#spop angst

[morallygrayautisticscientist]

For the most angst points possible:

A quote from each show that sounds completely harmless out of context but breaks you if you’ve seen it!

Gravity Falls: “Hey there…kiddo. What’s your name?”

She-Ra: “For you, Mara dearie.”

Project Hail Mary: “Rocky’s ship is made of xenonite.”

Haunted Hotel: “There were no grapes.”

The Owl House: “Luz, I’m so happy I had you as a big sister.”

The Amazing Digital Circus: “I didn’t know you could play the piano.”

Night at the Museum: “I’ll take that hand now.”

[mariabrightmoon]

Sheratober 2024 day 26 enemies / recommend me such fanfics

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Pov it was a sunny Saturday morning, birds singing, mountain chill air, I "woke up and chose vio.ence"... quite litteraly

Not gonna say its the prompt or my philosophy class s fault

Specifically posting it right after fluff. No transition. No in-between🥰🫶🤝

Btw if you know any fanfic like this, please recommend it to me. And if any writor s interested too🫶🔆

Adora is in shera s1 outfit cause that's how I happened to genuily draw her but now I think of it we could pretend its bc she never got to unlock her shera s5 form since this AU diverges from the episode "save the cat".

Litteraly in the mid of my midterm so didn't had time to color it as much as I wanted. Ig you re lucky cause i wouldve made it even more heart wrecking<3

Like I wanted characters to be more integrated in the drawing, do a different background, fix Adora s hair cause once I colored it, it looked like a "block"😭 the clothes fill empty too. It's too "clean" to be a action scene yk???

I still got wips for this month s event though🥹❤️‍🩹

So um....

Have a nice day😇

Here s tissues and hugs, you can forward this to your therapist🥲🫂❤️‍🩹

[hymn-of-muse]

A Haunted Mind

A spop angst for catra, placed after the series ends.

tw for implications of mind control, manipulation and overall toxic relationships.

It had been months since she-ra had finally rid Prime from Hordak's mind and their lives for good, months since the best friend quartet had promised each other things would be better from now on, months since they'd set out into space again to fight back any remains of what Prime left behind on other worlds.

They'd re-entered space much more prepared for the travel this time, leaving etheria in the hands of Glimmer's father and the rest of the princesses. Hordak and Entrapta insisted on joining for a bunch of reasons catra honestly couldn't care any less about. 

Adora had assured her things would take time to feel..normal...to feel okay again. She understood it took time to heal and get passed things, but there was so much to work through..

Horde Prime may be gone but it sure as hell didn't feel like it to her. The scar from the chip on the back of her neck still hadn't fully healed over, often times she still felt like it was there..the thought of still being connected to that hive mind made her fur stand on end and sent an incredibly discomforting shiver down her spine.

Catra tried to push the thoughts away and get some sleep, curled up on her side next to a snoring adora who was currently sprawled out comfortably taking up more than just her side of the bed.

just sleep, just sleep... she'd repeat to herself, unable to focus on the sound of adora sleeping which in the old days would have helped put her to sleep in no time...

A second voice echoed in the back of her mind, no matter how small it was it was there and no matter how hard she tried to drown it out it still persisted. The inkling of possibility that Prime was still there, in her mind, waiting for his moment, waiting to use her again...

Her sharp nails kneaded her pillow, almost ripping the fabric as her stressed out habits took hold of her actions. A deep breath to steady her lively nerves and she sat up without waking adora, shuffling out of the bedroom and exploring the rest of the ship while everyone slept. Maybe her mind just needed some peace and quiet...

Catra found a windowsill to sit on, staring at the endless void of stars, a sea lacking gravity which they traversed without a sun over the surface of the horizon line to guide their direction. It was chilling but at the same time..almost soothing.

They were just going forward. That's what they wanted to do...what she needed to do. But the ship did it with much more ease than her.

She caught a glimpse of her reflection on the reinforced glass against the black nothingness outside. Her hair had started to grow out quite a bit by now...it almost frightened her to see her own reflection, she never liked looking at it..but seeing how longer hair had gotten felt like a sigh of progress, so she relaxed again.

Grey Tufts of fur, small but still visible, had started growing out. She almost forgot she cut them off after... Shadow Weaver... the image of the last time she saw her former mentor and only mother figure, the first and last time she actually got a good looka at her face, flashed in her mind as she recalled how the woman sacrificed herself.

She could never get it out of her head, could never piece it together...why Shadow Weaver suddenly had such a change of heart and did that for them...after everything she did in the past...though she did have her small moments where she really did seem to care as cruel as she had been ...maybe she really did care about them in the end.

Catra debated with herself over several things, she struggled more than anyone should to believe that people really cared, because in the end they ended up hurting or leaving her. Adora was helping her see she was wrong, helping her passed this, because adora came back for her..

Double trouble betrayed her, left her after what felt like mockery. Scorpia left, switched sides..though that was her fault, and Scorpia had since forgiven her.

She felt like the list of hurt she had done and recieved was almost endless. All those events still replaying vividly in her mind like they were so recent, fresh wounds, but it was just phantom pain.

All it was now was phantom pain, ghosts...hauntings...

The ship was quiet, she sat curled into herself watching the stars as they drifted on. Watching with a haunted mind.

reblogs are appreciated!

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[lacunases]

Poor little kitten, who doesn’t understand why she’s being hurt for being a good friend

[that-one-scorpia-kinnie]

Fanfic idea

I've had it in my drafts for almost a year now but it's a fanfiction which confronts the inner suppressed emotional turmoil and trauma of my OC Lumina.

So, a few years before she joined the rebellion, the Horde attacked Lumina's kingdom, which killed several of her kingdom's residents, including her best friend Dynasty. And normally Lumina suppresses her feelings of trauma over the attack, and feelings of grief and sadness over losing Dynasty as Lumina hates crying, it makes her feel scared and truly hopeless. But shortly after the war, Lumina's optimistic, level-headed self begins to change. She becomes very quiet, quite irritable and anxious, she spaces out a lot more, is easily startled and sometimes asks the others odd questions such as "Do you ever... think about dead people?" which worries the others as this isn't like her at all.

This is because of her unresolved trauma from the attack, her overpowering grief for Dynasty, her shame for not telling her family what she's going through, She also doesn't want to talk about what she's going through to her friends in the rebellion, as she knows that Glimmer has also been through grief and is worried that she'll upset or trigger Glimmer. Lumina would normally talk to Teddy about things as they are one of the people she confides the most in but wouldn't go into much detail about her emotions. But Teddy is away visiting their family in their home village Lamentin for a week so Lumina is unable to talk to them.

But one day, when Lumina reaches her limit, she lashes out at the others by accident and leaves the post-war meeting halfway through it, goes to the bathroom because she is physically unable to hold back her tears anymore, her emotions are becoming too much so she cries and is unable to stop crying. Until there's a knock at the bathroom door, to which after some hesitation, Lumina answers. Who's at the door you ask? It's Huntara.

Essentially, despite Huntara not being good at comfort, having only lived in two awful places, she's never seen Lumina this upset before (despite only knowing Lumina since joining the rebellion) and so, in her aloof manner, she tries to comfort Lumina by sitting down next to her (and possibly putting her arm around her) as Lumina just lets everything out as she can't hold it all back anymore, even though she had only interacted with Huntara a couple of times.

And I know this sounds out of character for Huntara, but I promise you she won't be when I get round to posting the story.

[imemmal]

Adora in s5 being like :

Ok everyone has had their mental breakdown. NOW IT'S MY TURN.

[sconefacedgirl]

don’t wanna play anymore

[peewee14191]

Our fav problematic duo in uhh attempted manga style