#thaymor

[birindale]

Catra looks into ecoterrorism. Perfuma learns about stranger danger. The Netherlands are canon, I guess.

Transcript/Image ID below the cut

[Image Description: A cover and 14 comic pages from the She-Ra mini-comic, “A Most Unpleasant Present”.

Cover: Starburst She-Ra stands in a fairly small meadow of flowers, smiling at Flutterina as the latter lands. Perfuma stands between them, also smiling. The Princess of Power logo takes its customary place at the top of the page, while the title of the issue breaks from tradition and sits directly below it, reading "A Most Unpleasant Present" in violet, with a whisper of a black border surrounding it. At the foot of the page, on a wavy-striped green strip, the copyright info reads "Illustrations: (copyright symbol) Mattel, Inc. 1985. Hawthorne, CA 90250 U.S.A. PRINTED IN TAIWAN. All Rights Reserved. (registered trademark symbol) and TM designate U.S. trademarks of Mattel, Inc." Which is actually a little weird, because this is issue 8 and was released after Fishy Business. I guess they weren't necessarily produced in the order they were published in but huh. Huh!

Page 1: A pale lilac caption box reads, "Never was a garden in Etheria more lovely than the Laughing Swan Inn's. Perfuma tended her flowerbeds with care. Where a flower had bloomed and faded, she quickly planted another. Dainty lady's slippers and sweet candytufts, bright Dutchman's breeches and soft buttercups—each flower was a lovely work of art." Great, now the Netherlands are canon. 

Perfuma is walking through a garden with a basket of flowers in her arms. The artists don't share in the writer's proclivity for flowers, as they've taken the names literally and drawn literal lady's slippers, a pair of jorts overflowing with flowers like a scarecrow that's been chopped in half, and several flowers full of hard candies and candy canes, which is double stupid because candytufts aren't even named after candy (It's from Candia, former name of Crete's administrative capital). Which isn't to say the writer knows all that much, because those flowers would do pretty poorly if subjected to identical conditions. But perhaps Etheria has some kind of magical ability to filter its sunlight and soil drainage for individual flowers. Behind Perfuma is the Laughing Swan Inn, which is shaped like a giant pink swan. So I guess this is another of those things Mattel and Filmation had distinct designs for. 

End Page 1. 

Page 2: A pink caption box reads, "A bustle in the hedgerow took Perfuma by surprise. Looking up, she found a pretty cat-woman was standing at her side." Perfuma meets eyes with a sly-looking Catra, who's in her Scratchin' Sound Catra outfit, sans mask and gloves. Catra is emerging from a flower bed that might once have been a hedgerow but certainly isn't now.

"My my! Your flowerbeds are beautiful this time of year," says Catra, grinning with a little too much tooth.

"Won't you plant these seeds too? They're a special gift," she says, holding a neatly wrapped present out to a pleased Perfuma. It's wrapped in yellow paper and a blue bow. 

End Page 2.

Page 3: A pink caption box reads, "Perfuma quite unwittingly obliged. In an instant, pigweed and poison ivy sprang up everywhere! She found herself trapped in a tangle of briars with no hope for escape!" A startled Perfuma raises her arms and looks down at more plant names taken literally, with several shrubs sprouting pig heads and skull-and-crossbones blossoms. Poison ivy and pigweed are both used to refer to a series of weeds found primarily in eastern North America, especially further south. They're prickly and tend to snag, and of course poison ivy is an allergenic, irritating the skin and causing rashes, but neither of them has thorns so I wouldn't really use the term 'briar'. Like you're going to be pretty itchy and covered in seeds for a while, but you could simply walk out. 

"Soon all Etheria's gardens shall look like thisss!" says Catra, grinning again. 

End Page 3. 

Page 4: Oh, I see. This and page 3 form a two-page spread. Catra is standing on the other side of a meadow of weeds, arms held out and away from her body as if she's basking in the light of the sun, her face lit up with an exultant smile. There are more skulls and pigs heads around her, plus a few evil-looking fiddleheads that vaguely resemble ram horns. 

"Full of weeds… wonderful weeds!" says Catra, gesturing at her handiwork. Girl it was one seed bomb this is hardly guerilla gardening. 

End Page 4.

Page 5: A pink caption box reads, "Flutterina watched from a second story window at the inn. Spotting Catra, her face darkened. She knew she had to fly to Crystal Castle for help." Flutterina is standing on the world's smallest balcony, like I think as small as one can be before it stops being a windowsill. But it looks OSHA-compliant, so good for Thaymor. Perfuma and Catra are visible in the field of weeds below her. 

"So, Catra's up to her old tricks! I must get help quickly," says Flutterina, flying towards the Crystal Caslte.

End Page 5. 

Page 6: A pale purple caption box reads, "Spotting Flutterina in the air, Butterflyer took wing to meet her. Breathlessly, the young girl revealed Perfuma's plight. Her words echoed through Crystal Courtyard as Princess Adora listened secretly." So Butterflyer (usually called THE Butterflyer) was a carrying case released with Wave 2 of the toys. In-universe she was discovered by She-Ra in 'the beautiful caverns deep beneath Crystal Castle' sleeping in a cocoon and woke her up, whereafter she carried She-Ra and her friends around Etheria.

The illustration shows Adora watching Flutterina land in what's apparently called 'Crystal Courtyard', where Bow and a very green Mermista receive her. Like, her hair is green, her outfit is green, I literally wouldn't know this was Mermista aside from the necklace and seashell bodice. It doesn't help that (the) Butterflyer is nowhere to be seen despite being featured in the caption. 

A pale purple caption box reads, "She knew they would need her help. So she drew her Sword of Protection and said…" Adora holds the hilt of the sword, just in-frame. 

"For the honor of Grayskull…" says Starburst She-Ra, transforming with her arms spread wide, "I am She-Ra!"

End Page 6. 

Page 7: A pale pink caption box reads, "She-Ra leaped between Butterflyer's wings and beckoned her friends to join her. "Quick, everyone! We must help Perfuma stop Catra from ruining the beautiful gardens!" She-Ra said. In an instant they were airborne, heading for the Laughing Swan Inn." Oh good, we're back to quotations in the caption boxes. Bow and Mermista seem to be riding comfortably astride (the) Butterflyer, while She-Ra is like… floating alongside her? Her right hand is resting on her, but her left arm is held out and away from her body, while her legs float in free space. Flutterina flies along behind the Butterflyer. Mermista's hair is closer to teal than green on this page, so we're getting there. The Crystal Castle recedes into the distance behind them, sitting atop a beautiful pink mesa.

The Butterflyer is slightly smaller than her toy, proportionally speaking, being only about twice the size of the figures here. She's all pink, including skin and hair, though it's lighter and darker there, respectively. As a toy, her skin is a pearlescent white almost the same color as She-Ra's outfit, and her wings are a different, more flexible plastic, used as handles to carry the figures around. This picture is slightly off-model, as it shows the Butterflyer with her arms held back against her side aerodynamically, whereas the toy has them clasped in front of her and holding a white butterfly. She also has a different neckline; the toy has a scoop neck with a patterned border and the picture features more of a poorly-defined feather look. It's also sleeveless, instead of the elaborately patterned opera glove/sleeve combo of the toy. We can't even say they were keeping it closer to the Filmation design, because that one doesn't HAVE arms. 

End Page 7.

Page 8: Catra swoons extremely dramatically as a huge flower emerges from Perfuma's back and emits a large yellow cloud. A pale purple caption box reads, "Meanwhile, Perfuma had used her magic sleeping power to put Catra in a deep sleep. But she knew her power was only temporary and Catra would be awake soon." The skulls and pig heads are still there. 

"Oh my, I must have dozed off! Your power is strong, Perfuma, but not strong enough!" says Catra, who's awake again, after a single panel.

"Oh no… here comes She-Ra!" says Catra, looking mildly concerned.

End Page 8. 

Page 9: A pale purple caption box reads, "Down, down Butterflyer dived. Perfuma grabbed Bow's arm and off they flew leaving Catra behind in the brambles." Okay but if you just wanted to escape why not do it for the 5 seconds she was unconscious? I thought the idea was to stop her from seed-bombing the whole planet. Bow is floating off the side of the Butterflyer now too, his arm wrapped around Perfuma's waist to lift her to safety. Mermista and She-Ra are beaming at him. She-Ra has her sword raised ineffectually and Catra is seething in the meadow below.

"You butterbrains! Flee before you feel my fireweed at your feet!" says Catra, hurling what appears to be a flaming dandelion after them instead of the pioneer species also known as rosebay willowherb and bombweed. This time it seems not to be intended as a literal reference, at least.

End Page 9. 

Page 10: A pale purple caption box reads, "Mermista quickly put out the fireweed. Caught in the spray, Catra ran for cover. Swooping down, Butterflyer made a perfect landing at the Laughing Swan's front door." The Butterflyer smiles at a small explosion, as Mermista shoots a jet of water from her necklace at the fireweed. Mermista, Perfuma, Bow, and She-Ra are atop the Butterflyer, and there's a pair of butterfly wings behind Perfuma so I think the implication is that Flutterina is now, too? 

"Hurry, everybody! We have no time to waste!" says She-Ra, gesturing for her friends to spring into action now that they're all on the ground.

End Page 10. 

Page 11: A pale pink caption box reads, "She-Ra and her friends worked quickly to save Perfuma's garden. Bow began pulling weeds, but Catra hurled a tumbleweed that sent him sprawling. Waist-deep in tarweed, Mermista was helpless to stop him. Perfuma was certain Catra could not be stopped, but She-Ra had a plan." The princesses look on in mild concern as Catra gleefully throws a gross, fleshy, hollow orb at Bow. Honestly it looks like the mace of a nutmeg, without the nutmeg. There are still pig heads and skulls and such around everyone. The Laughing Swan Inn looms in the background but does help balance the composition a bit.

"It's time to give Catra a taste of her own medicine!" says She-Ra.

End Page 11.

Page 12: A pale purple caption box reads, "She-Ra sent Perfuma inside the Inn. When the girl returned, she held two tiny seeds—one in each hand. She-Ra told Perfuma she must trust the magic of the Sword of Protection and gently waved it over the girl's open palms." Perfuma looks down at her palms, held face up with a seed in each, as She-Ra holds a very short-looking Sword of Protection over them and lifts her other hand as though casting a spell. The sword and Perfuma's hands glow with sparkling purple magic. 

The seeds, about the size of blueberries, are coated in a golden light.

They grow larger, more the size of cherries. "Why, look!" says Perfuma.

They grow larger, now the size of kiwis. "The seeds have tripled in size!"

End Page 12.

Page 13: "Now quickly, Perfuma! Throw the seeds at Catra's feet!" says She-Ra. 

A pale purple caption box reads, "Huge snapdragons and dogwood sprang from the ground—their bark worse than their bite. Catra quickly darted away, quivering with fright." A dog-headed plant barks at Catra, while three 'dragon' plants snap. Catra looks apprehensive, rearing away from them but not yet running. Perfuma and She-Ra watch from the background, smiling wide.

End Page 13. 

Page 14: A pale purple caption box reads, "Perfuma's eyes were full of tears. Catra was gone indeed, but she had left her weeds behind! She-Ra gently spoke to the girl with words both wise and kind. "Catra plays some nasty tricks; but we can help you make your garden pretty again. Perfuma, I think we can all learn a lesson here!"" Is it the lesson that semicolons function as conjunctions and as such you should never follow it with a second? No? Just that you should always take plant names literally? 

She-Ra puts a consoling hand on Perfuma's shoulder. 

"Oh, yes! I know now that it's dangerous to take gifts from strangers," says a crying Perfuma, in the orange-ish red of recent morals.

"Come on everybody and pitch in! We have work to do!" says Bow, holding a hoe. 

End Page 14.

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#motu #minicomics #a most unpleasant present #she-ra #perfuma #flutterina #catra #thaymor #mermista #bow #adora #butterflyer

[princemannikin]

Work

Mermista being a whole vibe. If work could quit being so much work, for like, 5 minutes, that’d be great, thx.

#spop #She-Ra #She-Ra and The Princesses Of Power #Mermista #Frosta #Adora #Catra #Scorpia #Shadow Weaver #Micah #Perfuma #Sea Hawk #Swift Wind #Entrapta #Hordak #The Horde #Horde Prime #Elberon #Thaymor

[n7punk]

the struggle between "g'hoat people is a canon term" and "that sounds so fucking ridiculous people are going to think i made it up"

#ive always just called the thaymor citizens satyrs. idk man #mylife #rewatching for totally normal reasons and catra's laugh is SO CUTE #SHES BABY

[apollo-cackling]

there's a sliding scale of 'willingness to examine political systems' where on one end it's she ra (where any and all of the 'princess' or 'queen' stuff is clearly just aesthetic and doesn't matter*) and baru cormorant (baru cormorant), and while I like stuff on either end of the scale, everything that aims for anywhere in the middle (or god forbid has different elements that aim to be on places along the scale) falls flat on its face from what I've seen

#at least on the thematic side #my rambles #*this is sort of why my opinion's landed on that the show would've been better with a diff inciting incident than the invasion of thaymor #+ with salinias written differently in s4 #bc clearly it's not supposed to be exactly... literal? and the show flows a lot smoother if you view it as strictly interpersonal #but now Literal Civilian Murder is the inciting incident which. y'know #changing that + s4!salinias would bring everything onto the same level and make that less dissonant #spop #巴鲁

[emileedoodles]

Catradora travel Etheria 4/12 🍊 Thaymor 🍊

"I was unsure about going back to Thaymor, considering everything, but it wasn't at all what I expected. Plus Adora getting excited by all the food is pretty cute."

🧡

I wanted the theme of a lot of these locations to be healing, so I'd love to hear what you think of this one.

#spop #catradora #she ra fanart #shera #catra #my art #illustration #she ra #sapphic art #melog #Catradora travel series

[mara-defense-squad]

Adora during the Thaymore party watching a performance, distancing herself from all the kids watching the same thing, but watching with the same childlike wonder. And then Glimmer seeing her like that, and reevaluating her cold demeanour towards her. I am emotional.

#spop #she ra #adora #glimmer #bow #adora ily so so much #m watches spop #spop 1x02 #the sword part 2

[kaiserincatra]

“Hey, Adora.”

Adora looked up at the other end of the clearing at Catra. “You came,” she said, standing up.

“How long were you waiting for me? No, don’t answer that.” Catra stood still on the other end, not approaching Adora. She looked around, eyes squinted. “You’re alone?”

“Yes,” Adora said.

“Why am I here?” She asked, beginning to slowly approach Adora. Adora could tell Catra didn’t trust that she was alone. Truthfully, she didn’t blame her.

“I needed to talk with you. Catra, you… you have to come back. I can’t fight you.”

Catra scoffed. “Then don’t. But I’m not going back. Not after everything the Horde did to me.”

Adora walked close to Catra, standing right in front of her. “Catra, we’re supposed to look out for each other.”

“Adora, the Horde is evil. Haven’t you noticed that by now? H-How can you sleep at night, knowing everything you’ve done?”

“We’re not evil, Catra. We’re a military. The Rebellion has done-”

“The Rebellion doesn’t destroy innocent cities, Adora. Remember Thaymor? That was you.” Catra pushed Adora and backed away from her. “I’m not coming back. There’s nothing you can say to convince me.”

Adora crossed her arms and looked down. “Fine. I… I didn’t think I would. But I hoped so.”

“I’m going.” Catra began to turn around.

“No,” Adora said, her voice shaky. “Please stay. Just… for a bit.”

Catra stopped.

“I miss you.”

“...I don’t. Goodbye, Adora.”

“Catra.” Adora reached her hand out as Catra left. “Catra!”

#is this what angst is? #idk #catradora #horde adora #rebellion catra #fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic excerpt #she ra #spop #spop au #adora #catra #motu #she ra 2018 #author

[ericamzdm]

Not Because of the Sword (redux)

Adora insists that she joined the rebellion not because of the sword - not because it let her live out her fantasies of heroism, or made her feel powerful, or served as an escape - but because it was "the right thing to do".

And, well. The show doesn't give us an alternate history; it doesn't tell us what would happen without the sword.

Not directly.

What is does do is introduce us to a new character.

Someone strong.

Someone who rescues people.

Someone who claims to be in control of her own fate.

Yeah, Adora's attraction to/admiration of Huntara isn't (just) about her being a Big Ol' Lesbian. It's aspirational.

Huntara enthralls Adora, not just because she has a thing for chicks with big guns, but because Huntara represents the person Adora wants to be - strong, heroic, a beloved protector - without being reliant on destiny.

Huntara is who Adora would be without the sword.

Which is why it's such a gut-punch when Huntara's "protection" is revealed to be not just false, but overtly predatory.

Huntara's "strength" is a shallow facade, hollow bluster that can't hide her selfish cowardice.

Through Huntara we are told that without the sword - without She-Ra - Adora would be just another deserter, fleeing a situation she felt powerless to change.

The sword was necessary to Adora's decision to join the Rebellion.

But it was not sufficient.

The sword convinced her that she could turn against the Horde; it provided the means of her defection.

But it was her friends that provided the motive. Bow and Glimmer and all the people of Thaymor showed her that a better world was possible.

That, together, there was something worth fighting for.

#spop #shera #adora #huntara

[ericas-spop-blog]

Adora Never Left (Adorpia AU)

Okay, so, fleshing the idea I floated at the bottom of the thread here out just a little bit more:

If Adora hadn't left the Horde - if the sword and Glimmer and Thaymor hadn't knocked her off the path Shadow Weaver had set her for her - she would have left her creche, and started hanging out with the rest of the Force Captains.

But, as @the-entire-cast-needs-therapy pointed out, that ...probably wouldn't go great for her, socially. Adora is so overtly, obviously under Shadow Weaver's thumb (and so clearly delusional about the reality of day-to-day life in the Horde) that even if she wasn't actively disliked, she would be excluded from things like communal bitching sessions about how much SW sucks, how poorly the Fright Zone is maintained, etc.

And you know who else is a Force Captain under Shadow Weaver's thumb, and othered because of it?

Expanded thoughts:

While deserving of it's own full post, one of the key elements here is: In canon, Scorpia was never really in love with Catra. Like, she was romantically pursuing her, unambiguously. But she isn't invested in Catra as a person^; instead, Scorpia is projecting the fantasy of an Idealized Lover onto Catra without any regard for who Catra actually is or what she needs/wants, in a way that is actually really corrosive.

This AU would just be Scorpia doing the same thing to Adora, with the difference being that - while Catra responds to the projection with variants on "Why can't you see me?" - Adora would embrace it wholeheartedly, and would actively reshape herself to fit Scorpia's fantasies.

While the dynamics of exclusion would be in place even if Adora wasn't actively disliked by the senior Force Captains...Yeah, they'd mostly dislike or actively hate her, with perhaps a few going for 'distant pity'. Adora is broadly liked by her creche because she is their meal ticket; Adora's success is their success, so the ways in which that success is bullshit - the result of systemic bias and weighted scales - aren't going to bother most of them. But the Force Captains don't have that investment so to them, she's just going to be an obnoxiously cocky child who they have no incentive to coddle.

Catra would be obviously wrecked by Adora hooking up with Scorpia, but wouldn't interfere; indeed, I'd go for her being actively supportive, because that would make Adora happy (and also kept her in Adora's orbit).

An angle to go for here would be to showcase what the Scorpia-Catra relationship could have been if Scorpia was in a place where she could interact with Catra as a person and not a fantasy.

In terms of an actual plot - the obvious place to go is to just have SW's original plan kick off; the lady was obviously planning to do SOMETHING special with Etheria's only known First One.

^Again, needs a full post, there obviously is some nuance here that I'm not getting into when I'm bullet pointing an AU idea.

#scraps #au ideas #things i will never actually write #adora #scorpia #adorpia #adora never left AU

[spop-romanticizes-abuse]

As clarification, because I should have gathered my thoughts more:

Adora was raised by the Horde, who clearly attempt to teach the children they "take in" that what they do is justified (see: the other Horde kids), so why does Adora turn out like that?

It would be more interesting for one of the main plots of the first seasons to be about Adora slowly learning that the Horde doesn't have these people's best interests at heart (even more interesting if Adora, as she recovers, starts to see the same rhetoric she's trying to unlearn from the Princesses, which is a possibility, because these ideas already lend themselves well to a darker storyline, but...) and that she's been lied to throughout her life.

Specifically, imagine if, when she mentions the planned assault on Thaymore, she's not surprised that it's a town and not a military base. She's just been conditioned to think that the goal of the assault is to "save" these people from the princesses.

Fucking hell. Damnit.

I've made the story really dark again by accidentally considering the implications of Adora's childhood.

Also! You know how a lot of Catra apologists say Catra's behavior and constant blame of Adora for her behavior is because Catra and Adora were taught that Adora is responsible for Catra's behavior?

Let's see the implications that would have on the story, since they're so determined to insist it's true.

So! If Catra and Adora were taught that Adora is responsible for Catra's behavior, what would you really see?

Presumably, a whole lot more of Adora blaming herself when Catra hurts one of her friends. A lot of "well, if I had just been better..." type of thought cycles.

Yes. I am aware what I am doing to the story. I am also aware that I am making it so the only way either Catra or Adora can heal is if they are separate from each other.

I just think this would've made the story stronger.

(2/3)

#spop critical #spop #spop salt #spop criticism #spop discourse #she ra #anti spop

[freedfromthegalactichivemind]

A story-idea about Adora and food

So, I had a wonderful week this past week visiting my family across the country.  After 18 long years, finally being able to AFFORD such a trip, I got to go to Arizona and see people in person I’ve only been able to Internet and phone with.  My mom cried as she hugged me... yeah....  Anyway, as a part of this trip, I got to have some nostalgic food because when you move to a new place, especially across the country, there are always going to be local joints that you grew up with and miss, some of them surprising.  You’d expect good Mexican-American food in Arizona, but would you expect.... fish n’ chips?    So, okay, there’s this restaurant that was a big part of my childhood called Ed’s Fish n’ Chips.  (If you look them up online, all you’ll get is a dismal Facebook page with a photograph of their MIMEOGRAPHED menu because they are THAT hole-in-the-wall and that technologically-impaired and un-modernized.  I love it).  We picked up some food during one of my days on the trip to take back to our hotel room - my Philly-raised mate being introduced to it and me living some pure nostalgia.  It pleased me immensely to step into the restaurant to find that it had not changed since the 1980s (I was pointing out the old pictures of the owners on the wall) and even the old video game arcade machines in the corner were still there and still broken (okay, so Galaga seemed to be working, but was play at your own risk).  Oh, my God, it was awesome!   Now, the fish they serve at Ed’s... is not what you’d call...”good” fish.  It is best described as rectangles.  They are crispy, greasy rectangles of reconstituted white fish somewhat akin to McDonalds’ Filet O’ Fish but they taste a bit different, served with thick fries and this DELIGHTFUL spicy red sauce that is like a watered-down ketchup mixed with cayenne sauce and there is honestly nothing like it anywhere, it’s like... as far as I know... a thing that only Arizona fish n’ chip shops have.  I have encountered it nowhere else and have missed it preciously.  And it’s PERFECT with the crispy reconstituted fish-tangles SOMEHOW.   It made me think about Adora and ration bars.  What I mean is, I have an idea for a fanfiction based entirely on this experience of mine.  Actually, I have ideas for TWO fanfictions based entirely on this experience of mine because I have an idea that applies to another fandom (I’ve absolutely nosedived back into Trigun lately). Anyway, the She-Ra idea has to do with Adora being nostalgic for the “objectively crappy” food of her youth - the kind of things that the Bright Moon crowd looks down their noses at, but has that oh, so unique flavor one cannot get anywhere else and having grown up on it, Adora CRAVES it.  She never minded the ration bars, she even liked them - particularly those gray ones.  Those gray ones had just this...unique flavor she cannot get in Bright Moon, Thaymore, Elberon or anywhere else.  She’s looked everywhere.  She’s even looked everywhere for something like a sauce that Commander Cobalt used to whip up to go with them.  Catra thinks she’s crazy.  Catra’s gotten to be a bit of a food-snob upon coming to Bright Moon (but she secretly misses Horde-food, too - oh, so much, but she’s trying to fit in and doesn’t want to lose face and all of her bad memories of the Horde are putting her in denial of the few things she actually liked.  Since Bow and Glimmer turn up their noses and make faces at mere descriptions of the bars, she’s not brave enough to admit to the nostalgia).  Ration bars are basic soldier’s food and are supposed to be “objectively bad,” after all.  Cheap, greasy, bland... (yet somehow...SOMEHOW they had just the right salt-content and just WORKED with this weird clandestine sauce some of the commanders would make off-orders).  There is a problem.  The Fright Zone is no more.  Scorpia and any remaining straggling Scorpioni people out there on Etheria have reclaimed it as their homeland.  It has been remade with the released magic into a fertile land where good food can be grown and whatever the Horde’s ration bars were made from no longer exists / the machines are broken / the recipe is lost.   So, Adora plucks up her courage and journeys to Dryl, where Hordak resides under Entrapta’s lab-partnership.  She must know the secret to the creation of the ration bars.  She must have one again, if even once more in her life.  For nostalgia.    

#fanfiction ideas #adora #hordak #entrapta #bow #glimmer #the fright zone #the horde #the etherian horde #adora and food #ration bars #horde ration bars #real life personal stories #inspiration from odd places #food #objectively bad food that is wonderful and that you love and crave #and goes with a certain sauce #and broken arcade machines #she-ra fanfiction ideas #spitting in the wind

[many-gay-magpies]

random idea i had involving catradora in the format of that "moon's haunted" tweet

random horde soldier when catra returns from the thaymor seige: oh hey, you're back early!

catra: rebellion stole my girlfriend

horde soldier: what?

catra: *loading a pistol and getting back in the tank* rebellion stole my girlfriend

#magpie thoughts #catradora #spop #shera princess of power #incorrect quotes #incorrect she ra quotes #midnight thoughts with magpie

[princemannikin]

They Call It A “Party”

No one in the Horde knows what a party is, or even birthdays, and yet when Catra activates the portal, the group hallucination she creates for Adora is a party.

Adora learning of parties:

Catra learning of parties:

Adora learning of birthdays:

Catra throwing Adora a party, because if “I could change how we were treated, this is how it would look.”:

#spop #She-Ra #She-Ra and The Princesses Of Power #party #parties #Kyle #Bow #Glimmer #Scorpia #Catra #Catradora #Crimson Waste #Thaymor #Mermista #Sea Hawk #Swift Wind #Perfuma #Netossa #Horde #Bright Moon #Entrapta #Hordak

[n7punk]

Pairings: Adora/Catra (Catradora). Fandom: She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018). Series: Children of the Crystal - Light Hope’s Kids AU 14/14 (Complete). Bonus Fics: 2 (16/14).

Rating: G. Chapters: 1/1 (One shot). Words: 5.1k.

Summary: After joining the Rebellion, Catra and Adora have new expectations to get used to, like not wearing the same shirt every day for three years straight. There’s a royal tailor, but even if they would have more experience with fitting formal wear, Catra and Adora are loyal to somebody else. No matter what they need, they always return to her. (Or, the one where they visit Thaymor, during and after the war)

#no one saw me change the name three times shut up <3 i hate naming things ok #honestly. i might change the name again. so just shut up #catradora #catra #adora #she ra #writing tag #cotc

[blonde-and-cat-suc]

28. three's a crowd

rating: g 

wc: 1.5k 

cw/tw: domestic violence isolation tactics (implied), past physical abuse (implied) 

desc: Glimmer, Bow, and Adora arrive in Bright Moon on a high note, excited to have She-Ra joining the Rebellion. Adora is skeptical of their welcoming attitude. Three friends is one too many to be true... 

(Canon Compliant) 

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"Adora! Show me how you threw that punch again!"

"Well, alright", Adora agreed easily, a golden dapple of sunlight coming through the trees giving away the pinkish-red of her cheeks. She was clearly the type that liked to show off—Glimmer had been privy from the beginning. The freshly new rebel had proven herself to be an ally to them with a sort of flashy, grandiose act of solidarity...

She-Ra.

Glimmer couldn't help her giddiness.

Yes, She-Ra's defense of Thaymor was awesome—yes, Glimmer loved every second of it. Beneath her initial disbeliefs, Glimmer was beginning to understand that it didn't matter where Adora had come from. Only where she was going.

Presently, Adora was set to go to Bright Moon, sitting on top of the wayward horse they had fled Thaymor with. Adora couldn't have been much younger than Glimmer or Bow, but she had not been out much. Everything amazed Adora in one way or another.

I had no idea that we had this many moons in the sky! Adora exclaimed yesterday, staring into the violet-blue deepness enfolding various moonlight hues. And then, hours later, when the daylight moons had rotated to their positions: Where'd they all go? Why did they leave...? Adora was genuinely regretful. So certain that the moons themselves had moved on from her, specifically, and would not return intentionally, somehow. Bow had to reassure her that the moons would return, (and sometimes they wouldn't, when they got into a New Moon phase). She'd perked up instantly, relieved.

Their first few hours of retreating Thaymor had been spent explaining basic information to Adora that she may not have already known. What Bright Moon was like, the Rebellion, Queen Angella's pitiful alliances across civil Etheria... Adora had no trouble accepting these truths with only the occasional inkling of doubt.

It should have been more obvious before, but Glimmer had only caught on to Adora's true merit when she'd talk back to them with her own insights, pressing them for more information, more analogies, more new philosophies and ideas and morals... and then, more.

Adora was a truthful hero who was also eager to learn and explore the world around her. Glimmer couldn't have asked for a better gift to the Rebellion. She-Ra was going to give the Rebellion the advantage that they had needed all of those years ago when her father...

When the Horde had made their worse offense on Bright Moon to date.

It was all Glimmer could think of when she looked at Adora. Even when they had become comfortable in each other's presence, even when Adora was guiding Glimmer's hands to throw a punch that those calloused, cruel Horde soldiers used—Glimmer knew that Adora herself was ultimately the upper hand the Rebellion needed. With each other's full cooperation, they could protect Etheria from the evil that had grown in its darkest corner. They would burn the Horde back into the ground. Once and for all.

...But for now, the three of them were only lucked-out travelers escaping the Horde's latest brutality. They were all exhausted and each of them had admitted to the group that they were still sore from the day before. Regardless, they kept steady pace, and soon, Glimmer recognized the thinly trekked dirt roads cutting through the trees... They were close to the outskirts of Bright Moon's city. Bow had realized too, flashing a huge smile, "I can't wait to shower and eat and sleep!"

Adora instantly made a skeptical sort of expression. "All at once?"

"Huh? No! But, well... I could definitely try."

"Are you allowed to do that?"

"Probably not", he laughed. "How does anyone shower and eat and sleep? I understand showering and eating—and sleeping and eating. But all three? No, I'm not sure. Sorry, Adora!"

Then, she'd only frowned at him. "You're...joking?"

"Only a little bit", Bow laughed again. "I'm sorry. Really. This is the kind of joke that my dads would tell. It's funny. I haven't been home in a while..."

"Dads", Adora tested the word on her mouth. "Daaaaahds. What is a 'Dads'?"

Wide-eyed and open-minded, Adora absorbed what Bow had to tell her about his family and all of his brothers. She got around to prying him for information on the word "brothers", eventually.

"Do you have 'brothers'?" Adora looked at Glimmer expectantly.

"No, no. I'm an only child."

"Me too. Well... I assume so. I don't have a 'Dads' either."

"It's just a 'Dad'."

"Yeah, it's not such a big deal not having one." Adora smiled. "I turned out okay, I think."

Glimmer didn't bother correcting her anymore after that. The dryness of her mouth and lips was starting to get to her, now that she knew that Bright Moon was close. All she cared about was drinking water, and doing those other things Bow had listed. And of course, recruiting Adora to their cause. Giving her someplace to sleep. Making sure she knew how to take a bath when they found time for that.

When they'd broken out of the wooded trails, Adora had climbed on top of their horse just to get a better view of the sight—Bright Moon Castle, and the Moonstone, opalescent and shimmering gold hues in the daylight. "Wow", Adora sighed under her breath, fingers clutched in the horse's mane.

Glimmer beamed up at her. "Welcome home!"

"Home." Adora seemed to cringe around this word. She examined Glimmer and Bow, and even the horse beneath her. "You guys are sure that you want me to live here? With you?"

"Where else would you go?" Bow asked with an equal amount of sincerity. "I couldn't bring you home."

"Because of your 'Dads'..." Adora nodded to him in understanding. "Right."

"Well, Bright Moon has space for you", Glimmer promised.

"Um", Adora had only looked between them again, frowning. "Are you sure...?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"It's just... Well. Um. I really do want to be friends with you guys."

"We want to be friends with you, too!" Bow reached up and touched the side of her arm, but withdrew as soon as she stiffened, knuckles white, contrasted in the hazel-brown of the horse mane caught in the pressure. If Adora noticed that she'd frightened the horse, she did nothing but gesture it to keep trotting. Bow muttered a quick apology, and Adora accepted it quietly, but it wasn't enough to get them away from the topic.

Not that Adora seemed to want to stop talking about it. She eventually managed to hold Bow's eyes, shoulders rounded, knees pressing into the horse so that it swung its head back and forced her to relax again. Delicately, Adora petted the horse's neck, voice soft but leveled, "I'm not sure that I could be your friend. I mean. Maybe it's a Horde thing. But... there's already two of you..."

"And three's better", Bow said plainly. "You're not in the Horde anymore, Adora. You can do what you want about that, now."

"Oh...? I mean. I heard that—that those kinds of friendships always end up bad. That's why it's sort of banned in the first place. Not totally banned. Just... You get flack for having too many friends... Is that true for the rest of the world?"

"Not at all. If everyone stays very good friends. And talks to each other a lot. The more, the merrier!"

"What does the Horde know about friendships, anyway?" Glimmer shook her head, ready to go into grave detail on why Adora should probably disregard whatever it was that she knew about friendship—and to prepare herself to learn some new things about it—but Glimmer stopped herself. Adora suddenly had a startlingly distant look in her eyes.

"I've only ever had one real friend", Adora told them. "And—I wasn't allowed to have other ones. I-I mean, they were friends. But not friends friends. She used to want to have me to herself all the time. It made sense. Our other friends were opposition to me as her friend. And that's no good for friendship. So, I understand if you guys don't want to be my friend and ruin a perfectly good—"

Bow had stopped the horse with an assertiveness that had Glimmer stopping in her tracks, too. He was silent for all but a moment before he went on with the same tone he had used when he was explaining his Dads to Adora. "This isn't the Horde anymore. You can have as many friends as you want now, Adora! Even if it's not with us."

Glimmer nearly butted in because they kind of needed to be friends with Adora if this was going to work between them all. Maybe not best friends but... something close to it. Maybe Adora was thinking the same way because she'd only nodded at Bow, suddenly unwilling to probe him any further than that.

"Adora, um. I'm sorry about your friend", Glimmer added into the silence.

Adora only gave an uncommitted hum, rubbing the side of her cheek as if recoiling from a strike that never hit. But when she moved her palm and the daylight reached her cheekbones, the rigid, perfect cuts were obvious. Three lines, tapered off down to her jaw. They were long scarred over but... still there. Adora didn't seem to notice it when Glimmer's mouth flattened into a neutral grimace, and she shrugged, lifting a brow, "Nothing to be sorry for. It's just... Uhm. What if we start hurting each other because of that?"

"Hurting each other?" Bow blinked. "Over what?"

"Well... Each other...?"

"We're not going to do that", Glimmer said carefully. "That's... That's a little extreme, no?"

Adora paused. "Do you think it's extreme?"

"Yes", Bow and Glimmer blurted almost together.

Another pause. Adora thumbed at her scarred cheekbone, absentmindedly. "Oh." 

#mariposa fics #anti c//a fics #anti c//a #adora having a normal relationship with people? during canon? adora having a normal relationship w ppl? AFTER canon? #I thinketh the fucketh not #i think that for me it's easy to forget that to Adora and Catra's generation of child-soldier Hordies grew up essentially as a cult #and so if Adora doesn't know what the fuck a horse is #she definitely doesn't know about the plentiful moons #and she ABSOLUTELY has no idea that “it's okay to have more than one friend” #and probably a bunch of other things too #whoops! tag rant #cw: mariposa being more vulgar than usual

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