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Not an ask, but wanted to let you know about this convo on TikTok! I just referenced a tiny part of Why must I be a Teenager, and it was immediately recognized and loved!!
Awww! This put the biggest smile on my face! How cool to see my fic recognized out in the wild! Thank you for sharing this with me ❤️❤️❤️
twilight wednesdays
one last hurrah for the EM school castes sims!
i couldn't not do Clueless Teens EM by @karizard-ao3 🫶
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spheres of glass-spun fate
an aberfaeth fic
Adaine feels the weight of Fig’s stare by her side, and she meets her gaze with an arched eyebrow.
Fig shrugs, and turns to look over the field. The silence between them is loaded, and whatever Fig was about to say, Adaine knows with a surety, will decide if they can ever come back from the aftermath.
“I’ve never really cared about what other people think of me,” Adaine snorts at this, Fig only narrows her eyes at her but presses on. “But somehow, I kinda really care about what you’d think of me after.”
“After?”
They’re not hidden by anything at all, quite the opposite really, as they’re at the top seats in the bleachers, in clear view of everyone on campus. This should put Adaine in the defense, ring alarm bells in her head-- the entire Bloodrush team is down there-- but Fig is quick as a flash of light as she moves into Adaine’s personal space. Adaine is strangely prepared for this, bracing herself for the impact, eyes closed for whatever trainwreck was about to happen (should happen, will happen).
She expects it to be quintessentially Fig, brash and bold, but she’s surprised when she feels the feather-light press of Fig’s lips against her own.
Her surprise must’ve read differently to Fig who quickly backs away before Adaine can even register the motion, or even begin thinking about reciprocating, and she feels strangely lost. Fig smiles at her softly and proceeds to jog down towards the Bloodrush team.
This moment reminds her of her first day at Agueforth, of the glass ball that her father gave her before going to school, the heavy and delicate weight of something massive and precious in her hands. She’s afraid of holding on, but also of letting go,
“So,” Riz says from behind her, a hand scratching the back of his head and eyes trained toward the team, “that happened.”
“Yeah,” Adaine is still dumbstruck by what happened, fingers gently touching her lips, eyes carefully tracking Fig’s movements as she talks with Gorthalax. “It did happen.”
“Wanna talk about it?” “Unless you wanna talk about Ragh,” Riz suddenly looks panicked, and Adaine throws Riz a smug look. Riz looks equal parts indignant and amused, his face flushing at the mention of Ragh’s name. He’s as hopeless as her on that front then. He punches her on the shoulder gently, eyes soft, and he plops down with her.
They stay there for a while, sitting side by side, the glass-ball weight of the world gone from Adaine’s hands as she feels the world settling down again with her.
I think my Christmas gift to myself is going to be turning off comments on Clueless Teens. The ratio of annoying comments to delightful comments is overall too high. I don't like reflexively preparing myself every time I get a comment notification, just in case it's yet another complaint.
I really really really liked how you described eren in your teenage fic, him having long dark eyelashes that makes Porcos think he's wearing eyeliner is so accurate lol
Pretty boy eren>>>>
I always felt like he looked like he was wearing eyeliner in the manga! I'm positive he's one of those boys with unfairly beautiful eyes
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Look what I woke up to! Thank you for 1500 kudos!!!
Hi, just wanted to say that I'm reading your teenage eremika fic and armins jealousy of eren in a tux is fucking hilarious
Are you at (or past) the part where Eren actually has to rent a tux? Poor Armin was about to have a stroke 😂
With all the excitement over the Last Attack bonus scene featuring Attack on School Castes EMA, I see a lot of people wishing there was an animated series. I don't have an animated series, but I can offer you this: a long ass Eremika fanfic set in the AOSC universe, featuring pretty much the entirety of the AOT cast at some point.
(Please be aware this fic contains an extreme amount of miscommunication because they are fifteen and dumb.)
There is a fucking typo on the cover. I only just noticed. Ugh. I'll worry about that later.
