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@etheriasheart
i was born when they 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 my 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮. when the world turned 𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝, when i joined their game. but i turned and 𝓯𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽 them, like you 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 knew i’d do.
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indie, selective and adaptive portrayal of adora from she-ra and the princesses of power. protected by peacemaker.
i’m still alive ; shocking everyone
h. hear me out.
avatar verse for miss adora or an avatar oc w miss chloe bennet.
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hi hello i’m getting the hang of things and would really love to have some interactions 🥺 hmu!!
𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 fingers grasping and twisting at the soft fabric of the bright moon-provided sweater that fell over her wrists. nervous energy buzzes in her veins but she’s schooled herself for years to not have jerky movements ― and she’s grinning softly, perhaps due to the little bag tucked safely in her front pocket.
“catra?” peeking around the doorway, adora’s beam widens at the sight of her...well, er, 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒. they both know, though they haven’t truly discussed it yet and she’s a bit unsure about 𝑡𝑖𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑠.
the balcony lit with the golden hue of the setting sun, she treads lightly to the railing where the other sits, tilting her head to glance up at multi-hued irises.
“whatcha doin’?” 《 starter ︱ @hordeborn 》
𝔠𝔞𝔱𝔯𝔞:
IT STILL FEELS WEIRD. to be here in bright moon -- to be here with adora , when she’s so sure she doesn’t deserve it ; has always been sure she didn’t deserve anything.
AFTER THREE YEARS SPENT doing everything in her power to see the downfall of those who now call her a friend . . it doesn’t feel right. the guilt weighs down on her like a boulder , and she wonders if that’s how adora once felt when she had the weight of saving the entire planet on her shoulders -- not that catra could ever amount to that ; being the hero.
the setting sun dances across scarred skin and warms her as if it’s an embrace , and catra practically melts into it. it reminds her of the old days from before she was thrusted into a war that she practically made in her very own hands. it takes her back to a time in the fright zone where her and adora would spend the evening in the ethereal glow of the setting sun until the darkness of the night cascaded over them. she could recall how even then she had noticed how beautiful she looked , glowing so bright even the golden sun could not compare --- as if adora had descended from the gods themselves.
EARS TWITCH at the sound of her . . uh , adora’s voice. head swiveling in her direction , flashing sharp teeth as her lips part in a soft smile. “ nothing. just , y’know --- ” brooding? wallowing in her own self pity? “ --- enjoying the peace and quiet. what about you? ”
𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, shoulders lull into a shrug rather than being held firm, spine relaxed. small improvements. a small breath expels past her lips and cerulean eyes are cast to the scenery beyond. seemingly endless fields of greens, blues and all colors inbetween.
she’s familiar with catra’s habits, but refrains from commenting on the avoided truth in her words. she’s 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔, to a point, and something different is occupying the forefront of her mind.
“bow and glimmer are busy, and...i wanted to see you.” the admittance feels precious, leaving her with a dusting of pink across her cheeks and the slightest lack of courage. of course, before the war, before...𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔, she and catra had been close, words spoken unblinkingly and touches without thought. but 𝑛𝑜𝑤, a very important piece between them has shifted ― or, rather, 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞. every moment is electrified and adora is hyper-aware.
happy, but 𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑠. and all too conscious of every step it took to get them here.
catra’s smile erupts butterflies (an odd feeling only recently described to her by the others) in her stomach, and she resists the urge to fidget, instead searching with one of her hands for the feline’s as she finally gazes back up. “mind if i join you?”
𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 fingers grasping and twisting at the soft fabric of the bright moon-provided sweater that fell over her wrists. nervous energy buzzes in her veins but she’s schooled herself for years to not have jerky movements ― and she’s grinning softly, perhaps due to the little bag tucked safely in her front pocket.
“catra?” peeking around the doorway, adora’s beam widens at the sight of her...well, er, 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒. they both know, though they haven’t truly discussed it yet and she’s a bit unsure about 𝑡𝑖𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑠.
the balcony lit with the golden hue of the setting sun, she treads lightly to the railing where the other sits, tilting her head to glance up at multi-hued irises.
“whatcha doin’?” 《 starter ︱ @hordeborn 》
Until I get a proper promo prepared, please give this post a like (& maybe a reblog too to spread the love around? I’d be super grateful! <3) if you’d like to interact with Queen Glimmer from Dreamworks & Netflix’s She-Ra & the Princesses of Power! Also, don’t be shy to give her a follow She be tiny but fighty with a heart of gold to protect her friends and loved ones. caution: your muse might be covered in glitter & sparkles for a while.
anyway i’m fairly new here so give me a minute to adjust to everything 😭 i’ll work on a doc later today
y’all actual artists telling me my promo is pretty adkdjskd pls
so , here’s the thing , i’ve done this. that whole threatening people bit , the intimidation. i’ve been there , and i just 𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄 anymore. some people have a bad day ; i’ve had a 𝑏𝑎𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒. if i want something , it’s taken from me. if i win a fight , i lose the war. threats only work on someone who has 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 . . but me? I’VE ALREADY LOST IT ALL.
independent and private CATRA of netflix’s she – ra and the princesses of power.
scratched by odette ! // credit.
