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starlightinhumanform · 3 years

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The Art of Love: Chapter 14

Fandom: She Ra (2018)

Ship: Glimadora

Summary: It’s a date! Sort of...

Warnings (for this chapter): None (please tell me if anything needs to be added)

Genre: High School AU, Angst with a Happy Ending, Rivals/Enemies to Lovers, Eventual Fluff

A/N: Hey everyone!! I hope you enjoy this long-overdue update! Once I have some chapters done and ready to go, I’m going to begin uploading far more regularly. Thank you for sticking with me and as always, love you all 🖤✨

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Glimmer woke up feeling rested for the first time in possibly months. She felt like maybe— just maybe— things weren’t as bad as she had thought. After all, the project was going well and her grade might go up, she and her mom had spent some nice time together, Bow was sending her weird memes, and— last but not least— she and Adora were friends. Was “friends” the right word? They were more than friends? less than friends? They were Friends*

(*Stipulations May Apply).

Glimmer stretched her arms over her head, smiling as sunlight streamed through her window and splashed across her face. It was warm and golden and seemed sweet somehow— much like a certain jock she knew. Or maybe she was just projecting her crush onto the entire world, even the very sunlight.

———————

The day passed mostly uneventfully. Well, apparently a big fight broke out during one of the passing periods and the whole school was talking about it but Glimmer had been on the opposite side of the campus at the time of the event and frankly didn’t care.

She managed to make it to Chemistry early which seemed to be a surreal experience for both her and Weaver. She tried not to pay attention to the stunned look of incredulity Weaver gave her as she walked by.

Glimmer nearly sat down at her desk before deciding that— just this once— maybe taking a risk would be alright. She made her way to the counter on the side of the classroom. More specifically, the counter where Adora and Cat usually stood before class started. She lifted herself up and sat on the edge of the cool, black plastic of the slab. Now all that was left to do was wait.

Cat and Adora stalked in a few minutes later; and stalk was the correct description— their legs, obviously powerful from the years of soccer, beneath the matching running shorts they wore. Glimmer swallowed and and it seemed it stick in her throat. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all.

The only thing less noticeable than Cat’s bright red crop top was the glower painted across her face, “Hi, Glimmer. Can I ask you what you’re doing over here?”

“Oh uh—“ Glimmer could feel a blush rising to match the colour of Cat’s shirt.

Before she had a chance to finish, Adora lunged forward and tackled her in a hug. Even without the shock, the force of it nearly knocked her over onto her back.

“Hey Glimmer!!” Adora was beaming and Glimmer couldn’t help but return the smile.

“Hi Adora?” She didn’t mean it to sound like a question but maybe it was appropriate seeing she sure as hell didn’t know what was going on. How did Adora always manage to freeze her brain??

For once Glimmer was grateful to hear Weaver’s voice as the teacher began snapping at everyone to go to their seats.

“Oh! Bye then! See you in a few minutes!” Adora waved brightly and turned to practically jog across the room.

Glimmer slipped off of the countertop still feeling dazed. But the fog in her brain felt different than usual, like it was lighter somehow. By the time she sat down, she realized she had been smiling since Adora had hugged her.

Ms Weaver’s voice echoed meaninglessly in Glimmer’s mind. She didn’t care about the pedantic nonsense the teacher was complaining about or whatever useless information she was yelling. All Glimmer cared about was the way Adora’s arms felt wrapped around her and how happy she seemed to see Glimmer. Glimmer’s head may have been empty but her chest felt warm and filled to the brim.

Weaver clapped her hands and the sound startled Glimmer from warmth within her. Chairs began scraping against the dirty linoleum floor and students moved to work with their partners so she could do the same. Glimmer stood up, about to join the shuffling tangle of students. She was surprised that Weaver was giving them so much time in class to work on the project but if it meant more time she got to spend with Adora... well, she wasn’t complaining.

In the time it took Glimmer to stand and reach for her bag, Adora had already slipped into the desk next to her.

“Oh!” Glimmer stood still, feeling dumb as she blinked down at Adora, “I was going to walk over to you but—“

“Beat ya to it,” Adora cut her off with a wink.

Glimmer tried for a smile, “Yeah I guess so.”

It felt like her insides were clenching together in a fist. Stop making yourself look like an idiot, why do you have to be so awkward? You’re going to make her think you don’t like her. Again.

When she sat down slowly, her knees were stiff, like she had aged several decades just from the stress of trying to talk to Adora the past few days.

Adora smiled at her. Glimmer tried to smile back but she could tell she wasn’t quite accomplishing her goal. Despite the noise of chatter and crafting and the various sounds of high school students getting off track, the silence between them was glaring, nearly painfully so.

Say something, anything. Glimmer couldn’t, she didn’t know what to say, how to say it. Adora was just a girl, just a normal girl; why was she so damn hard to talk to? You’re lying to yourself. She’s not some normal girl. She’s so much more than that. You wanted this, you wanted to feel this way. Now handle it.

“Your hair looks really nice today!”

At the sound of Adora’s voice, she realized her eyes had glazed over and she tried to focus on Adora’s face.

“—Not that your hair doesn’t normally look nice I just meant that, you know, I noticed it today and—“

“Oh,” Glimmer’s face was burning. A thousand thoughts sped through her head too fast for her to make sense of any of them. One suggested that Adora could like her as more than a friend, another shot it down quickly, one was just happy that Adora had noticed her at all, a final thought suggested that her face was burning hot enough to fry an egg, “Thank you, um, yeah, thanks. Thanks so much.”

Adora’s smile widened, “You’re welcome!”

Silence spread through the space between them again. Glimmer wished she knew what to say. But what could she say? That she had never seen someone so pretty in her life? That she wanted to spend every day she had left on this planet learning every freckle on Adora’s face and every fleck of gray in her eyes? That she couldn’t stop thinking about her laugh and her voice and the dumb jokes she made. No, there was nothing Glimmer could say. She could feel Adora’s gaze on her, soft but inquisitive, looking for something or trying to memorize something she had already found. If Glimmer hadn’t been blushing already, the intensity of those eyes would have done it.

“So...” Glimmer tried to look anywhere but at Adora. She wished they were far, far apart so she could think clearly but she also wished they were so much closer. Glimmer didn’t know what she wanted, “We should probably get to work, shouldn’t we?”

“Yeah, of course. You’re right.”

Adora turned to face the desk and began gathering the materials she needed. Glimmer squirmed when Adora was looking at her but somehow not having her attention was worse. Glimmer wished she could just make up her damn mind.

“So it looks like all we need to get done is the presentation slides and then figure out who is saying what.”

Just as quickly as the blush had risen, Glimmer felt the blood drain from her face, “Wait, why does anyone need to say anything?”

“We have to present our projects, remember?” Adora was smiling at her kindly.

“Um, no, I guess—“ Glimmer looked down, the words sticking heavily in her throat, “I guess I forgot. Sorry.”

“Hey, it’s alright! No big deal!”

Glimmer’s hands came to life, fidgeting sporadically as she clutched them in her lap, “No, it’s not that. I’m just really bad at school presentations.”

She felt stupid but it was the truth; she liked making things and showing them to others... just from a distance. When she had to present it, had to tie herself to it, she felt like everyone was analyzing and critiquing her; not whatever she had made. It made her freeze and choke up and forget everything she had planned on saying. She didn’t want to let Adora down, didn’t want to show her how useless she could really be.

Adora had part of her mouth quirked to the side, comically deep in thought, “Would it help if we practiced presenting it a few times before hand? Just the two of us?”

“I don’t know... maybe?” It would be even worse if she didn’t try at all, right? If she just gave up and let Adora do all the work on her own? Right? For once her mind left her without its input. Great, the one time I could actually use it and now is when you decide to shut up. I’m disappointed in you, brain, disappointed but not surprised.

“It’s worth a try!” Adora scrolled through the slides she had made, obviously trying to make a decision about something, “I don’t think I’m going to be able to finish these by the end of the period; do you think we could hang out together after school today and finish it?”

“Yes!” The word was out of her mouth before Glimmer had the chance to think about it.

Adora looked happily surprised, “Ok, great! Meeting me at the soccer field at 4:00?”

Glimmer was still in stunned disbelief at what she had said, “Yeah, yeah sure. Sounds good.”

“It’s a date!” Adora face turned pink as Glimmer’s shock shifted onto her, “I— oh. I meant like, you know, a date. Not a date, just a date.”

Glimmer couldn’t help but laugh. Her head was light, like somebody had taken out her brain and replaced it with cotton candy. A date? She didn’t mean it like that, of course she didn’t. She couldn’t. She’s perfect and I’m just... me. You’re getting ahead of yourself and you’re getting hopes up far too high. When those hopes are proven wrong— and they will be proven wrong— you’re going to have a long way to fall. Don’t let yourself get hurt like this.

She took a deep breath, hoping to settle all of the ideas and questions and that word from rattling around in her head. Her anxiety was right, she was getting way too ahead of herself.

Glimmer cut in through Adora’s rambling, smiling sadly. Adora was, well, adorable when she got all awkward and lost her usual composure; but it hurt knowing that Glimmer could never get what she wanted, settling on looking from afar. A date, “Yeah, I know what you mean.”

“Right, right of course you did, sorry,” Adora still seemed sheepish which puzzled Glimmer.

She wanted to ask why Adora was acting so weird, but she was arguably the far weirder one of them so maybe it was best to just leave good enough alone, “I guess we should probably get back to work then?”

The rest of the period went by quickly, Adora diligently gathering and typing information and Glimmer doing her best to be helpful, placing the text onto the slides.

Adora seemed caught up in her work and Glimmer didn’t want to bother her. But with her eyes focused and face grimacing, Glimmer just wanted to make her laugh or at least relax a little bit.

Glimmer tried to focus but there really wasn’t much for her to do. Besides, she couldn’t stop thinking about how close she and Adora were sitting, nearly bumping shoulders. It would be so easy to just lean over and kiss her cheek. Shut up. It’s never going to happen. Stop letting these feelings get so strong. But how could she not feel this way? She almost felt bad for not being more productive.

The bell rang and the classroom once again erupted into noise as students raced to leave Weaver’s domain.

Adora stood up and grabbed her bag in one swift movement, “4:00 at the soccer fields! Don’t forget me.”

Glimmer watched her jog out the door, melting into her seat. She couldn’t forget her if she tried.

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meg-noel-art · 3 years

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Ko-Fi request for @curiousscientistkae of Cuddly Glimmadora! 💖

#ko-fi #commission #glimmadora #glimmer #adora #my art #fanart #she ra #spop #she ra and the princesses of power #i love them #thank u for the request kae #this was fun #fluff #glimadora

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curiousscientistkae · 2 years

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Smth to do with Glimmer having wings. I know you have ideas for that

The rain came straight out of nowhere. Adora groans as she becomes like a drowned rabbit-rat. The castle is a little bit away so by the time she gets home, even her bones will be wet. That is not a fun thought. However, as she thinks this, the rain suddenly ceases to stop beating down on her. Looking up, she finds a wing of her wife hovering over her.

“Need some protection?” Glimmer grins. Though, she is getting drenched.

“What about you?” Adora asks.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be fine. ‘Sides, I can always teleport! Which we probably should do!”

Glimmer wastes no time in grabbing Adora’s wrist. Her body tingles as she begins to be set into somewhere far from reality. In a blink, she is in her room, warm and safe from the rain. Some feathers float down, which Adora grabs and rolls between her fingers.

“Thanks, hon. Why don’t you go dry off? Then maybe we can cuddle afterwards. What do you say about that?”

“Hmm, I like that!”

#anon #kaestions #i do have ideas i love wing glimmers #im just sleepy rn but i just need fluff!!!!!!#she ra #spop #adora #glimmer #glimmadora #glimadora #glimora #prompts #prompt

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athetos · 2 years

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Fandom: She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Adora/Glimmer (She-Ra) Summary:

“I really like you, ‘Dora."

Before they were dating, Adora and Glimmer had told each other “I love you” a lot, and it was always true. No matter how many times they said it, it didn’t diminish the impact those three simple words had. ‘I really like you’ should have been a step down from ‘I love you’, but to Adora, it was somehow larger, dwarfing their earlier affections. The idea that Glimmer didn’t just love her, but really liked her, was enough to firmly put her on cloud nine.

She reached over and stroked Glimmer’s cheek, grinning. “Good, because I really like you too, Glim."

#my writing #ash.content #she ra #spop #glimmadora #glimadora #fics #fluff #i miss them i love them so much.......... ah #i thought i wanted this #itiwt

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ladylazuli97 · 4 years

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I can feel my love for you Growing stronger day by day An' I can't wait too see you again So I can hold you in my arms

#fluff day :3 #glimmadora #glimadora #glimmer #adora #modern AU #shera #she ra #spop #meep morp

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therodrigator6 · 4 years

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GLIMMADORA WEEK, DAY 2: “ANGST/FLUFF”

“I think we deserve some rest, after everything we’ve gone through, don’t you think, starlight?”

Thank you so very much to @glimmadoraweek2020 for delivering the prompts for this round of glimmadora shipping week!

#Glimmadora #Glimadora #Glimmadora Week 2020 #shera #she-ra #she ra #glimmer #adora #shera glimmer #shera adora #spop #shera and the princesses of power #my art #angst/fluff

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baggebythesea · 3 years

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“Glimmer dates everyone!” - chapter 2: Adora

"Sooooo.... I wondered if you might want to go on a date with me this afternoon....?" Glimmer asked. "Sure, I'd love to..." Adora happily answered. "Quick question, though... What's a 'date'?"

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28859586/chapters/71189559

#Spop #She-ra #Fanfic #Shipping #Romance #Glimmer #Adora #Glimadora #Glimmer dates everyone #Dating #Fluff

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a-dauntless-daffodil · 4 years

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- Modern au where Adora didn’t originally have an undercut bc SW wanted her to look ‘professional’ but she always really liked them (For Some Reason gay), and then she met Glimmer who was like “But it’s YOUR hair?? C’mon, Bow has some clippers and does his own sides sometimes, we can totally figure this out”

- to which Adora answered “OK!” bc undercuts are cool and Glimmer thinks so too and Glimmer is a really pretty girl who short-circuits Adora’s one braincell every time she smiles so of course this is a really super good idea!

- One hour too late Adora realizes that no actually this was a Very Bad idea

- “I can’t go home like this! Half my hair is missing!” / “Adora, it was your hair-” / “IT’S NOT MY HAIR WHEN IT’S UNDER MS. WEAVER’S ROOF!!!” / “Guys calm down, m-maybe you can just say you got some gum stuck in it…?” / “GUM IS FORBIDDEN TOO” / “IT’S FORBIDDEN???” / “YES” / “WHAT KIND OF MONSTER BANS GUM!?” / “Okay now we’re just getting off topic-”

- Adora wants to try wearing a hat until her hair grows back or she thinks up a good explanation. She won’t have to lie about her hair if Weaver doesn’t even notice it, right?

-Glimmer and Bow assume she’ll try covering up with like a beanie or something similar. Instead Adora goes out and buys…

…a cowboy hat

- “How do I look?” / “Gay cowgirl” / “Perfect!” / “Let me rephrase that- A cowgirl who looks gay because of her undercut” / “Aw heck” / “W, well I think you look great!” / “Glimmer your opinion is valid but also Very bi-ased” / “shut UP bow”

- In the end Adora makes the logical choice to create a report explaining how undercuts are coming into fashion and having one totally won’t ruin her reputation or job opportunities after collage since people will just assume she’s being savvy to the current trends or whatever

- Adora doesn’t actually remember how she ended the report bc she’d drowned herself in caffeine so she could finish it in time with Glimmer and Bow’s help before going home

- She also can’t remember bc at some point she crashed for a while and woke up to Glimmer playing with her hair and gently scratching at her new fuzzy sides

- this was Very Nice and also Distracting

- Nice feelings wear off soon though and Glimmer tries cheering Adora up by joking:

- “Just remind Ms. Whatever that you COULD have gotten something really permanent like a tattoo but didn’t!” / “haha yeah… a tattoo, that would be just… I mean they look amazing on you, but……”

“…..” / “…”

- “…. wanna get one next time?” / “YES” / “guys no” / “I WANT A MAGICAL HORSIE ON MY BACK AND SWORD ON MY FOREARM” / “guys-” / “BOW SHE WANTS A SWORD TATTOO A SWORD DID YOU HEAR” / “why was i born... to Suffer..”

- Catra drinking a soda when Adora finally walks in wearing her cowboy hat with undercut and a spit-second later Adora is also wearing most of Catra’s soda

- Weaver hates the undercut and tosses the report away unread but can’t really do anything except ground Adora and forbid her from seeing “that pink menace” again

- (glimmer is THRILLED to be “That Pink Menace” & puts it on all her online profiles)

- Adora takes Weaver exactly at her words and decides she can’t see Glimmer in person for a while BUT can should and totally shall pass notes to her via Bow and set up a shared google doc so they can keep studying flirting with each other every night before bed

- meanwhile Bow’s phone is exploding with texts from Glimmer

- apparently seeing your crush with an undercut can make your crush on them Even Worse who knew :)

- plus the whole flirting-every-night-before-bed thing

- “Bow help!!!” / “You are beyond help” / “SHE KEEPS SENDING ME SHITTY HORSE MEMES I THINK I’M FALLING IN LOVE WITH HER” / “Then cherish <3″

#spop #glimmadora #glimadora #bow #..#modern au #ideas #silly fluff

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starlitpaint · 5 years

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Hi yes take my Glimmadora art uwu 💖❤️

#glimmadora #glimadora #glimmer #adora #angst #fluff #art #shera #she-ra #shera POP

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softly-speaking-valkyrie · 5 years

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So season 3 huh? Right? RIGHT?!?

Yeah that was an amazing punch in the gut and a kiss on the lips personally. Everything was incredible and only actually hit me and registered properly a few hours after I finished watching.And then I had to write this with assistance and support from @ihateflying

Long and short, the title says it all, it’s the most cliche title I’ve given a fic.

Read about how Adora and Bow pick up the pieces and help Glimmer get the heck away from Bright Moon so it can all land and seep into her properly without the reminders of the finale. And Adora is hurting too. They all go to Bow’s Dads’ house and prepare a good and much-needed meal.

Enjoy this piece of senseless and wholesome fluff that I think we all need and deserve after that finale and season <3

Thank you so so much Crew-Ra for an amazing show that has absolutely destroyed my expectations and healed me from another Season 3 finale of a wicked and disgusting show that we will not speak of.

This is what a Season 3 finale should be.

[Ko-Fi | Amazon]

#She-Ra #She-Ra Season 3 #She-Ra Season 3 Spoilers #Spoilers #Season 3 Spoilers #Spop #Glimmadora #Glimadora #Glimmer #Adora #Bow #Best Friend Squad #Bow's Dads #Lance #George #Fanfic #Fluff

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methargicismm · 5 years

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Me, looking at glimadora tags on ao3:

Me, looking at Catradora tags on ao3:

Me: ah, yes.... the duality of man

#glimadora is for the fluff #catradora is for the angst #fight me on this #catradora #glimadora #she ra

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starlightinhumanform · 4 years

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The Art of Love: Chapter 13

Fandom: She Ra (2018)

Ship: Glimadora

Summary: Glimmer finally answers Adora’s text and gets to spend some quality Mom-Daughter time with Angella because they deserve it 😤

Warnings (for this chapter): Some descriptions of anxious thoughts (please tell me if anything needs to be added)

Genre: High School AU, Angst with a Happy Ending, Rivals/Enemies to Lovers, Eventual Fluff

A/N: Updates have really slowed down on this fic simply due to the current conditions of the world but I’m very excited for the future of this fic and I appreciate your continued support through all the ups and downs 🖤🖤 Love you all 🖤✨

Ao3 The Art of Love Masterpost Fic Masterpost Fic Request Info

Hey I was wondering how you were? Lmao I sound like a grandma but really. You seemed kinda out of it today and I wanted to make sure you were doing alright (it’s probably cuz I kept you up working on the dumb project all night lol) so yeah just wanted to check in cuz we didn’t really get to talk today :)

The first thing that struck Glimmer about the text was the fact that Adora had written her an entire paragraph. The second thing that hit her was that the entire said paragraph was all basically to ask how she was. It was silly and overly concerned and so very Adora. Nobody else would do something so sweet and manage to make it so ridiculous at that same time.

A wave of relief washed over Glimmer. So Adora wasn’t asking about Elizabeth and hadn’t mentioned anything about Glimmer’s crush. Glimmer could remain safe in her little bubble as long as Adora stayed within her own lines of ignorance. That would only last so long, however. For all she knew, that bubble had already popped.

Glimmer realized with a start that it was quite possible that Adora was simply leading up to that point, too polite to confront her right off the bat. Just wanted to check in... we didn’t really get to talk today.

Either Adora actually was just asking her what was up, or she wanted to “talk” to her. Glimmer wasn’t sure which option was more terrifying. Given how their past conversations had gone, Glimmer had absolutely no confidence in her ability to talk to anyone, let alone to someone she was crushing on- let alone to Adora.

She chewed her lip for a second, unsure of what to do. If Adora was still clueless and she started confessing to something Adora was completely unaware of, it would be worse than Elizabeth confessing it for her.

She thought of Adora, chilling at home, probably working away on some assignment like the nerd that she was. Glimmer started giggling at the idea of Adora pausing for a moment because she got a text and it was just Glimmer screaming: YES I HAVE A MAJOR CRUSH ON YOU EVERYTHING ELIZABETH SAID WAS TRUE ALSO WOULD YOU LIKE TO RUN AWAY WITH ME AND START A SHEEP FARM IN THE NETHERLANDS???

Yeah, ok so that option was not going to happen. She should probably just play it cool, like a normal person texting their normal friend. Her brain felt the need to interject: Yeah right- “normal person,“ that’s you. The little voice continued: “Normal friend”- that’s a funny way to put it.

Suddenly another wave hit Glimmer, and this one felt like an entire brick wall crumbing on top of her. Except it was good. It felt soft and warm and made Glimmer feel like maybe, just maybe, things would be ok. The sensation spread up from her toes and erupted in her chest until it reached the very tips of her fingers. It made her stretch her legs out and reach backwards with her arms until they were fully extended because it filled her heart up so much, she couldn’t contain it all in her small form.

Because even if Glimmer wasn’t as close to Adora as she wanted, they were friends. At least, that’s where things were hopefully pointing to. Was it perfect? No. Was it everything Glimmer wanted and more? Obviously not. But was it good? God, yes. It was something Glimmer had never thought was possible; it was something she had been actively trying not to pursue out of the conviction that it would all go wrong and she would get hurt. But this didn’t hurt. Not in the slightest.

Riding on the euphoria, she typed out a quick response:

I’m good. And yeah sorry I was pretty tired today lol Weaver has destroyed my sleep schedule. Also you sound like you ACTUALLY want me to talk to you?? How absolutely scandalous???

Glimmer let her feet swing back and forth, heels kicking against the side of her mattress. Tiny little bubbles of hope kept rising up towards her head because this was almost- very, nearly maybe- a step forward. A step towards being a little more than friends with Adora. Ha, this isn’t a step towards anything. You’re not going to get anywhere with her. Getting this high off the ground just means it’ll hurt more when this cloud dissolves under your feet. Because that’s exactly what this is- you’re letting yourself rely on cotton candy daydreams and sooner or later they’re going to dissolve beneath you.

Glimmer shook the negative thoughts off and switched conversations to scroll through the memes Bow had sent her. They were undoubtedly funny but she hardly registered the images; she had other things to be happy about.

Bow was probably going to annoy her about this later but Glimmer couldn’t resist the urge to gush:

BOW BOW BOW

SHE’S TEXTING ME

LIKE A FRIEND

ASKING ME HOW I AM

OOO???

Glimmer grinned at Bow’s quick response but she knew the real reason she was smiling.

I knoooooooow. I so happy

So you still think she hates you?

Her grin faltered for a moment before returning, slightly weaker than it had been before.

BLEH why’d you have to bring that upppppp

And I don’t know? Maybe she doesn’t hate me but she doesn’t have any reason NOT to

Glimmer i love you but you can be SO DENSE sometimes

She DOES have a reason not to hate you?? Maybe it’s possible that she thinks you’re smart and funny and talented? I don’t know tho- I’m just throwing stuff out here. Also she might actually LIKE you maybe as a friend,,, maybe more ;)

Glimmer snorted at Bow’s ranting. He was sweet and a far better friend than she could ever rationalize deserving. But he was high off his own optimistic ideals.

There is definitely nothing “more” I don’t even think we’re officially friends yet. More like uuuuhh acquaintances with benefits

OHOHO???

Glimmer immediately regretted her word choice, laughing as she buried her face in her hands.

NOT LIKE THAT. PERVERT.

She waited for Bow’s answer, laughing quietly at their ridiculous conversation. As the little dots marched to indicate Bow’s typing, a buzz and flag altered Glimmer that Adora had responded.

She texted back gotta go

Switching once more to her and Adora’s conversation, the first thing Glimmer found herself marveling at was her own stupidity. The giddy feeling that had been all-consuming now faded away as she reread her message. It sounded clingy and overly confident. It definitely felt worthy of the cringe the shuddered through her body and made her want to curl up in a ball. What had her euphoric-high brain been trying to do? Flirt? If so, she had desperately failed.

Still in embarrassed pain, she moved on to Adora’s message:

How many times do I have to tell you YES I want to talk to you.

But there was something in particular I wanted to talk to you about

The second part made Glimmer’s blood run cold. Adora continued typing but she didn’t dare respond, too frozen to type. All the stars that had been floating in her eyes crashed around her. So she did know. So Glimmer’s worst fears were reality. And there was nothing she could do about it now. After an eternity, Adora’s message finally jumped onto Glimmer’s screen.

It’s about this morning. Well and today. And last night. Kinda. I just feel like I might have made you uncomfortable last night, like I was being really clingy so then this morning I felt really awkward and I’m sorry if I came off as cold or anything. And then in class you seemed all tense and I was just wondering if I had crossed some lines or anything?

Glimmer could have sworn she heard a record scratch in her head, nearly getting whiplash from reading Adora’s message. The situation kept switching so quickly; as soon as she got one foot on the rug, it would be pulled out from under her and she would look down and it turn out she had been standing on raft in the middle of the ocean the entire time.

She squinted to reread the message one more time and gave a breathy laugh when she had determined she had read it correctly the first time. Adora was the one that thought she had crossed lines? It was ridiculous. It seemed so unrealistic, Glimmer nearly slipped into her original thinking of Adora. If only she hadn’t been forced to see that nuclear core that made up that crazy blonde. That would have made everything so much easier. She could just brush the whole message as a ploy to gain sympathy. But know she had to know better. Now, she had to acknowledge that Adora was being completely sincere.

Glimmer had no idea how to respond. Adora was being completely open, completely vulnerable; and it was terrifying. It was almost worse than when she was wrapped up in doubt. It was the difference between not knowing why someone was ill and knowing exactly what was wrong- all while being expected to find the solution. Except Glimmer wasn’t a doctor. She had no cure for the situation.

She forced confidence, pushing away all her question just long enough to respond.

Are you going to make a habit of sending me essays?

She immediately regretted how cold she sounded and hurriedly began trying to remedy the conversation.

I’m sorry but really you’re fine. I didn’t mind you... if I came across as stiff or weird about anything it’s just because I’m not really used to people getting that close that quickly

It wasn’t a lie. It wasn’t the complete truth either, but it was close enough for now.

oh god I’m really sorry

What no?? I just said it was fine??

Still... that really sounds like I made you uncomfortable

Glimmer let out a sigh. She never thought she’d find herself trying to convince someone she was becoming increasingly infatuated with that it was ok to be close with her. It sounded strange when she thought about, but there was something endearing about how Adora barreled her way into Glimmer’s life and was now trying tiptoe out of the china shop.

I was a little surprised that’s all. You’re all good

Really? Even after I said I would kill weaver in class today?? You didn’t think that was weird??!

No lmao again I was a bit surprised but I mostly thought it was funny

You sure about that

Yep 100%

If you were in person right now you would hear me go hmmmmmmm

Glimmer snorted quietly out of her nose; Adora made her laugh at the stupidest things. She was entirely convinced that she would never be as funny as Adora, but she hoped she could bring her at least just a little bit of happiness.

Yeah well if you were in person right now you would see me roll my eyes and yell at you to stop being dumb

A shallow pain spread across Glimmer’s chest, a coat of lead paint over her heart; milky indigo weighing her down. If only Adora’s casual jokes were a reality. If only she were face to face with Adora. If only Adora’s face was inches from her own and quickly coming closer. Glimmer’s hands ached to run through Adora’s hair and her ears cried to hear Adora’s voice. She didn’t want to look anywhere if it wasn’t into the storm of Adora’s eyes. Her throat was hoarse from emotion but she would sing if it meant she could bear witness once more to the way Adora wove melodies out of the air.

Glimmer sat up as if startled from a dream. This- this, oh no. Oh shit. This has gone much too far. You should have stopped this before it even started. How did you even let this happen?

Glimmer had know Adora was beautiful since she saw her on the first day of school. Ignoring her and twisting her into some villain had made it a simple thing to deal with, but she couldn’t ignore the iceberg once her Titanic had begun sinking. And now she was officially sunk, water far above her head and no hope of survival to be seen.

There was a sliver of Glimmer- some crazy little fraction of her mind that had to scream to be heard- that just wanted to rip the band aid off. She wanted to stop giving all the power to other people. If someone was going to tell Adora that Glimmer had hopelessly fallen for her, it might as well come from the source.

She looked down at her phone, suddenly aware that Adora had responded.

Hey I gotta go I just wanted to check that we were ok! I’m glad you don’t mind me lmao

Glimmer took a deep breath, making an attempt to gather her thoughts. It was a hopeless effort, her mind fragmented across the room. Did Adora really worry that Glimmer “minded” her? Was there in way to describe the burning that struck in her chest whenever Adora gave her one of those soft grins- that dull ache that constricted her heart and seeped through her ribs. How could she ever reassure Adora she could never be bothersome when every one of her actions struck Glimmer with wonder? How could she even attempt to say such a thing with revealing everything, admitting her mind’s greatest fear? How could she try to convince Adora of something that she couldn’t even admit to herself.

Because the answer was quite simple. She loved Adora. Deeply and painfully. But no matter how perfect Adora was, it still felt dangerous to love her. To Glimmer, it was just as good as putting a target on her back. It was like saying HEY EVERYONE!! I’M ALREADY WEIRD AND SO SO DIFFERENT FROM YOU AND NOW I’M PUTTING THAT ON DISPLAY!

Glimmer was being pulled apart. She knew she shouldn’t show her affection to Adora. But she knew just as deeply and far more truly that she loved Adora- and keeping that inside of her would break her heart.

She threw or phone and thoughts (momentarily) aside, flopping backwards on her bed. Her body bounced slightly from the force of throwing herself down and it only added to the sensation that her head was floating away. There was just too much to tackle right now. Glimmer could tell from the growing pressure on her head that if she kept picking it all apart, the pressure would quickly shift; it would tighten around her lungs, making it hard to breathe and squeezing what she couldn’t force down to pour down her face.

Glimmer took a deep breath, through her nose and out her mouth- once, twice, three times, she lost count as she focused solely on the rhythm she was creating. These past few days had been chaotic and exhausting and good part of that had been created by her. She was tired. Her brain felt heavy as gravity retook control over her head. In fact, her whole body felt heavy; she was sinking deeper into her mattress with every exhale.

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When Glimmer woke up, the last hues of dusk just barely reached her window. It was obvious that the night had happily creeped onwards while she had slept. She must have been out for at least an hour.

Down the hall, she could hear voices of some TV show her mom was watching as they flickered out of the speakers.

Glimmer opened her door, peaking around the frame and looking down the hall. She could just see the top of her mother’s pastel hair above the top of the couch. In front of her, what looked like Hell’s Kitchen was playing. Glimmer was somewhat amazed that she had been able to sleep through Gordon Ramsey’s yelling.

She walked towards the living room and sat down next to Angella on the couch. She was asleep, hair mussed up in the back as she leaned up against the cushions. Glimmer felt a wave of affection wash over her. Whatever happened at school, whatever happened with Adora- hell, whatever happened within herself- she would always love her mother. Sometimes things got in the way of her remembering that.

Glimmer nudged her mom gently in the side, “Hey, wake up.”

Angella stirred, smiling as her gaze fell upon Glimmer, “Hey, dear.”

Glimmer squirmed under her mother’s softness, guilt over how she had acted earlier hitting her, “I’m really sorry. About how I treated you at dinner. I was really rude and nights like this are basically the only time we have together; I shouldn’t waste them being a brat to you.”

“You’re a teenager and we don’t exactly see eye to eye on everything- I expect this sort of thing to happen occasionally.”

“But I-“ Glimmer tried to argue but was cut off.

“But I appreciate you apologizing.”

“Mom!!” Glimmer felt like her mother should have been angrier, should have at least told her off for stomping down to her room as rudely as she had. And she had done it in response to her mom just trying her best to help. That must have hurt.

“Glimmer!!” Angella mirrored her daughter’s exasperation, “You really think I didn’t slam doors and yell and act out when I was your age? I don’t necessarily like it, but a little angsty rebellion is normal. Like I said, I expect some of this.”

“If you say so… just don’t expect to see it often,” Glimmer felt a smile tugging on the corners of her mouth. Her mom wasn’t exactly the most relaxed person but she understood Glimmer better than probably anybody else on the planet.

“Good,” Angella reached out and tucked one of Glimmer’s fluffy locks behind her ear, “I prefer when you talk to me instead of just hiding away in your room.”

“Yeah,” Glimmer laughed somewhat nervously because she totally didn’t do exactly that most of the time instead of talking to people.

“So… you want to tell me about that girl now?”

Glimmer tucked herself next to Angella’s side and turned to face the TV where Gordon Ramsey was berating a man for having rats in his kitchen, “No, not yet.”

She felt her mother shrug and smiled as Angella wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Drama could wait. And if she loved Adora? Well, she would deal with that later too.

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