Slowly but surely building a tag system so i figured its time to do an intro post :D
so hello! My name is Ayden, im transmasc (he/they), and adrian chase has taken over my brain 🙂↕️🙂↕️. This blog will mostly be adrian-centric, however i have less fear of being annoying here than on my main blog ( @chaoszgod ), so you will see some occasional chaosposting, usually while im at work! I work overnights at a gas station, so my general hours of activity are weird and i sleep a loooot so never expect a consistent posting schedule 🤣
As for my writing, I'll probably be doing mostly x reader, with an occasional oc insert post here and there (when the inspiration strikes). I write a wide range, from fluff, to smut, to angst, and im well acquainted with dead dove content. Ill mostly be doing gender neutral & transmasc reader, however, I want my writing to be as inclusive as possible to all readers, so I tend to stay away from physical descriptions (i.e. hair color, eye color, skin color, weight, ect.)
I am also always open to requests, just know that theres a chance i might not write it. The brainworms are in control, not me 🤣. You're also all more than welcome to be insane about adrian in my ask box or dms!
Here is my current tagging system, ill be going back to edit old posts to fit this too!
Writing (drabbles, ficlets, ect.) - #chaoswrites
Homemade memes & eventually fanart maybe - #chaosmakes
Adrian posts that arent fics/memes that i made - #adriancore
Pictures of my pets - #kasposting for my dog, or #crowposting for my cat :3
i think some of yall love the concept and the idea of adrian but if someone with his actual traits and suspected disorders were to stand in front of you right now you would not give them the time of day and that's where i'm different <3
i love adrian chase and i think low empathy sociopaths deserve love, attention and respect just like all human beings but let’s also remember this man does Kill You If You Do Graffiti. like. let’s not pretend this is a classic case of me-no-likey-neurodivergent people
i feel bad i havent fed yall lately so have some of this vigcest wip im working on. I refer to prime earth vigilante as Adrian, and earth x vigilante as Adrien, for an easier distinction method :D. No tags yet cause theres nothing really worthy of them yet. Oh Adrian is a trans man because i can & its a western au
"C'mon, Vigil, we're almost there girl-" Adrian dug the spurs of his boot into his mount's flank, urging the horse to run faster. If he could just make it through this mountain pass, he'd be home free. A glance behind his shoulders tells him he's put good distance between him and the sheriff, but has the unfortunate consequence of preventing him from seeing the ripply blue rift he passes through until he's on the other side of it.
He's too keyed up on adrenaline to think much of it though, only focused on putting enough distance between him and his problem. By the time Adrian is reigning Standing Vigil into a slower trot, he's approaching a little town, eerily similar to the one he had just fled. Pulling his bandana up over his lower face, he slowly makes his way down the main street, keeping an eye out for trouble.
It had a nasty habit of finding him, and this time is no different, when he spots a man on a draft horse with a silver sheriff's star eyeing him down. And maybe its not the brightest to run on first sight of the law, but Adrian wasn't sticking around to risk it. Spurs to flank, and Vigil is off like a light again. Unfortunately for Adrian, the sheriff isn't far behind. Vigil is fast, but the draft has enough power to keep up with her, and before he knows it, theres a rope catching around his arms and abdomen, yanking him backwards off his mount. Standing Vigil rears back, whinneying as she skids to a stop, right as the sherrif slows his own steed.
"Steady now, Sentinel, we've got 'em." Adrian is unfortunately face down in the dirt, his arms held firmly to his sides by the tightened lasso, so while the voice sounds oddly familiar, he can't turn around to figure out why. He can hear the jingle of spurs as the other man approaches him, and suddenly theres a hand on the nape of his neck, hauling him up to his feet with an ease that makes his stomach swoop. Gloved hands wrestle his arms behind his back, snapping metal cuffs around each of his wrists. The man is pressed almost square against his back when he leans forward to speak in Adrian's ear.
"You're not goin' anywhere." And *Oh god*.
Adrian has to fight back the full body shudder, and what would have been a very embarrassing sound had it escaped. The voice is familiar because its *his*. Just, a little deeper, a little richer. Adrian's not sure how he knows, but he does, and the way it makes him feel was surely not in any holy book. "Uh-" He mumbles out uselessly, the mouth that usually got him in trouble unusually silent for once. Its almost too much to process all at once.
He's not given much time to think, either, before hes being hauled over a shoulder and all but thrown face down onto the back of the draft horse. At least now he can get a good look at the other man- other *him*- as Standing Vigil is lassoed then tied to the sheriff's saddle. His doppelganger hoists himself up, then snaps the reins, Sentinel falling into step on the path home.
The courthouse is empty when they arrive, the sheriff tying both horses to a post outside before hauling Adrian in, ushering him to his office. The door is slammed shut and his look-alike turns to face him, eyebrows furrowing together. Suddenly, he reaches out, yanking the bandana that covered the lower half of Adrian's face off. Its like looking in a mirror, almost. Adrian's features are a bit softer, there isnt a shadow of stubble on his chin, but it'd be impossible to ignore the similarities. It makes Adrien stop in his tracks, confusion settling onto his features. "Who are you?" He asks, voice rough.
Adrian clears his throat a bit, trying not to stare at the sharpness of his counterparts jaw. "Im uh- Adrian. Adrian Chase." All that earns him is his back being slammed into the wall, a strong forearm pressing up against his windpipe. He sucks in a sharp breath, eyes going wide. Adrien presses a little closer, eyebrows furrowed together tightly. "Are you fucking with me, boy?" He questions, voice low and dangerous.
Adrian shakes his head quickly, stuttering out a half panicked "No, sir-", and there must be something in his expression that makes Adrien believe him, because a second later the arm pinning him is gone. He clears his throat, staring almost awkwardly at the other man, who's staring him down too. Just as suddenly, his chin is being grabbed, head tilted side to side as Adrien studies him. "I must've fell of Sentinel, hit my head on a rock-" He mutters, disbelief evident in his voice.
I have been slowly working on some new stuff but the thing about winter is it makes me want to curl up into a ball and shrivel away 🤣 i promise ill feed yall eventually
