Catra goes too far.
Idea by my buddy @ForceCatra on twitter.
09 Sep 2021
in another world, adora thinks, testing the weight of the sword in her hand, maybe things could have been different.
“so we take this thing back.”
“we… hide it, maybe? Just outside the fright zone. somewhere we can go without raising suspicion.”
“you train with it. until your next mission, you train with it. and when you’re sent out, you use it. you win the battle, you’re proclaimed as a hero, and shadow weaver wants to know how you did it. so you hide the sword again.”
adora frowns. “why hide it again?”
catra turns to look at her, eyes dark. “so she can’t take it from you.”
or, au where adora takes the sword back to the horde, and she and catra take over the world together.
She’s somehow even more beautiful up close, dark hair feathering out in delicate waves down her back. And her eyes, her eyes. As long as she lives, Adora doesn’t think she’ll ever be able to forget or even describe the exact shades of her eyes. The right, a clear, shining teal, like the perfect blue of a tropical beach, like a rare topaz gemstone, like a delicate petal of a forget-me-not. And the left, some strange golden honey color, something akin to the liquid gold of the whiskey glinting in the glass by Perfuma’s arm, to the sparks let up in a midnight bonfire, to that exact, fleeting moment when the sun rises on a summer morning.
27 Sep 2021
Adora, part of Brightmoon Fire Department, gets called out for a fire at a club named The Fright Zone. After saving one of the bartenders she finds she cant keep the girl off her mind, and does a little extra in making sure she is alright.
26 Sep 2021
there is literally no order to these so you don't have to read all of them-
its just a place for me to dump all my bnha fics and they're all so random and not connected at all so dw ab having to read the whole "series" cause its not even a series its just a dump for all this trash LMAO