That last adora x chipped!reader angst fic gave me the FEELS😭😭 i was wondering if you could write a part 2 to it if it isn't too much trouble? BTW LOVE YOUR WORK KEEP IT UP💖💖
Well since you asked so nicely... (ʃƪ¬‿¬)
Genre: angst
Part 1 Part 3
Adora x chipped fem Reader
You’ve Miscalculated Pt 2
Adora turns Y/N over, her back now against the cool metal. “Y/N! Shhh, it’s okay, we’ll get out of this.” Adora’s voice is just barely above a whisper as she speaks, cradling the brainwashed female in her arms, a hand resting against her cheek. “T-the ship. It isn’t too far from here.” Adora explains as she lifts Y/N into her arms.
The heavy doors easily slid open without a fight, the sensor alerting that there’s a presence.
Y/N can feel it. She can feel herself getting tired, the need for sleep practically consuming her. But she can’t. Prime keeps speaking to her.
Her ragged breathing must be obvious. “Y/N? Stay with me! Entrapta can get that thing off you!” Adora breaks into a sprint, avoiding as many Horde soldiers as she can. Ducking under metalic arms, rounding each corner with caution, paying attention to any off putting sounds. “H-he’s trying. He wants control back.” The anxiety in Y/N’s voice was only fueling to Adora’s anger. How dare he. Y/N didn’t do anything, Y/N doesn’t deserve to be a part of this.
Adora’s own anxiety taking over as more and more bots show. Despite herself, she keeps a positive front, “We’re not going to let him, okay? We’ll fight him together.” She musters the best smile she could considering the situation. Horde bot soldiers begin to surround the two causing Adora to stop in her tracks. The chances of getting out of this were low. Time slows as one steps foward, “Must I repeat myself? Horde Prime sees all. You cannot escape Horde Prime.”
Adora shakes her head, clutching Y/N closer to her chest. She’d rather die than have Y/N taken from her again. A hand reaches out and grasps at a red fabric, “Adora..just give me back to them. At least that way....he’ll leave you alone for awhile. It’ll give you a chance to escape and head back home.” Adora stares down at Y/N in disbelief and dread. There’s no way she actually meant that, right?
“No. No! I’m not letting them have you!” The Horde soldiers stride closer. Adora buries her face into Y/N collar bone, sniffling, “No, no..no.” A hand tangles itself in H/C hair. “Don’t you get it, Y/N? You are my home.” Adora weeps. E/C eyes widen at the statement. Adora...she was always so stubborn. Y/N chuckles softly, “You wanna keep trying then?”
“.....”
When Adora looks back up, her eyes are glowing a brighter blue than before. Brows furrowed, determination radiating like fire heat. Lifting a hand to the ceiling, she seems to summon a sword from thin air and chants those five words, “For the honour of Grayskull!”
Everything after that seemed like a blur. A flash of light and Adora appearing in a different She-ra outfit. Y/N being heaved over She-ra’s shoulder as she fought off the bots. A space ship crashing in through a wall. Bow yelling for them to get on. The feeling of more cool metal. Entrapta blabbering about something. And then....nothing.
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Ohohoho, what’s this?! Another cliffhanger?!











