07 Sep 2021
When Catra says goodbye to Adora at summer camp when they're fifteen, it's the last time she'll ever see her. At least until they both end up at the same Halloween party eight years later and get dragged into a game of spin-the-bottle. So much has changed over the years...but some things are exactly the same.
Summer camp friends to lovers to long lost exes to lovers again. Soft and sweet hurt/comfort with a small order of angst and a double heaping of fluff. Part of the SPOP Creative Flex.
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25 Sep 2021
11 Dec 2020
After being away for too long, Catra and Adora finally get back to Bright Moon to find that the world had moved on without them. A year had passed and the war had ended while they were gone, so the struggle the two of them face is where to go from there.
Catra has a hard time finding comfort in Bright Moon where she'd once come as a conqueror; the one certainty she has in her life now is Adora.
There was a chance for them to finally find happiness in their own lives together, but it had to be built from the ground up.
- Part 2 of What Makes a Home
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14 Sep 2021
19 Jul 2021
Catryan and Adora were destined to become military buddies. That's what they always said. But everything changed when Adora enlisted alone, leaving Catryan behind with his growing reservations about the army. Almost fifteen years later Adora enters Catra's life again, broke, homeless and in the middle of the night, bringing demons of the past with her.
17 Sep 2021
After losing her wife, Catra was forced to take on the role of a single mother for their newborn baby girl, balancing her day-to-day work with the hardship of taking care of a baby.
However 3 years have passed since Adora's death and Catra slowly accepted that the love of her life would never come back.
All that changes when she and the remainder of the best friend squad are forced to go on a mission to a small town, where they see someone they never thought to see again.
25 Jul 2021
“Glimmer!” the drunken voice on the other end slurred. “I need a ride. Mermista left me. Can you believe that?”
What the fuck. Catra opened her mouth to speak, but the voice barreled on. “And I forget my Uber password and Perfuma already left and pleeeeeeeeeeeease come get me? I’ll owe you big time. You won’t even have to feed me when I help you guys move out. And I’ll stop complaining about you abandoning me. And—”
“Hey,” Catra snapped, cutting her off. “I’m not Glitter, or whatever. You’ve got the wrong number.”
There was a pause, and then the other woman laughed. “Good one, Glimmer! Seriously, it’s cold, and I haven’t seen any taxis…”
“Did you drown all your brain cells?” Catra grumbled. “I’m. Not. Glimmer.”
Another pause, longer this time. “Oh no,” the woman groaned. She sounded close to tears. “Oh no, I must’ve mixed up the things in her new number. Oh stupid, stupid, stupid. I’m so sorry.”
The wrong number, drunk dial AU we all secretly need.