22 Sep 2020
Bookmarked by kuviraslilbitch
16 Oct 2021
Catra and Adora are self-proclaimed best friends, always have been and always will be. But sometimes Catra wonders if they really are that, or whether they're something more.
Holding your best friend's hand and stroking it with your thumb while staring into her eyes and sharing one (very small) swing seat is totally platonic. Right? Right?
Bookmarked by kuviraslilbitch
15 Oct 2021
so beautiful i love catradora so fucking much
A wish upon a star can change a life or two. Adora is unhappy with her forced profession as a piano player, and Catra seeks more from life when her music career won't take off. One night, when they both wish upon a star for fulfilment, they soon experience a bizarre dream that eventually leads to them waking up in each other's bodies, despite living on practically opposite ends of the state and having never seen each other before.
Through all this weirdness, the two of them come to learn about each other, and slowly begin to develop a bond like no other. But with Catra's small town having a more 'traditional' worldview, and Adora's home-life in the city being one of pain and pressure, they begin to wonder if meeting each other might be exactly what they need... If it's even possible.
A Soulmates, Bodyswap, Modern AU in which Catra and Adora live on opposite ends of the state, but that won't stop them from trying to find each other, even through the struggles of life and love.
“Could I get your number?” they ask, as if they’re not still a completely faceless enigma that’s been making one-sided passes for two weeks now.
“So I’m supposed to exchange messages with someone who I wouldn’t even be able to pick out of a police lineup if this ends up being just a long con to get me to join a cult?”
To her shock, they place an elbow on the bar, lean over, and lower the hood.
“Does this increase my chances?” they ask with a goofy smile.
They're cute. Like 90s teen drama cute. Like Catra could see them singing fucking annoying pop songs outside her window cute. That’s not good. This person is absolutely trouble.
“Fuck,” Catra breathes out. It kinda feels like someone just kicked her right in the gut in a thrilling way. “You couldn’t have the decency to make this easier by being ugly?”
Catra finally meets the woman of her dreams/nightmares. A goofball blonde with big captain save-a-ho energy. She's easy going, gets Catra's jokes, and likes her band, even though it's pretty shitty and Catra's sabotaging them from the inside. It's just a shame that the girl is already competing on a reality show for 20 women's hearts.
The call comes in at 5:27 pm, which, first of all, fuck that. Who calls a store three minutes before closing? But Catra’s pretty sure if she’s caught sending a homicidal stare towards the telephone until it stops ringing one more time, her manager’s gonna want a word.
Or: Adora calls the local aquatic store for help with her new goldfish inherited from Razz, Catra's the one who answers the phone. Shenanigans ensue.