#spop fic

[irc-d-x-ao3]

Lil snippet of what's coming!!

In case you don't know yet, the SPOP 4th anniversary Big Bang, organized by @spopbang, is happening soon!! So here I present to you a little bit of my vampire AU for it!

CW: Blood

(I recommend reading the alt text or clicking on the pic to zoom in, some letters like e and o look the same otherwise -at least on pc-)

As you can tell, I'm VERY excited about this!! And I can't wait to share it XD

Btw, the artist name between parenthesis is the Tumblr account if u wanna check out her awesome work!!

#spop #spop fic #fic snippet #fic wip #spop big bang #vampire AU #cw: blood

[solarisquid]

JUST THIS ONCE... (Catradora)

Rating: General Audiences

Tags: She-Ra Season 5 Spoilers, Dark, Self-Hatred, Catra POV, Angst with a happy ending.

WC: 642

Notes: Bolded parts are whispers by Adora that Catra perceives as yells.

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"You look out for me. And I look out for you. Nothing really bad can happen as long as we have each other."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

That was the last memory that crossed Catra's mind before the pain.

"It was time I did justice to that promise myself. Stay safe, Adora..."

And those were her last thoughts before being forced to submerge inside the green glowing pool. Before the shadows took over and all she could hear was Horde Prime's voice, soon enough joined by thousands upon thousands of voices in the darkness. The hivemind. Their sound was deafening and Horde Prime's will was even sicker than any punishment Shadow Weaver had ever inflicted upon Catra. So she withdrew deep into her soul, far deeper than anyone could ever reach, to slumber for eternity as Horde Prime used her as a mere puppet.

Anyone but Adora. Suddenly, a light. And Adora was there. Somehow she had managed to break Prime's mind control. She didn't remember doing so. But soon enough, Prime took over again. This happened many times in a lapse of time way too short and Catra was hurting.

The last thing she saw before being surrounded by darkness once again... Was the abyss. A deep, dark abyss. Horde Prime wanted to end her life.

The darkness surrounded her, once again. She could also feel the grip of Horde Prime, restraining her whole mind. And the shadows started to grow bigger. And bigger. And bigger.

She was dying. And all she could think was... That she deserved it. She had ruined way too many people's lives. She had broken people, and pushed them away. A single good action couldn't redeem a monster like her. She deserved nothing, but death. The whole universe would be better off without her.

And then, among the shadows, she heard a voice. A shout, a yell. Accompanied by a light, so bright that the shadows started to retreat. So bright, that Horde Prime's light seemed like a shadow itself. So pure that she could feel Horde Prime's grip weakening, as he was burned by the light.

"Come on, Catra, you're not done. Not yet!"

She knew that voice. She knew it as well as she knew that the sun would rise every morning. Her heart skipped way too many heartbeats.

"Adora?"

"We're going home, Catra! You have to wake up!"

Then, Catra saw it. A bright, glowing door, calling her from within the shadows, attracting her. And Adora was there. Trying to reach Catra with her hand.

"Adora... I'm worthless. I hurt people. Why would you come back for me? I wanted you to be safe... To uphold my end of the promise for once. Leave me. You're better off without me."

"No, no!"

The sheer emotion in Adora's yells was enough to made Catra look at her. She was crying.

"I was the one who failed you! I broke the promise, while you always looked out for me, even after I left! So don't you dare blame yourself for that!"

"But..."

"Don't you get it!? I know I don't deserve it, but I'm begging you! I will never leave you again, so please, just this once... Come with me!"

Adora wasn't able to continue as she burst into tears. But her words were more than enough to make Catra feel something she hadn't felt in a long time. Hope for a better future. Hope for herself. Hope... For redemption. A will to live.

So she struggled with Horde Prime's weakened wrap. She struggled through the shadows, through the pain and through the darkness, reaching for Adora's hand, as her face filled with surprise.

When she opened her eyes, Adora was there. Leaning on her chest, feeling mentally exhausted and vulnerable... She said the only thing she could think of at the moment.

"Hey, Adora..."

AO3.

Kudos and reblogs are appreciated 💛

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[hymn-of-muse]

A Haunted Mind

A spop angst for catra, placed after the series ends.

tw for implications of mind control, manipulation and overall toxic relationships.

It had been months since she-ra had finally rid Prime from Hordak's mind and their lives for good, months since the best friend quartet had promised each other things would be better from now on, months since they'd set out into space again to fight back any remains of what Prime left behind on other worlds.

They'd re-entered space much more prepared for the travel this time, leaving etheria in the hands of Glimmer's father and the rest of the princesses. Hordak and Entrapta insisted on joining for a bunch of reasons catra honestly couldn't care any less about. 

Adora had assured her things would take time to feel..normal...to feel okay again. She understood it took time to heal and get passed things, but there was so much to work through..

Horde Prime may be gone but it sure as hell didn't feel like it to her. The scar from the chip on the back of her neck still hadn't fully healed over, often times she still felt like it was there..the thought of still being connected to that hive mind made her fur stand on end and sent an incredibly discomforting shiver down her spine.

Catra tried to push the thoughts away and get some sleep, curled up on her side next to a snoring adora who was currently sprawled out comfortably taking up more than just her side of the bed.

just sleep, just sleep... she'd repeat to herself, unable to focus on the sound of adora sleeping which in the old days would have helped put her to sleep in no time...

A second voice echoed in the back of her mind, no matter how small it was it was there and no matter how hard she tried to drown it out it still persisted. The inkling of possibility that Prime was still there, in her mind, waiting for his moment, waiting to use her again...

Her sharp nails kneaded her pillow, almost ripping the fabric as her stressed out habits took hold of her actions. A deep breath to steady her lively nerves and she sat up without waking adora, shuffling out of the bedroom and exploring the rest of the ship while everyone slept. Maybe her mind just needed some peace and quiet...

Catra found a windowsill to sit on, staring at the endless void of stars, a sea lacking gravity which they traversed without a sun over the surface of the horizon line to guide their direction. It was chilling but at the same time..almost soothing.

They were just going forward. That's what they wanted to do...what she needed to do. But the ship did it with much more ease than her.

She caught a glimpse of her reflection on the reinforced glass against the black nothingness outside. Her hair had started to grow out quite a bit by now...it almost frightened her to see her own reflection, she never liked looking at it..but seeing how longer hair had gotten felt like a sigh of progress, so she relaxed again.

Grey Tufts of fur, small but still visible, had started growing out. She almost forgot she cut them off after... Shadow Weaver... the image of the last time she saw her former mentor and only mother figure, the first and last time she actually got a good looka at her face, flashed in her mind as she recalled how the woman sacrificed herself.

She could never get it out of her head, could never piece it together...why Shadow Weaver suddenly had such a change of heart and did that for them...after everything she did in the past...though she did have her small moments where she really did seem to care as cruel as she had been ...maybe she really did care about them in the end.

Catra debated with herself over several things, she struggled more than anyone should to believe that people really cared, because in the end they ended up hurting or leaving her. Adora was helping her see she was wrong, helping her passed this, because adora came back for her..

Double trouble betrayed her, left her after what felt like mockery. Scorpia left, switched sides..though that was her fault, and Scorpia had since forgiven her.

She felt like the list of hurt she had done and recieved was almost endless. All those events still replaying vividly in her mind like they were so recent, fresh wounds, but it was just phantom pain.

All it was now was phantom pain, ghosts...hauntings...

The ship was quiet, she sat curled into herself watching the stars as they drifted on. Watching with a haunted mind.

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[tigerlily340]

Art Dump Incoming~

In honor of ATKU’s two-year anniversary today, let me share some of the art I did during my... somewhat prolonged hiatus 😅

Thank y’all for bearing with me, hope you enjoy!

(Doodles and Alar imagining what could’ve been~)

(Makeover ft. @ladybinary​ ‘s Lukas here~)

(Male Human!Kalio hair designs~)

And the last few are under the cut~

WARNING: partial / vague nudity

(The night before she lost her eye...)

(and lastly, Nautican dancer variations~)

#She Ra #she ra ocs #she ra fic #spop fic #across the known universe #horde clones #horde clone oc #Horde Prime #kalio and alar #art dump #happy anniversary #thank you all so much #tigerlily340 art

[dappercritter]

Entrapdak Fans, Your Attention Please!

Hi!

The Dapper Critter here, author of sleeper hit cuddly Entrapdak fic, Sleepless in the Fright Zone.

As you may remember, I’ve been teasing a second fic for some time. However, I hit a lot of snags on the road--some of it had to do with the pandemic, some of it had to do with looking back on SPOP and realizing it wasn’t as good as I remember. Either way, I ended up getting distracted with personal business or other fandoms that I felt more comfortable in.

But!

After actual years of teasing the good people of the Entrapdak fandom, I need your honest help.

Your feedback is appreciated!

#entrapdak #entrapdak fic #entrapdak fanfiction #entrapdak fanfic #spop fanfiction #spop fanfic #spop fic #spop hordak #hordak #spop entrapta #entrapta #thedappercritter #critter fics #ramblings of the critter

[simplyabsolute]

Queen of the Night

Summary: Adora is dragged to a nightclub by her two best friends before she enters her last year of graduate school to "have fun and relieve some stress." Know for being being the 'good-girl,' she's not interested in what that implies, nor does she find her friends innuendos funny. However, that all changes when she is immediately drawn to a mysterious brunette with a reputation when she steps foot in the club. Over the course of the night she learns not to judge a book by its cover and that breaking the rules to have a good time isn't always the end of the world.

Thank you @fruitsand-peachies for this beautiful art 😊

Read it here!

#spop #shera #catradora #adora #catra #spop fic #explict #ao3 #my fic

[jinxedcatra]

chapters: 1/1

pairing: adora/catra

word count: 5,186

summary: 'Catra starts coming over a lot more, Adam notices.

She’s over for dinner a few times, and on the weekends it seems like she basically moves in. When she and Adora aren’t at their place, Adam assumes that they’re over at Catra’s.

It’s nice that his sister finally has a real best friend, Adam thinks. She has a lot of friends, sure. She’s really close with Glimmer and Bow, but they’ve always had each other. Adora has never really had one friend that she’s super close with, so Adam is happy for her.'

Or, oblivious brother Adam doesn't realise that Catra and Adora are more than just gal-pals.

#adora #catra #catradora #spop #she ra #spop fic #spop fanfic #spop fanfiction #catradora fic #catradora fanfic #catradora fanfiction #s

[rileydrawesandwrites]

"Catra’s sixteen remembering twenty-five remembering sixteen" "Catra is twenty-five, remembering, and the memory is the start of something that will end"

For the love of all the gods and devils that ever existed in any pantheon that may be holy to you, just read this fic.

Just.

Do it.

#catradora #catradora fic #catra #adora #pacific rim #shera and the princesses of power #spop #spop fic #i am positively fucking feral #trust me

[llemonbee]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Adora/Catra (She-Ra) Characters: Adora (She-Ra), Catra (She-Ra), Glimmer (She-Ra), Entrapta (She-Ra), Mermista (She-Ra), Hordak (mention), Perfuma (She-Ra), Scorpia (She-Ra), melog (mention) Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, adora needs therapy and a hug, Post-Canon, adora soldier era over confusion, adora existential crisis, catra comforting era, Panic Attack, anxiety too, adora paranoid about things, lesbians in the forest, Catra is in Love with Adora (She-Ra), Adora is in Love with Catra (She-Ra), hey adoraaaa, Adora Has Issues (She-Ra), Serious Conversation, mental illness luv Summary:

"Everything is fine. Everything is fine. Everything is fine"

 OR

two months post-canon adora is adjusting to the new world and accidentally turns into she-ra one morning and can't turn back.

h is for hurt c is for comfort

ME AND MY BESTIES WROTE A SHORT CATRADORA FIC PLS CHECK IT OUT <3 (its very adora needs therapy)

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[rosiesared]

catradora where they’re sleeping together in the same bed and one of them has a nightmare so the other comforts them 🥺

A faint hum ricochets against the halls of Brightmoon, twinkling and shimmering in nature. That’s the only indication that anyone else’s within the castle, the usual laughter of its halls dulled by the serenity of sleep.  Adora watches as the moonlight filters in through the curtains of her and Catra’s room, staining the duvet with a streak of silver, and illuminating her girlfriend’s face. She looks so peaceful in her sleep; her muscles relaxed and her expression light - it’s a shame seeing her like this had been so few and far between during the war. From her position in Adora’s lap, Catra shifts, and her warmth spills like drops of tea onto her legs. She mutters a few words, meanings hazed by their semi-conscious nature, and her shoulders tense against her. Her hands clench into fists, and her face breaks out into something akin to a silent scream. Just seeing it makes Adora’s heart break.  Adora’s hand stills against Catra’s head. ”Catra?” When she doesn’t immediately get a response - understandable, considering her girlfriend was very much asleep at the moment - she gently yet firmly shifts her palm to Catra’s exposed shoulder, allowing herself a short smile at the way the light illuminated the bumps and ridges that adorned it.  “Catra, wake up, you’re having a nightmare.” Adora says, shaking her in the hopes of waking her up.  Catra’s eyes flutter a couple times, something troubled flickering within them, before widening; yellow and blue, haunted by the ghosts of their pasts, standing out in the dimly-lit room. Her head whips around the room; towards the raised ceiling, the plush mattress the two of them sat on, the waterfall, before squarely landing on Adora’s face.   “Adora?”  “It’s okay, you’re safe now,” Adora murmurs into the scruff of her hair. ”I’ve got you.”  Catra smiles. “I never needed you to catch me.” “I know.” Adora says, returning her hand to Catra’s head, smiling as she lets out a hum of contentment.  “But.” Catra says, averting her gaze, “I’m glad you did.” “And I’ll never stop.”

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[hymn-of-muse]

A Haunted mind 5

[a haunted mind 5]

Chapter five. Tension.

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The air in the ship felt heavy, the smell of breakfast feeling like the only thing to ease the ache of anxiety as yet another pit started to form in catra's stomach.

She lingered in bed, knees to her chest and curled up on the mattress, while adora had gone ahead before her. 

The fight she had with glimmer last night as well as the nightmare and flashbacks of memories lingered in her mind and kept her body from moving towards the door of the room.

A lot of what she'd said last night just came out without any warning, without even thinking about it. She didn't even realize a large part of what she said was how she'd been feeling and it all spilled out like a bursted bottle screwed shut too tightly.

She felt melog nudge her hand and looked over her knees at it, giving the alien cat a gentle scratch behind the ear. "I'll join them later...not really hungry right now"

Melog let out a low "mrow" in protest, knowing she was lying. Just then as if confirming her companions suspicions, her stomach growled and started demanding the food she could smell through the ship. 

"Ugh okay, maybe I am hungry. But I can't just go out there after last night and act like nothing happened, how am I supposed to..." She gave a sigh and stretched out her legs, pushing herself off the bed. "Never mind. I'll just...get it over with." Her need for food overrides her anxiety around confrontation.

A quick outfit change later and catra headed out of her and adora's shared room with melog at her side. She walked down the hall and towards the cockpit of the ship where everyone had gathered.

A cheery voice rang out as the door slid open and closed behind her. "TINY PANCAKES!! These are so good!!!" Entrapta squealed before shoveling a couple small pancakes into her mouth.

Catra forced a smile as the purple haired princess turned and waved with a muffled greeting. "Hey ctra!" 

"Catra, hey, care for some pancakes?" Bow smiled, offering her a plate of normal looking pancakes. "Glimmer helped" he admitted with a shy shrug.

"Oh um...sure" she nodded, taking the plate and a fork and walking over to where adora sat against the wall eating her own plate of pancakes.

"You sure you can eat all that?" She chuckled at her girlfriend who was happily eating away at her pile.

"What? Sure I can! They're great!" Adora insisted as catra sat next to her, melog curling up at the both of their feet.

Catra's eyes shifted around the room, from adora's adorable glee as she ate, entraptas equally giddy mood as she ate more tiny pancakes when bow handed them to her, Hordaks refusal to try them at first only to give in for Entrapta and her smike, finally over to glimmer, who avoided eye contact and glanced away when catra looked over.

Her eyes then fell to her own plate. She'd normally just brush it off and feel at ease, but after everything that's happened and she could see the mix of a cold shoulder and guilt ridden silence from glimmer... The pit in her stomach seemed to boil her appetite away.

"Catra" for a second her mind flashed back to the scenes in her nightmares, fur standing on end and shoulders actively tensing up, but she relaxed when she registered it was actually adora, the other laying a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"Hey, it's nothing like the food I made yesterday, trust me, nothing's burnt or undercooked." She smiled, trying to lighten the mood.

Catra tried smiling back but adoras faltered when she say it didn't reach her eyes. "Still waking up from that nightmare, huh?" 

"Catra has nightmares?" Bows question and worried look made her tense up all over again, tail folding over her ankles.

"No, no. I'm fine, it's nothing" she insisted. Even glimmers short cast of a worried glance made her curl further in to herself. She didn't want pity. "I'm fine"

"Okay, okay" bow held up a hand, palm foreword, a plate in his other hand while he made his attempt at coming off friendly and non threatening. 

She hated this. Pity, sympathetic looks...it was bad enough she got worried looks from adora when she grew up used to adoras smiles and teasing to cheer her up.

This wasn't what she wanted, she didn't wanted to be given masks of sympathy. She didn't want to be treated like she was fragile and could blow up at any minute, she didn't want to be the danger.

The tension in the room got worse. They still hadn't mentioned last night, thankfully, but the room felt almost sufficatingly awkward. Suffocatingly...breathing..

Her chest was tight, she couldn't breathe. Why couldn't she breathe??

"Catra? You're shaking" adora said quietly, slipping her hand to catra's wrist, taking the untouched plate and cutlery and setting them aside with her own. "Catra it's okay" she whispered.

She shut her eyes tight as adora put their foreheads together, not wanting to see the concerned look in her girlfriends eyes and just wanting to hear the comforting tone in her voice.

"Breathe with me, catra" adora spoke softly as she counted the rhythm of their unmatched breathing, hers steady, catra's uneven and wavering, forced. "Just relax. Okay? In one...two...three...four..." Slowly but surely the pattern of their breathing matched up and catra's heartrate calmed with her.

"There you go, good job" adora pressed a kiss to catra's forehead and she opened her eyes to see that familiar warm smile again. Pride. "You're alright catra"

She the realized the silence in the room and felt embarrassed, avoiding looking anywhere but the floor. It was going to be a long, awkward day full of tension in the space ship...

tagging: @mariabrightmoon

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[tigerlily340]

CHAPTER EIGHT OF ACROSS THE KNOWN UNIVERSE IS HERE!

Chapter 8 of ATKU is now up on AO3, complete with illustrations!

And why yes, this IS the chapter where Alar gets his magic-girl transformation!

#she ra #she ra fic #spop #spop fic #she ra oc #horde clone oc #horde clones #horde prime #spacebats #spacebat oc #kalio and alar #across the known universe #read on ao3 #tigerlily340 art

[odoniam]

hello! i posted a new catradora highschool fic! i liked writing it and i'll update it monthly. find it on ao3!

#catradora #spop #sapphic #she ra and the princesses of power #spop fic #wlw

[dirt-apple-productions]

Shadow Weaver begins to train her successors, and Micah finds his will to live. A new chapter of Starwalker is available to read now! Hit the link above to read the latest addition, "Mercy Mirror."

***

Rated M for depictions of suicide/self-harm and abuse.

Five years have passed since Emeth Light Spinner cast the Spell of Obtainment and was presumed dead. But little does the world know that she survived, and lives on as the dark sorceress Shadow Weaver. As the second-in-command of the Horde, she has bound herself to wreaking destruction on Etheria as revenge for the pain they put her through. But Shadow Weaver has a secret - care for the soon-to-be king of Bright Moon, General Micah of the Rebellion. Though the young, idealistic commander does not know who she is, Shadow Weaver watches him with buried longing for a return to the days when they trained together as master and apprentice in Mystacor. She cannot allow anyone in the Horde to know this, for fear of being deposed - not even her most loyal servant, Carmen - and cannot let her identity slip to him for fear of rejection.

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[incorrect-quotes-from-she-ra]

ok ik you get a lot of glitra stuff but u just write them so good so mayhaps a glitra with an "accidental" first kiss? whether one of them planned it, someone else did, or it was a genuine accident is up to you! love your writing and have a good day!

!! thank you so much for your kind words, anon, i hope you like what i've written!! :D

It happens at a football match. At a fucking football match, of all things. Glimmer cannot believe herself, or Catra, but she also can, because it's the sort of stupid, impulsive thing she'd do.

Okay, okay, back up, rewind just a little bit.

Catra is the manager of one of the biggest football teams in the country. She also works as a coach, alongside Adora, and Glimmer does a lot of management as well; the three of them work really well as a team.

It happens at the finals of the season, and it's the first time their team has ever actually made it to the finals. Catra bit her nails down to stubs last night, in anxiety, and Glimmer had forcefully put her to sleep by threatening to knock her out.

Anyways. She's getting off track.

The Etherians are tied with Prime, 3-3, and there are. 3 fucking minutes left in the game. Logically, Glimmer knows that if it ends in a tie they still have a chance; there's extra time and then the penalties. But she'd much rather get it over with, instead of dragging out the torture for longer. Glimmer can feel the tension all wound up in her, curling in her shoulders, as the Etherians lose the ball.

Fuck. If Prime scores, it'll be over.

Their star shooter [Glimmer can't be bothered to remember her name, right now] wounds up her foot for a kick, but Frosta, bless her tiny frame, zips in and steals the ball. The Etherian fans groan in relief, but all Glimmer feels is tension, tension, tension, as their team dribbles and dribbles and defenders tackle.

A hand finds her's. It's long, and slightly rough, and Glimmer realises, with shock, that it's Catra's.

"Ignore it," Catra grits out. "Come on, Perfuma, just kick the fucking ball. Kick it."

Perfuma passes to Scorpia.

She's- she's a good scorer, but when she's under pressure, under a ticking clock-

Things normally don't go so well.

Catra's hand tightens in Glimmer's, to the point of pain, but she doesn't let go; she squeezes back, just as tight.

Scorpia gets past a defender, and she's close enough that if she wants a shot, she can take it.

30 seconds left. It's this shot, or nothing.

A series of events:

Scorpia kicks, the goalkeeper dives;

And misses; the ball just barely scraping the edge of her fingertips and hitting the net with a soft thump. The crowd is silent for a heartbeat and explodes, with cheers and yells and Glimmer feels the noise rise up in her chest as there's suddenly a weight thrown on her.

Catra's jumped on her, her beautiful face alight with laughter and disbelief and joy, and she's light enough and her legs are wrapped around Glimmer, whose hands are locked under her thighs.

"WE WON!" she hollers, at the top of her lungs. "Sparkles, we WON, we won, we won-" she cuts herself off and leans in.

She doesn't have to move much for their lips to touch; their faces are already pressed close enough. Glimmer is shocked into not moving, just for a moment, but Catra's weight on her arms brings her to earth again.

She kisses back.

Catra pulls away first, and god, the expression on her face; Glimmer wants to freeze the world then and there so she can look at the way her eyes crinkle with unbridled happiness and the way her lips and cheeks are flushed red forever.

"We won," she whispers, and presses her forehead to Glimmer's. A slow smile crosses Glimmer's face, and she closes her eyes, ignoring the burn in her arms. They can deal. They're finally holding Catra.

[The championship was not the only thing they won today.]

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god i took so many liberties with the game of football. i wanted to make it so that scorpia scored the goal that would tie them, and the game would end. i asked my brother if the game would end after a tie he told me ‘no’ and then he asked me why and i couldn’t say it was because i was writing gay fanfiction. anyways. cheers, thanks for reading, prompt answers will be posted every day, quotes are still on the way, thanks for sticking with me!! <33

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[jinxedcatra]

pairings: adora/catra, bow/glimmer

chapters: 1/12

summary: 'Catra looks her up and down, and to Adora’s surprise, she looks mildly impressed. “Hey, Adora. I’m Catra.”

“You don’t know how happy I am that it’s you,” Adora says, and she stops second guessing herself and moves forwards to pull Catra in for a hug. “You’re literally my favourite pro on the show.”

Catra laughs quietly into her shoulder, but she’s somewhat quick to pull away. “Then you should know I have extremely high standards and expectations. But don’t worry. I’ll make sure you meet them one way or another.”

Adora laughs nervously. “I’m not sure if I should be scared or not.”

Catra smirks. “Maybe you should be.”'

Or, the Strictly Come Dancing/DWTS Catradora AU that nobody asked for.

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