currently thinking about cass setting off a lantern each year for the lost princess, and even though her belief in the princess returning shrunk further and further w each passing year, she still set off the lantern anyway, holding onto to the smallest bits of hope that maybe one day the kingdom's princess would return up until the year she came home.
and then when cass is out on the road, it's for at least a year in my mind, so i imagine she misses a birthday or two of rapunzel's, but depending on where she's travelling, can still see the lanterns floating through the sky and is reminded of raps.
Adora had seen Catra cry before. She’d seen her cry out of fear, out of worry and out of rage. But seeing Catra cry- seeing Catra sob uncontrollably out of happiness? Adora knew that she would remember this day forever.
I’ve really fallen off the deep end with this glitradora college au and I don’t even know why
below the cut is a little 1k glitradora college au fic i just really love them ok
Glimmer knew she loved Adora. She’d known it from the first time Adora sat next to her in class, and clung to her stories like they were the most interesting things she’d ever heard in her life. Glimmer wasn’t quick to love, but she knew it when she felt it.
And Glimmer knew she hated Catra. From the moment she’d plopped down on the other side of Adora, jamming her way into their conversation. Catra was obnoxious, hard-headed, loud and aggressive, and Glimmer couldn’t understand what Adora saw in her. But the way Catra looked at her now...
Glimmer had been trying to gather the nerve to ask Adora out for months; the three of them had grown close and although Catra had only grown more insufferable, Adora always seemed to be with her. The times Glimmer had invited Adora out with Catra around, she always seemed to invite herself as well, no matter how many times Glimmer told her she wasn’t invited. And now that she’d finally gotten up the nerve and gotten Adora alone, and Adora had agreed to meet up with her, Catra is the one who shows up instead.
“What are you doing here?” Glimmer had growled when Catra approached the overpass.
“Adora invited me.” Catra replied, looking up from her phone only long enough to show Glimmer the biggest shit-eating grin she’d ever seen in her life. “What, did you think you’d finally get your long awaited date alone?”
Glimmer groaned, putting her face in her hands. “I should’ve known.”
“Honestly...” Catra murmured, not bothering to look up.
Glimmer put her back against the railing and slid downwards in defeat. They sat in silence for a few moments, listening to the cars go by.
“Where’s Adora?” Glimmer finally spoke.
“Running late. She told me to go ahead without her.” Catra smiled at her phone.
“Why wouldn’t you guys come together?” Catra and Adora were friends from high school, and so they’d requested to be roommates before Adora and Glimmer had even met. Glimmer tried not to be jealous, but it was always unsuccessful. “You could be waiting there with her instead of here with me.”
Catra shot Glimmer a look, another condescending smirk. “Honestly? I just wanted to see your face when you realized it was me, and not her.”
Glimmer scowled back, knowing that this would turn into a fight. “How are you such a nightmare?”
Catra laughed aloud, a shrill sound. “Years of practice.” She taunted. “Your face was priceless.”
“I know what you’re doing, trying to come between me and Adora. It won’t work. She only stays with you because she feels obligated to you. She knows you don’t have any other friends.” Catra narrowed her eyes, still glaring at her phone. Glimmer struck a nerve; she knew she would and that’s why she said it. Catra shouldn’t have come, and Glimmer wanted her to suffer. She stared at Catra’s frown, challenging her.
But Catra remained silent, typing away on her phone, and eventually Glimmer returned to watching the cars pass.
“You know,” Catra starts, her voice strange and sort of grim. “Adora really thinks that we can all be friends. It’s all she talks about.” Her eyes were still narrow, still fixed on her phone. “She really believes that, even with all the fighting and the pranking, we could all be close.” Catra cleared her throat. “She says… that you and I are really similar.”
Glimmer stares at the cars passing by, her face growing slightly flush. She’d never heard Catra speak to her like this, without any irony or sarcasm or malicious intent. “Maybe too much so,” her voice dripping with venom, she dropped the first retort that came to her, not daring to look at Catra’s face. It was a comfortable, predictable response.
Catra remained silent. Glimmer had never heard Catra speak so straightforwardly before. Catra always spoke in such a way that it was impossible to excavate any real meaning or emotion from them. She wore heavy armor over her heart, keeping everyone (except Adora, it sometimes seemed) at a safe distance. Glimmer, however, tended to wear her heart on her sleeve, while defending it fiercely. She prided herself on this. Her and Catra were nothing alike, how could Adora think such a thing?
But this time, Glimmer dared to steal a glance at her, and saw Catra’s heart on her sleeve. The girl’s eyes were narrowed, her gaze steely, but Glimmer could see that she’d hurt her. Glimmer had meant to, but she’d expected a fight from Catra, a retort of snarky words and hurtful rhetoric. Being left sitting in the words she’d said, Glimmer grew uncomfortable. She stood up again, leaning back against the rails next to Catra.
“What did she mean by that, ‘you and I are really similar’?” Glimmer backtracked.
“How am I supposed to know? I don’t get it either.” Catra snarled, her eyes still locked on her phone, her eyebrows furrowed and concentrated.
“I thought maybe she elaborated a little more.”
“Well she didn't,” Catra snapped. Glimmer wanted to snap back, she was trying to have a normal conversation, isn’t that what Catra was trying to do too? Why did she always have to make everything so difficult?
But Glimmer didn’t snap. Glimmer just sighed. “I didn’t mean what I said.” She tried. If Adora thought they could be friends, maybe Glimmer could put a little bit of effort in as well. She loved her enough to try. Catra looked up from her phone to glance at her, surprised, but Glimmer didn’t look back, only catching the moment in her peripheral vision. “When I said that you didn’t have any friends. I know Adora loves you just as much as you love her. I was just jealous, that’s all.”
Catra’s eyes widened, clearly not expecting such a moment from Glimmer. Glimmer clenched her teeth; this was all she was going to give her. She hadn’t even meant to say all of that, it just sort of slipped out. Glimmer prepared herself for Catra’s hurtful laugh and scathing words. She shouldn’t have admitted she was jealous what a stupid mistake thinking her and Catra could be friends.
And Catra did laugh. Of course she laughed. But then she said, “maybe we are sort of similar after all.”
Glimmer knew what she meant. Maybe we both get a little jealous. Maybe we both say lots of things we don’t mean. This was unspoken, but somehow understood.
Glimmer laughed too, softly and quietly, and a little sadly. “Yeah, maybe we are.” Glimmer glanced over at Catra, but Catra was already looking at her.
She’d seen Catra make this look before. It was why Glimmer got so jealous of her. It was why Glimmer said such awful things to her all the time. When Catra gave a look like this to Adora, she knew what it meant, because Glimmer looked at Adora the same way.
Glimmer flushed deeply, from her ears to her nose, and Catra looked away quickly.
They stood in silence until Adora turned the corner to join them.
I like to think that the adrenaline of kissing Catra would be enough to accidentally turn into She-Ra more than a few times (at least in the first few times)
