#spop palentines

[tippenfunkaport]

You!

(fluff, 642 words) Mermista and Scorpia practice adding dramatic lightning effects to everyday conversation and prank Glimmer.

Shamelessly boosting this old fic because I only just found out there was art for it which is so cool!

#mermista #scorpia #spop #shera #she ra #fanfic #fanart #originally posted as part of spop palentines 2021 I believe #she ra and the princesses of power

[tanasha]

Day 10 of @spop-palentines Parental. When Glimmer brought home an orphan Horde soldier, Queen Angella had no choice but to claim her as a second daughter and decided to get a family portrait to celebrate. Adora certainly needed a better maternal figure than Shadow Weaver and isn’t complaining about having a new sister either.

#SPOP #Glimmer #Queen Angella #Adora #She-Ra #spoppalentines #spop palentines #palentines

[haro-ra]

@spop-palentines day 28: Awkward

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“Sooooooooooo,” Mermista drawled.

Hordak stood ramrod straight, very uncomfortably.

“You set fire to my country.”

Hordak cleared his throat. “I did.”

“I suppose you feel really sorry about that?” she asked disdainfully.

“I… do. Yes. I am aware that that is insufficient.”

“Mhm. So like.” Mermista rolled her eyes and glanced away. “I had Prime in my head too. I can kinda get why you acted all…” she gestured vaguely at him. “Like that.”

“Ah… thank y–?”

“But if you ever try anything like the Horde again I’m dragging you under and drowning you personally.”

“Ah. Yes. That is… fair.”

#hordak #mermista #spop palentines #palentines #spop #she ra

[natasha-improvises]

Written for Day 7 of @spop-palentines: Sleepover. 

 “This is our newest cadet. I trust you’ll all make him feel welcome,” Somehow when Shadow Weaver said that it seemed to imply the opposite, like she was expecting some sort of initiation beating.

The blonde boy behind her gulped, hearing the tone. He pushed forwards anyway and waved at the three girls in the room.

“Hello. I’m Kyle. I’m new to the Horde, I’ve been living in an orphanage in-” He began.

“Silence!” Shadow Weaver barked and an ominous black shadow surrounded her, causing Kyle to flinch and cower, “Lonnie, you will be responsible for this.”

Shadow indicated one of the girls who was cradling a green lizard in her arms, dressed in clothes matching her own.

“Me? What about Adora? I thought she was meant to be team lead,” Lonnie scowled, not that she minded particularly, but she never missed an opportunity to get one over on Catra.

There was no love lost between the two.

“Adora,” Shadow Weaver crooned the name, before returning to her normal voice, “has other responsibilities,” she began ticking off on her fingers, “Catra is too incompetent, Rogelio can’t talk, so that leaves you.”

“Rogelio can talk. We talk all the time,” Lonnie returned defensively.

 “Silence! That is the second time you’ve talked back. Are you trying to challenge Catra for the title of most useless cadet?” Shadow Weaver scolded, “If I were you, I wouldn’t do it a third time.”

Lonnie paled and stayed silent.

Off to the side, the blonde girl had taken the wrist of the cat girl and was giving it a small squeeze. The cat girls face was scrunched up. She looked furious, or maybe just sad.

“As I said: Lonnie, you are in charge of this,” On that statement Shadow Weaver swept from the room.

“Adora, lets get back to playing,” The cat girl took the hand of the blonde, who must be Adora; and tried to pull her away.

“I want to meet the new guy, Catra. Come on,” Adora dug her heels in.

“But…” Catra’s face fell for a minute, before she sneered, “Fine. You weren’t playing right anyway. I’ll play by myself. It’ll be more fun.”

“Catra…” Adora followed the girl to one of the beds and instantly began trying to placate her.

“Ignore her,” Lonnie pointed to the door where Shadow Weaver left, “And them,” She indicated the two girls with her thumb over her shoulder, “They’re unbearable sometimes. I’m Lonnie and this is Rogelio. We’re the cool members of the team. You’re better off with us.”

“Aww! He’s adorable. Is he your emotional support lizard? Can I pet him?” Kyle requested.

“That is your teammate!” Lonnie scolded.

Rogelio roared something in her arms that had Lonnie rolling her eyes.

“He said that you can pet him,” Lonnie explained, holding him out for Kyle.

Kyle carefully pet the lizard, who seemed completely unfazed.

“You know, you should stop acting like an animal, or people are going to treat you like one,” Lonnie sighed, before glancing over to where Adora was scratching the spot behind Catra’s ears.

“So… Where do I sleep?” Kyle wondered, looking at all the beds.

“That one’s free,” Lonnie indicated one.

“And we all sleep here together?” Kyle asked, uncertainly.

“No, only on the third Sunday of the month,” Lonnie scoffed and when Kyle looked like he believed her, she sighed and added, “That’s why all the beds are here.”

“That’s amazing! It’s like having a sleepover every night!” Kyle gushed.

“What’s a sleepover?” Adora asked, having finally persuaded Catra to come over.

“A sleepover… Didn’t you have sleepovers with friends before you joined the Horde?” Kyle wondered.

Adora shrugged and there was something about her expression that made Kyle sad. Catra bumped her forehead against Adora’s arm and Adora smiled at her.

“I didn’t have any friends before the Horde,” Adora confided.

At least she couldn’t remember having any, but then, she couldn’t remember a time before the Fright Zone. Maybe she’d been born there? She hadn’t heard of anyone else being born in the Fright Zone. She’d ask Shadow Weaver about it one day.

Oh. That poor girl. Kyle hadn’t exactly been popular, but he’d had a couple of people to get about with. Adora must have been really lonely.

“It looks like you have friends now,” He pointed out comfortingly, “And I’d like to be your friend.”

Adora beamed, as Catra hissed in outrage.

“I’d like that too. We can all be friends,” Adora decided.

“I don’t want to-” Catra began, but Adora quickly covered her mouth.

“So, about this sleepover, how do we do it?” Adora wondered.

“We can play truth or dare,” Lonnie grinned wickedly at Catra, who growled knowing she wouldn’t like whatever Lonnie was planning to ask.

Rogelio roared in Lonnie’s arms.

“Rogelio says, he’s small enough to sneak through the vents to steal some extra ration bars,” Lonnie added.

“Duh. The vents are huge,” Catra scoffed and then she caught a glimpse of Adora’s pleading face and she was done for: the girl really wanted to know what a sleepover was and knew Catra would be against it, “I can… I don’t know. Pillow fights are lame. Want to sneak down to the drill room and steal some fighting staffs?”

Adora’s face lit up, “But we’re not allowed to train with weapons for another month.”

“Then we just won’t get caught,” Catra smirked at Adora’s excitement, “Come on.”

The two scampered away and as she left Adora gushed, “I can’t believe we get to train at sleepovers. They sound so cool.”

“What’s your favourite part of sleepovers?” Lonnie asked.

“Me? I like all the games and the pranks and stuff. Though I usually mess up the pranks. Are you any good at pranks? We could team up,” Kyle suggested.

“Yeah, alright. The three of us verses those idiots.”

#Horde Trio #spop lonnie #SPOP Kyle #spop rogelio #Catra #Adora #Horde kids #SPOP #Shadow Weaver #I love the headcanon where Rogelio is tiny before shooting up so I included it #SPOP Palentines #Palentines #my stuff

[pennamesmith]

It’s “Crack (Friend)Ships” time for @spop-palentines again, so here is a sequel to last year’s Adventure Time crossover, Parallels :p

Intersections

“So anyway,” Simon said, “That’s the story of how my fiancée turned into a gigantic unknowable god of chaos.”

Hordak nodded sympathetically. “That is abrasive, my friend.”

They were both perched on the sofa at Marceline’s house, drinking mugs of hot cocoa while Entrapta and Bubblegum sat on the floor sorting through the bits and bobs that used to be Marcy’s electric amp. In theory they were only trying to add a 13 to the volume control, but the project had stretched on so long and the two scientists were speaking to each other so rapidly that by this point nobody else really knew exactly what they were doing.

Marceline floated in from the kitchen. “‘Sup Simon. ‘Sup Batman. Anyone need refills yet?”

“No thank you, Marcy, I’ve got plenty!” Simon chirped. “Oh, um, it’s gone a little cold, though.”

“I will gladly have more,” Hordak declared, holding out his empty mug. “You may inform Catra that her recipe is improving dramatically under your tutelage.”

Marceline took both their cups and drifted back into the other room, where a cat-eared woman was quietly cursing over a saucepan.

“How did the video make this look so easy?” Catra muttered, furiously stirring the chocolate.

“Your dad says you’re doing a good job,” Marceline offered, adjusting her altitude.

Catra blanched. “Hordak is not my…! Oh, whatever, it’s fine. You know, when your geek girlfriend and his geek girlfriend fell into each other’s science projects, I didn’t exactly expect it to lead to this.”

“Nothing ever goes the way you expect it to,” Marceline shrugged, slowly somersaulting in midair. “But that’s not always a bad thing. It can be nice to be surprised. Plus, between us? Your girl loves it here. If you want I can show you where the best dungeons are for date nights.”

Catra seemed to seriously consider this. Then something occurred to her and she looked around in sudden confusion. “Hey, where is Adora, anyway?”

“Outside on the deck playing Dare or Dare with Finn. It’s a hero game.”

Catra looked out the window where Marceline was pointing. Sure enough, both headstrong blondes were there, squaring off in honorable combat. Several crushed cans of Super Porp littered the boards at their feet.

Adora held a squirming thing with too many legs out towards the boy. “I dare you to eat this bug!”

“Ha! Thath eashy!” Finn smirked through a crunching mouthful. “I dare you to do a kickflip off the roof!”

“I dare you to fight me with one hand! Wait, sorry.”

“I dare you to name your first-born after me!”

“All right, I think that’s enough,” Catra said, hurriedly climbing out the window to retrieve her girlfriend.

“But Catraaa,” Adora whined as she was dragged inside, “I made a Royal Promise!”

Back in the living room, Entrapta and Bubblegum had reassembled the spare parts into… something. It didn’t look like an amplifier, but somehow they’d managed to plug Marceline’s ax into it anyway. The setup vibrated with unstable energy.

Entrapta bounded over and held the guitar out to the vampire. “The gelatinous one and I have completed our improvements! Test it out!”

“Hang on a hot sec before you do, though,” Bonnie cautioned, donning blast goggles and a pair of massive earmuffs.

Marceline noticed that Simon and Hordak had left the couch to build a sandbag bunker in the middle of the room. Everyone else hastily climbed inside and disappeared from view. A moment later, a purple ponytail in the shape of a thumbs-up popped back over the top.

“Okay, we’re secure! Give it a shot!”

Cautiously, Marceline plucked at the smallest string. The walls shook. Oh well, she thought. I have been meaning to remodel this place.

She struck a chord.

“Wow,” someone said, after all the dust and wreckage had finally settled. “Music really is powerful, man!”

#spop #she ra #adventure time #fan fiction #simon petrikov #hordak #princess bubblegum #entrapta #marceline #catra #finn mertens #spop palentines #silly stuff #smith stuff

[imaginationfanstar]

Glimmer’s Found Family

Glimmer’s got a lot of people who care about her and she cares a whole lot about them. I think that’s awesome!

The Best Friend Squad

Bow, Adora, and Catra (or the Glimbow + Glitradora polycule 😏💜💖💜💖)

Her Family

Frosta (her honorary little sister 👩‍❤️‍👩)

Her Mom and Dad (Angella and Micha)

Her Aunt Casta

George and Lance (future Fathers-in-Law)

Her Friends

Mermista, Sea Hawk, Perfuma, Scorpia, Entrapta, Spinnerella and Netossa

She’s come a long way from that lonely little girl, huh?

@spop-palentines

#glimmer #spop palentines #glimbow #glitradora #frosta #michangella #queen angella #micha #castaspella #glance #george and lance #seamista #scorpia #perfuma #entrapta #spinnetossa #good for her #spop #she ra #shera #baby glimmer #glimmer’s harem

[mysticshadows13]

For @spop-palentines

Day 13: Mentors and students

They're glad Bow is branching out and bringing home friends, even if the friends are...a little weird.

George and Lance stare at the person sitting at the desk, who's staring down.

Summoning their courage, they ask Hordak why he's sitting there.

"Entrapta asked me to come." Hordak explains.

"Yes, but why are you just sitting there?"

"They do not need me for this part of the experiment. It was better to stay out of the way."

"What he meant was, we're surrounded by books. Why aren't you reading? Or doing something besides just sitting?"

"I... hadn't realized I was allowed to touch the books."

George and Lance exchange another look. Sure, they have multiple kids, but what's one more?

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If you like my stuff, consider reblogging!

#spop #hordak #entrapta #spop palentines #writing

[sapphic-sails]

After a very unsatisfactory exam, I bring you:

@spop-palentines 's DAY 26: FORGIVENESS

With these two dorks:

TITLE: Once Upon a Rebellion

"Hey."

Adora rubbed her eyes and cleared the blurry waves that fogged them, which she'd been too distracted to remove earlier. She sat with her knees drawn to her chest, one arm wielding her sword lazily, the other hugging her legs. She looked up to see Glimmer, her sparkly cloak wrapped around her, come in, looking like she had never been asleep.

"Hey," she returned as Glimmer sat down beside her. Her hair was a mess of pink twigs entangled in a complex matrix which reminded her of Catra's one long hair, branches sticking out like she'd just hissed at somebody, which was pretty much true all the time.

"Can't sleep, huh?" Glimmer said, adjusting the cloak to cover her feet too. "Me neither."

"Nightmares again?" Adora asked.

Glimmer nodded lightly. "Bow helps, sometimes. But it's hard to keep them away. I keep seeing ... him." She shuddered and tightened the cloak around her. "I keep banging against the force field that kept me held in the cell and every time I look behind, the wall seems to close up on me."

Adora dissolved her sword and resting her chin on her knees, listened intently. She remembered the white-washed corridors, the transparent tubes holed into Prime's body as he refilled his... essence. Adora didn't like to think of what or who could've constituted each drop of the green fluid Prime took into his body as his own.

"Hey, where's Catra?" Glimmer asked, after a brief pause. The casual tone made Adora miserable. She wished she could answer with a simple 'a stroll in the woods' or 'standing guard with Melog'. But the truth of her absence was unavoidable as she recalled their argument, Catra's disbelief and how Adora only succeeded in driving her best friend further apart.

"Running away from me," Adora answered, deadpan.

"Running away?" Glimmer's pitch rose an octave higher but her voice managed to remain low, sounding piercing to Adora right next to her. "What - is she not going to fight anymore? She ran away? Why?"

"I don't know," Adora said, quietly and quickly, jumbling up her words. "We had a fight. I think she thinks I still value Shadow Weaver more than her."

Glimmer was silent for a while. It occurred to a Adora that Shadow Weaver was her mentor too, once, training her to work towards the same goal with similar twisted approaches, revenge set on both of their minds. It was a time, Adora recalled, when Princess Glimmer was lost, the Glimmer Adora loved spending time with, the Glimmer who taught her to relax. Queen Glimmer was colder with only the downfall of the Horde set on her mind.

"Do you?" she asked, finally, her voice carrying no judgment or accusation. Just soft, therapeutic curiosity.

"No!" Adora hissed. "I would never do that. It was never about Shadow Weaver.

Glimmer didn't say anything. Adora sighed and continued, "You know what it's like, don't you? This involuntary inclination to please her because she has you convinced you both want the same things."

"I did it to bring down the Horde," Glimmer said, getting defensive. "My mother died because of-"

She broke off, apparently remembering the same thing as Adora. Adora reminisced that day like a throbbing nightmare, how Glimmer had looked at her when she blamed She Ra for failing to save her mother. A part of Adora always blamed herself for Angella's absence, knew that if she had gone for the Sword of Protection, the leader of the Rebellion would have been with them, a calming and reasonable voice for the Princess Alliance. But hearing it out loud from Glimmer had broken down several walls that Adora had built to keep from breaking her sword herself.

"I'm sorry," Glimmer said, her voice wavering. Adora turned to look at her best friend. Glimmer covered her face with her hands. "Ugh, I hate this. I hate this!"

"Glimmer, I- " Adora began but Glimmer put her hands away, exposing two pink eyes, and went on.

"Adora, I've never regretted saying anything as much as I do telling you that. You didn't fail to save my mother. I did. If Shadow Weaver and I hadn't toyed with Catra, we'd have reached the portal machine on time. All of this," she gestured around her to the entire hideout where every remaining Rebellion fighter slept, "is my fault. The portal, the Heart of Etheria, Horde Prime... I'm sorry."

She choked out a sob. Adora placed both of her hands on her shoulders, forcing her to face her. "Glimmer, it's okay. It's okay. It's my fault too. I let Angella go instead of me. I left you alone when we headed for Beast Island even though I should've been there for you."

"If you had not let my mother go, I'd have lost you, Adora," Glimmer said, sniffling. "The Rebellion would have lost its best soldier. We'd have been lost without you. I," she squeezed Adora's hand, "would've been lost without you."

Adora wordlessly pulled Glimmer towards her, wrapping her arms around her friend. Glimmer hugged her back, tightening the embrace.

Perhaps, Adora thought, this is what Catra meant.

#she ra #she ra adora #she ra and the princesses of power #adora #she ra spop #spop #glimmer #queen glimmer #glimmadora #spop palentines #spop palentine month #day 26 #forgiveness

[tippenfunkaport]

There have always been a too many pillows at Bright Moon. Not just in the prison/spare room but everywhere. They seem to multiply when you aren't looking and most guests to the castle end up taking about half of them off the bed before they sleep because it's just a bit too much when you aren't used to it.

But all the other former Horde kids (outside of Adora) cannot get enough of all the wonderful softness, something they saw so little of growing up. When Catra moves in, pillows start disappearing from all around the castle and invariably the staff find them in a colossal pile in the corner of a room, her and Scorpia napping somewhere in the middle, like a dragon with a cuddle hoard.

for @spop-palentines prompt Comfort

#catra #scorpia #spop #shera #she ra #headcanons #bright moon #spop palentines #tippen's posts

[tanasha]

Day 24 of @spop-palentines Mentor. Follow up to my post for day 10 parental as I thought Micah should get a family picture too.  When Micah returned from his banishment on Beast Island, he realised that Adora had basically become part of the family (and since she helped rescue him, he wasn’t exactly going to complain at having her as a second daughter). After the war it becomes obvious that she struggles to goof off (with anyone other than Catra), so he takes it upon himself to help teach her how and fortunately he stumbled across her love of finger guns. Pew Pew. Naturally he takes any opportunity to reconnect with Glimmer too, when she isn’t busy with her royal duties (and Bow).

#Micah #Adora #Glimmer #SPOP #She-Ra #spoppalentines #Palentines #spop palentines #Pew Pew

[haro-ra]

@spop-palentines day 16: trust

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“Are we going to talk about it?” Glimmer asked, approaching where Catra was brooding. She glanced up at her, then back to the sunset she’d been staring at vacantly.

“About what?”

“Prime’s ship.”

Catra’s tail thrashed, her ears flicking doward before dragging them back to careful neutrality.

“You saved my life.”

She had.

“It was for Adora.”

“Yeah,” Glimmer said, not casual, but… calm. “But it was still my life.”

“Don’t take it personally.”

Glimmer leveled her with a flat look. Catra shrugged uncomfortably.

“Or do. See if I care.”

When Glimmer silently took her hand, Catra didn’t pull away.

#catra #glimmer #spop #spop palentines #palentines #she ra

[natasha-improvises]

Written for Day 11 of @spop-palentines: Grieving. 

“She’s grieving,” Perfuma said softly.

She’d been listening to him vent for a while. She could see both sides. Glimmer was in a lot of pain, which did not give her an excuse to treat her friends badly, but it did make her actions more defensible. It’s hard to think of others when you’re suffering yourself, especially with all the extra pressure Glimmer was under.

“I know,” Bow sighed heavily, “but that doesn’t make it hurt any less when we fight. We shouldn’t be fighting. We should just be calmly talking things through as friends.”

Perfuma smiled wryly, “I’m not sure Glimmer ever did anything calmly.”

Bow couldn’t help quirk a smile of his own at that. Glimmer’s spitfire personality was usually so endearing, but lately it just felt like he was walking on eggshells.

“I just want to be able to help her,” He admitted.

“You are helping. Just be patient. She needs to heal.”

Bow found he was glad he came to Perfuma. She hadn’t solved anything, but it had been nice just having someone to talk to.

#SPOP #SPOP Bow #Perfuma #Glimmer #she-ra and the princesses of power #SPOPPalentines #SPOP Palentines #Palentines #my stuff

[pennamesmith]

Let the Sunshine In

A surprise double-whammy double-drabble for Hordak’s birthday and @spop-palentines day 18: ‘Apology’

*

“Wait, Hordak’s birthday is today?” Perfuma looked up from her phone, shock showing plainly on her face.

Entrapta, reclining upside-down at the other end of the bench they shared, did not pause in her game of Trapper Tank. “Yeah, but we’re not celebrating ‘til tonight, so I’ve got time to hang. I wanna hit up that flower place you told me about later.”

It was midday at the mall. They sat in the thoroughfare between Fright Zone Apparel and Deepest Dankest Dungeon Tobacco Accessories, the remains of a food court lunch between them. Entrapta continued tapping distractedly at her phone, but Perfuma’s anxiety persisted.

“Entrapta, I’m so sorry!”

Entrapta quirked an eyebrow. “For forgetting? I don’t think Hordak was expecting you to get him anything.” She was still wearing her oil-stained work overalls, a sharp contrast to her friend’s many bright bangles and necklaces.

Perfuma clutched at one of her astrological charms. “It’s not that! It’s… you’re dating another Aquarius! Oh, this is a tragedy!”

Now Entrapta did look up. But she could only keep a straight face at Perfuma’s increasing distress for so long before she had to return to her phone. Surreptitiously opening a chat, she began to type.

Sorry to bother you Hordikins, but you’ll never guess what I’m doing right now…

#spop #Hordak #Entrapta #Perfuma #entrapdak #spop palentines #fan fiction #smith stuff #the 5th dimension #Aquarius

[dallasurr]

Palentine’s Prompt 19: Hanging Out!

Inspired by @tippenfunkaport’s Merry SPOP Shipmas fic!

Join in the fun at @spop-palentines!

#bow #glimmer #glimbow #glimmadora #catradora #she ra #spop #palentines #spop palentines #she ra glimmer #she ra bow #she ra best friend squad #best friend squad #free day #she ra fanart #spop fanart #Christmas #winter #snow

[mysticshadows13]

Day 15: Post-Canon Potential for @spop-palentines

Scorpia isn't sure what she's supposed to do now. Sure, she'd been on the wrong side...twice. (She ignores the burn on her neck.) Sure, she's a Princess now, with a Runestone and a kingdom...she thinks. Is the Fright Zone hers now that Hordak has lost or doesn't care anymore?

The problem, Scorpia thinks, is one of her defining traits is loyalty. But the Horde is gone, and she's not Chipped, and she's not...she doesn't have a mission or an order to follow or someone to pledge loyalty to.

Bow listens to this without speaking, she'd just started rambling, and once she's done, he asks a question. One that stumped her. "Scorpia, have you tried being loyal to yourself?"

#spop #scorpia #spop palentines #writing #if you like it #consider reblogging #please