STRIFE

Angella found her at the window at seven-thirty.

Absolutely beautiful fanart of a fic I thought for sure would go into the 'barely touched, written purely to get it out of my head' parts of AO3 never to be seen again - instead, this!

She's drawn the last scene here, which I won't describe beyond what's above, with separate backdrops for night and day, and it's just fully messed me up.

Fanart exists as a conversation around its subject, but your appreciation and acknowledgment means its now in direct conversation with its media, and that's the highest honor I could literally ever receive

This is so so so sweet and it means so much that the art i made to show my love for your writing, and this fic in specific, could impact you so much

Angella found her at the window at seven-thirty.

Absolutely beautiful fanart of a fic I thought for sure would go into the 'barely touched, written purely to get it out of my head' parts of AO3 never to be seen again - instead, this!

She's drawn the last scene here, which I won't describe beyond what's above, with separate backdrops for night and day, and it's just fully messed me up.

a woman of many aliases 🏴‍☠️🗡️

"You're sure," Catra said. Not quite a question. "I got them cut on Saturday." Which was an answer, and more of one than she'd meant to give. Angella's hand went to the edge of the counter and settled there. "It seemed like the practical thing to do." "Okay." Catra picked them up. They were warm from the shop and lighter than they had any right to be. "Practical."

PLEASE please go read @thiakerrigan's Sorel Sweet Kitchen, it's a great fic about baking, moving on, and the things said in the absence of words.

it is also the only Catra x Angella fic on AO3, which is interesting to say the least

You remind me of the babe...