claws only, no talons please

ok but how is looking at catra's crestfallen face here actually eroding my chest cavity ~

catra's caught herself having a lil fun fighting with sparkles instead of against her - and is instantly reminded that time is running out.

is it just me or does prime's interruption of adora's future vision make it sound like the exact sort of "vision" (illusion) that the 'Don't Go' fic* implies prime utilized to psychologically torture catra while he had her chipped and presumably incubated in one of those space-saving lime green goo pods in the purification ritual room?

if so, it would seem like prime's virus hacking the planet allowed him enough access via her wound from the first ones defense system/ the failsafe's attachment to her/ her being the planet's true she-ra to violate her mind,

enough to sift through her thoughts and taunt her with a vision of her simplest, wildest dream, only to appear & haunt her with the belief those are things that she, adora specifically, was never meant to have & never will.

but what really twists my insides is that the key difference in his use of this method with catra is that she was likely trapped in one vision after another, no hope of escape from her own mind. just scenario after scenario

mercilessly held captive in a relentless string of eerie fantasies even after she'd figured out none of it was real, haunted by what she truly believed would never be real again & and heart aching every second at the awareness she'd never get to know for certain if anything between them was ever real. and what might have been real.

ahhhhhhhhdygiilyiahspjtosSssssss *clutches heart* give hugs, sweet brave idiot bitty kitty needs hugs not judge. ..judges.z

<3

* https://archiveofourown.org/works/24280306

“Get out of my head,” Catra whimpers. “Just leave me alone. Don’t you have enough already?”

[ ... ]

watching this bit slowed down, scrolling along the movements of she-ra climbing over the bot to pointedly step down on what's essentially its face, her expressions one smug smirk after another ~

she-ra's just tryna flex, but adora? looks like our gurl's just tryna crawl on top of catra in her head

**edit: the addition of my dumbass crack edit clip of this moment

he doesn't deserve that <3

he's just a moron through and through

*song- Sober to Death by Car Seat Headrest