4 Works in Zine: Infinity and Beyond: A Clay Terran Zine
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three body problem minus one by demistories
Fandoms: 逆転裁判 | Gyakuten Saiban | Ace Attorney
07 Sep 2025
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A year out from being stabbed, Clay kind of thought he would have more going on.
Instead, he’s got an empty apartment, a cat who doesn’t want to cuddle tonight, and an admittedly pretty sick scar. If he acts like it’s kind of cool, it takes some of the sting out of it.
or, on his one-year anniversary of nearly dying, clay runs into klavier gavin in a 24-hour convenience store.
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We Are Each Other's Moon by SuperDuperStarry
Fandoms: 逆転裁判 | Gyakuten Saiban | Ace Attorney
17 Jan 2025
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Apollo didn’t know this, hadn’t been told, could not, under any circumstance, be told, but Clay had considered him his best friend ever since that night under the stars, when they all but tore out their vocal chords reassuring each other and themselves, after which Clay was finally so exhausted that he could go home and shut his eyes, and only a peaceful black canvas of the night awaited him.
In which Clay Terran grows up and his friendship with Apollo is eternal.
Written for Infinity and Beyond: A Clay Terran Zine!
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“Mom! Do you really think we'll see shooting stars today? What if it's all over by the time we get there?” he asked nervously, as if he was afraid someone might have plucked all the stars from the sky like apples from a tree.
His mother giggled with amusement.
“Don't worry about that, my little astronaut. I'm more than sure that old Perseus still has a few stars left for us.”This reassured the boy and he made a mental note to thank Perseus if he ever met him.
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Los Angeles didn’t have visible stars. Clay only saw stars when he drove for hours on end in pursuit of them. Yet, here they were. Here they were. Millions of vivid stars inundated the sky. They were speckled above like they’d been painted by hand. He’d always dreamed of this in the throes of childhood. The reality of big cities, however, was that they did not have stars. They had lights, people, and plenty of noise.
He stopped. He put his wrist to his forehead. No fever. Space heebie-jeebies? His shaking hands slowly traveled up his arms. His grasp tightened as he scanned the expanse.
Darkness engulfed the city in half of a sweeping moment. Every last light burned out with a near-deafening mechanical whine. The shock rocked him. He flinched and felt around for the nearest wall, his gloves scraping against brick.
That doesn’t happen, he thought. This is bad. This is really, really bad.