I LOVE Miraculous! I Write Fanfic About It, I Browse Art, Talk To Strangers On The Internet About It

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The second Nathalie put on the Peacock, Gabriel was locked in. He flirted with the idea of giving up his pursuit of the miraculous during S2 Style Queen, but never again after that.

Imagine the grief of losing both Nathalie and Emelie to the peacock. How could he ever live with himself after that?

“Alright Adrien, it’s your first day as a health inspector and your first job is the finest and most prestigious restaurant in Paris. What could go wrong?”

*Opens the door*

Adrien: “Health inspect-“

*Hundreds of multimice stare up at him, all wearing little chef hats*

Adrien: 👀👀

Multimouse: “Get him!”

(Ratatouille except with Multimouse)

The fic that made me fall in love with the Sabrina Adrien pairing. It's such a cute combo you have no idea

I commissioned this piece from @mantabanter and it is AMAZING! 🥰

This is a scene from Chapter 14 of my fic, Dog Daze. Which is complete and posted on AO3(link in bio)

Was browsing the official Zag store for Ladybug merch and burst out laughing. Just imagine, waking up Christmas morning, unwrapping a present and your favorite dude just stares back at you. I love it so much

The love square is GOATED, especially in terms of Adrinette.

Like, of course they’d fall for each other. How could they ever bring themselves to love another person so deeply besides their partner?

Hmmmm you know who else spins like that?

Authors may never know just how much their works affect us and there’s something tragic about that. Thank you to all the writers, please keep your work up, it means more to people than you know.

I get so incredibly emotional about fanfiction. many a time have I wept about the passage of time—dear 2018 fic that had the authors note etchings that you were in grad school: I hope writing this made midterms more bearable, or at least that one night. thank you for writing my favorite character or ship, it’s comforting to know that I have a friend across time that had the same rot, the same afflictions, the same ideas when experiencing this media. 

dear fanfiction from my adolescence, that made me realize I still had worth outside of conventional creative writing classes. that I was still a writer, even in the dark, even alone. thank you for influencing me in so many ways unbeknownst to you. 

I get emotional about the “missing” parts in an unfinished series—what was in your head, ao3 user? your dreams and hopes and ideas? Or, what about chapter ten, which has triple the amount of comments due to your plot twist. what was that like in the timeline of your life? or, what was it like when you happened to only get one comment on chapter 1? 

the rarepair authors that I’ll never connect with because they moved on: thank you for still leaving it up. 

it’s just. cosmic to me to open these fics from 2,5,10 years ago and see where the author was at, to see where fandom was at, to see anything at all so human!!

I can comment, I can kudos and bookmark, but there’s no obligation for them to write back. I’m just thinking about the passage of time and the idea that we can connect in so many ways!

got sick recently so here sillies

The 4 basically finished fanfics sitting on my PC: “Just post us already! You're right at the finish line”

Me: But then people will read you and and what if they don’t like you? (つ﹏< )

Fics: …

Fics: You just don’t want to edit us do you?

Me: I don’t want to edit you