Is it good? Should I change anything?”

There was a spark in her eyes. “Dude, this is so cool! I love it!”

“You do?”

“Hell yes!” Within a second she had put down the comic and clung onto him in a hug. Considering how small she was, it was… kind of adorable, actually. Like a koala on a tree. “Listen, I’m… I’m not a huggy person, so don’t get used to this. But uh… if you ever need anything, like ever, at all, I will help you with it. Up to and including murder.”

He gladly hugged her back. “What, because I drew a comic for you?”

“Because you drew something that’s more relatable than anything else,” she said, pulling back to look at him. “It’s hard to get into stuff when everything’s so damn shippy all the time. But you went out of your way to do this for me, so yeah. Thank you. I will lay down my life for you in the skeleton war.”

Nath grinned and gave her hair a ruffle. “I forbid you from sacrificing yourself in the skeleton war. But I’m really happy you liked the comic.”

“The main character, is she based on… um, anyone you know?”

“Yes, that’s you.”

“I knew it! So the guy she makes friends with, is that you?”

He simply shrugged, though the answer was a resounding yes. From the way she was looking at him, he could tell that she knew it perfectly well. It had been pretty obvious. Maybe it would be best to keep this particular comic just between the two of them for now.

“Anyway, you need any help with anything?” Alix asked. “Not murder or skeleton wars, I know. But really, I’ll do my best to help.”

“Nah, I don’t think there’s anything I need help with right now, unless you can come up with an idea for a new comic…”

“The adventures of Alix and Nathaniel sock-sliding around the Louvre after hours and avoiding security.”

“Uh… was that a suggestion for a comic, or a suggestion for real life?”

“Both.” She had a smirk on her face now. “Don’t think I didn’t notice you drawing the Louvre in the backgrounds of all your drawings, you know.”

“Well, it’s easy to draw…”

That was only partially true. Yes, a quick sketch of the iconic pyramid was easier than bothering with a proper detailed background, but the truth was that this place was starting to feel like a second home to him. The art exhibits had always had a soft spot in his heart, but now this area did too. The Kubdel quarters.

“But yes, let’s go sock-sliding!” he said quickly.

“Yeah! And let’s not get caught this time…”

“I’ll be stealthier now, I swear…”

He kicked off his shoes and followed her out of her room, looking forward to this. Silly adventure shenanigans were a lot more fun than he used to think – but then maybe that was because he was with Alix.

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It was a while before her offer for help was actually needed. Those several weeks were some of the best yet – Nath worked on new comics, became more sure of himself, made friends with more of his classmates, and even made friends with people outside his class. Like Marc, that blushy new kid in the art club who was even shyer than him.

That didn’t last.

It was all that diary’s fault. “Ladybug’s” diary. Marinette had given it to him, and she was friends with Alya, who ran the Ladyblog, right? She could feasibly have acquired such a thing, right? Nath didn’t have any reason to doubt that this was the real, legit diary of Ladybug. He expected it to be.

So when it turned out to be Marc…

It was strange how, when in a situation where Nath was not the shyest one around, it was so easy to become complacent. To lose his temper. To assume the worst. It reminded him all too clearly of his birthday, where Chloé had taken his sketchbook and made a fool of him in class, announcing his crush on Marinette to the world, followed by Evillustrator being betrayed by the girl of his dreams.

Was this Marinette’s revenge? Was she teaming up with Marc to make a fool of Nath again?

Please pick up, please pick up…

He held his phone to his ear as he strode towards the Louvre, having left Marc back at the park with that stupid diary. His brain still wasn’t working right – well, it didn’t seem to work right around Marc anyway for some odd reason, but that was beside the point. The blind panic that this situation had put him in, that he was being humiliated again, it was impossible to control, and he just needed to talk to–

“Hey Nath, what’s up?”

“Oh Alix, thank god you’re there!” He clutched the phone tighter, his pace increasing. “Are you at the Louvre right now? Can I come over?”

“Sure, what’s wrong?”

Could she tell from his voice? Maybe she could. “I need to talk about something that just happened, I… I’m scared I’m gonna get akumatized again, I’m just in such a bad mood…”

“Aw man, what happened?”

“I’ll tell you when I get there. See you soon.”

“Alright, take care of yourself…”

He hung up and hurried on. Even despite all his new friendships recently, they were all seeming so superficial right now. Any one of his classmates could suddenly turn on him, the way Marinette and Marc had just done. Taking advantage of his feelings. Playing a cruel trick on him.

And yet… he still trusted Alix. Somehow, instinctively, he found himself gravitating towards the Louvre – the one place where he always felt welcome no matter what, where he could let his guard down and just be himself without any worries clouding his mind. He used to wonder if it was the feeling of being in a museum, surrounded by art, that put him at ease. Now, he was beginning to believe it was more to do with the tiny little lifesaver who “allegedly” lived there.

Alix was his best friend. If there was anyone he could turn to for help, it was her. He never had been any good at letting his guard down, but for once in his life he needed to confide in someone. She had promised to help him, and he was counting on that.

[secretagentspydetectiveninja]

Hi! I saw the Aro/Ace August post, and I got really excited because I'm ace and the representation is so awesome! :) I was wondering about week 4 though, and this is just a logistical thing--how do we know which miraculers are ace or want to be known as ace? Is it common knowledge, or are there well-known ace miraculers that I should be aware of?? Please forgive me if this is an inappropriate question!

Ahh no problem, thank you for your ask, I’m glad you’re excited for it!

As for ace miraculers, there’s no list or anything but a few that I can think of off the top of my head are @megatraven @anipwrites @sadrien-depreste @akiwitch @inkjackets @this-was-a-terrible-idea @drienette but I’m sure there’s many more, and of course @miraculace hosts a lot of aro/ace content for the fandom so check that out too! A lot of the people they’ve reblogged from are ace miraculers, so there’s a good place to look for more.

If you’re an aro or ace miraculer feel free to reblog or reply to this post letting us know - if you’re comfortable with that, of course!