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Silver-eyed warriors: Ozma's perfect weapons. He was so desperate for them, he would be willing to overlook all but the most egregious sins to recruit one. They'd be the perfect infiltrators into his little inner circle, if only he didn't keep them on such tight leashes.
So when Salem's spies hear rumours of a newborn with silver eyes, it's all she can do to make the child hers.
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14 Aug 2025
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Yang's trip into the forest with Ruby ends differently- Qrow is just a minute late. One minute changes a lot of things when it's a pack of Beowolves against two tiny children.
Yang is scarred, Ruby is transformed.
Somehow, this is... a good thing?
A Hound!Ruby fic featuring puppy cuddles, adopted siblings, lesbians, happy endings, friends, family, and Ruby Rose's never ending quest for a bigger caliber of rifle.
Edit 12/25/23: I uploaded the entire rest of the fic from chapter 176 to 210
Edit 2/23/24: Apparently all the image links broke... fixed it. Hopefully.
Edit 3/17/24: Okay, I fixed the images for real this time. It better fuckin' stay fixed.This fic made possible with support from The Madhouse
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i would fall from grace (just to touch your face) by blxxm
Fandoms: Twilight Series - All Media Types, Twilight Series - Stephenie Meyer
05 Dec 2023
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“I am not your prey,” it is firm, perhaps the firmest Bella has ever been in her life. She is solid, ramrod, ready to face anything.
She turns, then.
Artemis is there, waiting for her, with a smile she hasn't seen before.
No fangs, no mirth. She is no predator right now, she is simply a woman, a woman who glows, who shimmers in Selene’s moonlight, who the rain falls around – and she is looking at her.
“I would never wish you to be,” it is almost a whisper. Bella can still hear the rain around them, pounding away at the ground, getting closer and closer the more Artemis focuses on her. “Simply put, Isabella: dangerously so, right now, I want you to be mine.”
Blood in her ears, rough and unforgiving, Bella wishes to finally know the taste of that nectar, of the honeyed immortality beyond Artemis’ lips, of every drop of ichor and divinity that flows within her Goddess.
She rushes her, hands clasping behind Artemis’ neck, fingers threading into the loose hairs of her braid and –--
Or, Rosalie is Artemis, Bella is her patron. What could possibly go wrong?
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30 Oct 2024