Hi there! I'm Eva. :)
I reply to all reviews except for those left on my original fiction. I like writing stories about F/F relationships, characters of color, and wonky headcanons. Enjoy!
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When Piper McLean's photos are found mysteriously burned, all signs point to Drew Tanaka as the culprit. Now she has to sit through this undignified trial (if it can even be called that) to prove her innocence. She tells her side of the story to a panel of four other Camp Half-Blood campers, and as she continues, her audience grows more and more captivated.
Because this story details a secretive fling with the dignified, stoic, and decidedly unromantic Reyna Ramirez-Arellano.
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To Astrid's chagrin, her parents, who are far too old for this type of funny business, birth her an annoying, redfaced, wailing sister. When she's twenty. So when her parents name the baby Britta, Astrid calls her Burpy instead.
Messes are born, chaos ensues, and amidst it all, the baby somehow, somehow survives childhood. Not that Astrid cares or anything.
(for Bianca and her love of dragons)
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Some people need only a single second chance at life to realign themselves with who they wish to be. Others require many more second chances.
This is a tale of the latter.
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where to traverse would be to drown
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and then i am silent.
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Four lives Astoria saved. And then the fifth.
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Sometimes, only the most mundane activites could bring the most joy.
Astoria/Susan + Astoria/Draco | companion to "five lives"
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Locked in a tower, forbidden to see the world. Such is the stuff of fairytales.
Except, this is Hope's reality.
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Some dreams are more than dreams.
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I never realized how much I loved the scent of peppermint, until it was three
days till Christmas break and Rose still hadn’t asked me to visit her family.