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'Colors vary, hues may shine. As lavender sings, "Please be mine."'
The world is often hard and unkind to young teenagers and the Wizarding World is no exception. Between violent animosity from his relatives and keeping his home life a secret while living at the wonder that is Hogwarts, Harry wants nothing more than to live a normal life. Free of the dark, wizard or otherwise. 4th yr AU
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14 Feb 2021
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If it weren't for her grandfather, Weiss would have lost her wings at birth. If it weren't for her mother, she would have lost them as a toddler, when she was still too young to remember them. If it weren't for her sister, she would have lost them as a child, the moment she was old enough to be afraid of them.
Weiss arrives at Beacon still counting down the days to her eighteenth birthday, when she will finally get rid of them for good. It's the obvious next step. Until, that is, her team does what they do best, and makes everything a whole lot more complicated.
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12 Feb 2021
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Summer, Taiyang, Raven, and Qrow would normally never stay at a place as disgustingly Atlesian as this. Unfortunately, it's nearly midnight and they don't have time to find another hotel to—hey wait a second, is that a fucking kid?
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12 Feb 2021
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In which teams are shuffled,
Ruby feels like a one-eyed king in a land where everyone else has two,
Dove babysits three avatars of chaos and destruction,
and Jaune just wants his team to stop arguing for ten consecutive minutes.
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12 Feb 2021
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One of them had listened to her instincts to run a lot sooner, and so she did, away from her past, away from her life. Only a new life isn't what she found, bound by fear and the all encompassing will to survive. She didn't need the Academies, she'd sacrificed too much already to risk being a huntress, and she was too ashamed to return home. All there was anymore was tomorrow, and her ability to rise and greet it.
The other was a fractured person wearing the face of someone far more whole. A broken hero was still broken, but the world moved on and forgot, leaving her alone in a cage with no bars, with thoughts of betrayals and what-might-have-beens, she can still identify something deep down, burning, consuming, and hoping to roar back to life before it gets snuffed out completely.
A beast borne of guilt.
A fighter bent by abandonment.
Years after Salem's defeat, they can walk the path to recovery together, or surrender themselves to a mutual end.
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09 Feb 2021