Cat from Fair

AusHun: You're a sucker for old-fashioned romance, but you're also a sucker for the breaking of traditional gender roles

PruHun: Your ideal partner is one who can kick your ass and will do so upon request

GerIta: You either are a firm believer in opposites attract, or you just want a happy ending for HRE and Italy

HRE/Italy: You're either a strict follower of canon, an emotional masochist, or desperately clinging to any hope that GerIta will be endgame.

RusAme: Your ideal ship dynamic is Enemies to Lovers

GerAme: You're a dog person

PruCan: You just want good things for these two, and honestly who doesn't.

PruIta: You're a slut for unrequited love stories

Prumano: You probably ship GerIta and don't want the older brothers to feel left out.

GerAus: You either know nothing about the history between these two nations or EVERYTHING about the history between these two nations.

USUK: There's a high chance you're an American and that has a lot to do with why this pairing was the easiest for you to fall in love with at first glance.

FrUk: You will die for your Rival Ships

OzAus: You're a slut for irony and wordplay.

Germancest: You've evolved beyond caring what other people think about your ships.

ItaPan: If it was possible to die of cuteness, you would.

GerPan: Your ideal date involves staying inside and watching a movie together.

Ameripan: You like anime and videogames more than you'd like to admit.

RoChu: You're that one friend who knows an unsettling amount about communism and the Cold War.

at the end of the season you can see in adora’s eyes that she’s done trying to help catra. if catra won’t join her then she’s no longer her friend; she’s her enemy.

and i think catra heard her loud and clear

(anflkasnfojsanckjsan Thank you. I’m really glad you like it, I love making feel-y things like that heh. Also I changed the dialogue of 36 slightly. Same idea just some different words to better fix what is going on :v).

Glimmer slowly opens her eyes. It feels like weights sit on them. Her vision is blurry as she lifts her head up, equally as heavy as her eyelids. She finds herself somewhere she does not know. All around her is red. A far cry from the pinks and purples of Brightmoon. There is something cold under her legs, cold and smooth. The word metal takes a moment to find its into her mind. All around her is the sleek substance, Where the hell is she?

Thoughts start to trickle back in. She remembers being at the dance with Adora and Bow, upset with Bow being with Perfuma. Even with her mind half here, she kicks herself for thinking that way about Bow. Now she has no idea where he is. Then she recalls Adora fighting with Catra. Searching for Bow while things went to shit. Finding him only for everything to turn black. The Horde had snuck their way into the ball. That is where she must be. Captured and at the Fright Zone.

Glimmer sits up more, coming more too. She remembers waking up before only for something or someone to knock her out again. There is feeble attempt to try her magic and see if she can get out that way but she only creates a small spark of light. Glimmer attempts to teleport her way out of the bright, red static that keeps her pinned to the ground but the second she does, it feels like her whole body is on fire. She cries out in pain and barely is able to make out a new voice in the room.

“I should warn you, Princess. Any attempt to teleport through these restraints will only cause you pain,” a ghostly figure of a woman walks up to her and flicks her forehead. Glimmer flinches. “It seems my Black Garnet and your powers don’t mix. Besides, your mother will be here soon.”

So this is Shadow Weaver. The one who haunts Adora’s nightmares and sometimes waking hours. This is the person who raised her and took her in as an infant. No way in hell she is going let her play any mind games with her. She spats back at Shadow Weaver, calling her out.

Her mind is still a fog when Shadow Weaver speaks again. Telling Glimmer she is speaking the truth, that her mother has given herself up for her. She mocks her, talking about how much the war as done to family like with her father.

“She-ra will stop you!” Glimmer shouts back, tears pricking in her eyes.

This makes Shadow Weaver laugh. “There is no She-ra.”

endless list of otps → adora and glimmer (she-ra and the princesses of power)

(did my best with the angst, ie, hopefully its angst enough. Slight hint at catradora also only because I needed it to drive the idea I have that again hopefully is angst enough rip. Won’t tag it as such just an fyi)

Do you believe in soulmates?

The question plays on a loop in Adora’s mind. She never can answer the question. Did she believe in it at one point? Yes she did. She knew what a soulmate is growing up. Overheard it once or twice in the Horde somehow. What she heard and what she understood as a child was they were that one person who completed you. There only is one out there to be your soulmate and be with you for the rest of your life. One and only can be a soulmate.

Adora thought that it her one and only person was Catra. Thick as thieves those two were growing up. No one else understood Adora like Catra and vice versa. One was rarely seen without the other. They two did complete each other, balanced each other out even on the days they acted the same. Adora believed wholeheartedly Catra was the one, was her soulmate. And how lucky she was not to have searched for them. They always where with her since as far back as she could recall.

But life is funny like that. A war was torn them away from each other, Pitted them against each other and have them hating one another or burying any feelings there is deep inside. That isn’t what a soulmate is. Soulmates are not suppose to be like this. How can that one person be like this? Is a soulmate all a lie?

And that comes to the other question that plays in Adora’s mind when she hears Do you believe in soulmates? She doesn’t know now. She always thought it was one person and she thought it was Catra. Now she hears otherwise that there isn’t just one person to call you that. Both in the sense of you can be wrong and there are many people who can help complete you. Adora struggles to believe this after what occurred but Glimmer unknowingly has tested that idea.

The princess of Brightmoon has wriggled her way into Adora’s heart in ways she didn’t expect. She knows how to make her laugh, knows how to comfort her when she is down, know how to surprise her in little ways to make her day. Whenever Adora is with Glimmer, she gets a warm fuzzy feeling in her chest without fail. The same way she use to feel with Catra.

Strange how that is. Who she once she thought was her soulmate became her bitter enemy and who she once thought was her bitter enemy has—

Adora shakes that thought from her head. No. Not again. She doesn’t want to risk that again and be heartbroken. She can’t tolerate that pain again. Never again. Soulmates or not, Adora refuses that thought. Or at least, she tries.

A nudge under her ribs snaps her out of her thoughts. Adora blinks before looking at whatever just touched her. Glimmer stares up at her with those soft, sparkling, lilac eyes. A bright grin rest on her face. “There you are! I’ve been looking all over for you!”

“You have?” Adora asks.

“Yes! Don’t you remember? We were gonna go to Mystacor and go to the grotto. I think we all need some time to relax, don’t ya think?”

“Yeah…Yeah right sorry.”

“Hey, you alright? You kind of have been off lately. Something the matter?”

“It’s nothing. I just got a lot of stuff on my mind, that’s all.”

“Are you sure? You’ve been…” Glimmer reaches out for the former Horde shoulder. Adora shifts away, refusing the touch. Glimmer sighs and pulls her hand back, finishing her sentence. “…distant.”

Adora takes a peek at her. Hurt is on her face from being rejected for the who knows umpteenth time. Adora used to love her warm touch. She still loves it actually. But with her mind conflicted and her heart not wanting to risk anyone coming in again, she can’t bear the idea. Still, Adora feels guilty.

“Sorry,” she sighs. “I don’t want to talk about it. It’s just…one of those things. I can’t explain it.”

Glimmer doesn’t answer right away. She looks down at the ground now, keeping her face hidden. “That’s fine…It’s fine…You still going to come to Mystacor, though?”

“Yeah. I’ll meet you down at the front gate in a bit? That okay?”

Glimmer only nods before trudging off without another word. Once she is out of sight, Adora buries her face in her hands, calling herself an idiot.

Do you believe in soulmates?

The question pops up again. If they really are out there, if there really is someone out there for everyone, Adora is driving them away with her internal battle. She does does care deeply for Glimmer and she knows the reverse is true. Adora doesn’t want to get close to save her heart from more ache but now she finds it hurting even more, refusing entry to the princess.

Man, this is the best I’ve felt in a long time…

I’m going to have to thank glimmer when she wakes up.

Speaking of glimmer I wonder what this beautiful bean is dreaming of right now.

Glimmer’s Mind:

and this

minutes? an hour? did Glimmer slowly ease her way over to the cute girl incrementally or was she just like I’m Going In!! and snuggle Adora into the side of the hot tube pool before she could even think twice about it