Pairings: Adora x reader (romantic), Bow x reader (platonic), Glimmer x Adora (platonic)
Type of fic: Comedy, Comfort
Warnings: None
Summary: You and Adora have been together for quite some time now - years - and eventually she decided that it’s time to take a step further, but she sure as hell is terrefied of asking you.
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Adora was pacing. Again.
Back and forth, back and forth, her boots scuffing against Glimmer’s bedroom floor as she clutched a small velvet box so tightly that her knuckles had turned white.
Glimmer, seated on the edge of her bed, had long since given up trying to track Adora’s movements. Instead, she sighed dramatically and flopped back against her pillows. “Adora, you’re going to wear a hole in my floor.”
“I know,” Adora groaned, stopping for all of two seconds before resuming her frantic pacing. “I know, I know—I just—I don’t know!”
Glimmer sat back up, raising an eyebrow. “You don’t know?”
Adora let out a frustrated noise, rubbing a hand down her face. “I mean, I do know! I know I want to do this—I want to marry her, I want to spend my life with her, I just—what if she doesn’t? What if she says no? What if she thinks it’s too soon, or—or she’s not ready, or what if I totally mess up the proposal, or—”
Glimmer rolled her eyes. “Adora.”
Adora kept going, starting to ramble even faster. “Or what if she was thinking about it but then she sees how much of a mess I am and decides she doesn’t want to marry someone who freaks out over—”
“Adora!”
Adora jolted as Glimmer suddenly zapped in front of her, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her lightly. “Breathe!”
Adora sucked in a sharp breath, her heart hammering.
Glimmer gave her a flat look. “You do realize she’s literally in love with you, right?”
Adora opened her mouth, hesitating. “I mean—”
“She loves you, Adora. You guys have been together for years. She’s not going to say no.”
Adora groaned, squeezing her eyes shut. “I know. I know. It’s just—this is huge. And she deserves something perfect, and—” She looked down at the small box in her hands, turning it over anxiously. “What if I ruin it?”
Glimmer sighed, letting go of Adora’s shoulders to sit back down. “You’re overthinking this. Just tell her how you feel, and ask. That’s it.”
Adora stared at the box, her thumb brushing over the smooth surface.
Just ask.
It should be that simple.
Meanwhile, in Bow’s room, things were much more… relaxed.
You were sprawled out on the floor, your back against the edge of his bed, lazily tossing a small pillow into the air while Bow sat cross-legged beside you, working on some gadget. The two of you had been talking about nothing in particular for the past hour, shifting from one topic to the next with no real direction.
At some point, between a discussion about weird Horde rations and a random debate over whether Swift Wind or Mermista was more dramatic, you sighed, stretching your arms over your head.
“You know,” you mused, tilting your head toward Bow. “I really want to marry Adora one day.”
Bow nearly fumbled his gadget, blinking at you. “Wait, what?”
You shrugged, a small, warm smile on your face. “I dunno, I was just thinking about it. We’ve been together so long, and—I mean, I love her, you know? I can’t imagine not being with her forever.”
Bow set down his tools, grinning. “Okay, wow. Do you think she’d say yes if you proposed?”
You laughed. “Oh, absolutely. I mean, Adora’s terrible at hiding how much she loves me. She’d probably cry the second I asked.”
Bow chuckled. “You should tell her that.”
You hummed, tapping your chin in thought. “Maybe. Or maybe she’ll propose to me first.”
Bow smirked. “What if she’s planning it right now?”
You snorted. “I doubt it. If she were, she’d probably be freaking out and overthinking every little detail.”
Meanwhile, in Glimmer’s room—
Adora had resumed pacing.
It took Glimmer physically shoving her out of the room for Adora to finally work up the nerve to find you.
Her heart was pounding as she walked down the hall, her fingers clenched so tightly around the ring box that she worried she might crush it.
But then she saw you.
You were still in Bow’s room, laughing about something, and the second Adora saw the way your eyes lit up, the way your smile made her chest ache in the best way—
Summary: Dating headcanons for Adora with a female S/O.
Word Count: 1.07k
Content + Warnings: Brief talks of insecurities
Enjoy!
Right off the bat, this girl has absolutely no idea what she's doing
This is the first relationship she's ever been in
She's almost constantly asking Bow and Glimmer for advice on what to do, especially in the very beginning of the relationship
There were countless nights where Glimmer would wake up to find Adora seated beside her, staring at her with uneasy eyes and a crooked grin
The first few times, the sight of Adora just sitting there scared her enough to nearly fall out of bed
After a while, though, she got used to it, and she'd simply roll onto her back with a groan
"What is it this time, Adora?"
With Bow, Adora would usually ask things or talk about you during training or missions
It was cute at first, and Bow genuinely felt honored that Adora trusted him enough to come to him about something that meant so much to her
But it became relentless after a while
Soon enough, all he was hearing from her was either gushing or worry
"Adora, it'll be fine. Just do what we practiced."
"Gah, but what if it weirds her out and she leaves?"
"Adora. Please. Just do what we practiced. There's no way of knowing what'll happen until you actually carry out the plan."
"But what if—"
"Adora."
The two of them can only take it for a few months before the finally sit Adora down and talk with her
They explain that she needs to talk things out with you, not them
She was in a relationship with you, after all
They weren't part of it
Even if her constant reassurance made it seem otherwise
If anyone was going to understand what you wanted and/or needed from her, it would be you
It takes a while for her to feel confident about herself in your relationship, but after it finally happens, she's the best possible partner you could ever have
Attentive, caring, doting, respectful, and always stern on the way she feels about you
She doesn't try to hide how she feels about you either
Not that she would be great at hiding it
Still, anyone looking from the outside-in could tell just how devoted she was to you
They could tell how in love she was with you
You were her girlfriend, but more than that, you were her best friend
You were everything to her
She never wants you to feel like she doesn't care, or that she's starting to lose feelings for her
She'll do anything and everything just to prove her love
Even the smaller things that most wouldn't think about, she was constantly doing with the intent (though it was mostly subconscious) to assure you she wasn't going anywhere
Asking if you've eaten, fixing your plate for you during meals, storing up on your favorite snacks and drinks, taking you to your favorite places both in and out of Bright Moon, pulling the blanket over you when you fall asleep, bringing you your favorite flowers, defending you in any situation without a sliver of hesitation, holding you when you needed it, kissing you at night just before bed and right after waking up again the next morning
Anything you wanted or needed, no matter how difficult it was to provide it, Adora would always find a way
Even on the occasion where the two of you would argue, she'd still make sure you were okay
The two of you might be giving one another the silent treatment, but she's still right there: offering her jacket when you get cold, helping you style your hair, handing you a bag of your favorite chips after your stomach growled
She still cared
She still loved you
She didn't ever want you to doubt that
Even though she might get hot-headed at times and lose her cool, and even though there were a few days where she hurled out words that hurt you — and god, she never wanted to actually hurt you — her actions still proved that you were everything to her
Any time she did start to feel unsure of the relationship, it was always because of herself
Was she good enough for you?
Was she making you happy?
Did you actually love her?
Would you leave one day if she messed something up?
Because of these thoughts, she needs a lot of reassurance, and one of the best ways to offer it is through compliments weaved into a conversation
"God, I love you."
"You always know the perfect way to cheer me up."
"I think I'd die without you."
"You're everything to me."
Every means of reassurance meant the world to her, and it always left her smiling from ear to ear
Even though Adora sometimes exhausted them with her endless questions and gushing, Glimmer and Bow still cared about her — they loved her
She was family, after all
And seeing her be so giddy at the mere mention of you always prompted a smile to form on their lips, as well as a knowing look they shared whenever that familiar glint would light up Adora's eyes when they landed on you
They offer her a few ideas on how to spend dates, but other than that, they step back to let the two of you decide what to do together
Dates with her are never boring
Regardless of whether or not you fight, she teaches you how to spar, wanting to make sure you can at least hold your own in case there's another Horde invasion
A lot of dates are just spent playfully sparring either out on the training grounds or in her room
Most, though, are spent doing the things you enjoy
Adora doesn't necessarily care where you are or what activities you're doing
Really, that mindset applies to anything the two of you wind up doing together
The action doesn't matter
Neither does the location
She's just glad she gets to be with you
And after she finally attends her first wedding in Bright Moon, there's a final decision made in her mind
It's only a matter of time before the idea is brought up to Glimmer and Bow, who both wholeheartedly support it
One day, preferably when there were no more worries or enemies to fight, she'd marry you
Then she'd truly be with you wherever you went
Not just around your ring finger, but in your heart, too
Started on: September 11th, 2025
Finished on: September 11th, 2025
Summary — Headcanons for Adora, Catra, and Perfuma from She-Ra & the Princesses of Power!
Requests
➳ Anonymous — Hello. Can I request Adora (She-Ra) with sarcastic S/O?
➳ Anonymous — G’day. I recently found this blog and decided to make a request: Catra with S/O, who use razor boomerangs (S/O can both throw them and use as daggers) as a weapons. Could you, please, write it? P.S. Have a good day.
➳ Anonymous — Hi there. Mind if I request some headcanons of Perfuma dating pyromancer!S/O?
Warnings & Other Tags
➳ Fluff for Adora and Perfuma; a little toxicity for Catra because our baby needs therapy; I’m currently rewatching this show and realizing that I remember nothing from it.
Notes
➳ Word Count is 560.
➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them).
➳ Multiple requests were combined for this work.
since she grew up in the horde, she has little to no social skills when you first meet her
so don’t even try making any sarcastic jokes or references to the rest of etheria because she will not understand lol
she eventually grows used to things outside of the horde and the two of you became fast friends
but then, one day, she watches you give a horde soldier a black eye
and there’s a little flutter in her stomach
she subtly brings it up to bow, who says she just had a case of butterflies, which was probably a mistake because she always takes things way too literally
so for a solid month, she’s convinced she has actual butterflies in her stomach that just won’t leave
eventually, though, they overwhelm her and she kisses you in the heat of battle
from then on, you’re a package deal
where you go, she goes
trails behind you like a lost puppy sometimes
soft adora fans rise!
catra
catra is hard to understand most of the time
one second, she’s solely focused on you
and the next, she’s on a rampage
sorry to say but a relationship with her would not be easy to maintain. it would take a lot of work on both sides
she’d need to control her impulsive temper and you’d need to have a very empathetic heart
once things settle down and she becomes friends with adora again, all that stress is lifted from her shoulders
she becomes kinder, more considerate, and softness envelopes her heart
even though you’ve told her a million times that her past mistakes are not a reflection of her current self, she continues trying to make up for them
but of course, this is catra we’re talking about
she often gives you new weapons, always opposed to more traditional items
your personal favorite being a twin set of razor-sharp daggers, which made your eyes glimmer with excitement upon opening them
she was proud of herself for that one
what she offers the most, however, is loyalty
she has betrayed and has been betrayed so many times that she swears to never do so again
she hopes you’ll do the same. because if you stick by her through thick and thin, she’ll eventually open up
all she needs is time
perfuma
super kind and very affectionate, even when you’re still “just friends” (side eye bc that doesn’t last long lol)
be prepared because you’ll constantly be smothered in affection by perfuma
if you have any elemental powers, like pyromancy, she’ll only love you more since that’s one more thing you both have in common
her love language is touch, no doubt, 100%
she’s constantly giving you warm hugs and squeezing your hand so tight that it goes numb
you can’t resist kissing her whenever she smiles at you with sparkling eyes and pink cheeks
always giving one another sweet compliments you greet each other
you can trust her no matter what. she’d never cause you pain and would be haunted by regret if she did
seriously, i don’t think she’d ever forgive herself
she’s just so loyal to the people she loves, especially you
you better like flowers because you’ll be getting fresh bouquets every day for the rest of your life
Adora Random Headcannons (University/College Alt Universe)
-You both met at University/College, she was your dorm mate.
- However you two barely saw each other, she has multiple sports she attends, and you’re usually studying, with friends or asleep by the time she gets back.
- She was part of the campus’ basketball team, and basically the golden child along with the rest of the team.
-You weren’t really anything, you did your studies, you got average marks and just wanted your parents to be proud of you for doing something, Uni/College was mainly their idea.
- Sometimes her stuff would get in the way though, causing you to interact through that.
-You two didn't have your first full interaction until after a few weeks and everything was finding its flow, people found friends and that cliche social “hierarchy” was made.
-It was at a party, your friends were invited and they completely peer pressured you into going, they dressed you in a dress that was SO NOT your style, too tight and short, and did your makeup way fancier than you were comfortable with. You only went for them and that was it.
-You kept to your little corner with a drink and didn’t interact much past the occasional “Oh what do you study?” and small introductions from your friends, after which they completely left you alone.
-That was when she spotted you, you didn’t even think she would be there lest she hurts her reputation with the teachers, but now it actually makes more sense, jocks always go to parties.
-She walked over dodging people on the floor dancing drunkenly with each other. You took in her casual outfit, black jeans paired with classic Converse, white shirt, and her jersey jacket.
“Oh hey” it was silent between you two for a moment until you spoke up, “I didn’t expect you to be here”
She chuckled, “I could say the same for you” she looked down at you, “You don’t strike me as the party type”
“Yeahhh I kinda got roped into this by my friends..” You nod sheepishly looking around.
“Me too honestly” She laughs again, “Why are you over here in the corner though and not with your friends?” She asked.
“This dress is wayyyy too short and I feel so uncomfortable in it” You admit and gesture to it with your hands.
She nods and thinks for a moment, “Hey you can wear my jersey if you want, it’s long enough to cover the back of it” she offers with a smile.
“Oh no, please, you don't have to do that, it’s okay” you laugh and decline her offer.
“No no, please, I insist, you’re uncomfortable, and you don’t deserve to feel uncomfortable at a party you don’t want to be at” She already has it off and drapes it over you before you can decline it again.
You sigh in defeat, “Okay, thank you, this is a really nice gesture” you shy away and look down.
“Please it’s the least I could do for my roommate”
You both stand in a comfortable silence.
“By the way, I think you look beautiful in that dress” She smiles assuredly, making you giggle and get more embarrassed.
“Let’s go back to the dorm, I can drive, I haven’t drank anything” She holds up her keys and offers her hand for you to hold which you take and you both leave that awful party together, both having gained a new friend.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed it! 🩷🩷
This is an original work. Do not borrow/translate/steal.
Hi hello, it's good to see you're back and I hope you're doin well ! I was wondering if you could write a poly relationship between Catradora and the fem!reader who loves ceramics/pottery? Like, the reader often makes cute mugs, teacups and teapots, ceramic ornaments, etc, while Adora and Catra watch as she makes them and also the two of them try to make some pottery themselves from watching the reader do it? Thank you so much. :))
(Hihi! I'm doing well,I'm glad to be back and writing for She ra! And of course,that idea sounds so cutee!! If I wrote anything wrong about it tell me:3
Pottery date
Catradora x reader
Romantic
Female reader
Fluff
As the pottery machine turned,you stood in your studio working,fingers shaping out a cat shaped mug for one of your girlfriends Catra. You hummed softly,not hearing your studio bell ring as someone entered the door. "Hey cutie~" catra leaned on the counter with paint on it,while adora stood somewhere to not knock anything over. You turned your head,cheeks heating up "darlings!" You smile,turning your attention back to the pottery you were making to not mess it up. Catra and Adora walk to edge of the table to not disturb you,they watched your fingers work on the clay,softly and carefully shaping the tail of the cat. "Whatcha making?" Adora asked with curiosity.
"A cat mug!" You glance at catra,and her ears perk up,"why are you looking at me?" She blushed,her tail fuzzing up. Adora laughed "she's saying it's for you,kitty!" She smiled at catra. You giggled at catra,keeping an eye on your work "andd almost doneee! Oh would you two like to do some? Pleasee,it'll be fun I promissee" you beg as you motioned with magic to the two other pottery machines,catra blinked "do I have too?" She groaned out,adora gave a glare at her,a playful one "come in kitty,let's do it," she looked at your begging face, and sighed "fine. Let's give it a try!.." you smiled brightly at them. "Yayy!! I love you two so muchh!" You put the pottery on your shelf to dry. "I'll help you two! Adora can you pull your sleeves up? I don't want to get clay on your jacket," you told them,turning off your pottery machine and going to the table with the other two.
Your girlfriends went over,and you explained what to do,admiring them and watching them while you teach them "oh you two are doing so good!~" you compliment,making the two blushed "haha.. oh thanks.." adora replies,and catra just blushes not giving a reply. The dried clay on your hands chipped off slightly as you taught them,giving them tips as they slowly warmed up to the process. Adora making a small plate and Catra making a cup that went along with it. They were a little janky but it was their first ones. You set them on the shelves to dry,"now we wash our hands!" You went over to the sink,letting Catra and Adora wash their hands first,then you did. Catras tailed wrapped around your waist and you hugged her,adora hugging behind you.
"So... was this technically a date?" You ask,face still pink,with a small chuckle. Catra thinks for a minute,"yeah.. basically." Adora kissed your hair. "Hey,it was my turn to kiss her!" Catra poked adoras forehead "I'm sorry I had too,your just to cuteee,today was amazing,you have to admit kitty." Catra nodded "I actually kind like it. Besides the clay drying on your fingers part. Eugh."
I have an Adora x Fem R request in which reader is a very shy and tiny but also an incredibly talented musician (she can play guitar and sing really well) who tends to isolate herself to play alone when she’s stressed out.
She is part of the best friend squad and she has a huge crush on adora but she’s a stuttering mess around her, and adora thinks she’s adorable and teases her to see her reactions.
One day Adora finds the reader playing and singing a love song (that she wrote for Adora) alone and she’s fascinated by seeing her so confident and in her element, so when r finishes Adora compliments her and asked her who the song was dedicated to and reader freaks out but then it all ends with a confession and a kiss.
Sorry if it’s dumb, you can just ignore the request if you want😅😅
I hope you have a great day!!✨
ummm a year late and i havent wrote adora in such a long time so i am more than happy to do this for ya anon!
The Guide To Confidence (You Must Have a Guitar) | Adora x Reader
╰┈➤ PLOT: It was a long day fighting for Etheria. You and Glimmer were at each other's necks and on top of that, Catra nearly pummeled you to the ground while you were distracted. After a much-needed shower, it was time to destress and the only way you could do that was in a corner of your room with your guitar.
╰┈➤ WARNINGS: Not Proofread, She/Her Pronouns, No Use of Y/n
⍣ ೋ Enjoy!⍣ ೋ
You let your tired bones and sore body sink into your oversized beanbag chair. The fuzziness of the beanbag brushed against your calloused skin. Who knew accepting Glimmer's invitation to be a part of the best friend squad in grade school would cause you to fight the world with a princess, her best friend, and an ex-Horde officer? You sure didn't.
You grabbed your guitar from the side of the beanbag. This was often the place you resided in to play guitar, so instead of putting it up where it belonged, you laid it beside your chair for an easy pickup.
With one hand wrapped around its neck and the other around the belly, you warmed up by plucking and strumming the six-string instrument.
When you first started playing guitar, you didn't care to warm up. But as your skill advanced and your days were filled with fighting the enemy, you found that warming up was a great way to remind your body of your skill and to unwind faster.
As you pluck, strumemed, and occasionally tuned your intrustment to make sure you had the right sound, an idea popped into your head: Hey, why not flip through my songbook and sing the first one I land on?
It's been awhile since you sang a song from your book. Hell, it's been even longer since you wrote a song, but it would be fun to reflect back onto your memories.
After fifteen minutes of searching for the blue journal, you finally found it, sat back in your beanbag, and flipped through. The song you landed was a newer one. One you wrote maybe a couple of weeks ago.
You plopped the book open and onto the floor before strumming and singing along to the lyrics.
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Oh, man. Adora whined as she scrubbed a towel on her head. The princess had just come from the showers where she needed not one, but three servants and guards to help get the gunk and goo out of her hair.
When did Catra have the time to curate a sticky slime that hardens just moments after it attacks its victim, Adora didn't know but dang, it's as effective as it is annoying.
Only in her leggings, top, and socks, Adora shuffled her feet down the hall. She continued to scrub and whine. Although her helpers did a superb job of getting the slime out of her hair, Adora felt as if it was still there and buzzing on her scalp.
Oh, no... what if Catra put a tracking device into it?! What if she's tracking me right now and planning her attack?! What if-- oh! What is that sound?
Adora's steps softened as she tiptoed up to your open room door. You were shy when it came to Adora, which first upset her seeing how you interact with Bow and Glimmer, but after careful observation, she figured it was because you had a crush on her.
At least, that was what she thought. She could be wrong, she tends to be egotistical sometimes, but you were always stuttering around her and looking up at her with those doe eyes of yours.
Adora wanted to squeeze you, wrap her arms around you, and twirl you around like her own personal doll. She even referred to you as her doll when talking to other people.
After figuring out, or blinding wishing, about your crush on her, Adora teased you a lot. She called you cute and adorable, got really close to you when she didn't have to be, and smirked down at you a lot all to see your flustered face and to hear your stutters.
Honestly, Adora didn't have to do anything to get you to stutter. You stuttered on your own around her. It kinda boosted her ego, just a little bit.
Because she's rarely heard you not stutter, she was amazed to hear how powerful and bold your voice is when it came to singing.
You're taking ownership of your musical talent with confident strums and notes. You're loud, but not too loud to annoy. Just loud enough to own the stage, as if you were on one.
Adora peeked her head inside of your room to see you engulfed by your beanbag and guitar. Your small fingers moved expertly on the frets of the guitar and the part by the hole. Adora never knew what that part was called. Does that part even have a name? Adora made a note to ask you about it later.
Obviously, the song meant something to you. You were singing with emotion and passion. It was similar to how you fought sometimes. You're strong and precise in your fighting style and you're just as strong and precise here too. It was like you made sure to go above and beyond in certain parts of the song.
Adora didn't know what came over her when you finished the song. All she knew was one second she was peeking her head into your room to be nosey and the next she was standing in the middle of your room clapping and cheering.
"Whoa!" she giggled. She continued to clap despite your efforts to shush her or usher her out of the room. "You're really good at singing and playing the guitar! Who would've known?" she continued to giggle and laugh.
Your heart was in your stomach when she clapped you out of your music trance. Your eyes must've been closed because you didn't even notice her come in. Let's just hope she wasn't listening too closely to the song.
"Th-Thank you! Goodnight now, Adora!" you exclaim, pushing her on her back. Adora wasn't moving at all. Maybe it was her stubbornness or maybe she was just stronger than you thought, but your pushes didn't even make her budge.
She was wearing socks! She should be sliding around the tiled floor like soft butter on a hot roll!
"Oh, wait now," Adora laughed. She turned around to face you and grabbed your hands. "You have to tell me what song that is! It's so beautiful and your guitar playing literally touched my soul. I didn't even know that was possible until right now."
Her childlike wonder about your song made it very hard for you to kick her out of your room. Who could say no to those blue eyes and blonde hair that just goes past her shoulders?
With a sigh, you look to the floor. "I... m-made it," you told her at a barely audible volume.
Adora's eyes bulged out of her head, and her jaw sank to the floor. "You made that?" she exclaimed. "No way! So, like, if you made that song which was obviously a love song, who was that song about?"
Despite having a hunch on who your crush is, Adora was still oblivious to the fact that was song was about her.
Come on, Adora. The song was literally an acrostic, (a name poem), about you!
"Uh," you stammered over your words. Your gaze was no longer on your floor but instead dashing to every nook and cranny of your room. You would look at anything, literally anything, to avoid her gaze right now.
With every movement of your eyes, Adora moved her head to meet your gaze. Maybe your stare would somehow reveal who the song was about. Perfuma? Entrapta? Oh! Maybe it was Glimmer! Or Bow?
"Come on," she whined. She squeezed your hands. Oh, yeah. You're still holding hands, by the way. "Can you tell me? I won't tell a soul. Shera's honor."
You met her gaze with a heavy sigh. You didn't believe that she wouldn't tell a soul; Adora can't keep a secret to save her life but those puppy eyes and pout were very convincing.
Adora could feel it. She could feel that you were about to spill her guts to her and it's all because she's holding your hands and pleading like a kid in a sword shop-- oh, update that phrase. Glimmer told Adora the right phrase was a kid in a candy shop. Not sword. (Thanks, Horde).
"The s-song may or may not be ab-about–" Oh, come on. You're so close! Just one more syllable. "you?"
Adora hummed. She took her hands out of yours and stroked her chin. Her? The song was about her? Meaning you actually do have a crush on her and she wasn't being delusional. Her lesbian crush on you was reciprocated and you liked her so badly that you had to write a song about her.
While her mind was spinning with different ways how to tease you about this, you stood in front of her sweating bullets. Did she not like that you wrote about her? What if your gaydar was wrong and she actually wasn't into girls? One, that would be a total loss for the gays and theys and two, would that mean the best friend squad finally had a straight person in the friend group? Interesting.
Moments of silence later and Adora was still stroking her chin with an unrecognizable look of her face. Sweating out your armpits and soon the back of your shirt, you decided you couldn't take it anymore.
"I-I'm sorry if that made you uncomfortable!" you yelped to her. Adora murmured a "huh?" but you were too in your own world to hear it. "If you want me to destroy the song, I will! I-I'll take the book, rip-rip the pages out, and then throw it in-into the dumpster and light it on fire! I swear! I'd do that!"
Your tangent of accidentally offending Adora and destroying your song threw Adora for a loop. Why would she be upset? Why would she want you to destroy the song?
Adora hasn't heard much music in her life, but your song was the best thing she's ever heard. Destroying that would deny the world of art and Adora was one for the arts.
The blonde tried calling your name and speaking to you to snap you out of your tangent, but you were in too deep, nothing would be able to pull you out.
Out of words to say to get you out of it, Adora took matters into her own hands. Literally. She cupped your warm cheeks and pulled you in close to her body.
Your breath hitched and shook as she caught you by surprise. Her breath was warm yet cool, thanks to the minty freshness of her toothpaste and mouthwash. She was a winter mint person. You took note of that.
Just centimeters apart and your eyes staring into each other's, you were surprised you were the first one to speak. "Why'd y-you do that?"
Adora shrugged. Her eyes danced between yours. "I don't know," she whispered. "I just need a way to shut you up." You went to pout, but the sound of Adora's chuckle stopped you from doing so. "No, I don't mean it like that. I mean that I want to tell you something but in order for you to hear what I gotta say, you gotta stop talking first. You think you can do that for me?"
No words came out of your mouth as you hummed and nodded.
Adora smiled endearingly, her eyes slimming and her cheeks puffing up. "I like you too," she whispered. "Have for a while. I like the song and I'm not offended or weirded out or even grossed out by you writing about me. I think it's cute. You put what you want to say into a song. You're in touch with your emotions and music and I think that's beautiful."
Were you dreaming? You had to be. Your biggest crush of all time had your face in her hands and was telling you that she had a crush on you. You! The stuttering girl who could only say what she wanted through song. She liked you. She really liked you.
"If... If you like me... then why didn't you kiss me?"
"Huh?" a soft chuckle escaped past her lips.
"I mean, if you like me, you should've kissed me to get me to stop talking. Not just grab my face."
Adora smirked, tilting her head to the side. "Oh, yeah? Is that how this is supposed to go?" You gave her a little chuckle and nod. "Okay, well, if you must know, I didn't kiss you because I wasn't even sure if you wanted to be kissed by me. You know, consent?"
You grinned. You put your hands on top of hers. "If kissing me is the only way to shut me up, then you have the consent to shut me up anytime."
Adora's smirk only grew. Her blue eyes shined and sparkled in the lighting of your room. The moment she's been dreaming of ever since she laid her eyes on you was finally coming true.
She leaned in and you met her in the middle to have your lips touch. Both lips were soft on each other. While hers tasted like mint, she thought yours tasted like caramel. You were always sneaking into the kitchen to get late-night candies.
A day that was full of fighting and disputes ended with a night full of songs and confessions.
